"As long as you help me untickle it, I will be your grandson. If you die on the road, I will burn high incense for you after returning to China, kneel three times and nine times in front of your spirit every day, will you win?"

Long Weng bent his waist, lowered his head, and smiled charmingly.

That's what it said, it sounds a little wrong, and it's so disgusting.

"Master, you are the leader of the group. It's not good for the whole world to recognize grandpa. As for burning incense, I'll help you burn it in the future."

Feng Yuntian has seen a shameless person. He really doesn't know what to say about people like Long Wenhua, so he can only talk to him.

Even pretending that his grandson failed to take Feng Yuntian, Long Weng was still not discouraged and released his tricks again.

"Oh, it's so uncomfortable, a headache, from Huangpu, I'll tell you, I'm sick with my brain and my body will be uncomfortable and yelling. If you don't unlock me, I may get sick at any time. Once I lose control, then..."

Long Wen's words did not say it later, but his proud and humble appearance that year already explained everything.

Thinking of Long Wen's neurotic brain circuit, I might be sure that I would really shout here, if I alarm the Japanese escort team in front of me.

Then the man who saved a Mao can run away quickly.

"Hey, my good leader, okay, stop making trouble. You can win, I hope you can do what you said just now. Let's work together to go home and stop playing your tricks."

Feng Yuntian sighed helplessly.

Out of preconceived trust in the actor Duan Yihong, Long Weng, who has chosen to believe that until now, he still has the identity of the commander of the Sichuan Legion, waved his hand to signal Aaron to untie the rope on Long Weng.

"Did I have any tricks? You've been playing monkeys all the time."

Long Wen smiled jokingly, pointing to the bald mouse lying on Fengyuntian's head, and then his expression changed instantly like a Sichuan opera.

He looked up at the moon in the sky and said meaningfully: "I just want everything to return to what it should have been."

Feng Yuntian couldn't guess what he said, and now he had important things and had no time to guess.

Focus on tracking the Japanese escort team!

The Japanese escort team marched very smoothly and did not rest on the road. They walked for more than two hours before they arrived at a small house in the forest before they stopped.

Feng Yuntian asked the others to wait 50 meters away, and he quietly touched the earthblock outside the hut.

After some detailed observation, Feng Yuntian returned to the place where he was waiting for everyone and gathered several people from the core together for a meeting.

"I did a very detailed investigation, and there was good news and bad news..."

Before Feng Yuntian finished speaking, Milong continued: "The bad news is useful for a ball, and it will make people feel worse after listening to it. Let's say it first."

"You're so anxious and just listen to me."

Feng Yuntian glared at Milong speechlessly, folded a small wooden stick, and roughly drew a topographic map on a bright ground shining through the woods.

Pointing to the house, he said, "This should be a Burmese wooden house, a stilt house, with three rooms in total. It is now requisitioned by the Japanese army as a temporary camp, and no fortifications are built around it.

Moreover, these Japanese devils were very careless and did not even arrange the most basic camp safety measures, and there was no sentry around the entire house.

They were so careless. I guess it was probably because the entire Myanmar national army and British army were retreating now. These Japanese soldiers were chasing them all the way and never thought that someone would take the initiative to attack them.

If we launch a sneak attack, we can easily get close to the Japanese army, and we can only be forced to fight hand-to-hand combat with us. This is good news for us."

"If I fight hand-to-hand combat, I won't be afraid. Just the Japanese physique, I will be fined two at one time, and there is no problem at all." Milong became excited when he heard this.

When others heard this news, they felt that this rescue was a chance, and they were all ready to rush over and kill all the Japanese devils.

Just as everyone was full of fighting spirit, Long Wenhua suddenly said: "Is it really that simple? From Huangpu, let me tell you the bad news."

Meng Fanle is the second person who is still calm in mind except Long Wen.

He also said: "This group of Japanese devils made a special trip to come over overnight and finally chose to camp here, not just for this wooden house."

"Oh~ It's not that simple."

Feng Yuntian sighed and said with a frown: "There was a Japanese army unit stationed in this camp. The number of Japanese soldiers in the escort team was close to 30, and we only had 19 of them."

"Forehead……"

Everyone was stunned.

It was like a basin of cold water pouring down the excitement just now, and it made me feel cool.

Those who came here were veterans of four or five years, with rich combat experience with the Japanese, and were very clear about their mentality. In terms of hand-to-hand combat, there were probably few troops in the entire national army that could match the Japanese army.

The Japanese can completely suppress the national army not only because they have good food, so they will be stronger, but also because their military qualities are very comprehensive and they are also powerful in hand-to-hand combat.

In their Army's "Infantry Practice", treating bayonet assault as the ultimate way to decide the outcome is enough to show the Japanese army's enthusiasm for close combat.

When Feng Yuntian participated in the Battle of Shanghai, the direct troops of the Whampoa Military Academy, as well as the most elite German mechanics, under the premise of having the advantage of defensive operations.

The casualties ratio with the Japanese army reached an unimaginable 7 to 1.

The tragic sacrifice of seven national soldiers can bring the life of a Japanese devil. The fierce battle is really an inch of mountains and rivers and an inch of blood.

It is precisely because of the Japanese's individual quality that Feng Yuntian and the veterans present have to think deeply now.

Even if they can successfully fight with the Japanese army with the help of loopholes without sentry alert, can the miscellaneous Sichuan Army pieced together from the shelter station really achieve the feat of the entire company fighting against the Japanese army with one or two?

In fact, there is no need to ask at all, everyone present knows it well.

Strange!

Totally impossible!

There is no pressure for them to fight one of the Japanese devils. One has some hope for the other with the advantage of sneak attack. The other fights two Japanese devils, which is purely a death sentence.

This is the situation now, so what should I do?

Could it be that you just retreat and no longer save people?

Of course not!

Bula and Doubing refused to agree first, but their abilities were really limited. Even if they were so anxious that their throats were smoking, they could not think of any good idea.
Chapter completed!