Anti-Japanese War Korean Crazy

Worse than the death of a chicken, I couldn't make a sound.

This even made Jiang Long and Li Jiasheng suspicious: the devils in front of them are so weak and pitiful, and they seem very different from the powerful Japanese army that made the more than 20 fruit troops in the entire Zhongtiaoshan Battle collapse. ?Are all fake devils in front of you?

Of course it's impossible, Jiang Long and the two understand that it's just because the two guys in front of them are too perverted, and the strong little devil is like a weak chicken in the hands of the two of them.

If such people could form an army, the devils would have been driven out of China long ago.

When he was in a daze, Jiang Long saw Han Feng waving at him, and he quickly ordered in a low voice: "Let's go, don't make any noise."

Under the col, the laughter of the Japanese army rang clearly in everyone's ears.

Once upon a time, this team of laughing invaders could even change the expressions of the broken soldiers of the 98th Army, but at this moment, the old broken soldiers are quietly moving forward, and they are here to take the lives of these devils.

The position where the devil's sentry stood was not within the line of sight of the Japanese army at the bottom of the mountain, so they were assassinated by Han Feng and the two without being noticed immediately.

The two teams of Jiang Long and Li Jiasheng quickly approached, and they were about to reach the edge of the col.

The Japanese soldiers at the bottom of the mountain suddenly yelled ghostly, "Xiaomu くん, ご饭の意意したよ! Xiaomu-sama, dinner is ready!"

Another voice: "Jun たち 2 people が见张りに行き, もべてからまた下りて来る! You two go to change the whistle, and you will come down after they have eaten!"

"Hi!"

Jiang Long frowned, thinking to himself, what is this little devil talking about?

Li Jiasheng's team was about to reach the commanding heights of the battle.

No one could understand Japanese, except Han Feng, who knew that there were two devils coming up soon.

The soldiers were unaware, and the monk was still waiting quietly.

According to the development of this situation, when the two devils come up, they will definitely be alert at the first time, what should I do?

Fight, there is no other way but to go to war immediately.

When the little devil came back to his senses, the sneak attack would change.

At the critical moment, Han Feng mouthed the message, "Monk, the devils are coming up, grab the machine gun, suppress the firepower, and start fighting directly."

After finishing speaking, Han Feng didn't give the monk a chance to react at all, rushed to Jiang Long without looking back, grabbed the light machine gun, and said to Jiang Long who was stunned: "Take the bullet immediately and do it for me!" Ammunition Hand."

The sudden scene made the soldiers unable to recover.

Han Feng had rushed back to the edge of the depression at an extremely fast speed, roaring: "Hit!"

All of a sudden, the light machine gun fired wildly, and the empty shell casings on the right side of the crooked neck were flying all over the sky, scattered on the ground, and the two devils who walked up the slope were the first to fall down. It was still possible to shoot accurate firepower, and when five empty magazines fell to the ground, this round of firepower would kill almost [-]% of the two Japanese squadrons.

Of course, it was also because of eating. The Japanese soldiers were originally gathered in piles. If the bullets of the light machine gun were not quickly emptied, Han Feng could have directly eliminated these devils with the firepower of the machine gun.

However, there was no difference. Han Feng's decisive attack directly cut off the extravagant hope of the Japanese scouts struggling.

The firepower of the light machine gun held by the monk quickly replenished, and Jiang Long and Li Jiasheng followed closely behind. Some soldiers didn't even have time to pull the bolts of the guns.

The soldiers only heard the head of the regiment yelling: "No one should hit me with the pot. If the pot is broken, no one can expect to eat lunch today."

The last enemy was hit in the heart by Jiang Long, and the sudden assault immediately came to an end.

"Don't be dumb, clean up the battlefield quickly and prepare to evacuate, the devil's reinforcements will arrive soon."

A voice shouted, "Commander, what about the devil's pot?"

Han Feng hated iron and said: "Nonsense, even the pot is served, otherwise what should we eat, and I have to teach you how to do it?"

"Yes."

The loud response echoed in the mountains and forests for a long time

586 All the way to growth

What a surprise battle, the battle started suddenly and ended suddenly.

When the follow-up team of the Japanese army rushed to the battle depression, the corpses of the Japanese soldiers who had been stripped of their clothes were all in a mess. Even the iron pot for cooking was gone, and some soup and water were spilled on the ground.

Naturally, there was anger. The Japanese commander roared in the mountains and forests. This was the elite Japanese scouts of the two detachments, and they fell here.

It is tantamount to blinding the devil's eyes. Even if the investigation work can be handed over to other people, it is naturally not as good as these professional scouts.

But at this moment, those who made the little devil angry were happily enjoying the two ready-made pots in a hidden forest, and even the soup was still hot.

The recruits were naturally shocked. They found that the strong little devil in their impression seemed weak and pitiful in front of the Houyong regiment. Not to mention a small team was quickly wiped out, and was even blamed by the regiment leader.

The veterans couldn't wait to use their chopsticks to fish something out of the pot to taste. They broke off some branches in the woods, peeled them, and used them as chopsticks.

Jiang Long lifted the lid of the pot, and slapped the rising aroma at his nose with his hand, and then he was intoxicated, "You bastard, the cooked rice is quite delicious."

"I smell it, I smell it!"

"Smell it here too!"

The soldiers quarreled, Jiang Long simply picked up the pot, and circled around in front of the surrounding soldiers, blowing with his mouth while circling.

The aroma in the pot was overflowing, and soon, the whole place was enveloped by the aroma.

Some soldiers had already begun to droole in disbelief, and many more couldn't keep their eyes off the cooking pot, and the saliva caused their throats to float up and down as they swallowed.

Cooked food, hot cooked food, is a luxury for the devils who have been marching for days, and it is even more a luxury for Han Feng and his party.

Especially in the battlefield behind enemy lines where the Japanese army may appear at any time, it is absolutely impossible to light a fire for cooking, and it is easy to attract the idea of ​​the Japanese army. Han Feng directly issued a military order early in the morning that no fire should be lit.

Then it is self-evident how attractive these two pots of fragrant cooked food are.

No. 300 people shared the rations of more than 20 people, so naturally it was impossible to fill their stomachs. At most, each person had a few sips of soup.

The soldiers lined up, and a few broken bowls were turning around in the crowd.

Each soldier didn't drink too much, the thick one was a little bit thin, he drank a few sips, and then left with his mouth full, with an expression of unfinished enjoyment on his face.

Two pots of soup, the devil originally just wanted to eat the food in it as lunch.

But when it came to Houyongtuan, there was not even a mouthful of soup left in the two pots at the end, and Guawa, the most unpromising, even poked his head into the pot, and licked the inexhaustible residue from the house into his mouth.

"You bastard, you are too shabby, you are so stupid, come out to me!" Jiang Long couldn't help cursing.

But when he looked up, the group of tattered warriors around looked at Guawa with envy.

Jiang Long: ...

"Why, you all want to stick your head in and lick it?"