Thank you "Ohh-hh", Fengwu Shicheng, the beauty is blowing, the autumn wind is bleak, the waves are surging! You are taking the blame, hahahahaha

Dawn came very quickly, and all night, in the valleys and on the hills, the gunfire never stopped.

With the wind blowing in the cool mountain, there was a team parked on each of the two hills not far apart.

The Eighth Route Army was right in front of us. Now, Lieutenant Okawa, the old Japanese devil, had a serious expression, and he was determined to smash all the few grenades. After thinking about it, it was too far away and it might not be able to hit the Eighth Route Army opposite, and it felt that it was not worth it.

I pulled the map and looked carefully. After walking for a long time, I saw that the Eighth Route Army in front was not slow and I wanted to catch up. It seemed that I was powerless and too tired. The Eighth Route Army in front still had the leisure time to stop and cook. Is there any purpose they had?

Maybe it's just being chased by yourself and running for life.

I had wanted to give up, but the Eighth Route Army successfully attacked and took the radio soldiers who were careless about sending the newspapers behind him to the company.

With his fingers drawn the line, he walked further forward to the Nanluo River. On the hill opposite, several Eighth Route Army occasionally emerged in the steep mountains and steep mountains.

After careful analysis, the people from the 20th Division in the north had already caught up, but there was no radio station. Otherwise, if they were called to get a little block in front, no one of the Eighth Route Army members would want to run away.

Knowing that the Eighth Route Army headquarters had been surrounded and was about to be wiped out, I felt a little better. I wiped the sweat from my forehead and suddenly thought of something and immediately ordered the Japanese to start working and look for firewood everywhere.

Knowing that the chances of success of this matter are very small, at least there is hope.

Hu Yi lay behind a raised stone on the flat ground, holding a telescope to observe the movements of the Japanese on the opposite hill. The straight line distance between the two sides was not very far.

Chen Chong and the girl were right behind Hu Yi, pressing a blanket under the girl, as if they were sleeping, their long eyelashes moved and obviously were not asleep. Chen Chong lay on the other side behind Hu Yi, uneven on the ground, moving his body from time to time, covering his face with a hat.

The marching speed of the spy company was indeed fast. Tian Gang sent two soldiers to explore the way forward when he saw the light.

In the hole I just dug out, there was a blazing fire. The water in the buried pot had already boiled. Wang Xiaosan was throwing millet into the pot.

Xu Xiao next to him threw down the shovel in his hand and sat on the flat ground with a shovel to wipe his sweat.

The Japanese on the opposite side will go down the mountain to pursue and then go up the mountain for at least two hours. It is obvious that the Japanese have strong combat effectiveness, but they are a little worse than the Eighth Route Army marching in the mountains.

This is not like the plains. The Japanese have cars and march in the mountains. The key is to see who has longer legs!

The sun slowly emerged from the mountain clouds, with bare stones and a few cypress trees drilled out from the weathered cracks around. They were thin and curved branches and leaves, swaying tenaciously with the mountain wind, no difference from a broken wooden stick with an umbrella.

The Japanese opposite were also burying the pot and making rice, and did not pursue it forever, even though the Eighth Route Army who knew to grab the radio station was right in front.

It’s not that he didn’t chase him. It’s probably that the Japanese’s physical strength was almost at its limit. No matter what he said, it didn’t work. The Japanese kept the Savage Valley. Tang Dagou and the puppet army team gathered with Pan Zhuzi to arrange the remaining ten, stayed on the hillside, and occasionally shot against the Japanese hiding behind the stones in the valley.

Half of them were sleeping slightly flat on the mountainside. Seven or eight Tang Dagou's men put aside the rifles and were throwing stones at the Japanese at the foot of the mountain.

After the Ninth Company supported the spy company, there were not many bullets left, so they had to save money. These old and new guys originally had not carried as many bullets as those of the Ninth Company, because their rifle bullets could only be used for seven or ninety-two.

Most of the bullets should be kept for Czech machine guns.

But it doesn't matter. Whether there are bullets or not is not big. Along the way, except for Tang Dagou, this class has never fired a few shots.

Luo Fugui put down his guys and complained: "Hao Yun, you are not good at carrying a radio station. I'm so nervous when I see you as a soldier."

Hao Yun lay on the slope and looked at Luo Fugui's virtue. He felt a little unhappy. He could see that the mule was obviously a fearful ghost, but he was a machine gunner from the Eighth Route Army. He carried a bunch of messy things and carried a machine gun. He ran very fast. Of course, he was far inferior to the spy.

I don’t know how this person’s body grew.

This guy was obviously afraid of the Japanese, but after the Japanese died, he dared to make trouble for anything, and he didn't even let go of anything on the dead Japanese. He didn't understand the Japanese's obvious Eighth Route Army uniforms and even had to grab the broken bullet bags. He didn't understand why this guy was.

"Can you, I'm not as good as you, who made you a livestock?" After saying that, he turned over carefully.

The mule was not angry either. He turned his head and looked at the towering green mountains around. He was touching his bag in his hand, as if he was thinking about something, and muttered with a stern face: "I got rich this time, but I didn't expect that I could get this thing after searching for a Japanese man."

Looking around, no one noticed, even Hao Yun ignored him, sat in a mountain, pulled out the strip of bullets seized from the Japanese soldier, and carefully pulled out one of the pockets. The things in the bag were obviously not bullets, and it seemed that the weight difference was not big, with edges and angular!

I had already taken it out and bit it with my teeth, but Huang Cancan’s things were not bullets. I have heard of them. I have seen them in Xinglong Town and I have never seen them in the Independent Group!

The mule kept thinking that the devil actually had this thing, but it seemed that it was not very real. I saw this thing when I was in Xinglong Town, and now there are at least twenty pieces in my hand!

How much is this worth? Everyone has something they like.

It seemed unsafe to put it on my body. I looked around again and confirmed that no one was paying attention and had no idea for a while.

After thinking about it, he got up and walked a few steps, leaned over to Hu Yi: "Boss Hu, uh, we'll go to the headquarters like this. There are so many Japanese there, why don't we just go around here?"

After a while of silence, Hu Yi put down his telescope, Chen Chong, who was following him, immediately pulled over, leaned over and looked around.

Hu Yi suddenly whispered: "If I have the chance, I don't want to go. We are soldiers and have no choice to obey orders."

A girl lay beside Hu Yi, without opening her eyes, cursing: "Damn mule, you want to be a deserter. You are shameless, so you can't be quiet for a while? My aunt just glanced at her for a while, and you came up with a bad idea, get out quickly!"

Luo Fugui grinned and gave the girl a blank look: "Bao, the mountains are high and the road is far away. For your broken things, I am as tired as a dog!"

"Who is calling me?" At some point, Tang Dagou shook over, patted his mouth with his hand, and yawned.

The old and newcomers following behind were swaying in a row towards the mountain.

Seeing that Hu Yi was getting more and more people, Luo Fugui calmed down and stopped talking.

At this time, Chen Chong took the initiative to speak: "Company Commander, the Japanese are moving."

After saying that, he handed over the telescope.

Hu Yi turned his head in surprise, took the telescope, glanced at him, and three fires were burned on the hill opposite, distributed in different directions, and thick smoke was emitted.

Luo Fugui burst into laughter: "These Japanese are so stupid. They can't even burn the fire. His grandma's, they deserve to starve to death."

He turned around and looked at Xu Xiao following Wang Xiaosan and said to himself: "It's so slow to cook porridge. Wang Xiaosan is really a waste!"

"Shut up!"
Chapter completed!