...Looking at the thorny path that was directly blown into a deep hole, and the corpses of the puppet soldiers lying on both sides, the puppet soldiers who continued to open the way in front couldn't help but fight between the two groups. If it weren't for the Japanese soldiers behind them, they would have been fighting.
I want to run away.
The Japanese captain caught in the middle of the team was still frightened. Fortunately, Daisaku Yamamoto reminded him in time, otherwise the warriors of the empire would be the ones who were killed at this moment.
"Baga, don't stop, keep moving forward!"
The puppet platoon leader was helpless, gritted his teeth, and shouted: "Why are you dawdling? Smoking gun, Tudou, you two go ahead, watch carefully, don't follow the Eighth Route Road."
"Fuck, this life is really not human life."
The big smoker held his own pipe in his mouth, temporarily put the rifle on his back, and grabbed the bloody corpse that was blown up, "Tudou, what are you looking at? Come up and help me."
"Hey!"
Tudou responded, and together with Big Smoke Gun, they casually discarded the bodies of the two companions in the Flesh Mold Lake into the bushes nearby, "Big Smoke Gun, do you think we will become like them sooner or later?"
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"Bah, bah, bah, stop farting, kid. I went out today to read the almanac. I haven't lived enough yet! How could I die so young?"
The big smoker took a puff of smoke, and as the smoke rose, he spat hard on the ground, turned around and said:
"Platoon leader, we have agreed that this is a life-threatening job. You can't just let me carry the big smoking gun in front of you, can you?"
The puppet platoon leader said: "You guys, stop complaining. Don't worry, I'm very fair. Each person walks two hundred steps in front, and after two hundred steps, the next one will be replaced. Is that okay?"
"That's pretty much it!" Da Yanqian temporarily put away his pipe, smiled triumphantly, glanced at Tudou beside him, and said: "You kid, lean back a little and imitate a little from behind.
After a hundred steps, it will be your turn."
"Hey!" Tudou responded and quickly stepped back. He was so close that he might be injured if an accident happened.
"One step, two steps, three steps, four steps..."
Big Smoking Gun bent over, eyes as wide as brass bells, walking slowly forward on the path of trees, while speaking plausibly.
The forward speed is a bit slow, and the Japanese captain seems a little dissatisfied.
The puppet platoon leader noticed the Japanese captain's expression and shouted quickly: "Big Smoking Gun, if you don't hurry up and hurry up, what will you do?"
Da Yanqiang said without turning his head: "Of course it's a matter of counting steps, platoon leader, you agreed that we would replace you after two hundred steps."
The puppet platoon leader was speechless for a moment and could only smile at the Japanese captain, "Taijun, the Eighth Route Army is very cunning. He also did it for safety reasons."
Behind the big smoker, Tudou's eyes widened, and he learned from the big smoker's experience. He had to move away the roots of the trees and the branches of the thorns bit by bit, and see clearly whether there were any booby traps in front of him, and also look clearly at the ground.
Are there any signs that the soil has been renovated? To make sure that no landmines have been laid, and to ensure safety, we move forward slowly.
Tudou was about five or six meters away from the big smoker. The big smoker who opened the way in front murmured in a voice that only he could hear: "Hey, I'll just walk slowly. These fools behind me must have some patterns."
Learn in a certain way, and at the same speed as a tortoise, it's strange that you can catch up with the brothers on the Eighth Route Army!"
It turned out that this big smoker had secretly surrendered to the Independent Regiment's enemy Ministry of Industry.
His secret dealings and delays bought Kong Jie and his party a lot of time.
The Japanese were certainly not stupid. Seeing the big smoke gun dragging in front of them, causing the whole team to move at a snail's pace, they just scolded them and even threatened them with a gun.
Big Smoking Gun suddenly shouted: "Don't move, there are booby traps!"
The potato behind him was so frightened that he quickly fell to the ground.
The team further behind subconsciously retreated, and even the Japanese soldiers caught in the middle were startled.
The sound of the big smoking gun came next, "I just told you to walk slowly. These gangsters are really cunning. They put this ghost mine in such a hidden place. If I hadn't been sharp-sighted, I would have really fallen into their trap. It's so cunning."
Please wait a moment, let me clear this booby trap, and let's continue our journey."
As a result, the Japanese had nothing to say, and even Yamamoto just frowned and did not notice anything wrong.
Time passed slowly, and no more booby explosions were heard from the direction they came from.
Kong Jie finally led the team, successfully split the last section of the journey, and successfully walked out.
"Students and comrades, congratulations to everyone. Although it was a bit difficult along the way, we still made it out smoothly!"
"Let's go!"
After leaving the Zamu Cong, Kong Jie first arranged a guard force, explored all directions, and after confirming that there was no Japanese ambush, he led the student team to choose a small road and continue to set off.
Cao Zheng led several team members to stay at the end of the team, and finally set up a few booby traps in the direction of the exit.
The situation went smoothly. Kong Jie found a new way and chose to walk through the bushes to avoid the Japanese siege.
When they finally escaped and were walking in hiding along the path, Squad Leader Hao couldn't help but sigh: "Captain Kong, I owe you a favor this time. If you hadn't come to the rescue, we in Squad 7 would have
You and these students will all be buried in this mountain."
Kong Jie said with a smile: "We are all our comrades. If we say these things, we will look outsiders."
"Besides, now is not the time for everyone to relax their vigilance. Since the Japs can discover the thorny path we are walking on, most of the Japs on both sides have also chased and intercepted us. I can't guarantee whether the front is safe."
"Ye Min, lead your team to spread the warning area further forward to ensure there are no problems on the road."
"Yes!"
But no matter what, he finally escaped from the mountain where the Japanese were heavily rounding him up. The monk finally found time to approach Wang Xikui and asked: "Brother, can I ask you a question?"
"Well, you say."
"Your regimental leader's surname is Kong?"
"Nonsense, Commander Kong, Commander Kong, if your surname is not Kong, what's your surname?" Wang Xikui rolled his eyes at the monk.
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The monk said: "Is it possible that your Eighth Route Army has two regiment commanders named Kong? What is the name of Commander Kong..."
Tu tu tu tu——
The sudden sound of gunfire caused the monk's voice to stop abruptly.
Ye Min, who was on alert at the front, led his team members into a fight with the Japanese.
Ye Min's reaction was extremely fast. After mowing down the attacking Japanese scouts, he quickly jumped back to the gentle slope with the commando team members. His left arm was stained with blood, which was obviously injured by the Japanese.
At this time, without Ye Min opening his mouth, Kong Jie heard the sound of the enemy's crooked light machine gun fire, and there were more than one.
"Damn it, those stupid little devils really blocked our way forward."
Kong Jie, who looked ugly, immediately ordered: "Comrades, prepare to fight, Squad Leader Hao, protect the students."
"The enemy's fire blockade is too fierce, no one is allowed to show my face."
"Xizi, Ye Min, immediately lead two combat teams to make a quick detour and kill the Japanese machine gun fire."
"We must break out before the Japanese chasing behind us arrive."
"Yes!"
After arranging the roundabout team, Kong Jie looked at the howitzer on the side and said: "You said that you are the deputy platoon leader of the National Army artillery company. It's time to take out a mule or a horse for a walk. How about it? Do you have the confidence to do it?
How many shots does he have?"
The howitzer said without hesitation: "Captain, I can judge the approximate distance and direction of the Japanese machine gun through the sound of gunfire. The Japanese grenade can carry out direct fire strikes. Even if the enemy's head is not exposed, there is no problem in knocking out the Japanese machine gun."
Kong Jie was happy, "Good boy, it's up to you."
"Yes!"
Without saying a word, the howitzer immediately grabbed a grenade launcher.
Zheng, the deputy squad leader of Class 7, quickly ran over holding his grenade launcher and said, "Comrade, isn't your grenade launcher broken?"
"Bullshit, the road has been repaired long ago!"
The howitzer said and looked at Lao Zheng, "You can also use this grenade, right?"
Lao Zheng nodded, "Yes, but the Japanese grenade does not have a bracket, and there is no aiming device. It is difficult to control the stability. I can't shoot accurately."
The howitzer said: "It doesn't matter, two are better than one. You fight with me, Dong San, Jiang Dao, you will be the ammunition handlers for us."...