The young man in front of him has a sharpness that makes Liu Lang feel jealous.

This is not because of the muscles exposed by Niu Er's arms and chest, it is purely an intuition, his big black bow is carried by He Datou in his hand, and the three-edged arrow inserted in the long arrow on the special coat makes people shudder when they look at it.

Those present were all warriors who had survived a hundred battles, accustomed to life and death, but they could also feel how terrible it would be to be shot by such an arrow. The destructive force of the muscles and bones must not be much less than that of a tumbling bullet.

"You said you were the captain of Boss Ming's bodyguard, what evidence do you have." Liu Lang narrowed his eyes.

"There is no evidence, because when the owner fled, the owner asked him to come to Xifengkou to find the 29th Army and Ming Yuming reporters." Niu Er looked at the fat captain in front of him very calmly, his eyes were flat, but there was a trace of disdain hidden in his eyes.

This kind of fat officer, in the eyes of Niu Er, who was born in poverty, is a synonym for uselessness, the type of son who drools when he sees a beautiful woman in the rich family.

Unfortunately, Niu Er guessed correctly, Lang Fat is really the "stupid" son of the rich man's family. In many low- and middle-class Chinese people, if they have a little money and like to spoil their sons unlimitedly, their sons will basically look like this in the end. Even if the old lady's genes are acceptable, she can't change the fate of becoming a stupid fat dun.

"You don't have proof, how can I trust you? It's wartime, and I can't put my soldiers in possible danger just because of a message like yours that sounds a little fantastical. Liu Lang replied a little coldly.

His eyes suddenly became cold, and he was about to burst out, "What's more, although your Shaanxi dialect is good, it doesn't prove anything." ”

Ming Yu wanted to speak and stopped, but he did not interrupt the conversation between Liu Lang and Niu Er.

Niu Er broke away from the road and ran all the way in the mountains, don't look at the lack of roads in the mountains and forests, but for a hunter who has lived in the more primitive mountains of Qinling for ten years, it is nothing, and it is even faster than riding a car on the mountain road.

Soon discovered by the sentinels of the 29th Army, the fame of the Ming Yu reporter is naturally leveraged, I heard that this guy with a big bow on his back is the head of the guard of the Ming Yu family, naturally someone sent this 29th Army field hospital seven or eight miles away from the front line, Ming Yu Liu Lang and his party have just arrived here for only an hour.

Hearing that his father came with ten trucks but was robbed by a gang of bandits thirty miles away, and now his life and death are uncertain, Mingyu was in chaos in an instant, and it was not until he saw Liu Lang that his heart gradually calmed down.

I also muttered in my heart, although I was not interested in the family's business, but I had never heard of such a Shaanxi guard who was good at using bows and arrows at home.

Of course, it was not so much the suspicion that calmed her, but Liu Lang himself. Since being rescued by Liu Lang on the battlefield, Liu Lang in her eyes has not had any defeats. She subconsciously believed that no matter whether her father had such a thing or not, Liu Lang would solve it.

"Sir, although you can't prove that you are the owner's guard, you can prove who you are." In the face of Liu Lang's compelling momentum, Niu Er was not afraid and took out the letter from his brother that he had been hiding in his arms. "My name is Niu Er, my eldest brother is called Niu Da, in the 29th Army, this time I came to the Great Wall, and I also came to find him, and my mother missed him."

In addition to the yellow letterhead, there was also a dried bun with a piece of dried meat inside. It is a famous snack in Shaanxi---- meat sandwich bun.

Big cow? Liu Lang's face changed slightly, this name, he seems to be a little familiar, it should be among the 220 elites he selected, he is a Shaanxi man who is silent.

"Big head, big cow is in 。。。。。。" Liu Lang turned his head and planned to call He Datou and ask him to call Niu Da over.

In fact, there is no need for Niu Da to come over, just by this name, Liu Lang has already believed in Niu Erqi or Eighty. No matter how stupid the Japanese spies are, they will not use their own soldiers as a cover.

"Sir。。。。。" He Datou shook his head with some difficulty.

Only then did Liu Lang remember that Niu Da, the simple Shaanxi man, was one of the personnel stationed in Gushan and one of the four surviving seriously wounded.

It's just that his legs are gone, and a piece of cannonball skin cuts off one of his legs from his knees, and a man who is 1.7 meters tall has become a short frustration of less than 1.3 meters, because of this battle.

He was also appointed by Su Huikai as the last seriously wounded man to explode shells in the anticline trench, and the Shaanxi man who could still stay awake on the battlefield and did not shed a single tear because he lost a pair of legs After leaving the battlefield alive, he cried for a full hour.

No one dared to ask him why he was crying, perhaps, because of his legs, perhaps, because of his comrades who died on the battlefield, or because he missed his mother.

And now, his younger brother is here and has come to him, because his mother misses him and brings him the taste of home.

However, he could not give the young man in front of him a complete brother, and his wounds were horribly infected, and he had been in a coma for a long time since yesterday afternoon, and he needed to be better treated, otherwise he would surely die.

Niu Er was very keen, looking at Liu Lang's face that suddenly became a little ugly, he couldn't help but be anxious, "Sir, you know Big Brother E, where is he?" ”

"He's fine, but he's seriously injured, he needs to be transferred to Beiping, your boss is obviously sending the things of the labor army to the front line of our 29th Army's anti-Japanese resistance, in fact, he used a cart to transfer the wounded." Liu Lang stretched out his hand and pressed the shoulder of Niu Er, who was a little excited.

Niu Er, who heard the bad news at first glance, was still struggling, but he was surprised to find that the hand of the rich man's stupid son actually had a huge force that he couldn't resist, and firmly pressed him in place.

In terms of strength alone, he is definitely no match for this man.

"Trust me! As long as the convoy arrives as soon as possible and he can go to Beiping, there will be no problem. Liu Lang stared at the young man in front of him who could resist his eighty percent strength, and said seriously.

"Okay, I believe you, I'll take you to save the owner and them, the convoy should still be there, and those bandits should only be interested in food." Niu Er also calmed down and made a decision quickly.

Now, saving the owner is saving the big brother.

"Big head, order everyone in the brigade to finish the repair, the whole army gathers, we have work to do." Liu Lang ordered without hesitation.

Then, Ming Yu, who rushed to the side without a trace and lifted his heart again, nodded, signaling her to feel at ease, and then picked up a pen and brushed a few strokes on a piece of white paper to outline the map along the Great Wall, and kept asking Niu Er, through Niu Er's memories, and even let Niu Er run three hundred meters in the mountains and forests to estimate the distance according to his speed, and it only took ten minutes to determine the specific location of their attack.

This hand made Niu Er admire.

He ran wildly all the way, just according to the general direction that the owner had said earlier to find the 29th Army, he was a black about the terrain in this area, he couldn't say any place names, the only thing he could estimate might be the distance, but the almost straight line through the mountains and the winding mountain road were obviously very different.

But the one in front of him found a specific location in the vast mountains in just a few minutes through comprehensive research and judgment, and he was powerful.

Niu Er didn't know that in the mountains and forests, in terms of hunting skills alone, maybe he was more powerful than the fat man in front of him, but if it was other, the one in front of him was in the future of China, and he was one of the best existences.

Before he had time for the guards of the field hospital to send a letter to the military headquarters and the division headquarters, Liu Lang set off with the guerrilla brigade that had already replenished the ammunition and replenished for a day, and even brought two Suluotong machine guns.

The Mingda reporter naturally wanted to keep up, and Liu Lang couldn't refuse, after all, this was the father who saved people.

If Xiao Senan, the king of Qinglong Mountain, who is famous for a hundred miles, sees this battle, it is estimated that that chest hair will be scared away!

This special mother is definitely robbing the wrong person.