The big dog grabbed the neck of a Japanese man with his left hand.

The bayonet with a black light shining in his right hand was terrified on the abdomen, slowly, slowly, piercing into the abdomen bit by bit.

The sound of a car inner tube being pierced and leaking air spread, and blood was sprayed out tremblingly.

The Japanese grabbed the big dog's wrist holding the knife with both hands and kicked his feet continuously.

He could even clearly hear the terrible chirping sound of the bayonet piercing into his body.

"I surrender..." The devil finally couldn't bear the fear brought by death and whispered in the bird's singing.

"Haha..." The big dog laughed wildly: "I don't know what you said. Now, as long as you live, you have to use your blood to wash away your sins and your dirty soul..."

After saying that, he pulled out the saber with a whistle and stabbed the Japanese in the abdomen slowly again.

"Brother Tang, you stab his heart with one knife, give him some fun..." Wen Wu, who was pressing bullets into the magazine next to him, couldn't bear to look at him...

"Go to die!" The big dog roared wildly, and the black light of death brought by the bayonet flashed across the Japanese neck.

The arteries were cut open, and hot blood shot out, like a red fountain, spectacular and gorgeous.

Blood spurted the big dog and pinched the Japanese's left arm on the neck.

The big dog was already red in his eyes, so he picked up a rifle, walked over to a Japanese man who was still twitching, waved the stock and smashed the guy's head.

Bang...bang...bang...bang...

The rotten watermelon was smashed, and the bright red watermelon juice was mixed with half-life white slurry splashed out.

"Vomit..." Wen Wu next to him was full of stomach churning: "Brother, can you stop making such bloody..."

The big dog was covered in blood and half-life white juice, and he was panting and muttering: "Do you know what these damn Japanese have done? They are releasing the virus! It's really a bargain for them to die so happily."

More than a dozen corpses fell on the road in a row.

The bright red blood flowed over the sandy ground, and after being absorbed, it quickly turned brown and turned black.

Until his death, the Japanese patrol did not call for help.

Perhaps, there was no time at all.

Perhaps, in the Japanese, there is no sense of asking for help at all, because the gun is fired, which means that the warning has been given.

The big dog's eyes narrowed slightly, and his whole body exuded a breath of death: "I killed the Japanese correspondent, the Japanese are now blind... We have to go back quickly."

...

The sun rises high.

More than a dozen small teams in puppet army uniforms were sweating profusely, carrying a stretcher on the path of the green gauze tent, jumping around like headless flies.

The green gauze tent was full of small forks left by the common people who could only allow one person to pass through, and ditches everywhere.

Liu Yuanqing, who was lying on the stretcher, had a dark face and kicked the soldier on the buttocks: "Damn it, can you get lost in broad daylight?"

"If you hadn't directed the eastward direction, would I be lost?"

"Haha, how dare you talk back to me?"

"I..."

"I see you are confused when you walk, you don't admit it..."

"I didn't close my eyes for two days and one night...I..."

"Is he still hard?" Liu Yuanqing occasionally opened his eyes to see the surrounding environment, and his eyes hurt like needles.

"Then...whether do you want to go?" the soldier carrying the stretcher gritted his teeth and asked.

"Oh, show me your face?"

The vanguard hurried back to report: "Reported to Platoon Leader Liu, there is a big road ahead, and there are traces of people staying in the green gauze tent on the side of the road..."

"Warning you, don't call me the platoon leader..."

"Uh, report to the instructor, front..."

"Others stay, carry me over and take a look..."

A clearing space was trampled out of the green gauze tent more than 30 meters outside the main road.

Two soldiers were lying on the edge of the green gauze tent to watch.

The team leader came over quickly: "Report to the instructor, there were unidentified people staying at the scene, and there were fifteen horses that were stuck when they stayed..."

"Shut up, there should be signs of horses staying...How do you know it is fifteen horses?"

"Those fifteen piles of horses are shit...the colors are different. I have raised horses for the landlord's house before, so I must be wrong!"

"Continue to say..." Liu Yuanqing nodded in agreement.

"Uh... look at the footprints left by those people. Judging from the sand grains next to them, these people have not left for a long time. The military boots these people are all wearing, without cloth shoes, and without straw sandals... It should be the Rangers..."

"You are wrong. The leather shoes are only thirty-five in size. It's impossible for them to be from the Rangers. Their feet are not that small!" The soldier carrying a stretcher next to him interrupted.

"It may also be a woman..."

"Fuck, how can there be so many women in the Rangers..."

"Then tell me..."

"I guess, there must be other Japanese who have arrived at the scene..."

Liu Yuanqing interrupted the team leader: "Don't say 'I guess' to me, I'll say I'll analyze, or I'll make a judgment!"

The team leader was a little anxious: "Instructor, what is the juncture at this? Can you stop picking these thorns..."

"Haha, don't be happy? Then get out of here..."

"I was wrong!"

"Damn it, you admit your mistake so quickly...Who did you learn from?"

"Hehe, Instructor Hong said that comrades who correct any mistakes are good comrades..."

"Is the number of people on site counted?"

"I...judgmented that the people who are unidentified are similar...uh...not almost...it's fifteen, just one Japanese detachment!"

Liu Yuanqing squatted down from the stretcher and barely opened his eyes, endured the stinging pain and observed carefully.

The injured eyes had a blurry vision, and they still saw the general situation on the ground clearly.

Close your eyes and start thinking.

The battle last night was fierce, and this small group of Japanese did not launch an attack on the main battalion, which was very strange.

The military police once went to the island to participate in training camps, and those island officers liked to wear long military boots in public.

But the footprints left by so many military boots seem unreasonable here.

More than a dozen horses, or these footprints are not military boots at all...and horse boots with Spurs!

Open your eyes again and carefully look at the traces left by sitting cross-legged on the ground.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Immediately find a footprint on the heel of the shoe, leaving a hole the size of a finger.

"Someone has sat cross-legged on the ground, with long military boots..." When he thought of the Japanese wearing long horse boots, a scene suddenly appeared in Liu Yuanqing's mind.

The Japanese Observation Team! A word suddenly popped up in Liu Yuanqing's mind!

In this way, it basically makes sense.

The Japanese Observation Team will not participate in the battle, and there will definitely be Japanese who perform escort missions!

Then, there must be a Japanese guard post nearby.

However, no signs of the Japanese cavalry were found.

No matter what, my group may have been discovered by the Japanese guards!

The Japanese did not attack their group, because everyone was wearing puppet military uniforms.

Liu Yuanqing's scalp was numb and he did not issue an immediate hidden order!

He didn't even look up around.

It is not difficult to run now. Just drill into the green gauze tent, and the Japanese riding horses have no choice but to deal with themselves.

Haha, since I encountered the Japanese Observation Team, how can I not give them some eye drops?

After thinking briefly for a while, he opened his voice to the warrior responsible for the warning of the green gauze tent and shouted loudly: "Don't be lazy, we have to go and report the letter to the imperial army quickly..."

Although the soldiers next to him were confused, no one asked.

In enemy-occupied areas, wearing puppet army uniforms will make it easier to hide whereabouts.

Liu Yuanqing did not believe in accidents, he believed that everything was worthy of success.

The reason why I didn’t go north directly with this class is very simple.

According to the time of correspondents on the battlefield, it was abnormal that I walked north for half an hour without encountering a correspondent who came south.
Chapter completed!