In the darkness, Maeda did not have much confidence in the security army's report that the Eighth Route Army had been surrounded. However, he did not let the Japanese use grenades to shoot into the village. If the Eighth Route Army was forced into a desperate situation and they really broke out in one direction, most of the surrounding areas would They are all security forces, but they may not be able to prevent them. If they are to pursue them in the mud in the wild, they are really not in the mood.
You already have it in your hand, so there’s no need to rush.
Maeda issued a new order to the security forces surrounding the village. He asked the security forces surrounding the village to send forward soldiers to conduct reconnaissance in the village in the darkness before dawn. As for what they could detect, he had no hope.
The ordering soldiers quickly ran to the positions of various security forces. From about twenty directions, uneven and almost circular encirclements began to press into the village.
A platoon of security forces in the south was roasting chicken. The puppet platoon leader who received the order breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he didn't attack now, it didn't matter. He raised his hand to straighten his slightly crooked big-brimmed hat and looked at the people sitting there. A group of security forces near the fire shouted: "Go one and scout the village!"
In the security army that was transformed from the Broken Army Brigade, there are many who are very skilled at doing this kind of work. They are not brave, but they are soldiers who have fought countless battles and have good experience.
You look at me, I look at you, no one moves.
The chicken is almost cooked. If you let people crawl into the village at this time, you will be damned if someone is willing.
There was a squad leader among the people warming themselves by the fire. When he heard the platoon leader's order and saw that no one stood up on his own initiative, he raised his foot and kicked the thigh of a soldier next to him: "Why are you shrinking so much? Come over and take a look." "
The soldiers surrounding the fire looked at the unfortunate guy who was kicked, and actually burst into laughter.
The puppet soldier looked at the squad leader with resentment. He had no choice but to refuse because he was still smart in the squad. He had no choice but to put his hands on the ground, grabbed the rifle next to him, bent his waist, and headed straight to the north. Dig into the grave.
They had crawled through the pile of dead people, so this grave bag was not afraid at all. He cursed along the way and slowly walked around the grave bags, but his eyes were looking in other directions, and he felt a little more balanced.
Although his road had to pass through grave mounds, it was at least covered by grave mounds. The brothers heading in other directions were already crawling on the ground. Thinking about climbing two to three hundred meters in that muddy ground, he shuddered. Shaked his head.
My place was the closest to the village, so I had to walk. It would definitely be the fastest, but if it was too fast, wouldn't it mean that the gun would always hit the first bird? He walked slowly into the darkness, ducked and immediately squatted down. , let’s wait for those brothers who are climbing forward to catch up.
But behind me came the platoon leader's urging: "Why don't you move forward quickly? Stop and fuck among the dead!"
There was another burst of laughter.
The puppet army had no choice. Although the sky in the east had just turned white, it was still dark everywhere. It was not far from the fire. You could see your figure behind it. There was nothing you could do. After muttering, you got up and walked forward, walking around. After passing a few graves, he squatted down again.
He was still nagging: "You idiot, don't go by yourself. Didn't you see that I have already run as close as possible to the village? Why don't you tell me, let's take a break."
He squatted down in the open space between the two tombs.
He leaned the gun against the grave bag, put his hand into his trouser bag, and after a long effort, he finally took out a crumpled cigarette and straightened it up. Fortunately, he didn't take it out just now, otherwise those bastards would have done it. Want to grab again.
Then he took out a match from his jacket bag, lifted off the outer military uniform, and scratched it on the slightly dry and smelly clothes inside. The match flashed and ignited the small pine stick at the back.
He put the match in front of the cigarette, took a deep puff, lit it, and raised his head slightly. There appeared in front of him a big face, dark, a bit ugly, and very tall, with only the upper half of his body. He was definitely not a human!
Bull head or horse face?
The security guard was so frightened that he rolled his eyes upwards and fell backwards.
"Hey, it's him, his grandma's, it's so scary!" the mule said in a muffled voice.
Tang Dagou came up from behind the puppet soldier, took the cigarette out of the puppet soldier's mouth, held it in his mouth and said vaguely: "Wake him up first."
"How?" Blinking.
"Damn it, haven't you ever done this before? What else can you do? Let me get wet!"
After untying his pants, the puppet soldier slowly woke up after a pattering sound.
The puppet soldiers who woke up were still in a daze. Tang Dagou squatted down and took a deep breath of the cigarette in his mouth. He said by the light of the fire: "Fuck, isn't this a half-immortal? Damn it, why are you here again?"
Hearing a familiar voice, the half-immortal finally came back to his senses: "Big dog? Have you arrived in the underworld too?"
The big dog from Tangshan was a little stunned: "Come to your grandma, didn't you run away? You went to join the security army again?"
Banxian bit his tongue hard, it hurt a lot, are you still alive?
Slowly gaining some strength: "Why are you so stupid here again?" After a pause, his mind became more clear: "Haha... are you the gang that was chased?"
Tang Dagou was a little impatient: "Tell me, what the hell are you doing here."
The half-immortal breathed a sigh of relief: "Isn't it because the imperial army asked to send elite soldiers to investigate your situation?" After saying this, he quickly took the cigarette from Tang Dagou's mouth.
Can the food in this dog's mouth be taken away? Tang Dagou leaned forward slightly and was about to use force, but was pushed back by the mule on the opposite side: "Grandma, business is more important."
Tang Dagou was swallowed and swallowed his saliva.
"Half-immortal, look, we have a big trap right now. If you don't want to die, just work with us. After you're done, you can do whatever you want. Otherwise, I'll be sorry. .”
The half-immortal sneered, and took another deep breath: "They are all surrounded by iron buckets, and you still have a big bag. Throwing peppercorns in this graveyard will make you a fool."
The mule took out the speed machine from his body, pressed the nose of the machine down with his big finger, and pointed it at the half-immortal's chest: "His grandma, big dog, finish him off."
This is obviously a bluff.
When the half-immortal saw the truth, he got excited and said quickly: "My benefactor, don't use swords or guns. You can just say what you want to do."
The mule suddenly became excited and said, "If you are discerning, go back and give us two of your roasted chickens."
Simple and direct.
Cold sweat breaks out on the half-immortal's head. It's so mean for these two gentlemen to be in this cemetery at night just because of the chicken.
Tang Dagou fanned the flames from behind: "Just say whether you want to go or not. If you don't go, that's it."
The half-immortal cried sadly: "But I can't say anything. Twenty or thirty people only roasted three chickens. If you ask me to cook two chickens, why don't you kill me?"
There was no sound.
The stupid bear saw the chicken and turned into a smart bear: "How about this? You go back first, and the big dog will throw a grenade later. I will hit the fire with a machine gun. You squat on the left side of the fire. I will hit the right side. You can take advantage of it." They snatched the chickens and brought them over."
"Aren't you afraid that I won't come over when I go back?"
"Boss Hu can trust you, and so can I."
It was the first time for the half-immortal to be trusted like this, and he was a little touched, with tears welling up in his eyes.
"Your grandma, why are you crying in mourning? I'm not asking you to die."
"Okay, let's do it." For the first time, he was determined: "I came out to conduct reconnaissance. Now if I go back, can I still succeed?"
"That's not easy. I'll shoot you twice in a while, and you'll say you've encountered the Eighth Route Army."
"Then why should I come here again?"
"Why don't you come and investigate it again?"
Doubtful: "Can this be done?"
"It works. I guarantee it will work. Just wait a moment and I'll go back and fix the machine gun!"
