Yang Ling strode forward with his head held high, and Liu Yidao followed closely behind Yang Ling. He was getting closer and closer to the two Japs in the middle of the road. He also saw clearly the two Japs emerging from the low hills and grass a few hundred meters behind them.
The black muzzle.
The ferocious muzzles of the Japanese ambushes were getting closer and closer. The middle of the road was unobstructed. Once a fight broke out, there would be no place for him to hide. Thinking of this, Liu Yidao's legs felt a little weak, and he felt a little regretful for following him.
He wanted to persuade Yang Ling to go back, but seeing Yang Ling's confident look, he swallowed his words again. He swallowed his saliva and secretly looked back at himself. Yang Dashu also set up the machine gun, feeling uneasy.
few.
"Stand up your chest, don't let the Japanese look down on you." Yang Ling's voice rang in his ears, and Liu Yidao involuntarily puffed up his chest, but after taking a few steps, he felt a little scared again.
However, he still gritted his teeth and did not let his erect body get any lower. Damn it, they are just two little devils. Even if they die, they must be killed first! Liu Yidao felt cruel in his heart.
The two Japs were wearing tattered military uniforms of the National Revolutionary Army, and the sour smell emanating from their clothes could be smelled from a distance. Liu Yidao muttered to himself that they looked really alike in disguise. If he met him on the road, he might still be there.
He really thought he had met friendly forces, the little devil was really insidious, he cursed secretly in his heart, and the two sides got closer.
Yang Ling stopped about three meters away from the two Japanese soldiers, and Liu Yidao hurriedly stood still with his chest raised and his neck raised to pretend to be calm, like an energetic rooster showing off his power.
The two Japanese were not tall, but they were tall and powerful, with cold faces and fierce eyes. At this moment, the four of them looked at each other, looking at each other up and down.
Liu Yidao felt uncomfortable being stared at by that needle-piercing gaze, and he stared back fiercely. At this moment, he was like a fighting cock, with big eyes and small eyes, trying to overwhelm the opponent with momentum, but he found that no matter what,
, it seems that the Japanese are even more powerful.
He turned to look at Yang Ling. Yang Ling was as calm and collected as ever, with no trace of panic or fear on his face. He was looking at the squinting Japanese man.
The atmosphere was a bit dull, and neither party spoke first. Liu Yidao saw that the slant-eyed Japs were being stared at by Yang Ling, and turned his attention to the Japs in front, kicking him hard.
"Where are our people?" The slant-eyed Japanese broke the silence, speaking fluent Chinese.
Yang Ling replied lightly: "They resisted fiercely, and only one person was left alive."
There was no expression on the cold face of the slant-eyed Japanese soldier. It seemed that the death of his subordinate was not a big deal to him, and he did not care about it: "I want to take a look."
Yang Ling also complied with his request and waved behind him. Tengtian, who was tied like a rice dumpling, was pushed out. Seeing Tengtian alive, the squinting Japanese nodded with satisfaction.
"I also captured your people, we can exchange them."
Yang Ling answered concisely and concisely: "I agree."
The slant-eyed Japs whispered a few instructions to the other Japs, who immediately nodded and bowed and went back, escorting the bound brothers who were exploring the way.
Yang Ling also said to Liu Yidao: "Bring that Japanese over here and replace him with our brother."
Although Liu Yidao was extremely reluctant, the current situation was stronger than others. If he did not agree to the exchange, his brother would definitely not survive.
Major Yingxiao saw Yang Ling standing in front of him, who was calm and upright. His temperament was different from any Chinese soldier he had encountered before. He was like a sharp sword, but wrapped in composure. Yang Ling aroused his interest.
Takako forced a smile and said: "I am Major Takako of the 13th Division. Please leave your name too. Maybe we will meet again on the battlefield in the future."
"Yang Ling, commander of the guerrilla battalion of the Jiangfang Group Army, if we meet on the battlefield in the future, I will definitely chop off your head with my own hands——"
Yingxiao didn't care about Yang Ling's threats. Instead, he smiled and stared at Yang Ling and said, "I have cut off more than a hundred Chinese heads. I don't mind one more for you."
Although the two parties spoke in a calm tone, as if they were chatting with old friends, they were filled with murderous intent.
Yang Ling knew that he had met a fierce, cruel and wise opponent. He was a powerful enemy. If possible, he wanted to kill him now, but for the sake of the brothers who were captured, he could only endure it for now.
Yingxiao also wanted to kill Yang Ling, but he was not sure. Yang Ling's calmness and calmness prevented him from taking any rash actions. He felt that he was being targeted by a wild beast, and this feeling made him extremely uncomfortable.
Liu Yidao brought the tied Tengtian back to the middle of the road. The captured brothers were also brought over by the Japanese. The prisoners on both sides walked slowly towards their side.
Just when the captured persons on both sides were about to miss each other, Yingxiao's eyes suddenly flashed with fierceness, and with lightning speed, he pulled out the gun at his waist and pulled the trigger on Yang Ling and the others.
"Get down!" Yang Ling kept staring at the Japanese soldier Yingxiao. When he saw the change in his eyes, he immediately felt nervous and hurriedly shouted a warning.
Bang! The gun rang out, blood splashed everywhere, and a bloody hole appeared on the head of the Japanese soldier Tengtian. He fell straight to the ground. There was a look of relief on his face, as if he had already expected this outcome.
In fact, Major Takako didn't want to rescue Tengtian at all. In his opinion, being captured by the Chinese was a shame. Tengtian should die to God. His Majesty was loyal to the emperor, but Tengtian did not commit suicide as expected, and
He was being escorted towards Nanjing, so he had no choice but to propose an exchange. He just hoped to kill Teng Tian and prevent him from leaking the secret.
The sound of gunfire made people on both sides feel tense at the same time. Without hesitation, they lay down on each other and pulled the trigger. The battle suddenly broke out. Major Yingxiao threw a grenade in the direction of Yang Ling, hoping to kill Yang Ling.
Yang Ling jumped away from his opponent.
Yang Ling continuously pulled the trigger of the shell gun, and the bullets flew out. He never wanted to kill Ying Xiao, a fierce and cruel opponent, but Ying Xiao was so wretched that when he saw that Yang Ling was not killed, Slippery and the loach were already heading towards him.
He ran away in the distance, bullets flying everywhere, and knocked the other prisoner to the ground.
Liu Yidao screamed and pulled out his machete, trying to catch up with Ying Xiao, but the Japs not far away also opened fire, and raindrops of bullets poured in, causing the withered grass to scatter. Liu Yidao was quickly pinned to the ground.
Don't dare to move.
"Get back first." Seeing the fierce Japanese firepower, Yang Ling asked Liu Yidao to retreat, covered a few unarmed brothers and ran back.
While the two parties were negotiating, the old smoker and the guerrillas had quickly followed up from behind. The guerrillas were familiar with the situation and immediately surrounded them from the flanks, trying to wipe out this group of Japanese.