A Japanese man hurried forward on the ridge and reported the situation to Captain Nakamura.

Matsui led the advancing team to run away early, resulting in the bombing being fruitless. The special attackers had to stop attacking. Under helplessness, they had to evacuate the Eighth Route Command.

Captain Nakamura was very angry. The subsequent bombing plan was terminated. The emperor's army was nearly twenty casualties. Matsui ran away and disappeared. If he hadn't been familiar with the terrain of the mountain, he would have wanted to leave the cowardly Matsui to him as a guide and kill the two cowards.

Behind him, the Eighth Route Army dared to chase him, which made him feel a great humiliation!

Seeing that the lieutenant's face turned into pig liver color, the second lieutenant next to him immediately asked: "Report to the lieutenant, please allow me to stay and destroy the group of rats behind him!"

Lieutenant Pig Face hesitated for a while, agreed to the lieutenant's request, and ordered with a grim smile: "The brigade continues to move forward, a small team stays to establish a defense line on the spot, and the mortars stay. When those ghosts come over, I want them all to die.

Pull it to death?”

After giving the order, he waved to the second lieutenant of the Japanese begging for orders. He was preparing to personally direct the elimination of the Tu Eighth Route Army behind him.

"Please wait." A member of the advance team who should not have made any comments quickly stepped forward and said, "Lieutenant, I suggest you go first. The number of Tujiao 8th Route is not large. After destroying the Tujiao 8th Route, I will stay to lead the way.

Can."

Nakamura stopped, turned around and looked at the mountain road behind it with nothing. His hand was trembling with the hilt of the knife, trying to suppress the fury in his heart. He looked at the unafraid of death-erring team members in front of him, and it took him a while to calm down:

"Let's talk about it when the Eighth Route Army of China is eliminated."

Nakamura personally led a few subordinates to the hillside next to him, pulled out his telescope and observed the terrain.

Even though the elite who advanced to the team was very unhappy, they did not dare to violate the orders. They could only be anxious. The mountains are the world of the Eighth Route Army. They really wanted to suggest that there was no need to get involved with the Eighth Route Army, but they looked at Nakamura's eyes higher than the top.

He simply said nothing and leaned against the mountain wall to breathe heavily.

Not long after, a Japanese man hurried back to explore the way forward, looked left and right, went straight to the hill and reported the situation to Zhongcun.

After receiving the news, Nakamura frowned and turned to look at the lieutenant next to him: "Let's withdraw first."

"No more than a fight against this group of Eighth Route Army members? There are not many of them."

Nakamura's face instantly turned from red to black: "I found the Eighth Route Army of the West and stayed there, and they might be surrounded."

Seeing that Nakamura's order changed every day, his voice was stern, and his tone was unquestionable, the second lieutenant no longer suggested: "Yes."

...

Everyone knows that Captain Lu made a marriage report to the division, so no one has any idea of ​​Song Xiaoci, the propaganda officer of the Independent League.

In the year of the disaster, the division headquarters that had just left the Japanese attack quickly resumed normal operations. There would be no changes because someone was in a confinement, but there were many people worried about it in a small area.

A group of students saw off the army to return to the independent team, and the two figures muttered on the side of the road, and Song Xiaoci was a little worried: "That? Company Commander Hu is okay?"

"Just be detained for three days, just go back and tell the team leader."

"Okay, I and the comrades from the division will leave first, take care of you." As he spoke, his eyes turned red.

"Hehe, you need to take care of yourself. The mountains are much safer than the independent group."

"That's right, don't worry, Lao Qin is alone in supporting the Ninth Company?"

"Isn't it Tian Sanqi here?" The girl didn't care.

"If he and Company Commander Gao do anything, you still have to regret it?" Song Xiaoci had a clear understanding of the Independence Group during this period.

"Hmph, he was alone in the plain without Jiulian, what kind of flowers could he make? What else could he do if he had a second company... Uh... Is it really not for someone who wants to be a coolie for you?

Young Master." The girl stared at the squad leader of the division special agent camp who was walking by next to her. She was carrying a submachine gun that wrapped a raincoat on her shoulder with a rope wrapped around the outside.

"Okay, go back quickly, you have to study in the afternoon!"

"You have to keep that... for me, and then hand it over to Uncle Niu when you go back." The little girl looked at the spy squad leader's back and added: "I must be clear."

"Okay, isn't it just a machine gun?"

"Hehe, yes, yes, it's a machine gun, you can do it."

"Okay, let's go." After saying that, he turned around and followed the independent team with brisk steps.

"This Secretary Song has changed a lot. How come he looks so like an old monster?" The girl standing by the playground said to herself and turned back to the classroom.

...

Zhou Wanping was in a good mood and the wounded could see clearly.

"Hey, is it because the wounded have recovered well these days?" A wounded asked the nurse next to him for nothing.

"Report to the head, no serious casualties died in the past two days.

"I heard that Dr. Zhou is single now?" the wounded asked, looking at the back of the wounded man.

"It should be." The nurse who was packing the bandage looked up and looked at the head on the hospital bed strangely.

“…”

Finally, when the nurse left, the wounded shouted "Guardian."

A young man carrying a mullet ran in: "Captain, if you have anything to do... please give me instructions."

"I'm just instructing you, hurry up and invite Dean Chen over."

"yes."

This winter afternoon, a chief decided to care about Dr. Zhou's personal problems in the Teachers Hospital.

For many people, confinement is a shame and a very test of their psychological quality.

Three days of confinement and endless loneliness can make people feel illusions and even mentally broken.

But to Hu Yi, he didn't seem to feel anything at all.

Captain Liang did not notify Hu Yi to participate in the study these two days. Since he was confinement, he must be strictly enforced.

As for Hu Yi’s academic record, the Department’s Political Department seemed to have ignored it, and there was no discussion on whether it was to be fired.

As for the position, it is the business of the Independent Group itself, but a note in the file should be indispensable.

"Fox!" A cricket-free voice rang over the roof of the back wall, followed by the girl's voice.

Hu Yi turned over from the bed and watched a ray of light suddenly appear on the roof. A hole was immediately broken on the roof, revealing the girl's smug face.

He frowned and looked at the smiling face: "Auntie, I'm in custody now, why are you going to run to the roof?"

"This is the notes I have taken these two days. You can take a look first." As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately threw a few pieces of folded paper into the hole.

Hu Yi ran the flat paper and looked carefully through the light of the roof. It was covered with circles and pictograms...

"Who are you? What are you doing here?" A shout came from the hole in the back room.

"Oh, fuck I'll just go around."

"Uh, are you a member of the Independent League Anti-Japanese University?"

"Hehe, that's it."

"Yes, yes." The big dog glanced at the badge that he had just issued today, feeling uneasy and dared not look at the roof.

"If you don't summarize your morning study carefully, come here, do you... want to smoke?"

"Report to the chief, I don't smoke, I just want to smoke."

The short and fat middle-aged man took out a pack of cigarette from his pocket and carefully shook out one: "After smoking, hurry up and study hard."

The big dog watched the commander with the guards leave, looked up at the roof, and quickly murmured to the roof in a low voice: "I'll go first, I'll pick you up when they go away."

This chapter is over.

Chapter 600 unknowingly, thanks to the deserter brothers for their support.

This particularly busy work finally became much easier. After having time, I decided to write a book of my own.

After thinking for a long time, the new book "The Biography of Jingwu Lie" finally started.

I have been writing for more than a year, but my collection is not as good as others for a day. I secretly say that the copyright of "Under the Fire" is leisurely.

As for the new book, brothers, please don’t be stingy with advice on writing book reviews. We have no other ideas. We just hope that in the new book period, all the recommended votes that should have been voted for "Under the Fire" to "Jingwu"

"The Biography of Lie".

Please rest assured that the continuation will not be interrupted. In addition, the number of "weekly recommended votes" in our "Under the Fire" will be kept at the tenth place in the military category at the starting point at any time. Hehe, awesome, although I don't know what birds are used for recommending votes.

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