In the darkness, Maeda did not have much confidence in the security army's report that the Eighth Route Army had been encircled. However, he did not let the Japanese use grenades to shoot at the village. If the Eighth Route Army was forced into a desperate situation and really broke out in one direction, most of the surrounding areas would be surrounded.

They are all security forces, but they may not be able to guard against them. If they were to pursue them in the wild mud, they would really not be in the mood.

You already have it in your hand, so there’s no need to rush.

Maeda issued a new order to the security forces surrounding the village. He asked the security forces surrounding the village to send forward soldiers to conduct reconnaissance in the village in the darkness before dawn. As for what they could detect, he did not have any hope.

The ordering soldiers quickly ran to the positions of various security forces, and uneven, almost circular encirclements from about twenty directions began to press into the village.

A platoon of security forces in the south was roasting chicken. The puppet platoon leader who received the order breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he didn't attack now, it didn't matter. He raised his hand to straighten his slightly crooked big-brimmed hat and looked at the person sitting there.

A group of security soldiers beside the fire shouted: "Go one and scout the village!"

In the security army that was transformed from the Broken Army Brigade, there are some who are very skilled at doing this kind of work. They are not considered brave, but they are soldiers who have fought countless battles and their experience is not bad.

You look at me, I look at you, no one moves.

The chicken is almost cooked. If you let people crawl into the village at this time, it will be a ghost if someone is willing.

There was a squad leader among the people warming themselves by the fire. When he heard the platoon leader's order and saw that no one stood up, he raised his foot and kicked the thigh of a soldier next to him: "Why are you shrinking so much? Come over and take a look."

"

The soldiers surrounding the fire looked at the unfortunate guy who was kicked, and actually burst into laughter.

The puppet soldier looked at the squad leader with resentment. He had no choice but to ask him to be smart in the squad. He had no way to refuse. He had to put his hands on the ground, grabbed the rifle next to him, bent his waist, and headed directly to the north.

Drill into the grave.

They had all walked through the piles of dead people, so the graves were not afraid at all. They cursed along the way and slowly walked around the graves, but their eyes were looking in other directions, and they felt a little more balanced.

Although his path had to pass through grave mounds, at least they were covered by grave mounds. Brothers heading in other directions were already crawling on the ground. Thinking about climbing two to three hundred meters in that muddy ground, he shuddered, accompanied by

Shaked his head.

My place was the closest to the village, so I had to walk. It would definitely be the fastest, but if it was too fast, wouldn't it mean that the gun would always hit the first bird? He walked slowly into the darkness, dodged and squatted down immediately.

, let’s wait for those brothers who are climbing forward to catch up.

But behind me came the platoon leader's urging: "Why don't you hurry up and move forward? Stop doing this in the middle of a pile of dead people!"

It caused another burst of laughter.

The puppet army had no choice. Although the sky in the east had just turned white, it was still pitch black everywhere. It was not far from the fire. You could see your figure behind it. There was nothing you could do. After muttering, you got up and walked forward, walking around.

After passing a few graves, I squatted down again.

He was still nagging: "You bitch, you don't want to go by yourself. Didn't you see that I have already run as close as possible to the village? Why don't you tell me, let's wait for a while."

He squatted down in the open space between the two tombs.

He leaned the gun against the grave bag, put his hand into his trouser bag, and after a long effort, he finally took out a crumpled cigarette and straightened it up. Fortunately, he didn't take it out just now, otherwise those bastards would have

Want to grab again.

Then he took out a match from his jacket bag, lifted off the outer military uniform, and scratched it on the slightly dry and smelly clothes inside. The match flashed and lit the small pine stick at the back.

He put the match in front of the cigarette, took a deep breath, lit it, and raised his head slightly. There appeared in front of him a big face, dark, a bit ugly, and very tall. He only had the upper half of his body. He was definitely not a human!

Bull head or horse face?

The security guard was so frightened that he rolled his eyes upwards and fell backwards.

"Hey, it belongs to him, his grandma, it's so scary!" the mule said in a muffled voice.

Tang Dagou came up from behind the puppet soldier, took the cigarette from the puppet soldier's mouth, held it in his mouth and said vaguely: "Wake him up first."

"How?" He blinked.

"Damn it, haven't you ever done this before? What else can you do? Let me get wet!"

After untying his pants, there was a pattering sound, and the puppet soldier slowly woke up.

The puppet soldiers who woke up were still in a daze. Tang Dagou squatted down and took a deep breath of the cigarette in his mouth. He said by the light of the fire: "Holy shit, isn't this a half-immortal? Damn it, why are you here again?"

Hearing a familiar voice, the half-immortal finally came to his senses: "Big dog? Have you arrived in the underworld too?"

Tangshan Big Dog was a little stunned: "Come to your grandma, didn't you run away, and you went to the security army again?"

Banxian bit his tongue hard, it hurt a lot, are you still alive?

Slowly gaining some strength: "Why are you so stupid here again?" After a pause, his mind became more clear: "Haha... are you the gang that is being chased?"

Tang Dagou was a little impatient: "Tell me, what the hell are you doing here?"

The half-immortal breathed a sigh of relief: "Isn't it that the imperial army asked to send elite soldiers to investigate your situation?" After saying this, he quickly took the cigarette from Tang Dagou's mouth.

Can the food in this dog's mouth be snatched away? Tang Dagou leaned forward slightly and was about to use force, but was pushed back by the mule on the opposite side: "Grandma, business is more important."

Tang Dagou was swallowed and swallowed his saliva.

"Half-immortal, look, we have a big trap now. If you don't want to die, just work with us. After it's over, you can do whatever you want. Otherwise, I'll be sorry.

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The half-immortal sneered and took another deep breath: "They are all surrounded by iron buckets, but you still have a big trap. Throwing peppercorns in this graveyard will make you a fool."

The mule took out the speed machine from his body, pressed the nose of the machine down with his big finger, and pointed it at the half-immortal's chest: "His grandma's big dog, let's finish him off."

This is obviously a bluff.

When the half-immortal saw the truth, he became excited and said quickly: "My benefactor, don't use swords or guns. You can do whatever you want."

The mule suddenly became excited and said, "If you are discerning, go back and give us two of your roasted chickens."

Simple and direct.

Cold sweat breaks out on the half-immortal's head. It's so shameful for these two men to be in this cemetery at night just because of the chicken.

Tang Dagou fanned the flames from behind: "Just say whether you want to go or not. If you don't go, that's it."

The half-immortal cried sadly: "But I can't say anything. Twenty or thirty people only roasted three chickens. If you ask me to cook two chickens, why don't you kill me?"

There is no sound.

The stupid bear met the chicken and turned into a smart bear: "How about this? You go back first, and the big dog will throw a grenade later. I will hit the fire with a machine gun. You squat on the left side of the fire. I will hit the right side. You can take advantage of it."

They snatched the chickens randomly and brought them over."

"Aren't you afraid that I won't come over when I go back?"

"Boss Hu can trust you, and so can I."

It was the first time for the half-immortal to be trusted like this, and he was a little touched, with tears welling up in his eyes.

"Your grandma, why are you crying in mourning? I'm not asking you to die."

"Okay, let's do it." He felt determined for the first time: "I came out to conduct reconnaissance. Now if I go back, can I still succeed?"

"That's not easy. I'll shoot you twice in a while, and you'll say you've encountered the Eighth Route Army."

"Then why should I come here again?"

"Why don't you come and investigate it again?"

Doubtful: "Can this also be done?"
Chapter completed!