The monks and the others were anxious, and they didn't care about it, and they all rode their horses and rushed towards the Japanese team.

However, as soon as they approached, they were shooting from the Japanese who survived the chaos. As the monk's horse neighed in pain, he threw it out, and several other soldiers also reacted. After shooting and killing the Japanese who had shot before, he quickly turned his head and hurriedly hurriedly hurriedly towards the hillside on one side to hide.

"Damn it, the Japanese!" The monk who fell to the ground in a mess and rolled his soul on the spot hurriedly dodged into the grass beside the road.

At the same time, the Japanese who reacted all pointed their guns at Wang Zhilong, who had already killed the Japanese team.

Bang bang bang bang... Amid the dense gunshots, the horse under Wang Zhilong was first shot and fell down, jumped to the horse, and then stopped. Wang Zhilong, who was short and then dodged the bullets, pretended to be embarrassed and rolled on the ground, and swung his hand a few grenades and flew out like a flower. When the Japanese were panic, they flexibly turned over and flipped behind the hillside.

Boom... Almost at the same time, Wang Zhilong's fall had exploded one after another. It was obvious that the Japanese also threw grenades while using their guns.

Immediately afterwards, several grenades flew out from behind the hillside, and the mortar positions and heavy machine guns that the Japanese had just set up were all blown up.

After throwing the grenade, Wang Zhilong hurriedly cat-chested from the back of the hillside and quickly headed towards the place where the monk and the others were. As soon as he ran over, Wang Zhilong saw the monk Wei who was also running out of the valley in a mess. He couldn't help but grab him and greet the other soldiers of the investigation squad who were leading the horse: "Didn't you say you won't come? Just cause trouble for me! Hurry up, leave quickly!"

While talking, Wang Zhilong and the monk got on the horses of the warriors, and quickly left alone or in one or two.

Originally, Wang Zhilong wanted to use Zhutian Warehouse to teach Yamazaki Brigade a lesson and kill more Japanese devils. However, after delaying the monks and the others, some of his methods were not good. Although he killed a lot of Japanese devils this time and destroyed some machine guns and mortars of Yamazaki Brigade, it did not hurt his vitality in the end. Wang Zhilong didn't bother to kill Yamazaki Brigade's captain Yamazaki Yehei.

"Bageyalu!" The old boy Yamazaki was so angry that he felt very embarrassed. He cursed and urged the team to pursue him.

On the way to retreat, Wang Zhilong, who had a sudden inspiration, ordered the monks to leave and let the ambush in the direction of the arsenal, while he was alone in another direction, trying to attract the Japanese to divide their troops.

However, Yamazaki Yehei seemed to have noticed his intention, and just divided two teams to chase him, and the large group of people was still chasing the monk and the others.

"Damn it, Yamazaki is quite smart," Wang Zhilong, who found that only two teams were chasing him, cursing inwardly, was too lazy to run away, turned his head and met him, and flipped his hand and took out a machine gun and shot it at the two Japanese teams of twenty or thirty people, easily destroying them all. As for the bullets shot by the Japanese, they disappeared out of thin air within three meters of the area around Wang Zhilong.

Wang Zhilong, who had his heart moved and collected the Japanese equipment, rushed towards the Yamazaki Brigade, who was heading towards the arsenal again. After seeing Yamazaki Brigade from afar, he continued to greet him with grenades and the Japanese Grenade's melon grenades...

Yamazaki's brigade, which was on fire behind his butt, naturally wanted to solve his worries first, but after sending someone to kill him, he didn't even see a ghost. Wang Zhilong had already disappeared without a trace.

After riding a horse and returning from the path, Wang Zhilong, who met with Kong Dongming and the others, waited with them for the Japanese to enter the mine formation after Kong Dongming's complaints.

The two platoons of soldiers from the arsenal brought a lot of landmines, and they were buried on the only way for the Japanese to go to the arsenal. In addition, the monks and the others fled here, which made the Japanese confirm that the Eighth Route Army's big troop was here. Not only did they choose not to avoid their edge, they took the initiative to kill them.

No matter how elite troops were, they had no good tricks to face the mine array. After some casualties, Yamazaki Brigade was naturally stopped by the mine array and began to send engineers to clear mines. But they had just spent time to discharge some mines and were a little impatient to wait. Wang Zhilong, who was quietly approaching the past, threw a sweet melon grenade, detonated the thunders, and sent several engineers to the sky together.

Yamazaki Yoshihei was so angry that he cursed from behind, not carving out time to clear mines, so he directly asked the mortar team to bomb with shells, which consumed a lot of shells and detonated all the mines in the minefield ahead.

"Yamazaki is really willing to do anything!" After seeing this scene, Wang Zhilong couldn't help but murmur with a squinting eyes. He locked Yamazaki Yehei, who raised his assistant knife and ordered him to continue moving forward. He pulled the bolt of the rifle in his hand and pointed the muzzle at his chest.

Bang... With a crisp gunshot, Yamazaki Yehei, who was in the Japanese marching team, suddenly widened his eyes and fell down straight. A Japanese slut who was caught off guard was almost pierced by the bayonet in Yamazaki Yehei's hand. He suddenly stopped and stuck out his butt and looked very funny.

As soon as Yamazaki Yehei died, a riot suddenly occurred in the Japanese team. However, the riots also caused the entire Yamazaki brigade to share the same hatred as several squadron leaders ordered to shoot at the direction where Wang Zhilong was located. It has to be said that the Japanese's military qualities are indeed good. When the commander died, they did not cause too much riots.

However, Wang Zhilong, who threw out a few grenades again before leaving, still caused many casualties to the Japanese. The squadron leader who was the first to order fire was directly sent to the West by a grenade.

Boom... Boom... Boom... Wang Zhilong retreated all the way along the hillside, and sometimes a grenade was thrown out, causing fireworks to spread in the Japanese marching team, and explosions and screams came one after another!

"Damn it, can you still fight the Japanese like this?" A platoon leader of the Eighth Route Army ambushed behind the hillside in the distance couldn't help but stare in amazement when he saw this scene: "It is said that the commander of the Independent Regiment Li Yunlong is very good at fighting, but I see that his soldiers are like heavenly soldiers descending to earth. Hey, hey!"

At this moment, the Japanese were also offended and wanted to climb over the hillside to chase Wang Zhilong. But Wang Zhilong ran fast and used his footwork and body technique. Although he did not have internal strength to assist, he quickly threw the Japanese away with his extraordinary physical fitness. As for the bullets shot by the Japanese, even if they were shot correctly, they were taken away by Zhutian Warehouse after approaching Wang Zhilong, and they could not hurt Wang Zhilong at all.

Boom... Boom... Immediately afterwards, the Japanese mortars also exerted force, and shells flew over the hillside and exploded. One of them was even a few meters away from Wang Zhilong. Wang Zhilong was so scared that he couldn't help but feel his scalp numb, and he almost subconsciously wanted to put it in the warehouse of Zhutians.

He hurriedly jumped to dodge. Wang Zhilong was already feeling a wave of heat coming in mid-air. He was shocked and felt a sense of heat in his body. He felt a sense of heat and discomfort in his throat.

"Squad Leader! Lao Wang, are you okay?" Seeing Wang Zhilong running back and falling into the temporarily dug trench. Especially when he noticed the blood on the corner of his mouth, Kong Dongming couldn't help but nervously stepped forward to support him and asked.

Wang Zhilong, who was leaning against the side, waving his hands, grinned and said, "No... it's okay! The Japanese mortars are... so amazing!"
Chapter completed!