Ma Shengnan has not figured out the situation until a girl walked out of the artillery tower.

She sat nervously on the donkey cart, tilted her head to look at the girl who was not much younger than her.

The girl stood in the blockade and said, "You made all his brains, it's a pity for that dress!"

"Hey, can't you just bury it?"

"Dig a few more holes, maybe someone else will come!"

There were a burst of strange screams coming from the blockade ditch, and Ma Shengnan felt even more nervous. Why was this girl so stupid?

The sound of blocking the ditch continued. Six Japanese soldiers walked out of the artillery tower first, followed by a large group of puppet troops.

I really don’t know why so many puppet troops were stuffed into the small artillery tower...

Ma Shengnan felt nervous and quickly turned his head to the side. The Japanese were not human at all... But how could that girl enter and exit the cannon easily?

He looked nervously at the Japanese and did not walk towards him, but took the people to the side of the motorcycle.

A group of people muttered around the motorcycle.

The Japanese stepped onto the motorcycle, twisted the key, raised his legs and stepped on the starting rod.

Maybe the Japanese motorcycle was well maintained, and the cold weather immediately started to clamor, and a stream of white smoke came out from behind the butt.

Ma Shengnan couldn't help but look at the motorcycle, watching the Japanese riding on the motorcycle, twisting the key, and the motorcycle stopped shouting.

Inadvertently, a large circle of puppet troops were surrounded by the motorcycle to watch the fun.

Even the girl who was blocking the ditch was no exception and squeezed into the crowd.

One face seemed to be struck by lightning and rode on another motorcycle. The Japanese were carefully explaining the ugly puppet army how to ride a motorcycle.

After several consecutive shutdowns, a motorcycle finally moved slowly on the eastward road.

Behind the motorcycle, a large group of 25 who had never seen the world, didn't run far, and when I passed a pit on the road, I successfully drove into the pit...

After a long time, the devil finally seemed to notice that there was someone on the donkey cart brought by the puppet army. The devil turned his head and said, "Mule, why are you still standing there? Take her to the artillery tower!"

Ma Shengnan noticed a big and thick puppet army approaching him: "We are the Eighth Route Army, why are you still standing there? Hurry up and go to the artillery tower!"

"I won't go!" Ma Shengnan knew very well what it meant to enter the artillery tower. His tied hands tightly grasped the wooden board on the donkey cart, and was a little panicked.

"Boss Hu, what should I do if this girl doesn't want to enter the artillery tower?"

"You just said you are the Eighth Route Army?"

"Does grandma believe in it or not!"

"Then can you let me go?"

Luo Fugui shook his head: "Let it go? No, I won't talk about it now!"

After saying that, he turned around and looked at Hu Yi who was riding a motorcycle on the road.

Seeing that no one paid attention to her, Ma Shengnan began to lively and tried hard to break free from the rope that bound her.

But the little girl turned to the donkey cart again.

He was staring at his arrogant big eyes: "Hey, what's your name? What's your doing?"

"My surname is Ma...liangmin..." Ma Shengnan replied in a low voice, his hands did not stop.

"Good people? Do you think I will believe you so many black dogs escort you alone?"

"I am such a good person!" Ma Shengnan saw that this girl seemed to have no malice. The traitor might think there were too many people and it was not tied up tightly. After struggling for a long time, he finally broke away from the rope that tied her hands.

The girl continued to ask: "Are you an underground party... a county government work team... or a national army action team?"

"I'm really an ordinary person..."

"If you don't say forget it, we are the Eighth Route Army, don't miss the opportunity."

This girl also said that they were the Eighth Route Army and was a little stunned for a moment. The enemy was sweeping on a large scale. There were six Japanese and dozens of puppet troops in this artillery tower. How could it be the Eighth Route Army? Don’t you open your eyes and tell lies?

Mostly the enemy is playing some tricks!

From time to time, my eyes looked at a large group of people around the motorcycle not far away, and my mind suddenly became alive.

After carefully observing the situation around the artillery tower, I suddenly thought of something and asked carefully: "Where are the reconnaissance teams who arrested me just now?"

The girl stretched her neck and looked at the motorcycle in the distance, and replied casually: "It's buried."

"Little sister, you said you are the Eighth Route Army. Can you untie the rope that tied me first?"

"Okay!" The girl didn't even look back: "Big dog, don't join in the fun, come and untie the rope!"

The big and thick puppet soldiers turned around and came over again, took out a bayonet, and directly broke the rope that tied Ma Shengnan's hands and feet, and then ignored her.

Are they really the Eighth Route Army? Ma Shengnan was a little anxious: "Hey, little sister, what part do you belong to?"

"The Ninth Company of the Independent Group."

"Company Ninth? Is your company commander the surname Hu?"

"You mean fox? That's the one on the motorcycle."

"Take me to see him now!"

"Why? Who are you?"

"I'm an underground trafficman."

The girl turned around and looked at Ma Shengnan up and down: "Then I asked you just now, why didn't you say it?"

"How do I know if what you said is true or false?"

The girl was half-believing and half-doubted: "Then you prove your identity first!"

"I am an intelligence officer in the fifth district. The situation is urgent now. Please hurry up!"

The girl thought for a while: "Then come with me and go and see if there are any of the people above you who know!"

Ma Shengnan quickly limped over the girl and entered the first floor of the artillery tower. His eyes immediately lit up. Several puppet soldiers were wiping machine guns, and two crooked handles on the table were polished to a shiny one.

Ma Shengnan felt itchy: That was definitely not Czech!

The girl in front actually raised her legs and kicked the puppet army blocking the stairs on the second floor: "Don't block the way!"

The puppet army was dissatisfied: "Damn girl, you can't be gentle!"

The scene of the puppet army getting angry as Ma Shengnan imagined did not appear...

Everything was strange, and I followed the puppet army to the second floor.

At this time, seven gray-clothed people on the second floor were squatting at the base of the wall to gnaw buns.

"Uncle Li?" Ma Shengnan was stunned and looked at the middle-aged man among them.

The middle-aged man was obviously a little excited, but pretended not to admit it: "Did you recognize the wrong person?"

Ma Shengnan quickly said to the girl: "This is our person!"

The middle-aged man was stunned. Wasn’t he being taken over by the enemy? He had to stand up helplessly: “Xiao Ma, why are you... here too!”

"When the traffic officer and I passed the blockade ditch, the puppet army discovered it. The traffic officers covered me and died. When I arrived at the contact point, I didn't find you. I was going to go back to my hometown to take a look. I didn't expect to be caught by a traitor." Ma Shengnan was a little excited.

The girl next to her looked at the two of them in surprise: "Hey, I said that we are the Eighth Route Army, and you don't believe it!"

"Little girl, are you really the Eighth Route Army?"

"Who do you think is young?...Auntie told you that we are the 9th Company of the Eighth Route Army Independent Corps."

"Then what are your company commanders in the second company?"

"You mean that bastard Gao Yidao?"

The middle-aged man had a black line: "Do you really know Company Commander Gao?"

"I know him all the way into ashes."

"You said you are from the Ninth Company, what is the name of the company commander and instructor of the Ninth Company?"

"Hey, I said...you're not over yet, aren't you? Do you know if the black shopkeeper?"

"Ah?" The middle-aged man's chin immediately fell to the ground: "You are really the Eighth Route Army."
Chapter completed!