There was no time for Wu Fei to digest and understand Xiaotong's words, and followed Xiaole's footsteps and arrived at the battlefield of war.

Wu Fei was wondering before why the people in Ermashan did not eat them in one fell swoop when the Japanese puppet army attacked the Baishishan guerrillas. It turned out that it was because of the terrain in front of him. The battlefield in front of him was very narrow. Compared to the openness of the place just now, this place is more suitable for blocking. There is a small path between the two hills. If you want to pass here, there are only two ways, one forcibly pass, and the other for capturing two hills.

Wu Fei had almost zero military knowledge, but he quickly understood that the reason why the Baishishan guerrillas did not choose to defend this place was that their weapons and equipment were too simple and could not be defended at all. The previous small hills were wide open and concentrated on defending the troops were much stronger than the division of troops here. The Ermashan bandits had too much better weapons and equipment, and they were all veterans and had sufficient troops. If they blocked this hole and forced them from behind, they might be able to kill the Japanese puppet troops.

In fact, Wu Fei has not fully understood the main reason. The reason why the people in Ermashan did not launch a strong attack on the hill ahead is because they did not want to lose too much battle. They could not afford to lose too much ammunition, and even more so, these veterans.

The puppet army may still fantasize that they could save their lives by surrendering, so they would not give up their lives to attack, but the Japanese were different. They knew very well that if they could not fight, there would be only a dead end to them.

It is precisely for these reasons that what Wu Fei saw was not a real battlefield. The puppet soldiers hid like turtles. Most of the people who carried out strong attacks were Japanese soldiers. Although some puppet soldiers were involved in the attack by Japanese soldiers, they only accounted for a small number.

The heavy machine gun and the small cannon are both guarding two hills on the third head of the third head, and each has two light machine guns. This is also a situation that Wu Fei was puzzled. According to common sense, shouldn’t they put the most powerful firepower on the mountain? How could they put such a heavy iron lump behind the Japanese to participate in the pursuit? There were two small cannons behind them. What was the reason? Wu Fei didn’t know how to fight, but he still knew the most basic common sense. Even if he knew it himself, he didn’t believe that Mr. Guo and the second head of the third head of the third head would not know.

The Japanese's offensive was very fierce, and it was a complete battle to win the lives of their lives. This made Han Qi, the second leader who blocked the Japanese's way out, complain and scolded the third leader who had not arrived in his heart.

To Han Qi's surprise, just when he felt very difficult, the first person to attack the Japanese was the Baishishan guerrillas. The broken battle flag fluttered in the wind behind the Japanese, which not only calmed the hearts of the bandits who were struggling to guard the two hills, but also made the Japanese attacking them lose their last bit of combat power, especially when the small cannons and heavy machine guns brought by the Santa Gang were sounded, which made them feel even more desperate.

The puppet soldiers began to kneel down and surrender with their guns. A few Japanese with unstable will also surrender. Seeing that the situation was going to go, the Japanese lieutenant led the team took out the turtle box, put it in his mouth, and pulled the gun to himself.

Wu Fei thought that he could fire two shots when he went to the battlefield, but before he could find a suitable target, the battle was over.

"Wu Fei, you should be happy. You killed an enemy with your own hands and owned your own gun. Why are you still worried?" Xiaotong found Wu Fei's depression and asked.

"Why are these Japanese devils unbeatable?" Wu Fei muttered, his face full of unhappiness.

"Come on, we have taken a big advantage, what else do you want?" Xiaotong gave him a blank look and continued: "I feel very lucky to win this time so easily. You still think the Japanese are not fighting. Oh, if you saw the scene of crying in the mountain village, you wouldn't speak like this."

Wu Fei certainly understood what Xiaotong said. He had experienced this kind of pain personally. Xiao Si's death and Sister Ping's death have not yet subsided. If the battle is really hard and hard, the families of the soldiers who have filled their lives will not bear less pain than themselves.

When Xiaotong said this, Xiaole also listened from the side. When he saw Xiaotong, he looked kind and nodded frequently. On the other hand, Wu Fei was glaring, obviously very dissatisfied with him.

Wu Fei complained just because he didn't kill a Japanese man with his own hands and had no other thoughts. However, in the eyes of others, he became a selfish villain. This was something he had not expected. He was unwilling to refute in front of Xiaotong and Xiaole, so he had to walk away with a wry smile and go to Mr. Guo.

"I am fighting hard and holding my brothers to block the Japanese. Why do we get 30% of the battlefield in Ermashan? I don't agree if I say it out loud."

Before Wu Fei could get close, he heard the second in command, Han Qi, whispering there, and his words were very excited.

"Second, how much effort did you have? If the Baishishan guerrillas had not dragged the Japanese down, where would you pick up this fruit?"

Wu Fei heard it very clearly. This was what Mr. Guo said. He had never seen Mr. Guo take the initiative to participate in Ermashan affairs. Now it is rare that he had a verbal conflict with the second leader to him. Why did they quarrel? With this question, Wu Fei walked over quickly.

A little far away from them were guarding Erma Mountain and Baishi Mountain, but when Wu Fei walked over, the people on both sides were not stopping him, which made him very strange.

"Drag the Japanese to drag down the Japanese? Humph, if we don't come to rescue, I'm afraid they have been eaten up by the Japanese long ago. How can they have any face to grab these spoils from Ermashan?"

Although Han Qi's words were talking to Mr. Guo, the indirect words pointed to the man who carried the knife.

Even a man can't stand this kind of sarcasm, let alone the bloody men of the Baishishan guerrillas. The one who carried the knife immediately said, "Brother Guo, we have the heart to be kind." After he hugged Mr. Guo, he faced Han Qi and said, "The Baishishan guerrillas did help the heroes of Ermashan this time. Don't worry, Han, I, Mr. Wu and the comrades of the Baishishan guerrillas, will repay you this kindness." After saying that, he shouted to everyone who was resting not far away, "Let's go."

"Captain Wu, wait." Mr. Guo was still blocking him. "We, the leader of Han, are so petty. Please don't be surprised. It's not too late to leave after listening to the words."

After stopping the captain Wu, Mr. Guo glared at Han Qi fiercely and cursed in a low voice: "Short-eyed, Han Qi, when can you change your personality? A little bit of a fucking profit will make you so greedy!"

"Master Guo, it's not that Han is stingy. This is all for the brothers' hard work. How can you easily get a favor from outsiders?" Han Qi was not angry when he was scolded, but just returned his mouth.
Chapter completed!