under fire

Chapter 53
Hu Yi took a deep breath and felt much better. There was a faint pain on his back, and the hot sun dazzled his eyes. Looking at Luo Fugui carrying a bag with a shovel, followed by a little girl with a bunch of shell guns, he was in a good mood. a lot.

"Boss, those idiots have been buried!"

He took the kettle handed over by Luo Fugui, took a sip, and spit out a few grains of sand, ready to go.

The devils chased westward, and a group of wounded soldiers of the devils were already carried along the road north of the village to the county town. The wounded soldiers greeted Banxian as they passed through Dongxia Village, but did not enter the village.

Maybe it was because he was afraid that he would go back to the battlefield, or maybe it would be beneficial to bring the devil into the county seat.

Hu Yi planned to go north first, then turn west, and enter the mountain near Ye Ye Village.

The trouble is that the ten security forces were once also the national army. Unlike the traitors in the detective team, there are still half-immortals.

Hu Yi stood up leaning against the wall, there was a huge pain behind him, and he swayed twice.

Xiao Hongying instructed Banxian: "Go and get a single frame." When Banxian turned around, she was called back, "Wait a minute, get two."

Banxian immediately assembled the security forces to work.

Hongying turned around and said, "Fox, are you seriously injured? Let me see." As she spoke, she was about to take off Hu Yi's clothes.

"What are you doing...it's okay" grinned.

Luo Fugui made a fortune and knew what Hu Yi was going to do, so he turned to Hu Yi and said, "Can you wait until the chicken is roasted before leaving?"

"Go home and bake."

The feeling of returning home, I can't tell what is special about it, but I just feel that I can finally go back after being out for so long, looking forward to it.

Luo Fugui smiled, embarrassed: "This group of security forces is handed over to me."

Luo Fugui has rich experience in taking prisoners of the security forces, and all the gun bolts of the security forces are packed in Luo Fugui's bag.

Xiao Hongying, dressed in black with her head on, sat cross-legged on the stretcher, with Hu Yi and the other on the stretcher, covering her face with a hat to block the sunlight from entering her eyes.

Luo Fugui, who was carrying the machine gun on his shoulders, walked at the end of the line, the half-immortal in front of him.

"Banxian, I see that you don't look like a security guard. We've been arrested four times by us. You can do it with us. By the way, where is your home?"

"Home? No home." Banxian paused for a moment, then raised his foot and continued to follow the person in front.

The mud on the ground was dried by the scorching sun, but it was mud when one stepped down. A group of people swayed and turned to the west with a creaking sound under their feet, leaving a series of footprints on the ground, one of which was extra large.

Dumb, more like a fool, the security army wore a new big-brimmed hat, and his eyes were blank to follow the monitor Qiu, who had been promoted for less than a day. Sweat dripped down his face and walked to the west.

Hearing Balu say to go home, is Balu's home in the mountains? The security forces had no other idea. They didn't smear their necks in their sleep, and they took a fluke. Fortunately, the squad leader knew those Balus.

Now that I have become a prisoner, I heard that the Eighth Route is good to the prisoners and has preferential treatment. I don’t want to join the Eighth Route Army and have two pieces of ocean to take. I really want to take two pieces of ocean and go back to Xinglong Town.

It seems pretty good.

The sound of an explosion came from the southwest, and the indistinct sound of popping the cavities came faintly with the mountain wind.

"They're going north." Tang Da Gou, who was carrying Ma Sihuan, murmured to Er Niu next to him, pouring a gulp of water into his mouth, lying on the ground unwilling to move.

Among the broken walls, a newly dug up a ditch, the hiding place of the little Hongying that was pressed by the earth wall, the earth wall that fell to the ground was obviously smashed in half, and the ground was a large piece of dry brown, I don't know which unlucky person is. : It must be one of the four in Jiulian.

The extra-large footprints show that Luo Fugui is definitely fine, I hope Boss Hu will be fine, and the wicked girl who died is the best, Tang Dagou was looking forward to it, slapped himself, and murmured to himself: It's best if one doesn't die.

Damn world with nowhere to go!

"Did you bring anything to eat?"

"No, it was thrown on the ground while digging trenches." Er Niu was expressionless.

The unscrupulous big dog was stunned for a while, his dirty face twitched slightly, and he had no strength, lying on the ground panting.

His nose twitched, and he sat up slowly. There was a black cloth bag next to him, and there was a faint smell of rancidity.

He stretched out his hand and pulled it over: a big bag of buns, which seemed to have been suppressed for a long time, and filled it directly into his mouth, rolled his eyes, poured saliva, and regained his senses.

"They went north, hurry up and chase." Er Niu came out alone. Although she had the courage, she had not seen much of the battle scene. She was still in the den at the wine station.

"What are you worried about, there are wounded soldiers and corpses carried by Li Youde's army on the road, save your life first." As if to explain something, in fact, he was too tired and wanted to be lazy.

He threw a sour bun to Er Niu and carried the rest on his back.

The sound of motorcycles sounded from the east.

Tang Dagou was stunned for a moment, then pulled up his rifle and jumped to the north of the village, jumped into the unfilled trench, and looked north nervously.

The movements are agile, no one appreciates, and Er Niu follows behind, covered in tatters.

The big dog with pricked ears felt better, tried to regain his composure, tore off his hat and fanned it a few times, put the big-brimmed hat on his head, and wiped the dirt on the rifle with his dirty military uniform. On the pile of dirt in front of him, he pulled out the Cao Chang binoculars that he had snatched from Chen Chong, hung it on the bridge of his nose, and looked left and right triumphantly.

A few black shadows from the west swayed over slowly, the motorcycle parked on the flat ground to the north, two men in black, a detective team, a policeman, the big dog put down the binoculars, rubbed it on the clothes, and put it in the bag , The enemy is too far away to see the face clearly, and it is more than 500 meters away, so it is impossible to see it.

The two men from the north meet.

"Second Master, why is Zuo here?" There was surprise in the voice, more envy, motorcycles, rare things, the second master can make it!The whole village can be dipped in the light, and only the big ones can play.

"How are they?" A faint voice.

"It's a bit strange to be chasing a group of eight roads in front. The eight roads are fighting more and more. Yesterday they ran thirty or forty, and today they have become more than 100, and they have dug trenches."

"How about the eighth-way casualties?" Li Youcai, who was wearing sunglasses, asked calmly.

"We had already played several rounds when we left. Hehe, most of them were wounded soldiers of the Imperial Army, and they were all lifted up." He looked back at the wounded soldiers and corpses of the devil behind him, and lowered his voice: ""The eight-way trench is where It was dug up long ago, the uncle was afraid of ambush, and was pretending to watch with the imperial army!We didn't get killed or injured."

The dog traitor was speechless.

After a long while, "I ask you where Balu was killed?"

"Hey, it should be still in the village. Well, it's just to the south. The Xinglong Town security army is responsible for the burial. It is said that nearly [-] people were killed. The imperial army said that it is not allowed to be buried, and the bodies will be exposed for three days."

"Let them carry it and continue walking, let's go and see."

"Brother Tai, are you here too?" The squad leader of the security army seemed to notice Li Tai who was sitting on the sidelines and hurriedly greeted him.

Tang Dagou was not familiar with Li Youcai, there were so many people on the other side that he didn't dare to shoot, but the second girl next to him pulled the bolt unscrupulously.

The Nine Company Soldiers are very distinctive. The main general is often absent during the battle. This is the case with Hu Yi, and the same is true of the soldiers he brings out.

Er Niu, the militia captain, left her sister behind and only wanted to find her man.

The gunshots rang, and the three people walking north of the village shivered with fright, their feet softened, and they lay on the ground.

"More than 300 meters, what a fart, what the hell, is your brain flooded? Hey, there are only two of us, are you looking for death?" Tang Dagou heard the unexpected gunshot next to him, and started to make noise like a storm.

　The deceased famous calligrapher Wu Zhongqi once recalled: On October 1938, 10, when he was the commander of the Special Agent Brigade of the Fourth Detachment of the Eighth Route Army, he led his troops to Yidu County to open up a new guerrilla area. On the way, he encountered a low-flying Japanese bomber. He ordered the troops to use "Shui Lianzhu" to focus fire on the enemy plane. After a few platoons of guns, the plane was shot down immediately, and the wreckage of the plane and the prisoners were brought back to the base for display, which greatly boosted the morale of the anti-Japanese army and civilians.

　　So it is possible to hit the plane with a rifle, don't spray.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)