Zhou Weiguo, lurking in the dark, is like a cheetah, quietly waiting for the prey to automatically send him to the door. \ Zhou Weiguo has not been on the battlefield for a long time, no matter who it is, he will persuade him, the son of a daughter, to sit down.
He is the commander of a division, and there are naturally soldiers who go desperately on the battlefield, if he is really needed as a division commander to go up and fight hard, it means that the independent division has reached the critical point of life and death, and at that time, no one will stop him.
Zhou Weiguo disagrees with this statement, everyone's life is the same in his opinion, no matter which soldier is his comrade-in-arms.
Otherwise, he would not have been swept away by the turbulence and came to this world in order to save an ordinary warrior.
If everyone else can go to the battlefield, why can't he, the division commander, go to the battlefield?
The people of this era still have some concepts of superiority and inferiority to a greater or lesser extent, of course, it should be more.
Zhou Weiguo held the gun, his heart was hot, how long has it been hooked the corners of his mouth, and the distant firelight was reflected in Zhou Weiguo's dark eyes, and then, Zhou Weiguo slowly pressed the trigger.
A "bang" gunshot woke up the Japanese squad that was carnivaling on the bonfire, and the devil who was hit fell straight down.
Liu Gao lay beside Zhou Weiguo, not to be outdone, and also fired a shot, and then a devil fell down in response.
The campfire was burning, and the devil's goal was too obvious.
Zhou Weiguo didn't stop, continued to change a target, pressed the trigger, "bang" Liu Gao didn't stop, and then shot, "bang" It wasn't until four devils fell that the other devils reacted and "the enemy attacked and hidden" Of course, when the four devils fell, Zhou Weiguo and Liu Gao each fired two shots, and only a few seconds passed.
Zhou Weiguo saw that the devil was prostrate on the spot, without any other action, and continued to change a target without any drag.
The campfire was still burning.
"Bang" It wasn't until this gunshot that anyone reacted, and the fire was "extinguished" The "extinguishing the fire" soldier was flustered, and quickly reacted, picked up the dirt next to him and threw it into the fire.
The bonfire was unwilling to smoke white, and finally went out.
Of course, before he was killed, Zhou Weiguo fired two more shots and took the lives of the two devils.
At this time, of the 13 devils in this squad, only 4 people were left who had been sniped by Liu Gao and Zhou Weiguo.
Once the fire is extinguished, the conditions of both sides are equal.
It's just that Zhou Weiguo and Liu Gao adapted to the darkness faster, and in addition, Zhou Weiguo clearly remembered the location of the remaining four devils, so Zhou Weiguo still didn't stop shooting.
"Bang" a shot.
A pile of liquid spilled on the Devil Army Cao.
Before the devil army saw the enemy, he was afraid.
They all extinguished the fire, but why could the enemy still aim at the splash on his face, it could only be blood, "Yalu" Devil Jun Cao's tone trembled a little, "Everyone, concentrate on me" "Captain."
"Captain."
Two slight voices were heard.
The devil army Cao simply regretted it, why did they stop here to bury the pot and cook Isn t it good to find a village now it's okay it hasn't been a minute before he has a small team of 13 people left only 3 "While shooting forward, suppressing the fire, and retreating" It didn't take much time, but the devil soldier Cao still made a decision, because if he didn't make a decision, he was afraid that he would not be able to make a decision again.
But soon, he felt a pain in his head, and then there seemed to be a gunshot in his ears, and he didn't know anything.
The remaining two devils of the "captain" are not just afraid, but deeply afraid of what kind of enemy they are facing, and they can still aim in the dark and it seems that they have never missed "Run" One of them got up and stumbled backwards, while the other hurried to follow.
Zhou Weiguo hooked the corners of his mouth, he didn't mean to leave these two people, there are some things, someone always has to pass on the word.
He just wanted to tell the Japanese that he Zhou Weiguo was here.
Some things, some hatred, need to be resolved quickly.
"Master, you're shooting too fast."
Liu Gao had some small complaints, following Zhou Weiguo's side, he learned a lot, but he also deeply realized the gap between him and Zhou Weiguo.
"Let's go, go get some hot food."
Zhou Weiguo smiled, "I think the devil should have made some soup." ” "Yes" So, Zhou Weiguo stood up, patted the dirt and went to the place where the devil was just now, for a few days, Zhou Weiguo and Liu Gao had not eaten properly, although the two were not hungry "Yo, it's still chicken soup" Liu Gao lit the bonfire again, at this time, they were not afraid of any devils nearby, within a radius of ten miles, they had all paid attention, there was only this one devil squad.
Zhou Weiguo smiled, took two bowls, and filled the soup.
Then handed Liu Gao a bowl.
For Liu Gao, Zhou Weiguo is the division commander and is high, although after getting along during this time, he found that this division commander is very talkative, and it can be seen that Zhou Weiguo made soup for himself, and he was still very moved.
The soldiers of this era, most of them, were very rustic.
If you treat him well, he will pay you back ten.
"Thank you, Master."
Liu Gao took it, the soup was still a little hot, but it didn't prevent Liu Gao from swallowing it.
Zhou Weiguo smiled and began to drink, for the past few days, he has eaten things like canned compressed biscuits, which are indeed a little dry.
In addition, the weather is hot, and the body is really not very comfortable.
After taking a sip, Zhou Weiguo tasted the miso, and frowned slightly, Zhou Weiguo continued to drink, at this time, he had no way to find fault.
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Some people like Japanese miso very much.
But Zhou Weiguo happens to be the kind he doesn't like.
Chicken soup chicken soup, of course, it can't just be soup, there will also be chicken.
"Master, the devil also made rice" Liu Gao found fragrant rice from the pot on the ground, and immediately exclaimed, how long had he not eaten a good meal "Put it on."
Zhou Weiguo hurriedly finished the soup and handed the bowl to Liu Gao.
"Yes" Liu Gao was very happy that Zhou Weiguo could tell him something, so he quickly loaded a bowl of rice for Zhou Weiguo.
Zhou Weiguo took a pair of chopsticks from a slightly flat stone prepared on the side, to be honest, without him and Liu Gao, this team of devils would have enjoyed this dinner well.
Zhou Weiguo is a southerner, an authentic southerner.
When the white rice was eaten, Zhou Weiguo felt that it was better than anything else, and it was simply delicious in the world.
Of course, it's not that he can't get food, but it's troublesome.
Collecting firewood, lighting fires, washing rice, cooking, everything is a bit troublesome.
Zhou Weiguo gulped the rice, and then fished some chicken from the pot from time to time, thinking of the famous chicken soup and rice in later generations, and ate it faster
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