In the evening, the sky was slightly dark, and the setting sun in winter reflected the gloomy sky.

To the south of the division headquarters, the trainee team is five miles away from the cadres entering the mountain.

The team began to get excited, and there was no situation along the way. Except for the soldiers of the spy platoon and the trainees, except for the Ninth Company, were almost the first time they had arrived at the division headquarters, and their excitement was written on their faces.

Apart from the higher and more steeper mountains, the division headquarters is actually not much different from the independent group's scenery.

"Stop!" The vanguard who was going down the mountain had just turned a mountain bag and heard a loud shout from a broken house on the side of the road.

Ma Liang and Tiedan walked in the front and quickly stopped behind a wooden stick across the side, pointing the rifle diagonally on the ground.

The voice came again: "Password?"

"What command? We are independent...University members! There is a task to go to the teacher!" Ma Liang stood still and was ready to dodge the roadside at any time.

"Student? You really can tell. The New Year will not start... Where are you a member of the Anti-Japanese University? Put down your gun immediately! Don't talk nonsense to me!" The gun bolt was pulled in the dirt nest outside the dilapidated house opposite.

ring.

"Hey, I am Ma Liang, the former correspondent of the Independent Group. Don't you know me?"

"Independent Group? I care whether you are Ma Liang or Niu Liang. Alas, I asked you to put down your gun. Are your ears deaf?" The voice came again.

Ma Liang and Tiedan looked at each other and had to put down the rifle obediently.

"Let me put down the shell gun, uh...and the bayonet around your waist!"

The two had to do it.

Seeing the two of them disarmed, more than a dozen gun-carried people suddenly appeared in the dilapidated house and the dirt nest opposite: "Tell me honestly, what are you doing!"

"We... are members of the Independent Group's early draft of Anti-Japanese University. Look at our military uniforms, we are a family." Tiedan next to Ma Liang couldn't help but interrupt.

"No command...Is there a letter of introduction?" The eighth party leader with patches on his shoulders, elbows, knees, and buttocks, walked towards the two of them vigilantly.

Ma Liang and the others were a little confused: "I have been to the teacher so many times, did you hear that I would like to introduce you?"

"Hehe, no, right? Lift my hand up first!" The young Eighth Route Army leader's voice was heavier.

As the distance between the two sides continued to get closer, the eighth leader was stunned for a moment, suddenly stopped moving, the muzzle of the rifle was shaking faintly, and he trembled to the two comrades following behind: "I'll stare at them first, you can hurry back one,

If these two people have any problems, they will immediately warn the company commander and inform the company commander to come and reinforce the company!"

Ma Liang was a little confused. One of the three eighth parties suddenly turned around and ran away. The remaining two suddenly rushed forward and crawled on the ground and raised their guns toward him.

Suddenly, he seemed to understand something, and immediately pushed the Tiedan into the small ditch next to him, and used the force to crash into the opposite direction.

Bang bang, crisp gunshots resounded throughout the valley.

The bullet whizzed past his body.

After Ma Liang hit the mountain wall, he pushed and kicked hard on the mountain wall. His body jumped up to the opposite side again, and rolled on the ground after landing. During the process, his eyes kept looking at the two people who were pulling the guns quickly.

The eighth-way line was bolted, and the two eighth-way line raised their guns to aim again.

The distance between the two sides is less than twenty meters!

Ma Liang was rolling and grabbed the wrench gun on the ground, but the man had already rolled to the side of the road and quickly slipped into the ditch. During this process, the wrench gun had been drawn out and the machine head was pressed down with one hand. He immediately returned it as he felt.

gun.

Three gunshots rang out in succession.

"Stop it! They are all your own people!"

A roar sounded in the distant valley. Wang Liujin, who was turning over the mountain, happened to see this scene and quickly spoke out to stop it.

One of the eighth-way commanders on the ground was shot in the arm, and the other was nervously lying on the ground to pull the bolt. He was a little anxious and ignored the sound from afar. Wang Liujin quickly ran forward and shouted: "I'm Wang Liujin,

Zhao Xiaoqiang...Your mother, hurry up and put the gun down!"

The Eighth Route Army, who was pulling the gun bolt, heard someone calling his name, subconsciously turned the gun and aimed at Wang Liujin who was running over. Suddenly, he found that the person came was squad leader Wang who had trained his spy company, and was stunned for a moment: "Squad leader Wang

?Why are you?"

The person who was shot on the ground was gritting his teeth and making no sound. The acquaintance who heard it was relieved immediately in one breath, and he was so painful that he hummed.

The man who asked Zhao Xiaoqiang to get up quickly, not caring about pulling the injured comrades beside him, and regardless of mud, he still pointed his gun vigilantly at Ma Liang in the ditch, but his eyes looked at the squad leader Wang in his mind.

Wang Liujin quickly ran to the two of them, raised his hand and pointed to the person who was still holding a gun, and stepped forward to pull up the injured person: "Damn Zhao Xiaoqiang, why did you shoot at your own people?"

Zhao Xiaoqiang came to his senses: "I thought they were Japanese!"

"Didn't he wear the Eighth Route Army uniform? He blinded your dog's eyes. This is his own person!"

"Owner? Look at him like his own... One person pulls a large 38 lid, hangs a pistol on his shoulders, and a Japanese bullet box, lunch box, water bottle, and even if he has Japanese soldiers' shoes on his feet

It's covered in mud, so I can't hide it from me. There's also his Eighth Route Army uniform, but there's not even a patch on it! You said...what is he like the Eighth Route Army?"

"What do you look like the Eighth Route Army? This is the platoon leader of Ma Liang, you a gangster..." Wang Liujin said this and looked down at himself. It seemed that his equipment was similar to Ma Liang, and he was even in the team.

Some people were carrying a machine gun.

Seven or eight people who raised their guns from afar looked at the scene not far away on the road in front of the checkpoint with confusion and vigilance.

Zhao Xiaoqiang, who lowered his gun, smiled awkwardly: "They suddenly emerged from the mountains, with no command or letter of introduction. This equipment is even more suspicious. I thought they were the Japanese advancing into the team!"

"But you can't shoot as soon as you meet! If we hadn't reacted quickly, you might have been honored!" Ma Liang, who was furious, climbed up from the ditch, pulled out a bandage from his backpack, and bandaged the injured soldiers.

But I felt scared. If I didn't hit a little bit, the soldier in front of me would definitely be shot in the head!

"Hehe, the order given by the division is... as long as you find someone who is advancing into the team... you either report secretly... or warn immediately!" Zhao Xiaoqiang's face turned pale and his mouth was stuttering.

"Speak to your uncle's police! I...you..." The platoon leader who had just gotten up from the ditch and was almost gunned was cursed.

After saying that, carefully picked up the rifle on the ground, looked at the mud-filled gun body with heartache, and looked at the barrel. Yes, there was no mud in, and he breathed a sigh of relief. Then he lifted the mud-shell gun in the mud, straight.

Rub it randomly among the dead grass next to it.

"We are all taken off the Japanese. Why are you so reckless? Remember to open your dog's eyes widen next time!" Wang Liujin took his fingers on Squad Leader Zhao's head.

"Squad Leader, hehe, look at him so hard, I don't know him, how could I know?" Squad Leader Zhao shrank his neck and muttered to the old squad leader in a low voice.

The reinforcements seemed to have met the squad leader, so they hurried up and looked at the scene in front of them speechless. Seeing that some comrades were injured, they quickly stepped forward to help.

It didn't take long, and a team emerged from the distant village and rushed towards the foot of the mountain.

The large group of people who heard the gunshots in the mountains also accelerated their pace.

Two people headed straight to the checkpoint.

"Captain Liu? What are you doing?" Captain Liang frowned when he saw that he was an old acquaintance of the local guards.

"Report to the battalion commander, this is a misunderstanding. We mistakenly regarded them as Japanese devils!" Zhao Xiaoqiang next to him quickly explained.

The reinforcements came with a battalion commander, surnamed Liu. He looked at the wounded first and found that nothing serious was wrong. He turned around and walked directly to Captain Liang, looked up and down and opened his mouth: "It's not bad, not long after I went out to the mountain, this bird gun

Have you changed the cannon?"

"There is no cannon, but there is one behind. Do you want to see it?" Captain Liang replied angrily.

Captain Liu was overjoyed, stunned for a moment, his face drew again, and he immediately became excited: "Is there really a cannon? Are the big ones or the small ones?"

"We can build the small cannon in the arsenal, and this time we are of course a big guy! The gift from the Independent Regiment to the division commander..." Captain Liang spoke directly on behalf of the Independent Regiment.

Captain Liu hesitated for a moment: "Lao Liang, this time the situation is special, I have to compromise you!"

Captain Liang was stunned: "Superbing? What does it mean?"

"The division has brought too many people to the event this time. It is not the direct team of the division headquarters and the people at the resident. The nearby teams must at least be at the company level or above. This is the order issued by the division just yesterday!"

"What? What do you mean by saying this... All of my students have to stay outside and drink the northwest wind?"

"You know the rules, orders are orders! You just need to execute them." Captain Liu was helpless, his eyes opened like a lantern, and his words changed: "By the way... Isn't the Anti-Japanese War lasting until after the New Year? You are like this
Chapter completed!