Zhuo Fei shouted that he wanted to withdraw to Suzhou, but in fact, he had no intention of withdrawing at all, those Japanese soldiers in the village were real meritorious points, so they went back like this, this is not Zhuo Fei's character. "Huffman, Angela is injured, and the children need to be taken care of, you take them back to Suzhou first." took a big sip of the kettle handed by Huffman, Zhuo Fei saw that Huffman seemed to be unwilling, so he promised, "You go first, I will follow, I promise, at most, I will go to Suzhou to meet you in a day or two at most." ”

Huffman wanted to say that he would stay, but Angela was really injured, and although the injury was not important, there was still a child to take care of here. If you just let Angela take the child back to Suzhou by herself, not to mention that Zhuo Fei, the boss, will not agree, even he will be worried, so it seems that only escorting Angela and them away is the best choice.

Zhuo Fei also had injuries on his body, a blood mark on his left shoulder was rubbed by a bullet, and there were many abrasions on his body, which looked so miserable. Angela cheered up and helped Zhuo Fei treat his wounds, and was urged by Zhuo Fei to hurry up and leave, "Let's go, let's go now, you must take the main road, if anyone is looking for trouble on the road, shoot them." Putting Angela on the horse, without looking closely at the child's appearance, Zhuo Fei just picked up the child and stuffed it into Huffman's arms, and then urged them to leave immediately.

"Now it's okay, it's just you and me." Zhuo Fei smiled and took out a handful of soybeans from his backpack, and while reaching out and rubbing the cheek of the jujube red horse in front of him, he spread out his right hand and fed the soybeans to the jujube red horse. After feeding the jujube red horse with soybeans and water, Zhuo Fei stood on a high place and looked left and right with a telescope for a while, confirming that Huffman and the others had gone far away, and there was no sign on his side, Zhuo Fei immediately pulled out a black box from his baggage.

Opening the box, Zhuo Fei took out the contents of the box one by one, muslin sewn combat uniforms, cowhide military boots, German-style steel helmets, leather-colored black visors, and of course, some other small accessories. A few minutes later, Zhuo Fei, who was dressed in a new dress, packed the changed things into his carry-on baggage, and jumped in place a few times, Zhuo Fei was very satisfied with his current outfit, although it was not as good as the special equipment in his later life, but in this era, it was already the top.

Seeing that the sun was already hidden behind a large area of burning clouds, Zhuo Fei hid the jujube red horse in the woods near the left, and ran alone towards the village a few miles away, he planned to attack that village at night. The night attack pays attention to concealment, and once the body is exposed, it must be fast and ruthless, so Zhuo Fei did not carry a Mauser rifle with him this time, at this moment, the gun belt on his chest is hung with a fast and slow machine barge gun with a folding butt, and he is also carrying an M1912 Xia shotgun produced by Winters Cheng Company in the United States.

Zhuo Fei planned to enter the village at night, first use the shell gun equipped with a silencer to clear the Japanese soldiers he could see, and if the other party found out, he would use the Xia shotgun to kill the entire village in one go. Zhuo Fei's movement speed is not very fast, and his actions need the cover of the night, so he has too much time to Lang Fei.

Touching a grassy slope behind the village, there was only the last trace of sunset left in the sky, Zhuo Fei took out his telescope and carefully observed the empty and silent village, he was not sure if those Japanese soldiers were still in this village at the moment. The whole village was quiet, if it weren't for Zhuo Fei, who was in a downwind position, he could still smell the faint smell of blood and gunsmoke in the air, maybe he would think that nothing had happened in the village in front of him.

Night raiding is a very dangerous job, especially when Zhuo Fei is alone, once he is found by the Japanese soldiers who may exist in the village, what awaits him will be a bitter battle, after all, the Japanese soldiers are not made of mud. Zhuo Fei waited silently, until the sky was completely dark, and finally found a faint fire in the empty and silent village, Zhuo Fei couldn't help but be excited, which showed that there were people in the village.

With the help of the cover of night, Zhuo Fei cautiously sneaked in from the edge of the village, first shrank behind a fence and waited for a while, and when he had fully adapted to the night, Zhuo Fei slowly walked around the fence and touched the nearest house to him. The environment of the village is far more complicated than during the day, and the random fences, pigsties, and firewood piles seriously obscured Zhuo Fei's vision, and Zhuo Fei, who was sneaking in the night, could hardly see the situation from ten meters away, and the battles that occurred in this situation were almost all close-range encounters.

Zhuo Fei could only move forward slowly little by little, and heard a sound coming from behind the pyre in front of him, and a spirit flashed in Zhuo Fei's heart, and he immediately knelt down on one knee on the spot. Zhuo Fei waited quietly, but he didn't see anyone coming out from behind the pyre, and he only heard some movement in his ears one after another. Trying to concentrate his mind, Zhuo Fei, who was holding his breath and concentrating, slowly touched the pyre with a shell gun equipped with a silencer, and after getting close to the pyre, Zhuo Fei recognized the sound coming from behind the pyre, and dared to say that the two of them were deliberately lowering their voices to speak.

Zhuo Fei's eyes slowly became a little more murderous, the people in this village had already been killed by the Japanese soldiers during the day, and the only ones who would hide behind the pyre and talk to them were Japanese soldiers. "Damn, these Shina people are really hateful, our mission has just begun, and Lieutenant Kusaoji and Lieutenant Watanabe were both killed by the Shina people, it's really unfortunate." Zhuo Fei faintly heard another voice, and his tone was full of complaints.

"Shigeto-kun, you still don't say such things, if it is heard by Chief Nogawa, I will have to punish you in public, Chief Nogawa is now the temporary commander of our people." Another voice rang out, a little deeper than the one that had spoken earlier. Zhuo Fei didn't care about this, he just moved forward little by little, trying to kill with one hit.

The sound of conversation heard in his ears became clearer and clearer, and Zhuo Fei had successfully touched the flank of the pyre, and it only took a few steps to face the two Japanese soldiers hiding behind the pyre. Zhuo Fei, who had already been loaded, secretly took a deep breath, and after repeatedly deducing the steps in his mind, he suddenly strode towards the back of the pyre. The two Japanese soldiers lying behind the pyre didn't expect someone to appear on their side at this time, and they were caught off guard, only to see a few balls of gunfire flash in front of them, and their bodies had already been hit by the bullets fired by Zhuo Fei. With such a close-range shot, each blow was as if someone had struck someone in the chest and abdomen with a hammer, and the two Japanese soldiers were both shot and killed without even having time to shout.

"Poof" "Poof" Zhuo Fei, who was still a little uneasy, leaned over, put the muzzle of the gun on the other party's head and made up for each shot, then took the grenade from the corpse, and then covered the two corpses with firewood and grass. The first blow was successful, and Zhuo Fei was obviously in a good mood, but he didn't dare to stay here longer, but sneaked diagonally along the pyre to the nearest house. Leaning sideways against the courtyard gate, Zhuo Fei looked into the courtyard through the gap in the courtyard gate, the courtyard was pitch black at all and he couldn't see anything clearly, and after listening for a while, Zhuo Fei was finally able to confirm that there was no one in this house.

Sometimes standing against the wall, sometimes crouching behind the fence, sometimes with his back to the tree, Zhuo Fei spent more than an hour searching most of the houses on the outskirts of the village, and after making sure that there was no one in these houses, Zhuo Fei decided to take the risk and go to the entrance of the village where the fierce battle had been fought during the day. Whether it was blocking the enemy or blocking the enemy, the village entrance during the day had become the main battlefield full of corpses twice in a row, and Zhuo Fei didn't believe that the later Japanese soldiers would ignore the corpses of their comrades.

Zhuo Fei did not choose to exit the village and go to the entrance of the village, but continued to touch the entrance of the village from the outskirts of the village, Zhuo Fei would increase his chance of being discovered by the Japanese army, but to a certain extent, it was much safer than exiting the village. Slowly moving forward sideways against a dirt wall, Zhuo Fei was about to step over the intersection in front of him, when he suddenly felt a loosening behind him, and the courtyard door with his back was opened from the inside.

There was no time to pay attention to whether the person who opened the door was a Japanese soldier or a Chinese, Zhuo Fei just leaned over the muzzle and immediately pulled the trigger, "poof" "poof" "poof" "poof" blood splashed out with the gun flame, with the help of the gun flame that bloomed in the night, Zhuo Fei squatted a colleague with a short body to adjust the barge gun in his hand to a continuous state. "Poof", "poof", "poof" A series of bullets were shot out of the barrel by Zhuo Fei, and the seven or eight Japanese soldiers gathered in the courtyard fell in response, and the smell of meat wafting from the house was instantly covered by the strong smell of blood.

Quickly changed the magazine for the shell gun in his hand, Zhuo Fei rushed to the stove room in the courtyard, there was no light in the stove room, but with the help of the faint fire left in the stove sugar, Zhuo Fei saw the whole stove room clearly. Thinking back to these Japanese soldiers gathered here, and then looking at the chicken bones on the ground in the stove, Zhuo Fei suddenly realized, dare to love these Japanese soldiers gathered here just to steal their mouths, no wonder these guys are barehanded.

Zhuo Fei, who was crying and laughing, exited the empty stove room, rummaged through the corpses in the courtyard for a while, and after collecting to no avail, Zhuo Fei turned around and walked out of the courtyard, closed the courtyard door again, and then hurriedly crossed the intersection and went straight to the entrance of the village. The flash just now, Zhuo Fei was really a little afraid, those few Japanese soldiers who stole their mouths didn't say a word when they went out, if it weren't for their fast reaction, maybe they would be caught alive by those guys.