Bali camp.
Groups of Japanese and puppet troops were tossing back and forth, almost turning the town upside down, but still found nothing!
The sly Japanese lieutenant stood opposite Wu Hexiu, the leader of the traitor Zhan Zhanjing, at the gate of the west gate of Zhenxi.
The lieutenant looked angry: "These rats must still be in the town."
The dog traitor Wu Hexiu quickly smiled: "Don't worry, as long as they are still in the town, I will catch them!"
Feel free to go?
"Haha..." The lieutenant glanced at this man, did he really think he didn't understand Chinese? It seems that this person's loyalty is not very reliable.
On the road outside the town, the horn of the car that came to pick them up sounded three more times.
"Chongxin's judgment is so accurate." The Japanese second lieutenant quickly ran up the tower, bowed in front of the lieutenant and said, "The warriors have all boarded the car."
"Let's go!" The lieutenant no longer hesitated, turned around and walked down the city gate: "I didn't catch a few insignificant mice. It's getting more and more interesting."
They quickly got out of the city gate and got into the cabs of the cars that had started.
The wheels of the car began to turn slowly. In the carriage, the exhausted Japanese were swaying around and sleeping next to each other.
Looking at the motorcade going away, Wu Hexiu spat hard on the ground: "Damn bastard..."
He let out a long breath. Yesterday he lost a lot of troops. As soon as the phone line was repaired in the middle of the night, he received a call from his father. Although the eldest brother strictly prohibited smoking in the jurisdiction, the tobacco business was not prohibited.
It is obviously a sad thing to die in a war. The Eighth Route Army is so abominable that they should be killed but not buried! So many subordinates who have lost their lives have to be buried, and the resettlement allowance and pension cannot be less. Money is needed for everything. Who will sacrifice their life without money? Therefore, business cannot be stopped.
At dawn, these Japs appeared out of nowhere and suddenly surrounded the town, and then searched the town like crazy all morning long!
As for who they're looking for...the Dog Traitor has been clueless until now.
All I know is that I am looking for three men and one woman...
The less trouble, the better!
From a crack in the wall on the street, a pair of big eyes were looking through the crack at the puppet troops coming and going on the street.
The walls have mezzanines.
Shi Cheng drank half the bottle of water in one breath and burped.
Li Xiaolian looked back from the crack in the wall, a little dissatisfied: "Can you save some time?"
Shi Cheng looked out as if nothing had happened: "Either fill the kettle, or leave it empty..."
"Why?"
"Because it will ring with half a pot of water."
There was a rumble... a sound of footsteps came from the street.
The footsteps of a certain cricket stopped when it reached the crack in the wall. A voice seemed to be saying to itself: "The devil is gone. You can leave when it gets dark..."
"You think of a way to prepare four bicycles for us."
"Haha, if I could get four bicycles, I wouldn't have to follow Wu as a puppet soldier..."
"Then you arrange for us to leave now."
"Senior sister, how can I do that?"
"How did you swear to the Heavenly Master?"
"Okay, I'm leaning against the wall now, you can stab me..."
"You tough guy..."
"Strange thing... the security forces are disarming... Wait, the opportunity has come. The Wu family's caravan escorted a batch of goods out of the west gate. There are six bicycles in the escort team. Use your skills to climb over the wall separately from the north. It should be okay to go out..."
Half an hour later.
Five people appeared outside the town. Li Xiaolian rolled her eyes: "You'd better not hang out with these traitors in the future!"
A man in his thirties frowned: "I'll send you right here. Be careful, I'm going back..."
"Go back and work with that traitor!"
The man looked lonely: "If I don't go back...will my whole family starve to death?"
Li Xiaolian suddenly said: "Hey, I heard that you participated in the Eighth Route Army before..."
"So what?" The man paused for a moment: "The people named Wu are going to join the Japs. We, the little soldiers, have no choice but to survive in order to survive..."
Shi Cheng's eyes lit up next to him: "Hey, do you still want to be the Eighth Route Army?"
"Of course I do. The Eighth Route Army is really thinking about the people..." The man suddenly became alert: "What do you mean..."
"Well...I am the Eighth Route Army!"
The man gave a sinister smile and said, "Tsk, if senior sister hadn't been here today, I would have arrested you and collected ten yuan from you right now."
"How can you be like this...against the Eighth Route Army, you won't end up well."
"Hey, senior sister, yesterday you sent someone to send a message saying that it was the Eighth Route Army who killed my uncle?"
Shi Cheng was startled and quickly explained: "There was a misunderstanding and it was the reactionaries who did it..."
Li Xiaolian shook her head: "It was the hand of the Rangers. Second Senior Brother was seriously injured. These devils killed all our relatives. This hatred... is irreconcilable..."
The middle-aged man said with a dark face: "I told my second senior brother before not to get too close to those people, but he still doesn't believe me. Why did he provoke the Japanese again?"
"It's a long story. Please take some time to go to Baidaomen to help with my father's funeral arrangements."
The man was startled: "What do you want to do?"
"Even if these little devils run to the ends of the earth, I will catch them!"
"..."
Changgou Station.
The steam locomotive gasped, and a military column slowly stopped.
A group of Japanese soldiers jumped out of the car and carried the wooden box down.
The coolies at the station were driven away and did not get the job of moving goods.
Two men in black walked out of the station building.
Shigenobu looked at the skull logo on the carriage and frowned, asking, "Is it useful?"
The lame officer next to him smiled: "In the mountains, you are likely to encounter some difficulties that cannot be overcome by your body. It will help you remove all obstacles."
"Well, thank you for your kindness."
"You don't have to thank me. This is the Empire's latest flamethrower... It's dry now. If used properly, it can be as powerful as a small team... If it weren't for my legs, we might still be able to fight side by side."
"Haha, thank you very much for telling me so much information about the mountains."
"This is the only value I can still have."
"No, as an instructor, you can go to the Intelligence Department and continue to serve the empire."
"I have something I want to ask you to take care of."
Shigenobu was stunned for a moment: "Please tell me."
"There is a little girl in the Eighth Route Army. If you catch her, I hope you can hand her over to me..."
"Do you have a photo?"
"No, only the portrait!" Kamikawa Chiba carefully took out a piece of paper.
Shigenobu looked at the portrait of the two pigtails on his head: "So small, you..."
"Don't get it wrong, if nothing else happens, she should be the legendary Iljimae!"
"Okay, it's getting more and more interesting..."
"Haha, Shigenobu-kun, I wish you all the best." After Kamikawa finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the train. The two Japs above him stretched out their hands to pull him. He pushed the Japs' hands away, grabbed the edge of the carriage, and quickly climbed in.
Bang, the carriage door closed.
Bang...poof...the train wheels slowly turned.
Deserted village.
A group of people dressed in various colors were lying or squatting on the roof, basking in the sun.
There was silence.
A man in black couldn't help but mutter: "Brother, will they not go this way?"
The horse-faced man with two guns stuck in his waist said with a dark face: "How many times have I told you, the first thing to do big things is to stay calm..."
"Didn't you just say that the first step in doing great things is to be bold and dark-hearted?"
"Just now, now is now..."
A man in gray clothes next to him suddenly shouted strangely: "Here we come..."
After a chaotic noise, a dozen people emerged from the village with guns and knives on their backs and white sweat scarves on their heads.
The horse-faced man stood on the roof and shouted proudly to the people below: "Brothers, the guy named Wu has made a fortune in the past two years. Let's do this to him. From now on, we will have no worries about food and clothing..."
Several bandits immediately started shouting: "You don't have to worry about food and clothing..."
"I can still get a wife..."
"Hey, I heard that this batch of goods is wanted by the head of the northern county. If we take action, won't we offend both sides?"
"You know what the heck, we pretended to be the National Army guerrillas, who knew we were the ones who did it? I'm going to start my ugly talk, if the wind leaks out, don't blame me for killing his whole family and breaking into his 18th generation ancestral grave."
The subordinates' heads were arrogant: "That's right, everyone has benefited. If anyone talks nonsense, I will be the first to forgive him!"
"Hey, there are a lot of them, can we beat them?"
"Hey, the guerrillas just fought with them yesterday. Maybe they ran away as soon as the gun was fired."
"No, it was the Eighth Route Army that fought with them yesterday. Why don't we pretend to be the Eighth Route Army guerrillas?"
"You know what the hell, three guns and eight soldiers can compete with us? We have more guns and more people. Anyone with a discerning eye will know that we are not the Eighth Route Army! Besides, Wa Wu is from the Eighth Route Army. If we find out, won't the secret be exposed?"
"Brother is still thoughtful..."
"That makes sense..."
"Listen to my order later. As soon as my gun fires, everyone will gather around and beat them to death. No one will be left alive. The dead will have to be stabbed twice more..."
"good..."
"Brother, it's not easy to survive. The man named Wu has so many men and is so powerful..."
"It doesn't matter if there are many others, as long as I have more people than him now, that's fine!"
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