Wu Gong was very beautiful in his heart, and as he walked, he touched the letter he was carrying on his chest, and several silver dollars collided, making a not-so-crisp impact sound from his clothes.

"Cut, Lao Tzu eats well and dresses well here, how can you afford to spend money." He muttered to himself, but Le's eyes were about to narrow into a slit.

"There is a situation!" The one who walked in front immediately crouched.

Several people quickly pounced on a small hill nearby and quietly observed.

A group of about twenty Japanese devils were lining up along the mountain path, and if they weren't careful, they wouldn't have heard the footsteps at all.

"No......," one of them said, "didn't you say you had just escaped from defeat?" Look at this clothes, this equipment, no matter how you look at it, it looks like you are going to the battlefield, the platoon commander? ”

Wu Gong is proud of what he realized from Zhu Gexin, how can he manage so much, seeing that there are not many people on the other side, and he is in the lower position, and he directly touched a grenade from the back waist.

"As soon as I throw it in a while, you guys will start fighting, and try to hand over all these dogs' qiang guns and whatever, and we've also had the addiction of little Japanese things!" He also thought that he would leave a handful of gadgets to take back to teach.

Several people were lying on their stomachs behind the small hill and hidden, holding qiang, and Wu Gong bit down the fuse of the grenade with his teeth.

The moment the bomb exploded on the enemy's side, Wu Gong knew that what they encountered must not be a scattered army that had lost the battle.

The devil didn't even check the dead and wounded, without any panic, almost immediately found cover, set up qiang, and fired in the direction where the grenade came from without any hesitation.

"His grandmother's, platoon commander Wu, what did I say, it doesn't look like a good stubble, let's still ...... Ah......h

Before he finished speaking, the people around him fell.

"Lao Guo!" Wu Gong crawled over to check, only to see that Lao Guo's head was hit by a qiang.

"They have snipers, they're all hidden!"

Wu Gong rolled around, lying on the ground and looking down the hill, where the enemy had suppressed their fire and was rapidly moving up the hillside.

"Let's retreat to the flanks and ambush from the flanks, quick!"

Several people put away qiang and crawled forward.

Suddenly, a figure flickered in the bushes in front of him, and Wu Gong made a silent gesture in his heart.

"Disperse! The fucking sniper seems to have copied our path...... A few brothers scattered, let's withdraw, gather at the bottom of the mountain in a while, let's let people put it together! ”

The last man in line was the first to get up and run to the left, but after running two steps, he fell to the ground screaming.

Wu Gong looked in the direction where the bullet came, and suddenly seemed to be poured a basin of cold water on his head.

Two snipers, hanging from a tree, with their mouth facing them.

There were only four people left, and they couldn't take much care of their martial arts, so they could only take three people to move non-stop to reduce the accuracy of the two devilish qiangkou staring at them.

Wu Gong continued to run forward with the people, but the devils under the mountain had already blocked the way and were approaching them.

"What to do?!" Someone was so scared that he couldn't stand still.

"Run back!"

No matter how powerful the sniper is, it is better to be in a tree, and it is not easy to deal with a dozen devils behind him with qiang.

There were two people in front and one person in the back, and Wu Gong deliberately ran in the middle.

He can't care so much, he just knows that he can't lose his life, and the teacher is still waiting for him in Wuji Town.

Those who came behind were the first to fall.

Wu Gong quickened his pace, used the tree next to him as cover, and ran to the middle of the two people in front of him.

By the time he was the only one left alive, there was no way ahead.

Standing on the edge of a steep hill, he looked back to see a sniper leading the way, fully disguised and almost integrated into his surroundings.

Wu Gong slowly raised his hands and pretended that he had surrendered.

Seeing that the sniper was holding Qiang, he was about to put it down.

Suddenly, he quickly pulled a small grenade out of his pocket and threw it forward.

But no matter how fast the martial arts are, they still can't outpace the bullets.

There was a dull ache in his chest, and the powerful impact pushed him back two steps and rolled down the hill.

The homemade grenade he brought down from the mountain to save his life lay quietly on the ground, and it turned out to be dumb......

Zheng Liang put down the binoculars, sighed, and said in a low voice: "Brothers, the platoon commander is trying to distract the enemy...... sacrificed. ”

Dozens of people stood upright, taking off their hats in salute.

Zheng Liang's fingers rubbed against the smoke, his head lowered, and a subtle smile rose at the corner of his mouth.

Tie Dan carried the basket on his back, followed behind the master, and walked on the mountain path.

"Master, this Bupleurum root is so thin, how much do you need to use it at a time to reduce fever?" Tie Dan held a medicinal herb in his hand and asked Wang Chuanxiong in front of him.

"This is not only used to reduce fever, but also according to the specific situation of the patient, although this Bupleurum can reduce fever, it cannot only use this one...... Look, isn't that purple in front of you a flowering skullcap, go dig it up! ”

"Okay!"

Tie Dan took out a small hoe from the back basket and ran over happily.

"Master, there is a dead man here, it seems to be a soldier......"

Iron Dan was so frightened that he threw his hoe and sat on the ground.

Wang Chuanxiong hurriedly ran over, picked up the apprentice, and walked forward cautiously.

In the middle of a purple skullcap flower, there was a man wearing the uniform of the national army, and he pulled the body of the person lying on his side hard, wanting to reach out to probe his snort, but he was stunned for a moment......

"Big boss!" Iron Egg was the first to react.

Crying and tearing off Wu Gong's chest with a large bloodstained shirt, a bullet was nailed to the heart of their boss.

"Big boss!" The child cried out.

Wang Chuanxiong looked up at the steep mountain in front of him, and his fingers explored the neck of Wu Gong for a while before he said with confidence that he was still alive.

He let out a strange sigh and reached for the bullet.

"It's ......"

It turned out to be a few pieces of ocean in the pocket of his shirt that blocked the bullet, and only the bullet rushed into the flesh, and it is estimated that the heart was hit by an external force, and he fell from such a high place before he fainted.

In the distance, there was a fierce cannon sound......

"Iron Egg, hurry up and get him out of here."

Wang Chuanxiong took off his coat and draped it on his martial arts, carried the person on his back, and held the iron egg behind him, and staggered down the mountain.

Zhu Ge said goodbye to his classmates and friends from Longxian Middle School, walked on the street, heard a faint sound of qiang in the distance, the people on the street hurried to and fro, and hurriedly hid at home, he was afraid that it would not be safe to go to Wuji Town at this time, and was about to go back to school again, when he saw a very familiar person hurriedly coming in the distance.

"Iron Egg!" It's not an iron egg!

Zhu Ge hurriedly beckoned, how could Tie Dan be here? Why didn't you join the army with martial arts? Where did the veterinarian go? Zhu Ge had a question, and was about to pull the iron egg to investigate, only to see a stranger next to him, and a person who didn't know whether he was alive or dead was on his back.

"Sir......" Tie Dan saw Zhu Ge, just like seeing his own mother, and the whole person jumped up and hugged Mr. Wow and cried.

The ominous premonition in Zhu Ge's heart swept by, and he trembled and stretched out his hand to lift the face of the person being carried.

"This ......" he took two steps back, held the iron egg, forcibly endured the sourness between his nose, and asked in a trembling voice: "He...... Is it dead or alive? ”

This novel is from Reading Rim