The winding tunnel leads directly to the outside of the town!
Breathing the fresh air, Xiao Hongying followed closely behind Li Xiaolian, looking at the dozen or so black figures waiting outside with swords on their backs, she couldn't help but feel happy.
Li Xiaolian said with a dark face: "What do you enjoy?"
"Uh... we finally escaped from the clutches of the Eighth Route Army!"
"You miserable girl, what's the point of being happy about this? From now on, I'll follow my sister so that you can have enough food and clothing!"
In the darkness, Uncle Zhao walked over and said in an urgent voice: "Xiao Lian, our people in the security army just sent a message that the Eighth Route Army is indeed recruiting the security forces in the town!"
"There's something wrong..." Although this news confirmed Li Xiaolian's suspicion, she still didn't want to believe it: "How could the security army listen to them?"
Uncle Zhao gave a bitter smile: "Hey... all those guys who did all kinds of evil and oppressed the people were stabbed to death by them! Then... the net worth and background of each security force was registered by the Eighth Route Army, and those who refused to accept the bayonet were all imprisoned. God, who else dares to say no?"
Li Xiaolian's voice was full of surprise: "You mean... the security forces didn't really join the Eighth Route Army?"
"Of course not, it's just that they have something in the hands of the Eighth Route Army."
Li Xiaolian was stunned for a moment: "Why didn't we think of doing this before?"
"That Eighth Route Army is so shameless... We have the Supreme Master watching over us, so we can't do this..."
"Have you caught any of the eight alive?"
"The Eighth Route Army is mixed with the security forces. There are more of them than the security forces. There is no way to take action!"
Li Xiaolian hesitated for a moment: "My father's murderer ran away!"
"How could this happen?" The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment: "I'll just say that the night is full of dreams. It would be easier to kill that guy first..."
Li Xiaolian ignored Uncle Zhao's complaint: "Has there been any news about the senior brothers who have infiltrated among the common people?"
Uncle Zhao shook his head: "What's the use of fooling around... We are among the people who moved things from the town hall. I heard that they want to transport the salt back to the Eighth Route Base!"
Li Xiaolian gritted her teeth and said: "Great, as long as we can find these Eighth Route Army lairs, I don't believe they can escape!"
Uncle Zhao's tone suddenly became a little squeaky: "But...the origins of this group of eight-legged gangsters are weird!"
Li Xiaolian had no doubt about him: "What's weird?"
"Among them...many of them are fellow disciples of our Taoist sect!"
Li Xiaolian was stunned: "What did you say? Are you kidding me? How can the Eighth Route Army be our senior brothers?"
"Yang Guanyi and his team fought against each other some time ago. This time... we are fighting against our own family..."
Li Xiaolian was completely speechless.
After a long while, a dark figure hurriedly came over: "Senior sister, the eight groups surrounding our yard have withdrawn and are now heading south. Our people are following!"
Li Xiaolian was in a bad mood: "Where is the second senior brother?"
Black Shadow hesitated for a moment: "Went to the Rangers."
Uncle Zhao next to him shook his head: "If he hangs with those people, he will suffer big losses sooner or later!"
Li Xiaolian regained her composure and turned to look at the group of people around them who were carrying swords: "You all follow me now, let's follow those eight soldiers! I don't believe that we can't find those eight soldiers who escaped!"
Uncle Zhao was anxious: "Your father's funeral... We will make a confession at the water and land ashram without you..."
Li Xiaolian looked determined: "We'll talk about it when I get back!"
Soon, a group of men in black followed Li Xiaolian and walked south quickly.
The little braid followed at the end, with his mouth wide open and panting like a bellows...
Seeing...I can't keep up...
In front of her, a man carrying a big sword shook his head, but he was thinking in his heart, this girl is quite brave, she still wants to avenge her master, she is somewhat filial...
Unlike that second senior brother who only wants to get promoted and get rich...
So, he paused for a moment, grabbed the girl's little arm, and led her to run south in the darkness before dawn.
The little braid on Xiao Hongying's head was blown back by the wind, and she felt like it was being pulled up like a cloud frame. Her legs were swinging like hot wheels, occasionally hitting the ground, and the wind was ringing in her ears...
It hurts my face!
But I was laughing in my heart, thinking that back then, several pillars of the independent group had spent so much effort fighting over and undercover for Pan Zhuzi, who was good at wielding a sword. This time... there must be ten... no... twenty... Go back and make the ignorant country bumpkins in the regiment drop their jaws!
...
The eight-pronged team in front was in sight, and the team finally slowed down. Li Xiaolian looked at the pigtail behind and shouted sharply: "Girl? Why are you following me?"
Xiao Hongying shrank her neck: "Hey, I'll come and take a look..."
"You have no idea how dangerous this is...Are you tired?"
The wicked person actually can't stand others being nice to her. When she heard Li Xiaolian's caring words, she subconsciously stretched out her little neck and leaned over: "I'm afraid something will happen to you..."
Li Xiaolian is not a soft-hearted person: "Sister is very powerful, so what can the Eighth Route Guerrillas be?"
"Then can you tell me about Master?"
"You mean dad? Forget it... In this world... it's very difficult for people to survive, let alone us women..."
...
The land fell into predawn darkness.
A team rushed south, with leading soldiers in front, soldiers in the rear, and scouts hiding in the dark to prevent people from following them.
The pain from the gunshot wound made Ma Liang unable to walk at all, and he fell asleep directly on the stretcher.
The cold wind was still blowing, and the walking soldiers would blow out the snot swirling back and forth in their nostrils from time to time.
Several of Luo Fugui's soldiers were wandering around with guns on their backs. They seemed to be in a good mood, laughing and telling jokes.
There were more country bumpkins nearby, pricking up their ears and listening carefully to the bragging of these soldiers.
If their heroic deeds were all true, the little devil would have been beaten back to Japan long ago!
Even though they knew they were talking nonsense, the young soldiers still listened with interest...
On the battlefield...
Being alive is happiness.
Veteran Youzi Dirty Face stayed at the end of the team, and behind him there were scouts hanging far away in the dark on the left and right.
They have walked nearly ten miles, and so far no one has been found following them. They have also carefully scouted the left and right sides, and no one has appeared.
The more this happens, the more worried Dirty Face becomes. The Taoist boss was killed by his brother on a stretcher. Those guys will definitely not take it easy!
No one followed, which only meant that they were not afraid of themselves and others running away...unless...they had an insider in the ninth battalion!
But this is impossible, because all the soldiers coming this time are soldiers from the old Ninth Company...
Oops... No, there are new recruits in the team who are assigned to the Ninth Battalion...
They all seem to be members of the Taoist sect. Could it be that they are in the same group...
Thinking of this, Dirty Face shuddered!
On the battlefield, when it comes to stabbing, shooting and tactics, those new recruits are basically rookies...
But when it comes to dancing with spears, sticks, and swords, two soldiers from the ninth battalion would have a hard time dealing with a new recruit!
Thinking of this, Dirty Face immediately grabbed the soldier next to him, and the two of them murmured in the dark for a long time.
After the soldier understood, he immediately ran forward to find Commander Luo, the "Ninth Company Commander" of the Ninth Battalion.
Commander...originally means the person in charge of military affairs in the army, generally referring to commanders at division level or above.
It's just that today there are grass-head commanders everywhere... A bandit team of thirty or fifty people can call themselves a commander...
Commander, doesn't he just give orders?
Commander Luo was dumbfounded when he received the news from Dirty Face, and quickly shook Ma Liang on the stretcher.
Unfortunately, the injured Ma Liang was still in a coma, and Luo Fugui didn't dare to use too much force, so he didn't wake up at all...
Now that the girl has gone missing, the team has taken down a company from Baidaokou Town. Nearly thirty recruits were recruited from Daomen...
How dare you eat it inside and outside... How to deal with this trouble?
In anger, Xiong pulled out the machine gun on his backpack and prepared to show the recruits some colors...
After thinking about it, I immediately felt discouraged. Wasn't I a bandit before?
Since it is a Taoist sect, it also wants to attack the security army. The Ninth Battalion went over this time to kill the Taoist leader who had sneaked into the security army. Who asked him to mix among the enemies? Besides, it was just an accident...
Dirty Face is right, there is no problem in this world that money and food cannot solve...
Recalling the results of negotiations when bloody conflicts often occurred in various hills when I was a bandit...
If it really can't be solved, it must be because the money and food provided are not enough!
There is a girl at the Taoist Gate who is acting as an internal agent... There should be room for easing this matter...
But...the scout killed Li Xiaolian's father, but later he also killed his proud apprentice...
The Taoists are all bloody men, how could they agree to reconcile?
Nowadays, the complexity of things... is far beyond the bear's ability to handle, and the bear's mind is a mess...
Xiong Gulu rolled his eyes and immediately had an idea: If you are willing to follow, I won't bother to care about you. When we get to the south... I have more people!
Gotta...go find Boss Hu quickly...let him have a headache...
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