Banxian murmured, "Go to the division headquarters, you may have to march urgently next time, but you see, the brothers don't have the strength, can you?"

Tang Dagou was stunned for a moment: "Do you want to tell me that you are not full? Well? There are only a few people who can breathe in this radius of ten miles, and it's good to have something to eat!"

Banxian didn't care about the sarcasm: "Can you bear drinking porridge all day long?"

Tang Dagou glanced at Banxian: "Hehe, what can you do? Is there a lot of canned food in the Japanese behind? Do you want to eat it and take someone to do it yourself?"

"That's not, it's just that the wild vegetables and porridge here in the Eighth Route Army have not even changed. The birds faded out of my mouth." Banxian smacked his mouth.

"Then you go and find the Japanese behind. There is meat there. Don't think that you have been a security army, so the Japanese won't nail a few eyes on you!" Tang Dagou looked down on this guy a little.

A group of subordinates were stunned when they heard this. After a while, one of them said, "Hey? Tang Dagou? We were also from the same group before, but now we are from the 8th and 9th companies, right? What are you talking about? Why do they have canned food, but we don't have one?"

"Sir, how can you call me! Damn, my aunt, from the 8th and 9th Company, do you know that those guys are easy to talk to? If I hadn't come early, would you think they wouldn't take you as cannon fodder?" Tang Dagou called out to his men fiercely.

"No, didn't Director Qin say that the Eighth Route Army officers and soldiers are equal?"

"Equality? Then, can you let the mule carry you away?

"Isn't that just a little girl? Who can compare with her?"

"Girl, she beat the Japanese to death, there are more Japanese devils than you. Don't mess around. If you want to eat canned food, I have no share. I am capable. I will ask Japanese devils to go by myself, hurry up!"

When the Japanese lieutenant was preparing to attack, he was hit by the Eighth Route Army, with twenty or thirty casualties and three deaths. The attack was set again. After the mortar was mounted, the Eighth Run, which was under the mountain, slipped north again.

After venting his anger at the air for two mortars and several grenade launchers, he finally calmed down. This time he entered the mountain, there were dozens of lieutenants like him, and there were also a captain, the Grand Grand Colonel and a major general. It was not his turn to be here to be proud and pursue the Eighth Route Army. The order to support the advance team was under the command of the North China Front Army. Although the division commanders all liked to do their own precedent, the lieutenant dared not, and the general direction was not vague, and he was hung behind the Eighth Route Army to chase him closely.

The Eighth Route Army at the Yamaguchi had already retreated. The Japanese were densely packed on the edge of the cliff, chasing them in the direction of the Eighth Route Army's escape. There was also a small path to the east of the cliff. Another group of Japanese joined the marching along the secret notes and footprints left by the advancing team. The top of the mountain looked flat. If the Eighth Route Army wanted to block it, it would be seeking death.

The problem is that it is flat, just the top of the mountain. Going further north, there are cliffs, but the uphill turns into downhill.

The lieutenant was very puzzled. How can people survive in such a place? Living in this mountain and not seeing the outside world, what is the point of living?

The Japanese brigade followed behind. Under the attack of the Japanese mortar, the Ninth Company sacrificed two more times and injured several more. They had already stopped the Japanese for one day. They should have completed the mission, right?

Hu Yi looked at two or three eagles hovering in the sky. Of course, it was dark and the soldiers were already on torches. There were shadows shaking everywhere in the mountains. Perhaps so many people had never arrived on this land at the same time, and the noise caused flocks of night birds.

After stroking the Japanese dog beard, he only knew how to escape. The shameless Eighth Route Army was right in front. The Japanese vanguard's vanguard's vanguard team was accelerating their pace, preparing to teach these Eighth Route Army members who were not at risk, and to vent their anger for most of their divisions and most of the day by these cunning guys, and of course they also had to avenge their revenge.

As a result, the Eighth Route Army in front ran like a rabbit! It was so fast that it was hard to figure out why the Eighth Route Army was so able to run. Since it couldn't catch up, of course there would be no casualties. I just don't know whether this should be considered a good thing or a bad thing.

It was already dark, and the Japanese Lieutenant looked at the single line on the map. The Eighth Route Division Command was more than ten miles away, but the winding mountain roads were more than ten miles, going up and down the mountain, and steep mountains were steep. It was impossible to speed up the march. The Japanese who fell off the cliff didn't even have the chance to find their bodies.

Since your Eighth Route Army is going to your division headquarters, isn’t this the vanguard of leading the way? Then just ignore the pursuit and maintain the speed of the march. Isn’t it enough to follow you to the old nest of the Eighth Route Army’s command center!

Although marching in mountainous areas is important, they are all soldiers, and their physical strength is no worse than that of each other. The only difference is that the Japanese have short feet and short bodies, which is a loss. Although the Eighth Route Army seems to be slow, the Eighth Route Army has to take four steps, and it is easy to stop the mountain, but it is difficult to go down the mountain. From time to time, the Eighth Route Army will use grenades to bury landmines on the side of the road. The lieutenant lieutenant who followed behind suffered a lot, and the lieutenant was almost knocked down by the grenades.

In the village.

Tian Sanqi, who had already stepped down the mountain, had already arrived by the Xiaozhang River. The three guys led by Tian Sanqi came to the village. Without saying a word, they pointed the gun at Wang Daniu and asked him to organize the villagers to retreat to the mountains. The people had never seen such an Eighth Route Army. They all said that the Eighth Route Army loved the people as their lives. This group of bandit-like Eighth Route Army had never seen it before!

The Japanese enter the mountain? What are Japanese? Is that the ghost drawn on the door panel?

Could it be that the three Eighth Route Army in front of us are fake? The group that just passed in the afternoon should be the Eighth Route Army. Look at them, they are polite to the people, and even send guns to them when they leave, and wave to them when they cross the river.

At present, these three eighth leaders are vicious and must be reported to the master another day. Several old peasant villagers exchanged opinions hatefully.

In fact, there is no need for another day. Several older aunts were pulling Tian Sanqi to talk, because Tian Sanqi smashed the broken water tank that the old man wanted to move away, and poured a few chickens and a few sheep into a pool of blood. Unfortunately, Luo Fugui was not.

This is not the Eighth Route Army, it is just a bandit. The only difference is that it has not snatched the chickens and sheep and roasted them. Of course, the matter of burning the house has not been done yet. Maybe, when the people leave, they will burn the house.

With chickens and sheep, they will leave traces along the way. Tian Sanqi got the true teaching. If this thing is not handled, the Japanese will follow along.

The common people cried so hard that they were snatching the earth and stopped doing it. Several aunts vowed to fight with Tian Sanqi, holding Tian Sanqi's thighs and asking for an explanation.

Fortunately, Tian Sanqi knew Wang Daniu, otherwise he would have thought that these three guys were bandits. Wang Daniu, who had been persuading him for a long time, was carrying his new rifle to help Tian Sanqi speak, but no matter how he persuaded him here, it would not work.

"Wang Daniu, let alone those useless ones, hurry up and put the ship over. The large army is coming soon. The Japanese who are worried when they are watching. If he catch up, no one can get it. I will deal with the matter here."

Tian Sanqi finally took out two oceans from his bag and handed them to the aunt who hugged his thighs with the torches being beaten by the villagers next to him: "I'll pay you a lot. The Japanese are really here. If they don't leave, the Japanese will not only kill people, but also burn the house!"

The aunt who collected the money began to calculate whether she was suffering a loss. Anyway, the dead sheep was still in her hands, and it seemed that she was still in trouble.

Let go of Tian Sanqi.
Chapter completed!