The opponent is on the ground and he is in the tunnel.

The sergeant suddenly understood something, and it turned out that the biggest thing that stayed in the center of the tunnel was fear.

He never seemed to know what fear was before.

When he saw the blood spurting out from Rixijiao's neck, he was frightened.

For the honor of the empire, he could not show his fear before his subordinates, and immediately suppressed it with anger.

Fortunately, I was used to the bloody scenes and finally did not lose my composure in front of my subordinates.

If you don't go out, it's absolutely safe.

This tunnel was not dug out temporarily, it should be a long time ago. Maybe it was a big family. In order to deal with the escape passage built by soldiers at any time, it feels like the wooden boards on the top of the tunnel should not be too thick from the ground!

With a flash of inspiration, he decided to retreat for a while. Since the soil layer above his head was not thick, breaking the wooden board on the top and then drilling out of the ground seemed to be a good choice.

You can't put eggs in a basket.

Now we have to do a two-pronged approach.

The grave was surrounded by graves, and more than a dozen hidden eyes were staring at the tunnel entrance.

As long as you are guarding against the grenades thrown out by the Japanese, you will be almost invincible!

There are many good martial artists in the Taoist sect who are fighting first-class, but of course they cannot say that they have any standards when it comes to fighting.

Although I have never eaten pork, I have always seen pigs running.

He was surrounded by the puppet army first, and almost wiped out the entire army. Then he saw with his own eyes how the Ninth Battalion fought. No matter how stupid the people were, he knew how to match it.

Although they were in the cemetery, the crowd seemed to have completely forgotten their fear.

Old Zhao was forced by a Japanese bayonet and slowly stretched out his body. Before he could poke his head out, he shouted to the outside: "Oh... it's me... I'm Uncle Zhao Jiu... Everyone must see clearly before taking action..."

He didn't say anything to the outsiders to stop taking action.

The meaning is very clear. If you really can't rescue him, then don't care about his life or death and just do it.

In troubled times, you can’t let the younger generations be afraid of making jokes just because you are the uncle.

They are all the masters who lick blood from the edge of the knife, and life and death have long been indifferent...

"Uncle Master..."

"Uncle Master..."

"Get back quickly... What's wrong? You actually offended Taijun..." There was anxiety in his speech.

Several young people were about to go out from their hiding place, but were immediately stopped by Li Gang: "Don't move around..."

Li Xiaolian didn't have much experience, and Li Gang took over the command.

In the past, I didn’t take my brothers out for business, and even fucked the guys and fought with bandits and even the government.

But it was the first time to fight with the Japanese face to face, and I was very nervous.

When he saw the uncle appearing out of the tunnel, he became upset.

Uncle Zhao Jiu? I haven't heard that Uncle Master has this account...

I instantly understood that there were nine Japanese in the tunnel!

What does his sentence afterwards mean?

When I saw the uncle appearing at the entrance of the tunnel, some people were happy and some were sad.

Listening to Uncle Master’s voice, Li Gang understood that there were not many Japanese in the tunnel, but Uncle Master was in the hands of the enemy!

With the grave covered the grave, Li Laosan subconsciously approached the little girl and lowered his voice to explain to her what the teacher said.

He held the braid holding the matte and widened his eyes: "Are you sure there are only nine Japanese devils?"

"Hehe, what Uncle Master said, I will never make a mistake..."

Xiaopian'er breathed a sigh of relief: "Hehe, nine Japanese... dare to squeak in front of my aunt..."

Seeing that the man stretched out his hand and pulled the grenade on his body, Li Laosan was shocked and hurriedly covered him: "Hey, I said, you are so crazy... Don't shoot randomly. Now you have to find a way to rescue Uncle Master..."

Without getting the grenade, Xiaopianer pulled one of the two rifles in front of Li Laosan in a hurry: "Are you tired with two guns?"

"Didn't I prepare one for you..."

The girl nodded with satisfaction: "Hurry up and ask Uncle Master to find a way out. Even if the Japanese follow him, I will knock him down with one shot..."

"You think the Japanese are fools? Will they line up and get shot?" Gu Yuxiu

"There must be sacrifices in the revolution..."

Li Laosan winked and said, "Did you hear it? There is a sound on the ground in the east..."

"What's the meaning?"

"Uncle Master said that the Japanese are about to come out of somewhere in the tunnel..."

Xiao Hongying was stunned for a moment: "When did he say it? Why didn't I hear it?"

...

It is not easy to clear the ruins by hand-drawing engineers and shoveling.

Shi Chengzheng directed the soldiers to take action: "Oh, hurry up and use wood to write the letter on the top of the wall and dig a hole directly at the base of the wall next to it. Otherwise, if the wall collapses, Wang Xiaosan will be smashed into meat pie..."

After talking to Wang Xiaosan who was pressed under the wall for a while, Ma Liang was very nervous.

If the Japanese kill a shot, they will not be enough to see this little person!

One squadron, more than two hundred Japanese!

Thinking nervously, the Japanese came from the east. It seemed that the Japanese who followed the Japanese who passed by the west should not be the same way.

In other words, this time the Japanese dispatched far more than one squadron!

In addition, there were puppet troops everywhere in the enemy-occupied areas, and the Ninth Battalion was really playing with fire.

Asking the soldiers to continue to save people, he turned around and went outside the village.

More than a dozen soldiers are digging pits and burying the dead soldiers.

There was no coffin at all, not even a piece of white cloth.

Ma Liang couldn't even believe that this was true. He was talking and laughing yesterday, but it was gone.

He raised his uninjured hand and rubbed his eyes, reminding the registered soldiers to look carefully again and make sure to record the names and deeds of the sacrificed soldiers.

There were at least thirty soldiers who died.

When he came to the body of a comrade who had a bayonet breaking the blood hole, he squatted down, half-kneeled, reached out and took off the Eighth Route Army cap covering his comrade's face.

He wanted to remember the faces of his sacrificed comrades, put his hat on his chest, and reached out to try to wipe the dust on his sacrificed comrades' faces clean.

Unfortunately, no matter how he wiped it, he hadn't washed it for many days, and his face, which had been smoked by gunpowder, could not be wiped clean at all.

Half of them were veterans who had been on the battlefield, and the soldiers who had just joined the Ninth Battalion. They died before he even remembered the names of the fresh soldiers.

One row, it's gone...

Ma Liang was in a very bad mood and came too late.

Maybe it should be called lucky. Wang Xiaosan just said that he surrounded a company of the puppet troops in the village and a squadron of the Japanese!

More than three hundred enemies!

I and Li Xiang only brought two rows in total. If I had arrived early, I wouldn't have to think about what the result would be.

When the marching has been rushing all the way, it is likely that the enemy has found the traces, and now we have to step up the rescue of people.

The movement must be fast.

Ma Liang stood up.

Soldiers kept riding bicycles to him: "Report, it has been confirmed that all the Japanese went north to Baidaokou Town, for unknown reasons... The puppet army went south to Baliying..."

Ma Liang looked west and saw that the sun had set.

The desolate land is about to enter the darkness.

When he came here, he happened to be staggered with the puppet army, and he still couldn't figure out a problem.

Since the Japanese wanted to encircle and suppress the guerrillas, they should not go to Baidaokou Town.

This is completely unreasonable.

"Report... The scouts who remained in Baidaokou Town are back..."

A man in a puppet army uniform saw Ma Liang and before he could breathe well, he quickly reported: "Captain Ma is good... Go to Baidaokou Town... The Japanese should have... important purpose... They have been searching... two footprints, one big and one small... We have decided... They should be... looking for Company Commander Luo... and Comrade Hongying..."

"Look for the footprints of the two of them?" Ma Liang was stunned for a moment: "The plain is so big, what are the Japanese looking for them?"

"This group of Japanese devils is completely different from the ones we have...the ones who came to the town first...will all say our words..."
Chapter completed!