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Then Nagano Yuji, who was issuing military orders to his subordinates, ordering them to rush up the mountain and eliminate the daring group of China bandits who did not care about life and death, heard an exclamation.
A dark, unknown thing was thrown down from the woods in the mountains.
Instinctively, all the soldiers, including Nagano Yuji, lay down. The soldiers who dared to run around on the battlefield at this time would definitely die the fastest.
Judging from the first reaction, both the Japanese army and the puppet army were well-trained.
This is the best posture to avoid grenades or artillery shells, including close-range explosives. It can not only reduce the area affected by the bomb, but also avoid the impact of the shock wave caused by the explosion.
As for whether one of those life-threatening bombs will fall on one's head and then explode, that is really beyond one's control. It can only depend on luck.
Of course, the biggest hope of the soldiers who were lying on the ground and curled up was that the bomb would explode on someone else's head!
No one thought that the bandits would have so many bombs. Are they still bandits?
The Japanese invaders and puppet soldiers who were already lying on the ground and still looking at the sky with the corner of their eyes were absolutely shattered at this time. The black masses that were thrown at them were so overwhelming that they were so overwhelming that it made one's scalp numb.
I must have met a fake bandit. Nagano Yuji, a senior student at the Japanese Army University, once again strengthened his judgment, although he was extremely desperate in his heart.
There can’t be too many!
A total of seventy or eighty bandits spent more than ten minutes tinkering in the woods to create all the gadgets. When they were thrown out like this, they looked like seventy or eighty explosive packets from a distance, which could frighten people to death.
It was over, but any soldier who was unlucky enough to be hit by an "explosive" on the head or buttocks would have cold eyes at that moment, and for those who were more timid, the ground beneath them would even become wet.
Scared to the point of being cowardly? If you don’t believe me, let’s try throwing a pack of “explosives” on you? Anyone who doesn’t scare the shit out of you is a real man.
The soldiers who were covering their heads and waiting for their companions to turn into ashes but who narrowly escaped death all recited "1, 2, 3, 4, 5..." silently in their hearts.
I almost counted all my toes and didn't hear any sound?
I heard a burst of joyful cheers that almost made me cry: "It didn't explode..."
"It's not a bomb, no, it's not a bomb."
"Whoa, what a stupid bandit."
The puppet soldiers, who were crying with joy, cheered and cursed the bandits on the mountain. They had been doing this for a long time not to blow people up, but to scare them to death!
No, it can kill people. Some of the brothers who were most unlucky enough to be hit on the head were knocked unconscious directly. Maybe they were also killed. But, who cares at this time! It feels like escaping from death.
That's really good.
At this moment, the frightened puppet soldiers finally saw clearly what hit them. It was a huge leaf wrapped with thin vines and something unknown was wrapped inside.
Almost all the leaf bags were broken, and out of them were stones the size of a baby's head.
It's understandable to throw rocks at it, but why is the hair wrapped in leaves? Also, what is flowing inside? There are also many liquid-like substances wrapped in leaf bags that have splashed on nearby soldiers due to the impact of the leaf bags and the ground.
on the body.
"Baga, it's sweet." A Japanese soldier subconsciously licked his lips and swallowed a drop of liquid splashed on his lips.
Sweet? Shouldn't it be called "Yoshi"? Many puppet soldiers murmured in their hearts.
"It's very sweet." The Japanese soldier who had already tasted the taste simply put the spilled liquid on his fingers and put it in his mouth, and reported to his Cao Changhui with certainty.
The almost perverted seriousness in the Japanese people's bones can be regarded as one of their national characteristics! Anyway, they feel obligated to find out for their superiors what the Chinese are throwing at them.
The cheap man who had already dived dozens of meters away from the mountain couldn't help but curled his lips. Damn it. If I had known, I would have thrown a bunch of shit over there and let you taste it.
The puppet soldiers here are not stupid, sweet? Honey? Of course it is impossible, the bandits can be so good, throw sweet things to satisfy their greed? That can't be a good thing, anyway, they will never be like that idiot
The Japanese soldiers put it in their mouths and tasted it.
"Baga, go up the mountain and kill them all." Nagano Yuji roared with red eyes.
But he wasn't angry, he was hit. A bag of leaves that would never explode was smashed into a cart full of canned meat.
Nagano Yuji, who used this place as his hiding place, happened to look up at the sky, and then the leaf bag wrapped with stones hit his eye socket. Fortunately, the roof of the cart had relieved the gravity of the leaf bag by one percent.
Ninety, otherwise, Captain Nagano, who has red panda eye sockets, will be the unluckiest person in the Eighth Division, second only to Major General Nagakawahara Kan, and become the first commander of the Eighth Division to be stoned to death.
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In response to Captain Nagano, another piece of black stuff flew up from the forest and towards the mountain road.
However, this time the number was much smaller than the first time, but the size was much larger. Judging from the size, each one was no smaller than a carriage wheel.
It's a big guy, there are five or six of them.
Damn it, come back. Whether it was the Japanese army or the puppet army, their eyes widened when they saw the things thrown from the mountain. They even forgot about the guns in their hands. They had no quality to shoot those wanton "throwing objects from high altitude"
Beat the bastards to death.
It’s just endless. To be honest, after this first experience, no one wants to lie down on the ground to hide from these primitive stones.
But if I don’t want it in my heart, I’ll be honest with my body.
Almost as a conditioned reflex, all the soldiers lowered their bodies again. Even as soon as they lay down, a thought flashed through them: I'm going to lie down with wool.
But, what if? The Art of War says: What is real is illusory, and what is fictitious is real. Okay! Using this consciousness to describe these puppet soldiers who are either Japanese pirates or have forgotten their ancestors is really too high a view of them, but it does not represent them.
I don't understand the reason why bandits would attack them one by one with fake ones.
Maintaining sufficient vigilance is a battlefield principle that every soldier should follow, and it is clearly written in the infantry drill.
Then, they all lay on the ground together and watched helplessly as those black things smashed to the ground.
But this time everyone was on guard, and they crawled on their knees to avoid the huge size of the thing with an extremely flexible body like a swimming dragon.
If it were a stone, hitting someone on the body would not only kill someone! It would have to be smashed into meat paste. You don’t need to chop it with a knife, just put it into the dough, put it in the pot and cook it, and you will have a plate of hot dumplings.
However, it seems that the sense of gravity is not enough. The moment the giant object landed, even the stupidest soldier felt that the movement when it touched the ground was not consistent with its size.
What is this? Soldiers are already approaching cautiously. Based on their last experience, they have basically judged that these bandits do not have any explosives.
If there are explosives, they are stupid! If they bury it in this road and connect the fuse, won't they just destroy their group?
Don't tell me, they are all smart people. The Japanese invaders thought of it, and Chen Yunfa also thought of it. But even if they brought the shells and buried them on the ground, the lead wire was not that long. It was just one of them. The important thing was that there was no time, and the Japanese soldiers couldn't give it.
They have so much time.
This extremely tempting approach can only be abandoned.
Then, a yellow cloud rose from the giant unknown object.
"Holy shit, Aladdin's magic lamp, the genie is coming out, hurry up and make a wish, remember to ask for three." If Liu Lang were here, he would definitely dub the voice for the Japanese invaders.