The Japanese army was packing up most of their camps all day.

A burnt corpse was lifted out.

The little devil couldn't tell which corpse was from their commander.

Most of the little devils are full of frustration.

Of course not to be frustrated for their dead commanders.

Most of them are sad for this battle that can't see the end, because this is closely related to them.

The commander died, and he must not turn them as commanders.

The Japanese Command of the Japanese Army will definitely send new commanders to receive the troops.

This anxious battle is to make the Japanese army the most sad, because I don't know how many people to devour.

Will the new Japanese commanders save them from this anxious battle. It is still unknown.

Perhaps ... the new Japanese commander is not here to save, but will let more soldiers die without all corpses together.

What made Japanese soldiers the most unhappy was not their commanders were burned to death, nor was it difficult to identify their commanders from the burnt corpse.

But why did this fire not burned their combat materials?

All the officers of the command were killed. If the supplies were burned again, the Japanese army had to be withdrawn.

Although they defeated, they can survive.

Failure again and again is the easiest to be sober.

No matter how crazy it was, no matter how a tendon of the head, it would naturally turn back when it hit the south wall.

"The new commander will arrive in the morning tomorrow morning, followed, and the recharge and supplement to the recruits of our troops."

The news of the Japanese soldiers began to spread.

Sometimes the gossip is very accurate.

"Supplementary recruits? Just come to make up the number, the number of people who are alive, and the number of people who go to death." A Japanese army Cao sneered.

Fighting with Zhao Zhiguo's troops, the killing rate of recruits was terrible.

"There is no better than not, can't we let us be a cannon fodder?" A Japanese veteran said.

Without replenishment of recruits, the veterans have to go up to charge.

In the distance, a Japanese lieutenant came over, and the soldiers of the little devil stopped the discussion.

Lieutenant Japanese army just glanced at the soldiers who were looking at his soldiers, and did not ignore these soldiers.

The officers were high, in the sky, the Japanese soldiers lived in the mud.

Don't look at the level of Jun Cao and Lieutenant, but the officer is the officer, and the army Cao is the army Cao.

The internal level of the Japanese army cannot be leapfrog.

"A few of you, come with me! Tonight, you are responsible for the alert mission." Lieutenant Japanese commanded.

Jun Cao and a few little devils and veterans stood up. They wanted to ask why we want us.

But they still took the words back and chose to execute the command.

Xiao Guizi wanted to say a word to his uncle.

This task does not cause them to be casualties, but it is a bitter task.

Because the sky is about to be dark, they are going to ambush in front of the position of the Huaxia Army.

Ambush is not to fight, but to be responsible for alertness.

All night they were lying in the wild, preventing the Huaxia army from touching the position from the position, and launching an attack in front of their camps.

At night, the little devil was more nervous than Lu Zheng's troops.

The Japanese never admitted that they were not as good as the Chinese army in some ways, but at night, they did make them more nervous than during the day.

Several little devils and veterans complained that because tonight, they probably have difficulty sleeping all night.

At night, Cao Xinghua took the soldiers of the SARS to move closer to the large army.

No one knows that the SARC has successfully destroyed the Japanese command.

The war report was just reported truthfully, reporting the information they observed into the headquarters.

They did not see that the little devil commander was burned to death, so they would not write them into their reports.

The veterans fell asleep, and the recruits thought that they were like a hundred claws. Although the night was deep, the eyes were staring, which was bigger than the owl's eyes.

"In the evening, what do you turn around with your eyes? Waiting to scare people?" The sentinel kicked a recruit.

"How do you know that I didn't fall asleep?" The recruit was curious.

It seems that every veteran is like a god, and he can see every recruit without complexion without any secret.

"Sleeping people breathe different from you!" The veteran said, "If you can't sleep, you can come to the post."

The recruit was very excited. Today, when he arrived on the position, his vision was only trenches, the left is the trenches, the right was the trenches, the head lowered was the trenches, and the trenches were leaving only the trenches.

The environment of the trenches is poor. In order to improve the protection, some places are not comfortable.

Of course, if you want to live, you can't think of comfort.

The veteran squatted down, stretched out his hand, and pulled the recruit to his post.

When I came to the position, the recruits looked at the trenches for the first time.

The recruits wanted to see the scenery outside the trenches, but there was the darkness that was not worn.

There was still a moonlight last night, and the sky is as dark as ink.

"Night is not used to see, it is used to listen." The veteran said.

"Listen? But I can't hear anything."

The recruits raised their ears and listened carefully to the dark movement.

However, there was no sound in the darkness, and those who made the sound of ghosts made a sound.

"The sound of gunfire, the sound of artillery, the sound of breathing, the sound of the little devil soldiers climbed, even ... the sound of the owl!" The veteran lowered the sound.

"The sound of the owl?" The recruit was curious.

"The veterans of the little devil are very powerful. They will use various insects to call as the secret code of contact, and sometimes it is difficult to distinguish people."

The single soldiers of the Japanese veterans have high literacy. At night, they can also simulate a lot of sounds, and they can almost be faked.

The squad leader of a veteran once told the veteran that the veteran told another veteran that he had seen the sound of the Japanese soldiers simulating mice and recruited the owl.

"The sentiment is not allowed to speak, do you want to find death?"

Suddenly scolding, interrupted the dialogue between veterans and recruits.

The veteran shrinks his neck.

The whistle at night is the place that the enemy wants to know the most. The sound will be exposed to the position of the sentry. The Japanese scouts will feel it and kill them silently.

"Who asked you to go up and roll it down!"

It was the squad leader. In the evening, he was the most tiring one. He had to inspect the whistle from time to time.

In case there is a whistle sneaking, the whole class and even the whole night will move.

The recruits were afraid to return to the original position.

The veteran dare not speak, because he committed a taboo of the nightpow.

"If you can't sleep, do push -ups for me to make you have no strength."

Although I can't see the expression on the squad leader's face, the anger in the discourse can still be heard.

"Zhang Laosan, write me a check at dawn tomorrow."

"Old Ben, this is the front line. Paper and pens are harder to find than gold," the sentry said.
Chapter completed!