The winding tunnel leads directly to the outside of the town!

Little Hongying, who was breathing fresh air, followed closely behind Li Xiaolian. Looking at the more than ten black shadows waiting with a big knife outside, she couldn't help but feel happy.

Li Xiaolian had a dark face: "What are you happy about?"

"Uh...we finally escaped from the clutches of the Eighth Route...!"

"What's so happy about you, a miserable girl? Follow your sister in the future and let you have no worries about food and clothing!"

In the darkness, Uncle Zhao came over and his voice was anxious: "Xiaolian, the people who are in the security army just sent a message here. The security army in the town is indeed the Eighth Route Army!"

"This is not right..." Although this news confirmed Li Xiaolian's guess in her heart, she still didn't want to believe it: "How could the Public Security Army listen to them?"

Uncle Zhao smiled bitterly: "Oh... all the guys who do evil and bully the people were stabbed to death by them! Then... the wealth and life experience of each security army was registered by the Eighth Route Army. They all went to heaven in front of the bayonet. Who else dared to say no?"

Li Xiaolian's voice was filled with surprise: "What do you mean... the security army did not really join the Eighth Route Army?"

"Of course not, but they had the handle and were caught by the Eighth Route Army."

Li Xiaolian was stunned for a moment: "Why didn't we expect to do this before?"

"The Eighth Route Army is so shameless... We have Taishang Laojun watching us, so we can't do this..."

"Have you caught the Eighth Route Army Activist?"

"The Eighth Route Army is mixed with the Public Security Army. There are more people than the Public Security Army, so there is no way to take action!"

Li Xiaolian hesitated for a moment: "The murderer who killed my father ran away!"

"Why is this happening?" The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment: "I just said that nights are long and dreams, and killing that guy first is more convenient..."

Li Xiaolian ignored Uncle Zhao’s complaint: “Is there any news about the senior brothers who have been involved in the common people?”

Uncle Zhao shook his head: "What's the point of getting mixed up... Among the people who moved the town office, we are ours. I heard that they want to transport salt back to the Eighth Route Base!"

Li Xiaolian gritted her teeth and said, "It's great. As long as I can find these Eighth Route Army nests, I don't believe they can run away!"

Uncle Zhao's tone suddenly became a little squeaky: "But... the origin of this group of Eighth Route Army is strange!"

Li Xiaolian did not doubt him: "What's weird?"

"Among them... there are almost many people who are fellow disciples of our Taoist sect!"

Li Xiaolian was confused: "What did you say? What are you kidding? How could the Eighth Route Army be our brothers?"

"Yang Guanyi and their team joined the Eighth Route Army some time ago. This time... we fought with our own family..."

Li Xiaolian was completely speechless.

After a long time, a dark shadow came hurriedly: "Sister Sister, the Eighth Route Army that surrounded our yard has been withdrawn. Now we are walking south, and our people are following!"

Li Xiaolian was in a bad mood: "Where is the second senior brother?"

The black shadow hesitated for a moment: "I went to the Rangers."

Uncle Zhao shook his head next to him: "After hang out with those people, he will suffer a great loss sooner or later!"

Li Xiaolian calmed down and turned to look at the group of people around her carrying big swords: "You all follow me now, let's follow those Eighth Route Army members! I don't believe that I can't find the Eighth Route Army members who escaped!"

Uncle Zhao was anxious: "Your father's funeral... I won't be able to make an altar and pray for the water and land temple without you..."

Li Xiaolian looked determined and said, "Let me talk about it when I come back!"

Soon, a group of men in black followed Li Xiaolian and quickly walked south.

Finally, he followed the braid, with his mouth wide open and panting like a bellows...

Looks like... can't keep up...

In front of her, a man with a big knife shook his head, but he was thinking in his heart that this girl is quite brave and wants to avenge her master, and she is still somewhat filial to him...

Unlike the second senior brother who only wants to get promoted and make money...

So he paused for a moment, grabbed the girl's little arm, and took her to run south in the darkness before dawn.

The braid on the head of Xiao Hongying was blown back by the wind, and she felt that it was pulled like a trolley. Her legs were thrown to the ground like a hot wheel, and her ears were filled with wind...

The face hurts!

But I was laughing in my heart, thinking that I had spent so much effort on the Pan Zhuzi's independent group who could play big swords and fought so hard. This time... I must have made ten... no... twenty of them played big swords and let the unknown rural horsemen in the group fall all over the floor!

...

The Eighth Route Team in front was watching, and the team finally slowed down. Li Xiaolian looked at Xiaobian's back and shouted loudly: "Girl? Why are you following you?"

Xiao Hongying shrank her neck: "Hehe, I'll take a look..."

"You don't know how dangerous this is... are you tired?"

The smoker who was unethical and smoked actually couldn't stand others being kind to her. When he heard Li Xiaolian's concern, he subconsciously stretched out his neck and leaned over: "I'm afraid something happened to you..."

Li Xiaolian is not a rude person: "Sister is amazing, what can the Eighth Route Guerrillas be?"

"Then can you tell me about Master?"

"You say dad? Forget it... This world...it's very difficult for people to survive, let alone us women..."

...

The earth fell into darkness before dawn.

A team rushed south, with vanguards in front, soldiers behind them and scouts hiding in the dark to follow people.

The pain from the gunshot wound made Ma Liang unable to walk at all, and he fainted and fell asleep on the stretcher.

The cold wind still blew, and the walking soldiers burst out their noses that were spinning back and forth in their nasal cavity from time to time.

Luo Fugui's soldiers were wandering with guns on their backs, looking in a good mood, laughing and talking jokes.

More rural blokes next to them pricked up their ears and listened carefully to the bragging of these soldiers.

If their heroic deeds were all true, the Japanese would have been beaten back to the East!

Even though they knew they were talking nonsense, the young soldiers still listened with relish...

Going to the battlefield...

It is happiness to survive.

The veteran's dirty face was left at the end of the team, and behind him was arranged to hang a scout far away in the darkness on the left and right.

I walked almost ten miles, but I still haven't found anyone following me. I have carefully reconnaissed, but I haven't found anyone showing up.

The more this happens, the more worried the dirty face is. The boss of the Taoist sect was killed by his brother on the stretcher, and those guys will never be good at quitting!

No one follows, it just means that they are not afraid of them running away...unless... they have an in-depth support in the Ninth Battalion team!

But this is impossible, because all the soldiers from the Old Ninth Company came this time...

Oh... No, there are the new recruits in the team who are subdivided to the Ninth Battalion...

They seem to be all from Taoist people. Could it be that they are in the same group...

Thinking of this, my dirty face shivered!

When it comes to the battlefield, when it comes to shooting and tactics, those recruits are simply rookies...

But when it comes to dancing guns, sticks and big swords, it is difficult for two soldiers from the Ninth Battalion to deal with one of the new recruits!

Thinking of this, Dirty Face immediately grabbed the warrior next to him, and the two of them muttered in the dark for a long time.

After the soldier understood it, he immediately ran forward quickly to find Commander Luo, the "Ninth Company Commander" of the Ninth Battalion.

Commander... The original intention is to be a military in the army, and generally refers to commanders at the division level or above.

But now the grass-head commander is everywhere... The bandit team with thirty or fifty people must be able to call themselves a commander...

As the commander, isn’t it just giving orders?

After receiving the news from his dirty face, Commander Luo was stunned and quickly shook Ma Liang on the stretcher.

Unfortunately, Ma Liang, who was injured, was still in a state of dizziness, and Luo Fugui did not dare to exert too much force, so he did not wake up at all...

Now the girl is missing, and the team takes down a company from Baidaokou Town. Nearly thirty new recruits are all replenished from the Taoist sect...

How dare you sting your hands...How to deal with this trouble?

In a rage, the bear pulled out the machine gun carried on his backpack and prepared to give the recruits a look...

After thinking about it, I immediately became angry again. Didn’t I be a bandit before?

Since it was a Taoist sect, it also wanted to attack the security army. The Ninth Battalion went over this time and killed the Dao leader who was involved in the security army. Who told him to mingle among the enemy? Besides, that was just a pure accident...

It’s still the dirty face that there is no problem that cannot be solved by money and food in this world...

Looking back on the negotiation results when bloody conflicts occurred on various hills when they were bandits...

If it really cannot be solved, it must be that there is not enough money and food provided!

There is a girl who acts as an insider on the Taoist sect... There should be room for ease of relieving this matter...

But... the scout killed Li Xiaolian's father, but later killed a proud apprentice...

Taoist sects are all bloody men, how could they agree to reconcile?

Nowadays, the complexity of things... is far beyond the ability of bears to handle things, and bears have a mess in their minds...

The bear's eyes rolled and immediately had an idea: If you are willing to follow me, I'm too lazy to pay attention to you. I'm going to the south... I have more people!
Chapter completed!