I didn't sleep all night, and no one in the marching team was sleepy, and even the wounded were smug, as if I forgot the pain.

The soldier who was cut off the back trotted and followed: "Platform Commander Zhao, two Japanese soldiers followed behind, but no large number of enemies were pursuing him."

Zhao Tie looked at the cold back in front and squinted his eyes: Maybe... this was long before Company Commander Hu expected...

There are wounded people in the team, and the speed of travel is not fast and cannot be improved at all.

Most of the soldiers looked at the village to the west with wide eyes open with fear. Those puppet soldiers must not come east!

After the team marched north for about ten miles, the people who were harassed in the east followed, sacrificed four, and seriously injured six.

They feinted the attack from the south and started shooting at a distance. The Japanese failed to hit a few, but the casualties were quite serious.

The platoon leader asked Zhao Tie in confusion: "...Is Company Commander Hu's arrangement to make this fart? What exactly does he want to do?"

"You ask me? I don't know!" Zhao Tie suddenly seemed to have thought of something, and his face changed.

"Tiedan, don't rush to ambush, you must know something!"

Zhao Tie hesitated for a while: "I thought it was strange at first, think about it? Let's go to the division to study, Company Commander Hu's level... we all know, do you have no objection to this?"

"No objection."

"I asked him this question just now, do you know what he said?"

“How to say it?”

"Then shut up... obey the order!"

"Ah?" The platoon leader was in a mess in the morning breeze.

Ma Liang, who was walking in front, was very uncomfortable, and the Japanese did not pursue him!

Landmines buried in advance are of no use at all, and they are completely wasted?

...

Although the scale of the battle in the morning was quite large, it had no impact on the sweeping of most of the puppet army.

The puppet soldiers who had stayed in the village for one night still set off as planned early in the morning and continued to sweep westward.

On a battlefield somewhere in the west, the Japanese Captain was standing on the battlefield at this time, and his eyes rarely turned red.

The clothes of the elites on the ground were stripped of all the eighth routes.

Last night, reinforcements came from the Eighth Route Army. The Imperial Army, which was about to be encircled, was entangled by the Eighth Route Army and was unable to complete the encirclement of the Eighth Route Army.

The Eighth Route Army, who had poor combat power, even launched a decisive charge against the Imperial Army, and half of the elites in the squadron were killed.

How did the Eighth Route Army do it? At this point, he could no longer say anything about annihilation of the Eighth Route Army.

The captain hasn't figured it out yet. He really doesn't know how so many elites have died, so how should they go back and explain to the Grandmaster!

A loud sound came from the east.

A three-wheeled company came to the captain with dust, and a ghost jumped off the motorcycle and said to the birds: "Report to the captain, after dawn, a company of the Eighth Route Army attacked the baggage unit and was repelled by our troops! They are fleeing north..."

The captain nodded, indicating his knowledge, frowned and asked the assistant next to him: "How many people are there in the Tu Eighth Route Army of the Independence Group on the plain?"

The lieutenant was stunned for a moment: "Based on the battlefield situation here and the captured Tu Eighth Routes confession, the subordinates judged that there should be two battalions!"

The captain didn't speak, thinking.

There were constant Japanese reconnaissance vanguards around him coming to report on the movements of the Eighth Route Army.

The Eighth Route Army marched slowly in the west, and the captain could imagine that they were prideing their jokes at this moment.

During this sweep, the command repeatedly asked to proceed as planned. The captain finally understood that in the dark, it was the world of rats, and the staff members who made the plan did not seem to be idiots.

The gunshots in the west were still ringing, and the vanguard troops catching the tail of the Eighth Route Army were biting.

The captain secretly swore in his heart that even though the warriors were killed in such a night, you, the Eighth Route Army, would definitely not be much better.

I will not get entangled with you in the dark, I will take your life in the daytime!

In broad daylight, I see where you can go!

After a while of silence, the captain finally ordered: "Order... First, immediately gather the assembly troops, and the baggage troops only carry mortars, and march quickly toward the place."

A messenger ran away.

"Order 2: Report to the county town immediately and mobilize troops to encircle and suppress the Tuo Eighth Route Guerrilla troops that attacked the baggage troops."

...

The common people in the village did not expect that the puppet army had just left, and there was another wave immediately.

The president of Maintenance quickly asked someone to boil water and cook.

This group of puppet troops seemed to be different. They did not clamor to capture the spies of the Eighth Route Army, nor did they go into the village to grab things.

Except for a few people who dealt with the wounded, other puppet troops fell asleep in the grain drying ground outside the village, and were not afraid of catching a cold!

I deserve it! I keep the president cursing carefully.

He seemed to have forgotten this group of puppet troops and did not directly occupy his compound like the one yesterday.

It is noon.

At the entrance of the village, a villager who identified underground staff from the Eighth Route Road for twenty kilograms of millet was hung on a big locust tree.

Tiedan curled his lips: "President Wang, let me say it again, we are the Eighth Route Army, the Eighth Route Army that specializes in fighting the Japanese. We are the people's own team. This morning, we wiped out more than 100 Japanese and defeated the Japanese car team!"

The dark villagers stood on the grain drying ground, listening to the young man wearing the Imperial Army uniform calling himself the Eighth Route Army, and said dryly, "No one believed it."

President Wang, who was standing in front, didn't dare to speak up, so he had to nod and said yes.

"Friends, if anyone dares to betray our Eighth Route Army to fight the Japanese, hehe, I'll let him die!"

Facing...threat? The villagers have different expressions.

"...Now, on behalf of the Anti-Japanese Government, we have sentenced Liu Laizi, who betrayed the underground staff of the Eighth Route Army, to death!"

The villagers looked at the person who was called Liu Laizi and was dragged away.

"Give me your life, the Eighth Route Army men..." Liu Laizi wet his pants and struggled desperately with his legs.

The villagers disbanded and ran away in an instant!

After a while, a figure with gray cloth covering his head and only revealing his eyes turned out from a corner of a broken yard. Guigui came to the alert sentry with admiration: "Take me to see Company Commander Hu immediately!"

The village is very quiet, even at noon.

The people who returned home closed the door and stopped going out, and no one even made a fire to cook, and planned to have a hunger meal.

Until the team that claimed to be the Eighth Route Army left west, no one dared to run out of the village to report the news.

It is close to the mountainous area and is not yet at the point where you can't get rid of the pot. Compared with your life, the weight of twenty kilograms of millet can be seen.

The blockade ditch moves from south to north, separating the plain from the hills at the edge of the hills.

One artillery tower after another stands at the edge of the blockade ditch.

A puppet army sentry stood on the roof of the artillery tower, looking around bored, and suddenly found a team of Imperial Army carrying stretchers walking from the west.

From the morning to now, such a team has been several times, and some of them are captured prisoners.

The puppet army sentry yelled down the artillery tower.

Several puppet soldiers with sleepy eyes tied with buttons walked out of the artillery tower with guns on their backs and stood by the suspension bridge.

As expected, most of these Imperial Army soldiers had to use the artillery tower to make a phone call again.

The team was getting closer and closer, and the puppet army standing by the suspension bridge was still confused: "What?"

Ma Liang walked towards the suspension bridge and replied: "One of us is injured."

"Correspond?" the puppet army asked casually.
Chapter completed!