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Yihe Carbon Factory.
The soot from the chimneys in the mine is like the heavy dark clouds, which rise and fall from time to time, hanging in clusters high above the coal mine, or falling to the ground and scurrying around.
The air all around seemed to be gray and the fine sand was swirling.
"Yeah drink!"
In a mine, Li Xiao held a badly worn shovel in his hand. He bent slightly, turned sideways, and thrust the shovel into the coal pit. The strength of his whole body penetrated his arms. His waist and abdomen sank, and his shoulders were so heavy. As soon as it was lifted, a large piece of black coal occupying the surface of the shovel was dug out and thrown into the basket of the cart next to the pit.
When the basket is full of coal, other workers will push the cart out of the pit, and so on.
After a while, Li Xiao's hands and face were already pitch black, even the phlegm he spit out was black, and cinders even got into the shoes on his feet!
Now he works together with the workers at Yihe Carbon Factory under such difficult conditions every day.
The carbon factory is the main source of income for the Flying Tigers, whether it is daily expenses or the purchase of weapons, ammunition and equipment, it must be achieved through it.
It has to be said that coal digging is very physically demanding, and at the same time it can give you effective exercise! At this time, Li Xiao even regarded coal digging as a kind of spiritual practice.
After finishing the morning's work, Li Xiao squatted at the foot of the wall and ate two steamed buns with boiled water to cool down. After regaining his strength, he continued to work in the coal pit with everyone!
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Just when everyone is busy.
Wang Qiang suddenly ran back to the carbon factory in a hurry, and then called all the people working under the pit together, looking anxious.
"Old Wang, what's the matter? Are you having trouble walking at the station today?" Li Xiao wiped the sweat on his forehead with a towel and asked Wang Qiang.
"The Japanese will send troops to raid Hanzhuang next door at night! I came back to tell the news." It turned out that Wang Qiang accidentally got the news from a shopkeeper of Chint Bank when he was chatting with him today!
The devils will make big moves at night.
"His grandma, these **** are going to massacre the village again."
"No, we must not watch the people of Hanzhuang suffer. We will kill these devils today so that they will never come back!" Lu Han's eyes widened and he couldn't help but get ready to fight. Li Xiaogang snatched them back. He hasn't gotten used to the crooked machine gun yet. The number of bullets is limited, so naturally every minute must be used wisely! Tonight is a good opportunity!
Li Xiao couldn't help but feel excited, and his heart had long been full of fighting spirit. Except for killing a Japanese soldier who suddenly appeared when he went to get a machine gun last time, he had never had a formal confrontation with them. He must kill him this time. They leave nothing behind!
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Hanzhuang was quiet at night. There were no lights or people in the low farmhouses and village houses, because they had been notified in advance and had evacuated here and took refuge elsewhere temporarily.
And in the jungle on the only way from Lincheng Station to Hanzhuang, in a trench half a meter deep and ten meters long, there were dozens of Flying Tigers members holding firearms in their hands and waiting in full formation!
At this time, Li Xiao's eyes were surprisingly peaceful. He gently wiped the 38 cap in his hand with a piece of cotton cloth.
In fact, he could have been assigned better equipment, but as long as he came with a 38-meter cap and a steel helmet, he distributed the better weapons to others, and besides, he still had a gun full of bullets in his system space.
Heckler-Kohler is naturally more confident.
At this moment, a locust tree above his head suddenly rustled. Xiaopo, who was light and agile, suddenly pushed aside the leaves, stuck his head out, and lowered his voice to remind: "The Japanese soldiers are coming.
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When everyone heard this, they cheered up.
"Approximately how many people are there?"
"It should be a company, number 100!"
"Well, come down."
Xiaopo jumped down from the big locust tree in response, and then he also lay down in the ditch. He took the 38-meter cap handed to him by Wang Qiang, and pointed the muzzle of the gun forward, ready to fight!
"Everyone, be careful, wait until the Japanese troops get close before shooting." Liu Hong lowered his voice and signaled.
Everyone nodded secretly, as long as these Japanese troops approached, a head-on attack would be waiting for them!
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In no time.
On a narrow yellow mud road to the east, there was the buzzing sound of motorcycles and the sound of uniform footsteps!
The Japanese army is approaching!
Li Xiao rested his elbows on the ground, propped himself up and looked around. He saw about a company of Japanese troops approaching in a mighty manner about a mile ahead.
Walking at the front were about thirty or so white-dog puppet soldiers, wearing their hats crookedly, hay hanging from their mouths, and carrying assorted rifles in their hands.
Using Baigouzi puppet troops to explore the road is their usual tactic.
Behind them are the more elite Japanese soldiers.
In the middle of the procession were two carriages with sidecars. On one of them, a Japanese sergeant named Cao was sitting on a horse. As the procession moved forward, patches of dust rose up in front of the car lights.
One mile.
Five hundred meters.
Three hundred meters.
Two hundred meters.
The enemy troops are getting closer and closer.
You can even hear them shouting and drinking!
Just when they were still a hundred meters away, a gunshot suddenly rang out, resounding through the otherwise silent night!
"Who fired the shot!"
"I'm sorry, it was my gun that accidentally went off!" The young Xiaopo's eyes were full of regret. He had just joined the Flying Tigers not long ago and had not fought against Japanese soldiers a few times, so he was very nervous. He wanted to lift a gun just now.
When I was aiming the gun, it accidentally went off!
The Japanese soldiers were also alarmed. They stopped and stood in line, looking at Hanzhuang with vigilance in their eyes.
Chief Cao Sato stepped down from the sidecar, pulled out the samurai sword at his waist, kicked a white dog in front of him, waved his samurai sword forward, and ordered them to come and explore the way.
More than thirty puppet soldiers were holding rifles in their hands, bending down and approaching slowly!
The distance is getting closer!
"Hit me!" At this moment, Liu Hong suddenly shouted and fired first. His shooting skills were already accurate, and coupled with the close distance, after a bang, a white dog fell to the ground immediately.
The brothers could no longer sit still and fired quickly, pointing the guns in their hands towards the approaching Bai Gouzi.
"Bang bang bang."
Firelight intertwined and burst out.
Pull the bolt, aim, load the gun, and pull the trigger.
At this time, Li Xiao was calm and cold, with a trace of a cold-blooded killer's aura exuding from him. He looked focused and executed every action accurately.
A level one proficient in firearms, even if it is not perfect, at least two bullets can hit at least one person!
On the soil next to him, every two bullet casings fell down, and the life of a puppet soldier was taken away.
Those white dogs were in the light, while the Flying Tigers were hiding in the dark. They had experienced hundreds of battles and their marksmanship was quite accurate. In a short time, those dozen or so white dogs were knocked down one after another. In just a few breaths,
There was a great chaos inside, and they dispersed like birds and beasts, fleeing hastily. Just as they were fleeing, several more white dogs fell down!
Just at this time.
Lu Han squatted down, picked up a crooked machine gun from the trench, set it up in front of the bunker, and wanted to shoot at him! At this time, Li Xiao decisively held his shoulders and said: "Don't be excited, put these
The bullets stay on the Japs!"
"Okay, listen to you!"
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In the eyes of RB people, the lives of these white dogs are naturally worthless.
Just at this time.
The three artillerymen separated from the military column have already set up the Type 89 grenade canisters on the ground, adjusted the angle, and the cannon throwers behind have completed filling the cannonballs.
With a few booming sounds.
Those cannonballs were like pops, arcing through the air and crashing down!
The shells rumbled down, blooming on the ground, shrapnel flying and flying, and the whole jungle was suddenly filled with a thick smell of gunpowder smoke!
"Kill me."
Sato let out a sinister sneer, raised the katana in his hand again, and swung it forward. Suddenly, under the cover of the grenade, the remaining seventy Japanese soldiers surrounded the jungle like a tide!