Although Yuanyoshi Honggang is alone, he is also facing powerful masters such as Liu Tuanzuo and Chen Yunfa, as well as a patrol team of up to a thousand people, but he is a master! The most important thing is that he is only one person. The target is small, and
It's easy to hide, you can hide in any hole you want.
But Miyamoto Chuan and the five others were not so lucky. After chasing each other for nearly 9 hours with hundreds of pursuers led by Shan Ying, they could no longer stand it.
More importantly, they were discovered.
Although there is no wild wolf tracking with a super sense of smell like Xiong Er, the 2nd and 4th Special Operations Teams not only have mountain hunters like Shan Ying, but also abnormal tracking masters Zeng Tu.
Not only were some of the little tricks they pulled out exposed, but Shan Ying and others were also able to determine the approximate number of people they wanted to track the target, which would definitely not exceed ten people.
Nine hours later, Miyamoto Kazu and others, who were exhausted from running on the mountain ridge and wanted to stand up and fight hundreds of Chinese, were finally exposed by the presence of a shepherd boy.
The shepherd boy is just a seven or eight-year-old Chinese boy wearing rags, bare feet, and his nose is running clear in the autumn wind.
The little boy Mudun'er, who was driving his two most valuable black goats up the mountain to graze, felt a little cold under the autumn mountain wind, but he was very happy in his heart. Especially when he saw Xiao Hei greedily eating the grass,
When Dahei accompanied me attentively.
Xiao Hei, the smaller ewe at home, is already pregnant. If nothing goes wrong, a lamb will be born in half a month. As the family's wealth increases, Xiao Hei also has milk, so
That's what makes Mu Dun'er the happiest.
Because the family has run out of food, the mother has no milk, and the little sister, who is not even a hundred days old, is already as thin as firewood. The adults say that the little sister cannot be fed. Because the army is gathering, all the autumn grain in the village has been collected for the army.
After using it, all that was left to the villagers were some grains for subsistence.
Adults can still go up the mountain to dig some wild vegetables and make do with corn paste to fill their stomachs. Even though children like him are hungry, they can also go up the mountain to pick wild fruits and catch small fish, shrimps and crabs in the mountain streams to fill their stomachs.
But the little girl who can only survive on rice milk cannot survive. The things they can eat cannot be eaten by the little girl who has not yet grown teeth.
Every day I look at the little girl who is sucking her mother's shriveled vagina but can't get even a drop of sperm out. She can only cry heartbreakingly, but her voice is getting weaker and weaker like a kitten. The mother is holding her little sister in despair.
The look in his eyes, the look of his father squatting at the door and beating his head in pain, made Mu Dun'er feel like a knife.
The fish soup he spent all day soaking in the small fish he caught in the mountain stream was not enough to make the little sister grow up, but Xiao Hei's milk could. As long as he drank goat's milk, the little sister would be as white and fat as before.
Fatty opened his round eyes and chuckled at himself.
Then, Mu Dun'er, who was full of longing for the future life, stopped waving the sheep whip in his hand but was reluctant to hit Xiao Hei, and stared blankly at a few people appearing on the ridge 200 meters away.
Wearing a yellow military uniform, a submachine gun, a dark green steel helmet, and gray leather boots with no visible color.
Who are these people? Why are they different from the blue military uniforms worn by the bosses who came to collect grains that he saw in the village? Although Mu Duner, who is still young, has the concept of Japanese in his mind, he has never seen them.
Having worn Japanese military uniforms, he would not have known that what he was facing now were the most elite soldiers of the Japanese.
Mu Dun'er saw Miyamoto Chuanhe and others. Naturally, Miyamoto Chuan and the others also saw Mu Dun'er.
Chinese shepherd boys and Japanese invaders met on a narrow road on such a ridge.
Suddenly bumping into the Chinese, several Japanese who were chased by the Chinese and had no way to go to the sky or the ground were naturally full of murderous intent, and they raised their guns unnaturally. Even though the Chinese was just a Chinese who didn't know the world.
children.
But for these so-called elites, not only was the captain, Major Minamoto no Yoshi, ordered to kill any Chinese villagers they saw in order to conceal their whereabouts. More importantly, they hated the Chinese very much.
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It was no big deal that the Chinese soldiers were chasing them, but a group of Chinese farmers carrying hoes and hatchets actually joined the team searching the mountains. It can be said that they were driven away like wild dogs along the way.
Hundreds of Chinese farmers and their hunting dogs also played a major role. Without their presence, they might have been able to hide in the ditches and ridges to avoid being hunted by the Chinese soldiers.
After all, the mountains are still very vast.
But now, it's all in vain. A few miles away, there are Chinese people who are as excited as taking medicine. Whether they are soldiers or civilians, they can't run any better than themselves, senior Japanese samurai who have received countless rigorous trainings.
Slow down. In just one hour or less, they will become turtles in a urn and be torn to pieces by the Chinese.
No matter how confident they are, they are not so confident that they think they can escape from the guns of nearly 200 Chinese. Just looking at their will, you can tell that they are elite soldiers who belong to the Chinese.
Miyamoto Kawazu smiled. He stretched out his hand and quietly made a gesture, asking his companions to lower their guns and hide their murderous intentions. In his opinion, this Chinese shepherd boy was the only chance of survival for him and others.
The Chinese pursuit will come to an abrupt end after they encounter this Chinese shepherd boy. Although this shepherd boy cannot save their lives.
However, it may be possible in mountain villages where shepherd boys exist.
Yes, at this moment, Miyamoto Kazuzu made an extremely ruthless decision. Since he couldn't run away, he wouldn't run away.
It is not to fight against hundreds or thousands of Chinese people, but to use all the Chinese people in the mountain village where this shepherd boy lives as hostages, and to use women and children as shields to escort them out of this damn place.
In the past, even if he had this idea, he couldn't realize it. The Chinese mountain villages were so weirdly built. Even if he saw the location on the map, when he wanted to run where he wanted to go, he discovered that the village in the Taihang Mountains in China was
There are simply too many cliffs. Why the Chinese people in Baga would put their homes on the cliffs is simply beyond Miyamoto Kazuzu's understanding.
But now, the appearance of the shepherd boy first proves that there is a mountain village not marked on the map nearby, and more importantly, he can let this little boy lead the way.
"Children, we are under the Seventh Army of the Northeast Army. We were ordered to reconnoiter the terrain. The brothers have been thirsty after walking on the mountain road for a day. Can we come to your house to ask for a glass of water?" Miyamoto Chuanwa walked to Shangzi alone.
In front of Mu Dun'er, who looked a little silly in a daze and had a runny nose, he spoke with a standard northern Chinese accent.
Since they dare to sneak into the Chinese defense zone where tens of thousands of troops gather, the special attack team led by Minamoto Yoshihiko naturally has the ability to survive. In addition to their strong individual soldier qualities, they can also speak Chinese very fluently. If they put on Chinese military uniforms,
Except for being slightly shorter, they were no different from ordinary Northeastern troops. In fact, each of them had a set of Chinese military uniforms in their backpacks. However, during these nine hours of escaping, they did not even have time to change into their uniforms.
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To be honest, they didn't think that changing into Chinese clothes would have any effect. In fact, the Chinese soldiers were so poor that they went to the battlefield with a grain bag hanging on them. The large rucksacks they carried were too revealing.
, and the key is, they didn’t have time to destroy and hide the backpack.
Miyamoto Kawazu did not expect that the generous material support would one day become a fatal cause. At least, they could not meet their nutritional needs for a day like the Chinese with a handful of fried rice and mountain spring water. Their backpacks
In addition to dried meat and canned food, there are also blankets that can resist the mountain wind and maintain body temperature at night.
Mudun'er continued to be in a daze because he had never seen such a kind boss.
The bosses who came to the village to collect food were all fierce. He still remembered his parents kneeling on the ground and begging the boss who took away the last bag of rice to leave two bowls of white rice for his little sister to make rice soup to survive, but they were still rejected.
In despair, although he still dropped a few coins.
But, what's the use? Food from hundreds of miles around has already been collected. Can these copper coins buy food?
To be honest, in Mu Dun'er's little heart, he hated the bosses who almost killed his little sister more than the Japanese that his parents, uncles and aunts said. They wanted to fight the Japanese, but they almost killed his poor little sister.
Little sister, this is something Mu Duner cannot accept.
But this boss has such a warm smile.
Especially when he took out a colorful object and taught him how to peel off the sugar coating and put it in his mouth.
Sweet... sweet to the core, far sweeter than ripe wild fruits in the mountains.
It was so delicious. Mudun'er greedily licked the toffee with the tip of his tongue, showing a long-lost happiness on his face.
Miyamoto Kazuya smiled and watched as the Chinese shepherd boy in tattered clothes greedily licked the toffee for a few mouthfuls, then carefully rewrapped the toffee and hid it in his pocket.
"Child, why don't you eat?" Miyamoto Kawazu asked.
"Boss, I want to leave it to my little sister, is that okay? She's only a few months old and she hasn't eaten it yet?" Mu Duner timidly replied.
"Okay, great." Miyamoto Kazuzu also had a hint of happiness on his face.
Chinese children who are only a few months old can be placed on their chests to stop bullets. Chinese people, if you have the guts, use bayonets to pierce the bodies of your Chinese babies and pierce the hearts of the imperial warriors!
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PS: Today is the 81st anniversary of the July 7 Incident. All the people’s heroes who participated in the Great Patriotic War will be immortalized and the Chinese nation will never forget them. Ahem, as for additional updates, you know, Fengyue is working hard to save the manuscript. In a week...
..Children, for this anniversary, vote! You really have to believe me, I believe it anyway.