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Du Shixiong was shocked and comforted his pedal while staring at him, not knowing what was going on.

After a while, there was no movement, and the team could not be stopped because of an attack. There were Japanese troops behind the formation! Du Shixiong had to regard this as an accident and ordered the team to move forward again.

Not long after walking, there was a loud "boom", and a large iron watermelon exploded again. Among the flying shrapnel, several puppet soldiers were either dead or injured.

How did this happen? Du Shixiong and the puppet soldiers were really shocked this time. They could be regarded as accidents once, and then as accidents twice, wouldn’t they become fools? Of course, no one wants to be fools who deceive themselves and die in a mess.

"Damn it!" Du Shixiong cursed hatefully, realizing that he might have been deceived by Yue Laowu. It seemed that there were tricks in the villages here, and Bai Jitang must have known it was powerful. So he reminded him carefully. Du Shixiong hesitated for a moment and decided to give up his pride for the time being, not ashamed to ask. Life is important, maybe a mine will blow him up.

"You, come here." Du Shixiong waved to Bai Jitang, asked the gangster to call him in front of him, and asked, "What's going on? Why are the people who are leaving in front of him okay? The ones behind him are in trouble."

Bai Jitang didn't know the secret. He scratched his hair and thought for a while and said with a guess: "I can't figure it out either. Maybe someone is in secret control? Well, this is not accurate. Anyway, these villages are quite evil, and they make the imperial army suffer some losses every time."

Secretly control? This distance should be not far. How could he be unaware of it? Du Shixiong looked around suspiciously, unable to see anything abnormal, and hesitated and worried.

This is the benefit of landmines. Only the miners know how many there are, while the bombers are frightened, as if they are everywhere.

In fact, there are not many landmines on the road. Isn’t there any saying that the ghosts don’t hang strings. After finding that the enemy placed the captured civilians in front of the thunder, the trigger mines buried did not cause them to enter an explosion state. There were only a few wire mines that could be controlled by humans. It shocked the enemy and did not dare to run rampant.

Although the communications and communication were relatively backward, the enemy was moving slowly due to the damage to the road and the harassment of landmines. This gave Meng Youtian and others time to adjust the deployment.

"Don't blow up the puppet army, take the opportunity to blow up the Japanese behind the team." Although Meng Youtian felt relieved after learning that only a few hundred puppet troops came to clear the enemy, he was still very cautious. "Take the enemy's delay on the road and pass on the news. If there were no Japanese to escort the formation, the puppet army would not work so hard, and the losses of each village should be less."

"Those arrested civilians--" Xiaoquan shook his head with some distress.

Some things are hard to say, and these ordinary people undoubtedly made the militia in these villages feel afraid of being attacked and unable to exert their skills.

"When the enemy attacks the village, see if there is a chance to rescue them!" Meng Youtian frowned slightly and said, "Arranging it at the entrance of the village. By the way, if the rescue is successful, you have to look at some of the civilians and be careful of spies mixing in it."

"Ayutian, you - forget it, just do what you said, be careful of nothing wrong." Suo Zhuzi felt that Meng Youtian was a little suspicious, but with long-term trust, he still did not say anything against him.

"Actually—" Meng Youtian said thinking: "Why should we lead the enemy to the mountain? The puppet army is not a Japanese. The equipment, combat quality, and morale are all very poor. Let's leave a few people in the village to persist, and the rest gather to set up ambush on the mountain. If there are more enemies, we will run away; if there are fewer enemies, we will see the opportunity to fight--"

"This is a good idea." Zhao Jinkui widened his eyes and said, "I have always been sneaky, and I haven't had a good fight with the enemy with real swords and guns! Haha, Youtian, don't think too much, it's good to sneak into it."

Meng Youtian smiled discontently, thought for a while, and said, "Then try it. Now report the number of militias that can be drawn out in each village, and then..."

"What kind of battle is this?" Du Shixiong rode on the horse, took off his military cap angrily, and rubbed it hard. He fought against the invisible enemy. He was in a bad mood and had a bigger temper. He had already drawn several of his blind men.

"This is your power, your terror, and you don't even dare to look at those mud legs." Bai Jitang said with a smile: "They can only sneak and do not get angry when they are crooked and slanted."

"Go to your mother." Du Shixiong cursed angrily: "Before I saw the village, my men were killed and injured. If I continue like this, wouldn't I become the commander alone?"

"Hehe, it's hard to say if you want soldiers." Bai Jitang said with a smile: "If you eliminate those militias, the people in the village must be obedient. At that time, you can expand your number of people."

"Hmph, what can a bunch of slaughterings do?" Du Shixiong frowned and put the slaughtered military cap on his head again. "It's better than nothing. You can't let that bastard be too powerful and put on his head."

Bai Jitang blinked and understood what Du Shixiong said. Now the puppet troops in the county are Du Shixiong and Yue Peikun, and the others are not the same. It is reasonable for the two to compete for favor and power.

"Mr. Du, the few nearby villages are poor and remote, but they are all troublemakers." Bai Jitang decided to curry favor with Du Shixiong, and maybe he would listen to him in the future. "The last time the Imperial Army came to sweep, he took his brother Zhang Ergou as a guide. He heard that the group of territorial Eighth Route Army was very bad, not only landmines, but also caves. People were hiding inside, and the Imperial Army could not catch them. They shot and shot grenades and thieves. They specialized in black guns who were officials. The squadron leader of the Imperial Army and a great prince were all hit. You have to be careful."

"Fight a black gun?" Du Shixiong scratched the beard on his face and asked, "How to fight?"

"That's right, that's right--" Bai Jitang thought for a while and said, "Zhang Ergou didn't make it clear. Anyway, after the Imperial Army was shot, they didn't even look for anyone."

Du Shixiong gasped and cursed angrily: "It's such a fucking despicable thing to fight the black gun. He doesn't have any rules in the world. He's all a bunch of bastards."

"Yes, yes, these guys are very sinister, just making fun of itchy things that make people hate them." Bai Jitang echoed in the voice.

Although Lianggangzhuang, Shili Village and Tumen Village are not far from the mountain, if you have a comprehensive analysis, Lianggangzhuang should be the safest and least convenient village for the enemy to attack. Because Shili Village and Tumen Village are near the avenue. When you go to Lianggangzhuang, you have to turn on the fork, and it is still a long way to go, which seems awkward.

It was similar to the previous sweep, and Du Shixiong did not want to divide his troops, so he did not turn to Lianggangzhuang, but drove along the avenue and headed towards Shili Village. The mine did not explode again, which reduced Du Shixiong's concerns a lot, and he rode his horse and raised his head again.

"The cripple man named Meng Youtian lives in Shili Village, or Tumen Village?" Du Shixiong remembered this bad boy who had played with them and asked Bai Jitang.

"That dead lame man was originally in Shili Village, and now he has moved to Tumen Village. The people in these two villages are the worst, they are all damn bad people." Bai Jitang not only hated Meng Youtian, but also hated those poor boys who had blocked him from buying widows. If he caught a few, he would be what he wanted!

"Mr. Du, the militias in these two villages are not easy to mess with. We are afraid that they are too tough-" Bai Jitang blinked his eyes and thought of a bad idea. "If you follow my wishes, it is best to catch all the people in the village. Think about it, who has no relatives in the village? No matter how bad the militias are and can fight, they will still be caught blindly, right?"

Du Shixiong pinched his chin and thought for a while, nodded and said, "Well, this is a solution. Do you know where all the common people have gone?"

"That's not clear." Bai Jitang grinned, afraid that Du Shixiong would be angry, so he was quickly charged again: "The mountains must have gone to the mountains. If we live in the village and don't leave, the people will not be able to waste time, and they will have to come back."

Du Shixiong nodded, but pondered for a while, shook his head again. It makes sense that the common people are gnawing stones in the mountains, of course they cannot stay for a long time. But the supplies brought by his team cannot persist for a long time. Looking at this broken road, it is probably not easy to ensure the supply of materials, and the Japanese probably wouldn't agree.

"Boom, boom, boom..." Just after a long period of calm, just when Shili Village was already in sight, a big gift was given to the Japanese devils who were leisurely wandering behind the puppet army.

This was a very sinister move, triggered by a hidden point forty meters away from the main road, a chain of gravel thunder array composed of six iron watermelons, plus a very six plus one. The long-lasting suppressed anger turned into shrapnel of revenge, gravel and fire, mercilessly reaping the lives of the invaders.

The smoke and dust slowly dissipated, and what appeared before the puppet army was an extremely bloody scene. The injured Japanese wailed and screamed on the ground. More than a dozen incomplete Japanese corpses fell among the gravel everywhere. Some Japanese corpses turned into hornet nests, burlap bags, broken limbs and arms were thrown everywhere, and blood and brains were mixed with flowing on the ground.

Du Shixiong swallowed hard, and there was a cool breeze behind his neck. If he was deliberately exploding himself, he would not dare to imagine it. The courage he had just plucked up disappeared after this violent explosion, and Shili Village became dark and gloomy under the bright sunlight.

"Enemma, the enemy is there!" A wounded Japanese soldier with a bloody face screamed, pointing to the plowing land beside the road.

Du Shixiong did not dare to go over. He waved his hand and stared at a puppet army officer, "You're so stupid, take your people with you and catch the murderer who attacked the Imperial Army."

Several puppet soldiers hugged and entered the wilderness trembled, stabbed the green crops and grass with bayonets, searching for the traces of the enemy.

"Here, here." A puppet army called out, and several puppet soldiers surrounded them and used bayonets to pry a piece of lid about a foot wide and narrow thing. The lid was about inch thick soil, and green plants were also grown on it. It was almost integrated with the surroundings.

The lid was finally pried open, and the puppet soldiers reached out and lifted it together. A dark hole appeared. As the hole was exposed, a wisp of smoke also emerged.

"Boom!" The anti-pun thunder set on the top cover suddenly exploded, knocking down several puppet troops around to the ground like scarecrows.

"A few more." Du Shixiong stuttered a little, kicked and beat the ground and drove a few puppet troops with a terrified face over.

Around the entrance of the cave where the smoke was still smelling of gunpowder, several puppet soldiers shrank their heads and looked at each other, feeling very scary. An angry Japanese rushed over and roared. He used a bayonet to force the puppet soldiers to go into the cave.

A puppet army was kicked out of the hole and groped forward with a gun. After walking a few steps, a bullet shot from the front. He screamed and fell down.

"Taijun, this is not allowed to go down, it is not allowed to go down." The puppet army officer stammered at the angry Japanese, stammeringly explaining: "Use. Use smoke to smoke them all to death."

The Japanese spurted a thick air from their nostrils like a stupid cow, turned around and shouted a few times. After a while, the two Japanese ran over with gas tubes and threw them into the cave. Then they sealed the entrance of the cave with grass and soil with a few puppet troops.

As time passed by, the Japanese and puppet troops were waiting foolishly, waiting for the enemies underground to escape in a mess. But they were disappointed and there was nothing to do. Only unknown birds were chirping not far away, as if mocking their incompetence.

"We let Yue Laowu play with you." The poisonous mantis kept silent. At this time, he came to Du Shixiong and whispered: "There are hard-to-chew bones here. If this continues, our troops will be less and less. It's not just his trick."

Du Shixiong lowered his face, rolled his eyes in anger, and said, "What should I do? There are Japanese people staring at me, we can't just withdraw it like this, right? Don't forget, the position of the county security team leader has not been given to whom? If you don't get some results, you will let Yue Laowu ride around your neck in the future."

If people work hard, there will always be some temptation. The head of the county security team, this is the bone thrown by the Japanese. Let’s see how Yue Peikun and Du Shixiong compete. The more they compete, the more they work harder they will work, and the ones who suffer will be their subordinates.

"Let's not waste here!" said the poisonous mantis: "I just found out that the boy named Meng lives in Tumen Village. He is a militia hero from the Eighth Route Army Tree. How much is the credit for catching him? He has signed up in the Japanese."

"But--" Du Shixiong hesitated a little, "But you can catch him when you go? That guy is very scheming and has nothing to do with a bamboo basket. I'm afraid it's hard to explain to the Japanese, right?"

"The Japanese are so foolish, but if they really can't catch them, we have a way." The poisonous mantis glanced at the Min Ji in the distance and said viciously: "Isn't it okay to make a few fake ones? It makes the Japanese happy. If we pursue them in the future, we will say that we have been deceived, and they can't say anything."

Du Shixiong blinked, smiled and nodded, and said, "Well, this is a solution, I still don't believe it anymore, and I can't see a living person along the way. At least I will deal with this mission and let Yue Laowu taste the taste next time... Gunshots continued, and a Japanese officer howled and waved his command knife, led a few Japanese, and urged dozens of puppet troops to chase the fleeing Chinese bandits in front.

Finally, the trace of the hateful Chinese was discovered. Stimulated by the heavy losses, the Japanese officer had completely lost his mind, like a bloodthirsty shark smelling the fishy smell. This was the best opportunity to cleanse the shame. He had lost too many imperial soldiers. If he had not won, his superiors would not spare him after he returned.

Yes, under the stimulation of the continuous attacks, the Japanese's anger has reached the critical point, and finally found the target of venting revenge. How can we let go easily? In the war, the change in the commander's mood has a great relationship with the advance, retreat, victory or defeat of the army. The commander's impulse, calmness, timidity or recklessness often determines the outcome of the war and the fate of countless soldiers.

The Japanese officer, whose brain was occupied by anger, not only put himself in danger, but also brought the soldiers who followed him into a hell that would never be restored.

The enemy left the road and fled to the mountain beside him. Rats thought that this would be possible to escape? The anger and bravery of the Imperial Army were not something you could bear. The Japanese officers ordered the soldiers to continue chasing after almost no hesitation.

Du Shixiong led a brigade to follow behind. He had no right to interfere with the command of the Japanese officers, but when he finally saw the enemy, he naturally hoped to gain something. But in front of the mountain, the poisonous mantis stopped him.

"Many people have rushed up, and I don't think they have to bet all the treasures here." The poisonous mantis's mind is not that smart. The fortune teller appears and hides behind her and gives her some advice.

"Let's continue to go to Tumen Village?" Du Shixiong asked hesitantly: "The Japanese have gone up, if they don't follow--"

"Follow, who said he won't follow?" Poison Mantis smiled sly, and the powder on his face fell down, saying, "We are bound to do whatever credit. I will take dozens of people to support the imperial army behind. You take people to Tumen Village to catch the stinky brat named Meng. By the way, look for Liu Feng and see if the stinky girl is there."

Du Shixiong grinned, stretched out his thumb and praised, "Madam, I'll take someone there now."

"Uncle Biao, please follow the head and protect it well!" The poisonous mantis sneered, and did not forget to put eyeliner around Du Shixiong... torn shoes, blood-stained strips, bad straw hats, and the same hardship that they were chased and chased. When the Japanese officer saw these things, he became more and more determined to continue chasing and defeat the enemy. The mob was almost over. In the continuous pursuit, they began to turn and escape, and turned around and resisted less and less, and they were only able to escape.

If you add another move, you will be close to success. Countless people have encouraged themselves like this, and now Japanese officers have the same idea. The damn Chinese people are already facing the situation of ending their own path and ending their way. Their final fate is to be killed by themselves with one knife... to be continued)!~!

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