The despicable and shameless Chinese people would only use these shameful tricks to not dare to fight face to face with the imperial warriors. The Japanese squadron leader looked at the mountain angrily and put away his saber with anger.

A Japanese man whose face was blown by a mine fell to the ground and moaned, "It hurts, my eyes can't see!" A Japanese man whose neck artery was broken by a rock shot from a shot was bleeding, and he seemed to be unable to survive. The other seven or eight wounded men were either bleeding from their heads or were injured on their bodies, but they were not in danger of their lives.

The sudden cold gun did not cause any harm to the Japanese, but the attack of landmines had a great impact on the Japanese, because they had never tasted this kind of taste. They suffered such losses without even seeing the shadow of the enemy clearly, which was an infuriating thing in any case.

But now there is no extra time to search and suppress the enemy. The Japanese target is the site of the Western Hebei Military and Political School. When they implement the combat plan, they are often very persistent and stubborn, and of course they are rigid and rigid. The Japanese are vicious. They escorted more than a dozen Min Yi who were forced to capture from behind the team. Min Yi was forced by the sharp bayonets and vicious eyes behind him, and they tugged forward with their teeth.

Fortunately, I came to Shili Village and never encountered the roar of landmines again. This made the Japanese confirm that the attack just now was just harassment from the "little guerrillas" and could not hinder their actions at all.

But the Japanese in Shili Village still had to enter. They did not want to rush the road with wounds, but also wanted to occupy this place as a stronghold to ensure the safety of the retreat and supply lines. Because the road was severely damaged, it was completely beyond the expectations of the Japanese. The cars could not be used. Relying on the temporary rush of people, the Japanese had faced considerable difficulties in their mobility and logistics supply.

The Japanese brigade continued to advance, and a small team of Japanese soldiers began to attack Shili Village. First, they fired machine guns, but there was no reaction in the village. The Japanese tentatively entered the village. After a meal, the Japanese squad leader received a report: There were no people in the village, and the troops could enter.

The Japanese devils entered the village, wearing grassy military uniforms, red eyes like hungry beasts, moving everywhere on the streets and under the roofs of the narrow village. Bang, bang! Bang! Bang, bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang on the ground with leather boots mixed with the sound of stomping on the ground, hahaha, and bursts of wolves howling laughter burst out from time to time.

The Japanese were running around in the village, destroying everything that could be destroyed. Although there were not many things left in the village that could be smashed, this could vent their animalistic psychology and the depression of being attacked.

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In the mountains and forests, Meng Youtian and the militia were getting closer and closer to his home. He frowned slightly, worried about seeing the thick smoke and fire in the distance.

"Secret, hide quickly." Meng Youtian suddenly waved his hands anxiously and urged the mule to run into the woods.

Everyone didn't know what was going on, they looked at each other, nervously picked up their guns, and followed Meng Youtian into the forest.

Buzzing, as the sound became louder, a plane flew over from the top of the mountain, circled around for a while, and flew away again.

Meng Youtian pointed to the direction where the plane disappeared and said, "I have told you about the Japanese devils' plane before. When I see it, I will hide in the woods or some other place. If there is no place to hide in the open space, then lie down on the ground."

Suddenly, a few pieces of white paper floated over the top of his head along the wind. Meng Youtian looked at him strangely, not knowing what it was. One piece floated to Wang Renyi's feet. He picked it up and said strangely: "Hey, where did this come from? Was it thrown by the Japanese plane?"

Everyone gathered around and saw a piece of paper two inches wide and three inches long. The front words were written with the words "Submission Ticket" written on it. Then look at the reverse. A Chinese man was waving and holding a "Submission Ticket" in his hands. A Japanese devil raised his thumb and spit out a circle in his mouth, which read "Big Good People".

Wang Renyi was annoyed by the ugly scene. He tore the ticket in half along the Japanese head on the painting, folded it up and tore it into pieces on the left and right, throwing it on the ground, stepping on a few more steps in disrespect.

Meng Youtian smiled faintly. The Japanese still knew how to engage in political offensives. Unfortunately, they were already the image of demons and monsters in the hearts of the people, and it was not easy to change.

When it was getting dark, the militia led by Meng Youtian and Qiangzi and others got together. I learned a lot about the situation in the village and knew that about a dozen Japanese soldiers occupied Shili Village, which was a squad of troops. In addition, there should be some Japanese soldiers injured.

More than a dozen Japanese devils, Meng Youtian narrowed his eyes. The hatred for the Japanese devils was a hatred, but he had to admit their military skills. If the Japanese squad had a strong military force in the field, it would be difficult for a regular army to eat it. However, although Meng Youtian attached importance to the military technology of the Japanese, his fear of the Japanese was not as strong as the people at that time. He wanted to play tricks, but he would not be so stupid as to attack the village.

In order to understand the situation more specifically, Meng Youtian asked Xiaoquan to take two people to the village, observe carefully, and explain the focus of the observation according to his own ideas.

The Japanese cut down many trees around Shili Village, and used these trees to form semicircular deer forts at the entrance of the village, which was to put the whole tree down, with the trees facing inward and branches facing outward, forming an insurmountable obstacle. The entrance in the middle was guarded by sentries, and the bonfires that were caged there from a distance at night.

The Japanese all shrank into the village. Xiaoquan and his two people came to a place very close to the village, and even saw the sparkling fires on the street. Relying on the familiar road, they came to the woods southeast of the village. This woods are familiar to them. They often come here to rest and enjoy the cool air in summer, and have also trained here.

But now this place has become the control area of ​​the Japanese. During the day, the Japanese still cut trees and carried firewood here. When it was dark, the Japanese left here. Therefore, when the militia were on guard, they felt a mysterious feeling in their hearts.

Xiao Quan climbed up a big tree like a monkey and sat on the high branches. He took out Meng Youtian's monocular lens from his arms and looked into the village. He silently recorded the bright spots in the village. He even saw the ghost sentry huddled his neck and paced beside the fire at the entrance of the village.

After the reconnaissance, Xiao Quan and two militiamen sneaked back and rushed to report the situation to Meng Youtian.
Chapter completed!