There are more than thirty people in the puppet army platoon. The platoon leader is a handsome young man from a wealthy family. In order to have a support for his family in these troubled times, he signed up for the puppet military academy a year ago. It is impossible to say how capable he is. He is still learning. Have some theories.
After he came back, he received a new military uniform and was directly appointed as platoon leader by the regiment commander who valued scholars very much. He was usually stationed in the county. This time he came out with the imperial army. He never expected that he would have the opportunity to command the battle alone so soon.
Although the guns of his new army uniform were all second-hand, except for one Czech-style rifle, the others were all Gong-made Type 98 rifles!
Being a platoon leader is also considered as honoring one's ancestors. Usually in a county where there are not many people, he is definitely the boss who walks sideways without saying a word.
At this moment, his infantry squad was guarding outside the village. The other two squads had already entered the village and disappeared. From time to time, shouts of safety and cover came from the village.
He was running up and down the village with his hat crooked and holding a gun. He had already searched nearly half of the village. Except for the footsteps of the search team and the sound of climbing over the wall, there was nothing strange at all. The worries he had when he first entered the village were long forgotten. .
who are we?
We are the county security force!
A proper regular army!
We are catching bad guys here in broad daylight. Who dares to say "no" in front of this man?
The platoon leader had just been riding a bicycle for a while, and now he had just caught his breath. He did not rush the team searching in the village. He was lying next to the machine gun a little bored.
The subordinate next to him quickly suggested: "Brother, do you want to send someone to make a statement?"
The platoon leader was stunned for a moment: "Damn it, those two guys in the village killed our brothers, don't they know that being caught by us means death? If you can call them out by shouting, I will take your last name!"
"Just now I heard the brother who went in said... there may be other people in the village, so we have to be careful."
The platoon leader pushed up the military cap that was crooked on his head: "We are pressing forward all the way. How many of them are dead. Want to run? There is no way!"
"I mean, will there be an ambush from the guerrillas in the village?"
"Ambush? Humph... I wish they had an ambush in this village. The imperial army in the south has been impatient for a long time and is afraid they won't be able to find them!"
...
A series of figures suddenly appeared in the ditch on the east side. Xiao Hongying, who was lying in a corner with her hands on a canopy, began to feel nervous because she didn't have a telescope in her hand and could not clearly see the situation of the approaching team.
Could it be that the puppet troops have come for reinforcements?
After a while, I finally saw the bear-like body at the end of the team crawling on the ground, and my little eyebrows immediately spread!
You damn mule, how dare you try to ruin my aunt's good deeds?
He immediately raised his still sore arm, pulled out the musket tied to his leg, and loaded the gun with a clatter.
She actually really wanted to see what would happen if these people from the Taoist sect faced the puppet army, but she didn't expect Luo Fugui to get involved...
It seems that Mule cannot be blamed for this, he must be worried about his own safety...
My heart felt warm, but the expression on my face was still changing. Suddenly I thought of something...
Quickly put down the gun, pull out the beloved red sleeve band, tear it into two pieces of cloth, tie one end of one directly to the braid on the head, pick up a piece of clothes at the other end and tie it directly, and hold the other end in your hand. ..
Then he stood up directly on the roof.
Turn your body to the south, pull the cloth strip diagonally forward with your right hand, and pull the red noodles diagonally forward with your left hand.
It immediately attracted the attention of the puppet soldiers outside the village who had been watching the activities in the village: "Hey, platoon leader, there is a girl holding a red cloth strip on the roof over there..."
The pseudo-platoon leader followed the direction where his men raised their guns and saw the small body on the roof. He was a little confused...
"No, she's raising a flag!" The pseudo-platoon leader who went to a military academy immediately noticed the clue: "Don't shoot yet!"
To the left, up and down... The pseudo-platoon leader quickly took out his small notebook and flipped through it quickly...
far away.
The observer who looked up from time to time suddenly screamed strangely: "Company Commander, I see the girl... Company Commander, look quickly... she is on the roof..."
The red strips of cloth appeared among the rags in the village, it was so conspicuous!
Luo Fugui raised his dirty, sweaty face: "Where?"
The observer handed the telescope to Luo Fugui: "She asked us to stop moving forward..."
Luo Fugui stretched out his hand to take it, but saw nothing: "Why didn't I see it?"
Observation quickly took over the telescope: "She must be afraid that the enemy will find out, so she hid..."
Luo Fugui was stunned for a moment: "Are you sure?"
The observer looked proud. He always had a skill that even the company commander couldn't do: "Why don't you ask Tang Dagou, the girl really made a flag..."
Luo Fugui was still confused: "Signal language? What does it mean?"
"The flag language was taught by Big Dog and the others, and the girl also learned a little bit... I saw it clearly just now, she asked us to stop where we are... uh... stay where we are..."
"Grandma's big dog, where did he die? Come to this company commander quickly..."
The observer shrank his neck: "Report to the company commander, Platoon Commander Luo has gone to the front..."
outside the village.
The pseudo-platoon leader looked at the flag pictures in the notebook and muttered: "Let us stop the action?"
Looking up at the roof again, that small body is gone...
After seeing what had happened in the morning, he turned around and asked the subordinate next to him: "Where did that little girl go just now?"
The men put away their guns and put them on the ground in front of them: "I guess they got off that roof..."
The pseudo-platoon leader shook his head and thought it was incredible: "She was obviously signaling!"
"What?"
The pseudo-platoon leader seemed to suddenly realize something, and immediately turned his head to look east. Except for the dazzling glare of the rising sun, there was nothing on the desolate plain.
...
The puppet troops in the village continued to advance.
A pile of tangled grass in a certain yard suddenly flew all over the sky. A gray figure emerged from the tangled grass. A sharp long knife flashed like water in the sun, and it slashed at the puppet soldier with a rifle. The monitor's neck.
The pseudo-squad leader, who had been highly nervous, immediately screamed strangely, raised his gun and barely parried the fierce attack!
His figure swayed a few times, and as soon as he stood still, an arrow was inserted into his shoulder.
The pseudo-squad leader fell directly out of the courtyard door and fell to the ground, screaming in pain. Perhaps death stimulated his potential. The pseudo-squad leader actually raised his rifle again to resist the long knife that came from the yard again.
The fierce long sword, skilled archery, and familiar attack methods. He was also a member of the Taoist sect. He was so familiar with all of this that he immediately understood that his opponent was a member of the same sect!
A huge force hit his body from the gun body to his arm, and the pseudo-squad leader immediately fell backwards and fell to the ground.
The place where the arrow hit was so painful. Fortunately, the opponent missed the hit and immediately jumped back into the yard.
The rifles in the hands of the puppet soldiers who were following closely behind the puppet squad leader rang out randomly, and the bullets hit the entrance of the courtyard and bricks flew everywhere.
The two puppet troops hurried forward and dragged aside the squad leader who was highly skilled in martial arts: "Squad leader, how are you?"
"It's okay, quickly pull out this arrow for me!" The pseudo-squad leader could feel that the rough feathered arrow did not penetrate deeply into his body, and his arms could still move. It should not be seriously injured.
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