The soldiers of the first squadron were too bored. Seeing the fighting below, they heard the occasional outpost and correspondent coming up and shouting, and the squadron leader ran away. Now they heard that there was no result in any battle. The two health teams even brought the wounded up. A large group of people finally found someone who understood the situation on the battlefield.

All around the wounded asked: "How are the fights below?"

"How many Japanese are there?"

"How many puppet troops are there?"

"It seems that the puppet army has three or three machine guns. After seizing this time, we can at least divide one, right? We can have a good machine gun in a brigade."

......

The wounded lay on the uneven ground: "I said, "I am a wounded person, okay? Don't you ask me how hurt I am, what things I want to talk about."

"Okay, how were you hurt? Did you hit the Japanese below?"

"You have a leg injury, you can move, and you don't hurt your bones. It's nothing. Tell me when will the Japanese and puppet troops come up?"

"Anyway, I can't die. Tell me how many puppet troops are there?"

...

The wounded rolled his eyes and fainted.

There was no choice but to watch the fun again and watch the comrades below quarrel with the puppet army.

The lasting time of a wave of fire did not last long, and the county brigade's bullets were limited after all.

The position of the puppet army was not very good. They kept shooting against the guerrillas in the mountains, and they couldn't take advantage of themselves. They couldn't even see people. They could only know whether they could fight until a genius could.

Although the bullets were distributed for free by the Japanese, they were shot too much and it was difficult to explain when they went back.

After the gunfire stopped, the two sides became stalemate again.

Li Yuan felt it was too boring. This battle was meaningless.

Fighting with these puppet troops has no effect and no strategic purpose. I am considering whether to withdraw first and waste so many bullets in vain.

The puppet army at the foot of the mountain did not fire at this time, but shouted to the mountain again: "Listen to the people in the mountain, we don't want to fight you today, we just want to cut some bamboo here. If it's okay, don't hurt the harmony."

The puppet army was also drunk. If you surrender to the Japanese, then you are a traitor. Now you dare to say something that is not hurt by the harmony.

Hearing this, Chen Yong couldn't help but shake the bamboo leaves on his hat, carefully stretched out his head, looked at the guards lying on the ground below, and shouted: "I'll be the first one, you traitors, you can come into the mountain, I'll strip you all of your skin."

The puppet army below was not showing weakness: "If you have the ability, I will name you all one by one."

"Son Turtle has the ability to come up, I will ask you two to die."

"You have the ability to come down. You cowards, I will dig up any holes for you to bury them."

Fang Cheng, who was hiding behind, looked dark. These guerrillas fought like this in a battle, and now they are still starting to verbal battles, and they are also drunk.

Fang Cheng's face was flushed. It was embarrassing to curse people on the position as an army, but now he was scolded by the guards as a coward who dared not go down the mountain.

There are many puppet soldiers below, and the roaring sound must be even more powerful. Chen Yong was unable to support himself alone, so he could not even scold the puppet soldiers below.

The puppet army became more and more unbearable as the scolding of the puppet army, and Fang Cheng decided to shoot another shot.

He aimed the militant star at the butt of the Japanese near the company commander of the guard. He was lying on the verge of the side because he was almost half blocked by earth, and his head could not be seen, and most of his body had been covered and could not be hit.

He aimed at his raised butt, and with a bang, he bounced out of the borehole, rubbed the butt of the guard who was lying on the ground, and drilled into the mud next to him. He was lucky, but he had a small scratch.

The most powerful puppet army, who was calling the most, started screaming. Perhaps the injury was not serious and a new round of scolding began.

"Your grandma's only knows how to shoot black guns and sneak attacks. I, your ancestors for eight lifetimes, will blow up your ancestral tombs of eighteen generations." He began to greet the women of Captain Chen's family.

Captain Chen felt very wronged. I didn’t shoot this gun, it was a mistaken injury.

This puppet army is too unconventional.

Fang Cheng was very embarrassed, and shot himself but let the Sichuan dialect take the blame.

Seeing that the Japanese behind had been fighting for a long time, there was no progress. The translator next to him kept telling the squadron leader of the two sides. The Japanese Lieutenant was very interested: "Didn't this greeting to their women? Didn't they take advantage of them?"

The translator's sweat flowed down his forehead. The Japanese thoughts were so weird. Is it his family who greeted his family or his family taking advantage?

Both sides started talking again.

The Japanese squadron leader finally couldn't stand these endless wars of cursing. After thinking for a while, he thought that he could try to let the civilians go into the mountains to cut bamboo and see what the guerrillas would do. Maybe the guerrillas dare not fire?

Thinking of this, the Japanese immediately asked the Japanese to drive all the Min Yi lying on the ground, and used bayonets to drive the Min Yi slowly towards the foot of the mountain ahead. The Japanese all hugged and hid behind Min Yi, which was extremely vulgar.

The sound of crying began to come from the Minyi, and the bayonet was behind him. There was no way. A large group of people slowly advanced towards the foot of the mountain with a buzzing sound, crossing the puppet army's defense line.

The puppet soldiers also breathed a sigh of relief. If they were asked to drive these people away, it would be really bad. They would be stabbed by others at that time, and they were all local villagers in the hometown.

Many traitors who defect to the Japanese still want to save their lives, but this is not the reason for them to defect to aliens. The account will be settled sooner or later.

The civilians were forced to confess by the Japanese bayonet and started to move into the mountains. Now the county brigade was dumbfounded. They were all ordinary people, how could they fight this battle?

If Li Yuan was on other frontal battlefields, he would order to open fire immediately, but this is the place, and he still couldn't shoot.

The civil servant in front of him saw that there was no gun fire in the mountains and became more courageous: "Sir, we are forced too. The family is still in their hands, so we have nothing to do."

"Okay, let us go!"

"If we don't come up, those animal husbandry will stab us with bayonets."

......

Li Yuan felt a toothache when he heard this. How could he fight this battle? However, it seems that the Japanese did not have the tendency to enter the mountains. The organization absolutely disagrees with the fight against the people. There is no way, so he just ordered and retreated immediately.

The Japanese and puppet troops did not attack the mountains in the end, but sent ordinary people to the mountains to cut bamboo, and then started fences all day long at various places at the foot of the mountain. More than a thousand people were not a joke. They actually completed two miles in a day. The fence was not high, only about two meters high, and all the above were sharpened. Anyway, most people would not think about going there.
Chapter completed!