under fire

Chapter 923 The strange behavior of the old bandit Qi
North of the village.

Shigenobu led his two men around like dogs looking for footprints, and suddenly there was a burst of gunfire from the village behind him.

Soon, the gunfire was intense.

Shigenobu looked back, and the figures of the Imperial Association Army appeared in the north and west of the village. It seemed that the puppet army and the warriors launched an attack on the village.

However, he was not distracted by the fighting in the village.

Still squatting on the ground to observe carefully, pointing to the large and small footprints and wheel prints on the ground: "This is the footprint that appeared last night."

The two subordinates at the side hurriedly took a closer look: "These two footprints walk together. It means that the targets did not come together by chance."

Shigenobu frowned: "Not bad, but I didn't find the pair of blood-stained footprints."

One of his men analyzed: "Could it be that he rode a bicycle so we couldn't see the footprints?"

Shigenobu nodded, suddenly sniffed and sniffed, and asked the subordinates next to him again: "Do you smell anything?"

The two hands next to him twitched their noses, and the cold air didn't seem to smell anything.

Shigenobu couldn't help shaking his head, and said softly, "It's the smell of roast chicken, which means someone has eaten roast chicken here."

The two subordinates firmly believed in what they said, looked at each other, and blushed, because they found nothing.

Shigenobu looked left and right, walked to the side of the road, raised his hand and picked up half of a chicken leg bone that was chewed up at one end: "Look, the teeth marks on it indicate that this man's upper and lower jaws have a strong bite force."

The two men didn't know what to do, so they had to pretend to be stupid and didn't speak.

After Shigenobu finished speaking, he looked at the footprints heading west.

Follow the footprints on the ground and walk westward. After about ten minutes, I found one big and one small footprints on the road.

The footprints on the small road became messy. The dense cloth shoes and straw sandals made a mess of the wheel tracks and footprints on the ground.

Then the large and small footprints disappeared.

The last track is still heading north, and one of the two rut turns deepens a bit, going north.

Shigenobu couldn't help but with a slight smile, he looked up to the north, except for the desolation, it was still desolation.

After a while, Shigenobu turned his head and told one of the ghosts: "Go back and tell the lieutenant immediately that the target is heading north." He paused for a while, with a hideous expression on his face: "No one in the village will stay! Let the lieutenant .in 10 minutes take someone north to pursue, don't waste your time here"

For a team of elites, 10 minutes should be enough time to wipe out a village, 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, Hu Yi's footprints extended to the other side of the river!Maybe spot motorcycle tire prints too!

There are so many people in the Ninth Battalion, and there are too many clues left behind. It is easy for the enemy to track and find them.

The devil's judgment was almost right. To him, the guerrillas in the village did not attract his attention at all.

He was not even interested in catching alive people in the village and asking about the details of those three people!
The old bandit Qi didn't care about his physical injuries, and directly followed the planned escape route from the roof of the bungalow to the thatched roof next to him and turned down.

Boom. Boom.
After the two loud bangs, except for Wang Xiaosan who reacted quickly, the two uncles carrying the old bandits and Wang Xiaosan's recruits did not come down from the roof.

A rain of blood dripped from midair.
Wang Xiaosan pulled the old bandit Qi on the ground onto his back, rushed to the wounded soldiers who were still dazed below, and shouted to the villagers: "Retreat into the village first, and beware of the little devils throwing bullets."

The five wounded soldiers below quickly limped and ran towards the village.

Wang Xiaosan quickly ran into a courtyard, put the old bandit Qi down and leaned against the wall: "Hey, how are you?"

Old bandit Qi clutched his wound: "I still can't die."

Wang Xiaosan immediately felt uncomfortable, because the barrel of the flower machine hanging on his chest was bent, and he grabbed a rifle from the hand of the old man next to him and complained: "This time, I'm in big trouble."

On the ground, the old gangster Qi raised his leg and kicked Wu Xiaosan: "Your heart hurts! Let's go see Lord Hades together in a while."

Wang Xiaosan shook his head: "I can die, but you have to stay in the cellar now!"

Old bandit Qi tilted his head and stared wide-eyed: "How dare you!"

"At worst, I'll give a grenade, just blow up the cellar and leave a whole body"

"Oh, you bastard, you are playing tricks. I have seen that little devil's grandfather a lot. I have even endured the little devil's mountain cannon countless times. This time we will arrange the decoration in this courtyard. How can we go down with the brothers Show off?"

"What do you mean?"

"The devil, as long as the grenade fired by the small cannon is no different from the grenade, as long as it doesn't enter the house through the window, there is nothing wrong with it."

"You mean we're dying?"

The old gangster Qi chuckled: "Isn't this what you like? We have a good fight here, and your wounded brothers and those villagers may have a way out."

From Wang Xiaosan's point of view, the old bandit Qi is just a veteran.

It is absolutely impossible for him to spare his life, otherwise he would not follow Wang Taigong and his son to surrender to the devils and become a security force.

But he still played tricks on the little devil from time to time, so he had a good impression of the old bandit.

But it is absolutely impossible to say how good this person surnamed Qi is!
Wang Xiaosan knew very well that on the battlefield, who wouldn't want to survive?

But in a desperate situation, when people are dead and birds are in the sky, it becomes the obsession of most people to pull back.

Let him hide in the cellar, he quit because this old bastard knows better than anyone else, in the end... almost all the people in the cellar will be searched out!

After all, how many people with guns are good at it these days?What's more, it was puppet soldiers who entered the village this time!The puppet army may not be able to do other things, but when it comes to searching for villages, they are definitely better than devils!

It is still very early in the evening, a room is only that big, and people are not like mice that can just drill a hole and run away!

Therefore, fleeing into the cellar was just to comfort myself.

In the end, those who really escaped were almost pitifully few.

Thinking of this, Wang Xiaosan didn't hesitate, and didn't bother to take care of this guy.

More than a dozen wounded soldiers are following the puppet army in the village. You come and I fight fiercely.

He tried his best to gather the wounded soldiers scattered in other places, and then chose a house with thick earth walls, and began to disperse the personnel as much as possible.

Until, he suddenly saw more than a dozen soldiers with intact hands and feet emerging.

Wang Xiaosan was stunned for a moment: "You didn't leave?"

"Hey, if we leave now, will we still have the face to say that we are soldiers of the Ninth Battalion?" The squad leader shrank his neck and came to Wang Xiaosan: "Platoon leader, you can arrange tasks!"

Wang Xiaosan's face changed a few times. At this moment, it was useless to blame them, and he went directly to the task.

After the general arrangements were made, Wang Xiaosan trotted to the courtyard where the wounded soldiers were hidden, and suddenly found that the old bandit Qi was also there.

In the house, more than a dozen villagers were dismantling the kang, and the houses where the wounded soldiers lived were full of smog.
Wang Xiaosan couldn't help asking the villager uncle: "What are you doing?"

The creases on the uncle's face trembled: "The guy surnamed Qi in the yard said to use bricks to build a bridge on the ground to communicate with the cellar, and later collapse the house where the wounded stayed. Maybe the people in the cellar can Escaped!"

Wang Xiaosan was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the old bandit Qi next to him: "You mean to bring down the house and cover the cellar, so why did you say that entering the cellar is death?"

"I don't want to live anymore, what do you want?" The old gangster Qi, who was leaning against the wall and covering his chest, suddenly straightened his spine.

It is obviously unreasonable for this person to do so!
But Wang Xiaosan still looked at this man with admiration: "I didn't see it. You veteran has some guts!"

(End of this chapter)