"Wait a minute, Zisha, I see you are in a hurry to be reincarnated..."
A burst of blue smoke came out of the big pipe in his mouth, and Li Youtian was not worried about being smelled by others on the battlefield.
On a battlefield filled with blood, gunpowder smoke, and even the smell of feces, the smell of smoke is nothing.
If you look closely at his smoking pot, you will find that this veteran has worked hard to smoke freely on the battlefield.
When lighting cigarettes, the ones used are neither matches nor lighters, but the Thousand Mile Fire passed down from our ancestors.
It's smoldering in a machine gun cartridge case, and you can blow it twice when needed.
Not only that, his tobacco bag has a "cap". It is a black and shiny thick-skinned walnut shell with a few small holes drilled in it for ventilation.
When you turn the smoking pot upward, the light cannot be seen from the outside, but the tobacco inside can be burned vigorously.
He kicked his subordinate, who was pulling the mine line and staring at the Japanese Marines.
He is fifteen or sixteen years old, not strong or tall, but his bright eyes are full of bloody courage.
About fifty meters in front of him were more than 300 Japanese soldiers pursuing him.
"Uncle, can the foreign thing they use find our mine?"
"What the heck, we have a combination of local and foreign mines. Foreign gadgets can only detect foreign mines, but our local mines are powerless to others."
As expected, veteran Youzi is extremely experienced on the battlefield. Except for the first few mines that used trip strings, the rest were all mines.
The advantage is that you can explode whenever you want, but the disadvantage is that you have to be careful during the process of pulling the thunder out.
At this moment, there was the sound of soft footsteps behind him, and he turned around to see that it was his deputy battalion commander.
"Ba Shi, what are you doing here? If you don't take the kids with you, leave quickly and wait for the devils to bite your balls."
Like the old smoker Li Youtian, deputy Luo Mingyang smiled flatteringly.
"The camp, the burden is too heavy and the children can't run fast. Why don't you throw some away and run faster?"
"You know what? People are made of iron rice and steel. If you don't bring those grains with you, you will end up in the Four Lines Warehouse. I want to imitate the rats eating the food."
After saying that, he quietly looked at the Japanese soldier who was holding a mine detector and slowly advancing, and said,
"Ba Shi, tell the children to walk faster and don't be afraid of the Japanese chasing them. They can't escape from my grasp."
"I know, I know, you guys should be careful..."
As the crackling sound disappeared, the old smoker Li Youtian picked up the pipe and took two puffs before extinguishing it.
He gently knocked out the ashes from his cigarette on the ground and filled a bag of cigarettes. He was about to light a cigarette when he saw Larrey's men dozing off little by little.
Kicked him on the butt and shouted in a low voice,
"Dude, can you sleep on the battlefield? Fortunately, I didn't have to go with your brother, otherwise it would have ruined something big. Here..."
As he spoke, he took a handful of tobacco leaves from his pipe and stuffed it into the boy's mouth.
"Hold it in your mouth, but don't swallow it. Just spit it out after it's gone."
Soon the engineers of the Japanese Marine Corps determined that there were no mines laid in this section, and hundreds of Japanese soldiers rushed out along the avenue.
However, what greeted them was a large ball of broken bricks and tiles mixed with a putrid smell.
The Japanese Marines, who were hit hard, finally realized that the lack of mines in that section was because they had not laid mines at all.
Li Youtian, the old cigarette smoker who pulled Lei and the young man away, glanced at the sky with his cigarette pipe in his mouth, and thought to himself:
Ji Xian and the others have already captured the artillery squad, and now it's time to go to the warehouse.
Thinking of this, I pulled the young man,
"Hurry up. I'm afraid your brother is already waiting for us. If you wait any longer, your brother will laugh at you."
Indeed, the commando team led by Zhang Sixing and equipped with artillery retreated faster than the mixed soldier battalion of the old smoker Li Youtian.
But at this moment, they had not reached the Sixing Warehouse, because Zhang Sixing was slapping a Japanese Army soldier hard.
Army soldiers built fences, set up sentries and installed searchlights.
There was a crisp "snap" sound where the hand was waved, and five blue fingerprints immediately appeared on the young face of the Japanese Army soldier.
"With an imbecile like you, how can your commander trust you to do your duty?"
Facing the furious Marine Corps lieutenant in front of him, the Army soldier was extremely aggrieved.
He carried out his commander's order to strictly check the identities of passers-by.
But when he asked for his ID, the Marine lieutenant immediately became furious.
"Baga, we are rushing to chase the fleeing enemy. What do you mean by blocking us?"
Looking at the furious face, the Army soldier could only keep a straight face and hope he wouldn't hit him again.
Knowing that the Japanese army was very hierarchical, and slaps were only required to stand at attention before being slapped, Zhang Sixing would certainly not be polite.
"Pah, pah", he did two fifty forehand and backhand again, raising his voice to express his anger,
"Baga Yalu, Baga Yalu..."
"Hi...Hi..."
In response to the lieutenant's anger, even though they were from different branches of the military, the army soldiers could only keep a straight face.
After receiving a slap in the face, he must hold back his dizzy head and say "hi" to show that he knew he was wrong.
There were silent landmine explosions in the distance, which only meant that the military camp was not out of danger yet.
It's also because they are a heavy supply camp with insufficient weapons and carry a large amount of ammunition and food, so they should move more slowly.
Even when he was slapping the Japanese soldiers, Zhang Sixing was still thinking about whether to help them.
He proudly pulled up his sleeves in front of the arriving second lieutenant, looked at the watch on his wrist, and even showed it to the second lieutenant.
"I see, we are ten minutes late because of the Army's delay. I will ask your commander to give me an explanation for this matter."
After that, he got back on his horse, held his command knife, waved his hand and prepared to move forward.
"Sir, it is my duty to check the identities of all the people passing through the intersection. Please forgive me."
However, the army soldier did not move the fence blocking the road. The army second lieutenant stood in front of his horse's head, respectfully but unwillingly.
It can be seen that although the Japanese Army second lieutenant who has just arrived here is a little afraid of Zhang Sixing's navy lieutenant uniform.
But this strict and serious guy, when he looked at the Marine Corps, there was a hint of arrogance belonging to the Army in his eyes.
Knowing that he would not let him pass, Zhang Sixing glanced around:
The only people guarding this place are two detachments of Japanese soldiers. If it's not possible, just...
He dismounted angrily, and the bear claw blade hidden in his sleeve came to his finger.
"Youxi, there is nothing wrong with you being serious. But you are responsible for delaying our time."
Despite bowing and apologizing again and again, this second lieutenant of the Japanese Army still refused to give up.
I was planning to use the bear claw blade to deal with this guy in one go, and then it wouldn't be difficult to get through with five Czech-style cannons and dozens of box cannons.
Looking at him, Hansen Raul had already reached out and quietly touched the Czech penis under his buttocks.
As for the others, they quietly picked up the box cannon in their arms, intending to rain down bullets on the Japanese soldiers in front of them.
Just at this moment, the sound of vehicles and leather shoes suddenly came from behind the entire team, and the lights of motorcycles flashed.