Since the late Qing Dynasty, the ranger was the embodiment of chivalrous in the eyes of the common people.

Some people take a nap occasionally during the day and don’t sleep all night at night. They are as excited as taking autumn medicine.

Commonly known as night owl.

Ke Jiu had a codebook on his body.

Don't want branches to arise at the top of the juncture.

In the areas where Rangers are active, many emergencies may occur.

With the autonomous military skin on me now, at least those guys in Cangzhou Dao dare not attack me.

I thought to myself that when I left the Autonomous Army headquarters, the underground comrade named Zhu asked about the North Special Police.

The traffic officers and vanguards arranged by the Autonomous Army to explore the way eastward, with more than ten people following closely.

Cao Shangfei knew that he was a sinner, and in order to prevent being recognized, he had not washed his face during this period.

Getting news from the Rangers that the Eighth Route Army will rectify the situation in the near future.

He was likely to re-examine the matter of his beating Director Zhang.

He had heard of Killing Nine, but Killing Nine didn't know him.

He was mixed in the Eighth Route Army and originally wanted to atone for his sins with his life.

Unfortunately, life is not about life.

This time I took on the job leading the way.

When you enter the Ranger's activity area, you will feel upset.

Rangers have always claimed to be superior, and kill people based on their personal likes and dislikes without blinking.

The rangers with eyes above their heads will definitely not guard the green gauze tent personally.

What we need to avoid now is those villagers who spontaneously organize to protect crops more important than life. It is difficult.

He was familiar with the terrain of this area, so he could only walk the path.

However, I still couldn't avoid the villagers who were guarding the fields hidden in the dark.

Fortunately, with the cover of the autonomous army, the villagers hiding in the darkness stopped saying a word after asking from a distance.

In the eyes of villagers, the autonomous army is not easy to mess with, but it will not attack the crops.

Perhaps it was the constant high temperature, coupled with the proximity of the canal, the sky began to be covered with dark clouds.

There are signs of rain.

Following the footprints left by those people on Cangzhou Road, I walked east carefully for nearly an hour.

Suddenly I felt raindrops falling from the sky and falling on my head.

"It's finally going to rain!" Cao Shangfei felt a little happy and shouted to the villagers hiding in the green gauze tent.

Then, the raindrops as big as beans hit the green gauze tent, and a choking smell of mud began to appear on the dirt road.

In a short while, the world turned into a vast rain curtain.

No one expected that it would rain on the plains that had been drought for more than a year.

Killing Jiu stood quietly in the rain.

There is an old temple in front of it.

There must be villages near temples.

This rare timely rain is a good thing for Jiujiu. At least, on heavy rain, my group is much less likely to be discovered.

But it increases the difficulty of rushing.

He knew very well that the summer rain came quickly and went quickly.

If you don’t seize such a good opportunity, you will be ashamed of God.

So instead of going into the village to hide from the rain, he asked to go east with all his might in the rain.

You must arrive in Qinghe County before the rain stops.

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Since the Fourth Brigade originally sent a large number of sentries into the green gauze tent, after it rained, the puppet soldiers who did not bring rain gear directly gave up the alert.

The rain is too heavy, and even if someone moves in the tent of the green gauze, he cannot warn him. It is useless to watch out for it.

Wang Wenxiang's command center was located in the village. He stood at the entrance of the village and watched the guard posts that were constantly coming back, but he did not blame him.

Put a letter into an envelope and hand it over to the messenger: "Send it back to the military headquarters immediately and hand it over to Section Chief Shen!"

"Yes!" The messenger took the letter and quickly wrapped it in oil cloth.

The two puppet troops criticized them for putting on raincoats and quickly left the village.

It was really a bit embarrassing to transmit intelligence in the heavy rain, and the messenger was still faithfully preparing to complete his mission.

On thunderstorms, the road surface that was soaked by water immediately dipped in a piece of mud, which must weigh one pound.

If I hadn't tied my shoelaces tightly, even my shoes would have been torn off by mud.

Dark clouds cover the sky with stars.

The two consignees flying over the grass faced each other and found each other directly.

Both sides immediately raised their guns.

Then he shouted loudly: "Who are you?" "Who..."

A flash of lightning streaked across the dark night sky.

Click.

A thunder suddenly rang out above my head.

The commander took the lead in seeing the nine-year-old in the military uniform of the security army: "Don't shoot, you are your own people!"

The thunder was still lingering in his ears, and the trigger of the shell gun in Cao Shangfei's hand was approaching the critical point. When he heard the other party's shout, he quickly replied: "Inspector of the Autonomous Army, who are you?"

The two commissars lowered their rifles: "From the communication platoon of the 4th Brigade 1, uh... how could you rush in the rain?"

"There are urgent orders to be conveyed..." Before leaving, Ke Jiu Zao arranged a speech for Cao Shangfei.

"This ghost weather..." the messenger muttered.

"Uh, we all have a task, let's go..." Ke Jiu put away the rebuttal gun and inserted it into the holster, and then moved to the side of the road.

The road was quite wide, and the two consignors did not doubt it and pulled their shoes out of the mud that was trapped in.

Go west with one foot high and one foot low.

Both sides intertwined.

Cao Shangfei suddenly turned around, and at some point he had already pulled out the shell gun in his hand.

Bang...bang...

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A small tent was temporarily set up on the side of the road.

The messenger on the grass took out a bag of oil paper from the messenger and handed it to Ke Jiu's hands.

He cut nine big words and didn't know much. He gave the oil paper bag back to Cao Shangfei with a dark face: "You read it!"

"It was written by the Fourth Brigade's First Regiment... No, this letter was reported to the Rangers."

"What does it mean? He did not report to the Fourth Brigade Commander, but wrote it to the Rangers?"

"Wang Wenxiang's missed ball should have secretly shot the national army. The letter said that the guard camp of the brigade and the other side of Qinghe County was guarding the west side of Qinghe County..."

"Guard Battalion?" Ke Jiudaxi: "You mean... the Ninth Battalion is right in front?"

"I think I can't make a mistake." Cao Shangfei nodded and continued to read the letter: "No, the people from Cangzhou Road have come to Wang Wenxiang..."

"Cangzhou Road?"

"The territory of Cangzhou Road is ahead. Logically speaking, when Wang Wenxiang enters their territory, they should react. Judging from the meaning of the letter, they seem to be going to join forces to deal with the Eighth Route Army..."

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This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! After the night rain, it becomes difficult to move in the tent of the green gauze.

Bad weather is beneficial for hiding whereabouts.

The sky was full of stars, and the rushing rain hit the green gauze tent to cover up the sound of moving.

Liu Yuanqing and his group were directly drenched in a chicken.

There is a clear light ahead to highlight the night sky.

In other words, there should be a village not far away.

It shouldn't be light in the middle of the night when it's rainy.
To be continued...