Five years ago, the material nylon was invented and entered the World Expo.

Nylon ropes are tough and elastic. They were first mainly used for paratrooper ropes. After the production was large, they were used to tie the canvas on train boxes.

As guerrillas continued to attack the railway, this new material gradually flowed into the mountains.

Three Japanese corpses were thrown into the bushes, and the smell of blood was still spreading in the air.

As the hunters continued to move, several wooden sticks that were originally used to explore the path were quickly tied to the rare nylon rope!

Hunting bows quickly appeared in the hands of guerrillas.

When shooting at close range, the hunting bow naturally could not compare to the shell gun. Out of confidence in his team members' skills, the guerrilla captain thought that he would have to keep the "main force" on the cliff escape road from being discovered by the enemy. In the bushes under the moonlight, the ambush party completely took the lead, so he still chose to let his subordinates use cold weapons!

The seven people gathered together and muttered for a long time, as if they were going to discuss the constitution before hunting...

Soon, seven black shadows spread out near a rock that was slightly protruding from the cliff.

Hearing the strange screams of the Japanese scout before his death, a trio appeared in the moonlight.

This time, the Japanese did not divide their troops. The firepower group and two combat groups followed by the trio were pressing forward without hesitation under the command of the sergeant.

The mountain road close to the cliff is narrow. In order to prevent the grenade from being thrown away, the groups are more than ten meters away.

The sound of dead branches on the ground and the sound of the soles of the shoes constantly rubbing against the ground, mixed with the low whistle of the mountain wind.

Soon, the ghost vanguard was extremely nervous and looked forward with a nervous look against the stone wall protruding from the cliff. The moon was down the mountain wall and the bushes seemed to be moving.

Immediately, he rushed forward with a rifle, and the two Japanese behind him immediately followed.

"Ah..." A strange cry suddenly sounded in the mountain stream.

A sharpened small tree trunk was bright red, and emerged from the back of the leading Japanese vanguard.

"Be careful, there is a trap..." Seeing that the leading companion fell, the Japanese immediately warned calmly.

Whoosh...

A rough wooden arrow flew out from a dark place where the moonlight shone, and quickly drilled into the roaring Japanese eye socket...

The man didn't even have time to scream and immediately fell to the ground.

Then, a spear suddenly flashed in the dead branches and leaves on the bushes next to it, heading straight to the throat of the last vanguard trio.

The third Japanese, who had already been in high spirits, quickly raised his gun to block the attack. The well-trained man reacted very quickly, and the gun body immediately hit the spear body. It seemed a pity that he was still half a beat slower.

Instead, he stabbed his throat and pulled the sharp spear tip horizontally at the rapidly rotating flat spear tip, and the sharp spear blade directly cut through half of his neck.

A bloody rain splashed directly.

Only the only thing left was the "Ah" scream that had just come out of his mouth but stopped suddenly, alarmed the night birds in the mountain stream.

In just a moment, the firepower team followed behind and turned around the stone wall. Seeing the vanguards in front of them one after another, the leading sergeant no longer hesitated. At this time, he no longer cared about the strict orders before departure. He immediately pulled the bolt with his rifle, and the machine gunner next to him even pulled the machine gun bolt on his head.

The companions in front blocked the shooting world. The well-trained Japanese did not shoot randomly. They began to trot forward, staring at the beast's eyes and looking for the target vigilantly. The rifle machine gun is ready to fire at any time...

Whoosh swish swish swish...

Three arrows with leaves at the tails flew out again from the darkness under the moonlight.

Bang...bang...

The two Japanese infantrymen carrying rifles finally shot into the darkness before the arrow penetrated into the throat.

In the darkness opposite, two strange screams immediately came.

The two Japanese who fired the gun followed with a short and strange scream.

The third arrow shot quickly on the high-profile magazine of the Type 96 machine gun held by the Japanese machine gunner.

The machine gunner at the end of the trio was about to hold the fire, but saw the two companions in front shaking left and right, still completely blocking his shooting range. He quickly lay on the ground and set up the machine gun, shouting tactical phrase: "Doop..."

The two companions did not dodge as he wished, but the sound of breaking through the air suddenly appeared in the bushes on the side of the road.

A big black knife slashed at his neck.

In an instant, the machine gunner who turned his head seemed to see a headless body rotating, and a ball of flame flashed out of the machine gun in his hand, and the bullet seemed to hit his forehead...

Twist...

The unique sound of the Type 96 light machine gun sounded a three-point shot, blew a head, and then... there was no movement.

A figure jumped out of the bushes, lifted the machine gun and shook his body left and right, running southward.

A few short figures jumped out of the bushes next to them, quickly plundering all the things on the corpse.

Soon, several black shadows carried the wounded people who were injured before their death by the Japanese infantry, avoided the trap on the ground and disappeared at another corner of the mountain wall under the moonlight.

The Japanese soldiers following behind him, led a group of subordinates to turn over the protruding mountain wall and only saw the six corpses left on the ground.

There were fifteen people in a class, and six died in less than half an hour. The three who set out first... It is probably too rare!

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A guerrilla, with two fools carrying the prisoners on their shoulders, on one side there was a cliff and bushes on the other side, walked for a long time, but couldn't find a suitable place.

Hearing gunfire from behind, he looked at a platform protruding from the cliff next to him, and he was really helpless, and his eyes rolled: "Idiot, hurry up and carry this guy on, and then throw this guy down..."

The second fool was in a stubborn mind, so he had no excitement about the battle that happened later, and he didn't even think about what the gunshots were behind him.

Hearing his companion say this, the second fool didn't hesitate at all. He directly held the prisoner on his shoulder with one hand, climbed up along the slightly gentle cliff wall, and made an idea to push the guerrillas hard down. The two finally brought the prisoner to a platform five or six meters high.

"Oh, throw that enemy down..." The guerrilla who slipped down said with his head raised and quickly dodged to the side.

The second fool nodded, raised the prisoner on his shoulders to his head, and used his hands to throw Jun Cao down directly...

As the sound of thorns breaking in the bushes and being overwhelmed, the Japanese soldiers were thrown into the bushes.

After being stabbed into the body by countless spikes, the Japanese soldiers slowly woke up...

Shaking his head, he realized that he was lying in the bushes under the moonlight...

My mind is still a little confused. What's going on?

"Oh, you idiot, I asked you to throw him on this stone and kill him. Why are you throwing it so far?" The guerrillas below had a black line: "What are you still standing there? Come down quickly... Come again..."

The sergeant slowly woke up and remembered what happened before he was stunned.

Suddenly, a figure was pulling his body, tied up, into the bushes. He subconsciously opened his mouth to ask who it was, and then he felt that his mouth was blocked by a ball of stinky cloth.

The sergeant was experienced and immediately reacted and continued to pretend to be dead, but his mind was quickly thinking about ways to escape.

My hands and feet were tied up by mountain vines, and there was no way to break free!

These two took them...climbing a mountain?

As the person carrying him was held up with his hands, he realized what the person next to him said just now: these two people were going to throw themselves off from above and throw themselves to death!

Just as I was about to struggle, my body was falling down rapidly.

The tragic sergeant was thrown into the bushes again.

The guerrillas commanding next to him were in a dark face, and then they found that the protruding rock edge of the mountain was almost equal to the bushes near the mountain wall below. In other words, no matter how they were thrown, they could not be thrown directly on the stones on the mountain road directly below.

I looked around and said, "Hey, I'll throw it here this time..."

The panting fool came down again, smiled foolishly and picked up a stone, asking, "Is it OK to smash it with a stone?"

"Aren't you stupid..."

There are not many stones falling from the mountain due to weathering.

The sergeant who was listening to the conversation between the two of them in the bushes, and they could no longer remain calm when they heard that the two of them wanted to kill themselves with stones.

Legend has it that the Eighth Route Army treats prisoners preferential treatment. These two people did not wear Eighth Route Army uniforms, so naturally... they cannot enjoy preferential treatment.

Think about the elites of Kyoto University in my empire. They worked hard for more than ten years and studied Chinese, hoping to change the poverty status of their family with all their knowledge. If they were hit to death by stones, in the future... the little sister in the family was bullied, who else could stand up for her?

How miserable will the old mother in her family be in her old age?

If there is no money to send back by yourself, my mother and sister can only go to the geisha house...

When the thought of her cute sister probably moaning under the old men, the sergeant felt that her head was about to explode...

Continuous struggle.

However, in a panic, he could not get rid of the mountain vines that had tied their limbs with strange techniques.

Struggle desperately.

Keep shaking his head, he wanted to say no!

I can't die!

I want to live!

For the mother!

For his sister! Go to his M's Emperor...

The shaking head finally pulled off the rag stuffed in his mouth with the help of a bush, and then gasped and shouted: "#￥&*"

Suddenly I remembered that these people couldn't understand the birds' songs at all, so I quickly changed to Chinese: "...Don't do it first...I surrender...I am a prisoner."

Seeing that the man was struggling and still talking, the second fool stopped immediately without thinking.
To be continued...