The Japanese officer wearing only the guard team rolled down the stairs and knocked the gun in his hand. Although the gun did not hit Wu Fei and Uncle Guo, it exploded the entire quiet night sky.

Dachun had been unable to hold back and had never heard the gunshots, which made him anxious. Although Uncle Guo and Wu Fei and others were from Ermashan, they were friends he respected and willing to make. Putting aside this, they had the kindness of giving away food, borrowing grain and weapons to the Baishishan guerrillas.

As soon as he heard gunfire sounds from the watchtower, he immediately led the people from Baishishan to start a feint attack. The four strings of flames spit out by the four machine guns, plus the sound of more than fifty rifles, made the Japanese in the watchtower immediately stunned. There were about ten people in total, and they had to guard against the crisis inside the watchtower and faced fierce attacks from the outside. No matter how high their military qualities were, they immediately became panicked. While the sergeant organized several machine guns to fight back, the remaining Japanese soldiers were guarding the stairs. He shook the telephone frantically, wanting to ask for help from the surrounding watchtowers and the county town's Tsubasa as soon as possible. However, Uncle Guo had already prepared for a long time, and the telephone line had been cut off. Even if the Japanese military officers shaking their hands, it would be impossible to contact the outside.

Xiaole and Xiaotong were not as anxious as Dachun, but they were a little worried about the third leader. This guy was originally arranged to be with Dachun and the others, but he refused to do a "boring" job like attracting firepower and not strong attacks. He followed Uncle Guo and Wu Fei and others. In desperation, Uncle Guo had to let him follow Xiaole and Xiaotong, calling it protection Xiaole.

He had to obey this excuse because he was Xiaole's father's old subordinate after all, and for them, Xiaole's safety is more important than their lives.

But after waiting for a while, his turbulent heart could no longer be suppressed. He sneaked away on the excuse of going for convenience. Why didn't Xiaole know what he was thinking, but he couldn't stop him, so he had to watch him touch the other side of the watchtower.

As soon as the gunshot sounded, Xiaole and Xiao Tonggan's first thing was to knock out the two searchlights on the roof of the watchtower. No one asked them to do this. However, after following Uncle Guo for so long, he naturally knew how to make the most advantageous choice based on the form on the battlefield.

As soon as the searchlight went out, the surrounding area of ​​the watchtower became much darker. Although there were stars in the sky, it was not the kind of night where you couldn't see your fingers. Without the light of the searchlight, you couldn't see the surroundings, especially the hiding position of Dachun and others.

The shooting holes of the watchtower were filled with machine guns, and most of the bullets fired were dragged into the darkness with long tracer. The scene of the shooting between the two sides was very beautiful, like a fireworks party ignited on the spot, but this performance was extremely dangerous and expensive. Although it was beautiful, no one would pay attention to and admire it.

The knife that Uncle Guo threw was stabbing the Japanese in the abdomen, which was not fatal. However, the Japanese officer, who was not sure whether he was stupid or wanted to be tough, actually pulled the knife out with his hand. A stream of blood suddenly gushed out of the wound, and he couldn't hold it down. He wanted to press the wound with one hand and shoot with the other hand, so the velocity was naturally not much better. He even fired a few bullets and failed to hurt Wu Fei and Uncle Guo. Instead, Wu Fei found an opportunity to bully him. The bayonet raised and the cold light flashed by, and then sent the Japanese to meet his great god Amaterasu.

The place where the Japanese fell was at the stairs. After Wu Fei killed the Japanese, he felt danger before he turned around. The training these days played a key role. He rolled to the side in place and heard two gunshots in his ears at the same time. The gunshots were fired by the Japanese upstairs. The bullets hit the floor tiles, splashing several sparks, and scattered stones flew down on Wu Fei's face and arms, and there was a slight pain.

When Uncle Guo saw Wu Fei killing the fallen Japanese, he had no time to stop or remind him. However, he was within the attack range of the Japanese upstairs. If he was not careful, he would be attacked by the Japanese. Fortunately, after the kid succeeded, he immediately rolled sideways away from the range. However, the two shots still made Uncle Guo's heart tense up and asked, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay!" Wu Fei replied, getting up and approaching Uncle Guo. The location where he attacked the puppet army was close to the door. When he killed the Japanese, the remaining puppet army all escaped. However, Uncle Guo blocked several puppet soldiers. He did not have the kindness of Wu Fei and had been trying to kill him. After seeing that there was no way to escape, the puppet army became determined to resist. No matter how good the skills of Uncle Guo was, he could not use it in a small space. Although he would not miss the move, he was still in danger.

After Wu Fei joined the battle group, he immediately reduced the pressure on Uncle Guo. However, he did not kill him like Uncle Guo. Instead, he drove the two puppet troops opposite him out of the watchtower. They all escaped so many times. Do you still care about running two more? Wu Fei was not unable to kill the Chinese, but could not attack these puppet troops who were guilty of death. If the traitor who stood opposite him was the provincial capital who led the devils to kill Xiao Si's mother, he would have taken his life without hesitation.

Not only that, after driving out the two puppet troops, he also stopped Uncle Guo, who was about to kill another puppet army, and was completely unafraid of Uncle Guo's glare.

"You are so kind, and one day you will suffer a great loss because of your kindness." Although Uncle Guo was very angry at Wu Fei's obstruction, he still did not get angry with Wu Fei, but just sighed.

Wu Fei was about to explain why he had let these puppet troops go, but he heard a few jingling sounds coming from the stairs, as if a few things were rolling down the wooden stairs.

Wu Fei turned his head to see what was rolling down, but Uncle Guo pulled him and ran out the door. The moment he stepped out of the door frame, he was pulled and knocked to the ground by Uncle Guo.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom."

Four consecutive explosions sounded inside the bunker. The sound was not particularly loud, but Wu Fei already understood what the sound was. Several grenades rolled down from the stairs. He remembered it very clearly. Uncle Guo once told him that he must not underestimate the Japanese grenades. Although the movement is not as large as the grenades, the lethality is far greater than that of the grenades. After the explosion, dozens of shrapnel will burst out, and there is a nickname called "Forty-Eight Petals".

"Damn it, I almost capsized the gutter, and the Japanese grenades were suffocated to death." Uncle Guo climbed up from the ground, patted the dust on his body, and cursed at the same time.

"You two raised your hands and knelt on the ground."

Wu Fei had just joined hands and heard the loud voice of the Sanding House. He looked around and saw that at the side of the guardhouse not far away, the guy was pointing at him and Uncle Guo with a short gun in his hand. In front of the Sanding House, there were more than a dozen naked puppet troops kneeling, and they were the people who escaped from the bunker.

"Kneel down and you are dead."

Uncle Guo cursed loudly, and was irritated by the Japanese with grenades. He was furious. The third leader was intimidated, which made him angry. He picked up a stone from the ground and threw it at the guy.
Chapter completed!