North of the village.
Shigenobu led his two men everywhere to look for footprints like dogs, when suddenly there was a burst of gunfire in the village behind him.
Soon, there was a lot of gunfire.
Shigenobu looked back and saw the Imperial Alliance Army appearing in the north and west of the village. It seemed that the puppet army and the warriors had launched an attack on the village.
However, he was not distracted by the fighting in the village.
Still squatting on the ground and observing carefully, he pointed to the large and small footprints and wheel marks on the ground: "These are the footprints that appeared last night."
The two men next to him quickly took a closer look: "These two footprints walking together show that the target did not come together by chance."
Shigenobu frowned: "That's right, but I didn't find those bloody footprints."
One of his men analyzed: "Could he be riding a bicycle so we can't see the footprints?"
Shigenobu nodded, suddenly sniffed and sniffed, and asked the men next to him again: "Do you smell anything?"
The two men next to me twitched their noses, and seemed to smell nothing in the cold air.
Shigenobu couldn't help but shake his head and said softly: "It smells like roast chicken, which means someone has eaten roast chicken here."
The two men believed Shigento's words and looked at each other, blushing because they found nothing.
Shigenobu looked around, walked to the side of the road, raised his hand and picked up a half-chewed chicken leg bone from the ground: "Look, the tooth marks on it show that this person's upper and lower jaws have strong bite force."
The two men didn't know what was going on, so they had to pretend to be stupid and say nothing.
After Shigexin finished speaking, he looked at the footprints heading west.
I followed the footprints on the ground and walked west. About ten minutes later, I found footprints, one large and one small, on the road.
The footprints on the small road became messy, with dense cloth shoe and straw shoe prints making a mess of wheel marks and footprints on the ground.
Then the large and small footprints disappeared.
The last footprint is still heading north, while some two wheel tracks have slightly deepened and are heading north.
Chongxin couldn't help but look up to the north with a faint smile. In addition to desolation, it was still desolation.
After a long while, Shigenobu turned to one of the Japanese and ordered: "Go back immediately and tell the lieutenant that the target has gone north." He paused here, with a ferocious look on his face: "Leave no one in the village! Let the lieutenant .Lead people to pursue north in ten minutes, don’t waste time here.”
For an elite force to annihilate a village, it should take about ten minutes, right?
It's a pity that he didn't go around the village and continue south, because the bloody footprints in the photo in his hand were left by Hu Yi when he was in Qi County, and in the south of the village, the footprints left by Hu Yi extended to the other side of the river! Maybe even find motorcycle tire tracks!
There are so many people in the Ninth Camp and there are really too many clues left behind. It is easy to be tracked and found by the enemy.
This devil's judgment was almost correct. To him, the guerrillas in the village did not attract his attention at all.
He was not even interested in catching people alive in the village and asking about the specific situation of those three people!
Regardless of his physical injuries, Old Bandit Qi climbed directly from the roof of the bungalow to the thatched roof next to him and climbed down along the escape route he had anticipated.
Boom. Boom.
After the two loud noises, except for Wang Xiaosan who reacted quickly, none of the two men who carried the old bandit and Wang Xiaosan's recruits came down from the roof.
A shower of blood dropped from the air.
Wang Xiaosan pulled the old bandit Qi on the ground onto his back, and shouted to the wounded soldiers below who were still in a daze and the villagers: "Retreat to the village first, and be careful to guard against the Japs' grenade launchers."
The five wounded soldiers below quickly limped and ran towards the village.
Wang Xiaosan quickly ran into a courtyard, put down Old Bandit Qi and leaned against the wall: "Hey, how are you?"
Qi Lao Qi covered his wound and said, "I can't die yet."
Wang Xiaosan immediately felt uncomfortable because the barrel of the flower machine gun hanging on his chest was bent. He grabbed a rifle from the man next to him and complained: "This time we are in big trouble."
The old bandit Qi on the ground raised his leg and kicked Wu Xiaosan: "You are so heartbroken! Let's go to see the Lord of Hell together in a while."
Wang Xiaosan shook his head: "I can die, but you have to go into the cellar now!"
Old Bandit Qi tilted his head and widened his eyes: "How dare you!"
"In the worst case, I'll give you a grenade, and it will blow up the cellar and still leave a whole body."
"Oh, you bastard, you're being arrogant. I've seen a lot of little Japanese cannons. I've even suffered from little Japanese mountain cannons countless times. This time we're setting up the layout in this courtyard. How can we go on with the brothers if we don't punish a few of them?" Show off?"
"What do you mean?"
"The grenades fired by the Japanese cannons are no different from grenades. As long as they don't break into the house through the window, it won't be a big deal."
"You mean, let's fight to the death?"
Old Bandit Qi chuckled: "Isn't this really what you want? We are having a great time fighting here, and your wounded brothers and villagers may be able to find a way to survive."
In Wang Xiaosan's opinion, the old bandit Qi is just an old veteran.
It is absolutely impossible to say that he did not hesitate to take his own life, otherwise he would not have followed Wang Taigong and his son to surrender to the Japanese and become a security force.
But he still did tricks on the little devils from time to time, so he had a good impression of the old gangsters.
But it is absolutely impossible to say how good this person named Qi is!
Wang Xiaosan knows very well that on the battlefield, who doesn't hope that he can survive?
But in a desperate situation, where people die and birds fall to the sky, it becomes the obsession of most people to have someone to support them.
Let him hide in the cellar, but he refuses because the old bastard knows better than anyone else that in the end, almost everyone in the cellar will be found!
After all, how many of those who hold guns these days are good at it? What's more, it's puppet troops who entered the village this time! The puppet troops may not be able to do anything else, but when it comes to searching villages, they are definitely more powerful than the Japanese!
It's still very early before dark, a room is only so big, and people can't escape just by drilling a hole!
Therefore, running into the cellar was just to comfort myself.
In the end, very few actually escaped.
Thinking of this, Wang Xiaosan stopped talking and was too lazy to care about this guy.
More than a dozen wounded soldiers were following the puppet soldiers in the village, fighting fiercely.
He tried his best to gather the wounded soldiers who were scattered in other places, then chose a house with thick earth walls and began to spread out the personnel as much as possible.
Until, he suddenly saw a dozen soldiers with intact hands and feet emerging.
Wang Xiaosan was stunned for a moment: "You haven't left yet?"
"Hehe, if we leave now, will we still have the dignity to say that we are soldiers of the Ninth Battalion in the future?" The squad leader shrank his neck and came to Wang Xiaosan: "Platoon leader, just arrange the mission!"
Wang Xiaosan's expression changed several times. At this time, there was no point in blaming them, he just went to the task.
After the general arrangements were made, Wang Xiaosan trotted to the yard where the wounded soldiers were hidden, and suddenly found that the old bandit Qi was also present.
Inside the house, more than a dozen villagers were dismantling the kang, leaving the houses where the wounded soldiers were in a mess.
Wang Xiaosan couldn't help but ask the villagers: "What are you doing?"
The wrinkles on the old man's face trembled: "The guy named Qi in the yard said that he would first use bricks to build a strip on the ground to connect to the cellar. Later, the room where the wounded man was staying would collapse, and the people in the cellar might be able to Escaped!"
Wang Xiaosan was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Old Bandit Qi next to him: "You mean to destroy the house and cover the cellar? Then why did you just say that entering the cellar will mean death?"
"I don't want to live anymore, what do you want?" Qi Laoban, who was leaning against the wall and covering his chest, suddenly straightened his spine.
What this person did is obviously unreasonable!
But Wang Xiaosan was still impressed by this person: "I didn't realize that you, a veteran, have some courage!"
(End of chapter)
