Of course, this situation is just to think about, if the Japanese army is allowed to find their missing baggage team so quickly, Qinglong Mountain, which is only ten miles away from here, will definitely become the target of the Japanese army's retaliation.

Moreover, Liu Lang, who was very familiar with the brutality of the Japanese invaders, was still worried that the angry Japanese invaders would take out their anger on the villages still in the mountains, which was not uncommon in that time and space. Although the Chinese did not implicate the innocent and were defeated with this kind of brutality, but would only return blood with the same blood, Liu Lang did not want to see this happen.

So, it's better to keep a low profile.

The natural pit formed by the shell explosion became the natural grave of the Japanese puppet army, and it almost didn't take much effort for the two to carry a corpse and throw it into the pit, seven or eight times back and forth, and the corpses of the puppet army for hundreds of days just filled the big pit, and then spread some stones and soil on it.

The mountain road was restored, and the stream flowed again.

The invading bandits quietly became the cornerstone of China's mountain trails, and the resilience of nature would allow the place to be completely restored in no time.

In just a few days, no one knew that there had been a tragic battle here, and no one knew that nearly a thousand puppet soldiers had been buried here.

Yuji Nagano and his squadron quietly disappeared into the mountains of China, and no one knew about it except for these Chinese at the scene.

Perhaps, the Japanese who became the roadbed of China will never return to the arms of the god Amaterasu that they love, because the divine light of the god Amaterasu will not shine on this somewhat gloomy Chinese valley.

Especially for the Japanese.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that decades later, a certain bandit who participated in this battle had nothing to do, and he didn't know a single word and wanted to compile a memoir, and his almost senile brain would still remember his first battle in Erlangjian in Qinglong Mountain in the Great Wall Mountains, and the mysterious disappearance of the baggage squadron of the Eighth Division, which had been regarded as an insoluble mystery by the Japanese military department, would have come to light to the world.

Huaxia also generously allowed the former defeated army to welcome back the bones of their soldiers in the future, but unfortunately, the bones of the puppet army for hundreds of days have been integrated in the wind and rain for decades, and it is difficult to distinguish each other.

The descendants of the 200 Japanese soldiers can only pay their respects in the same place, and they do not know whether they are kneeling to their ancestors who were once robbers, or whether they are bowing to the Qingshan of China and the Chinese soldiers who killed their ancestors here.

The bandits who died in this battle were not transported back to Qinglong Mountain for burial, in Xiao Senan's words: If they die here, they should be buried here, buried on the top of the little devil's head, even if they and pee in the underworld, the little devil below can only continue to be aggrieved.

All right! Although the words were a bit rough, it sounded very refreshing, and more than two dozen tombs were piled up on the hillside, staring at the ghosts of hundreds of Japanese soldiers at their feet.

Chinese, even if they die, let a short man who is not tall in the future look up, this is the right of the victor.

The huge supplies make people look very happy, but it is extremely laborious to move away, even if the old pimple ran more than 20 miles after the battle to find the retreating old Ming comrades and dozens of escorts and women who could help, plus the remaining more than 200 bandits and 200 or so people of the independent guerrilla brigade, a total of nearly 700 people, and even the old people and children could carry the things that could be taken away, and they still carried them back and forth seven or eight times like hardworking ants. It wasn't until dark that they finally moved them all back to the bandits' lair in Qinglong Mountain.

Not even the broken carriages and the wreckage of the horses were spared.

Comrade Lao Ming also saw his baby girl on the road, the father and daughter who had not seen each other for a long time did not have tears in their eyes after a long absence, Ming Xilai was finally able to see his daughter standing in front of him safe and sound, and he was even more smiling when he heard the sound of "Dad", as if the twenty pounds of rice bags on his shoulders were not so heavy at that moment.

However, smiling and smiling, the Ming Dong family was still in tears. At home, Ming Yu is the heart of the old couple, not to mention any hard work, even the embroidery that everyone wants to learn is not willing to let her do it, she is willing to go to college and also cares about her temperament, but now, standing in front of an old father, is a girl whose face has become a little darker, there are still scratches on her forehead, wearing a coarse blue cloth military uniform, and carrying a bag of at least twenty catties of candy on her shoulder.

Girl, I suffered from the boss. Who's father, no one has to feel distressed!

Of course, the girl suffers a little, this is actually nothing, Comrade Lao Ming can not be so out of shape, at most the silent pain in his heart. The point is that before the father and daughter could say a few words, Captain Liu, the supreme commander of this place, whom Comrade Lao Ming had already met, came over with two large bags of grain.

That guy, what a cow! A wooden stick as thick as an adult's arm carries several large bags of grain bundled together at both ends, according to the estimation of Boss Ming, who has been engaged in grain trading for many years, there are 200 catties of grain on this pick, not to mention 200 catties of grain.

This Captain Liu is really a person like his surname, just like a cow, if he doesn't fight that day and goes to work in the grain store, it will be no problem to feed a large family with this strength alone.

Therefore, even if Comrade Lao Ming was reunited with his baby girl after a long absence, he did not forget to give a thumbs up to a certain "cow" chief who passed by him, praising him for his awesomeness.

He was polite and fully expressed the admiration of his 29 officers and men, and Comrade Lao Ming did a very meticulous job.

Then, he was stunned to see his daughter naturally take out a handkerchief, walk over quickly and wipe the sweat of the sweaty "cow" chief, blaming him for picking such a heavy thing, and at the same time glanced sideways at the tall man who followed him with less than 8 feet, what did he say?

It's like how you take care of your chief.

Comrade Lao Ming's heart at that time! Your father and I are so old and frail that we still carry 20 pounds of rice bags, why didn't you say that you feel sorry for your father and me, and then wipe your sweat and sweat for your father and me?

I feel a little sour inexplicably.

That's it, wipe a sweat! The friendship between soldiers and comrades-in-arms, Ming Laohan tried his best to think on the good side.

A certain wave smiled politely at the old man Ming, and then rushed up with an arrow to take down the rice bag on the old man's shoulder and put it on his burden, and ran away with the soldiers behind him.

What a boy! has an identity, a figure, and respects the old and loves the young. Boss Ming's impression of Captain Liu is still very good.

"Oops! You're so heavy! My dad can carry it. Mingyu reacted and shouted at the fat man in the distance. Seeing that there was no response, he stomped his feet and threw a sentence to Comrade Lao Ming: "Dad, I'll talk to you later, I'll go to the cottage to organize people to cook some tea for everyone to relieve fatigue." ”

Ming Lao Han 。。。。。。。

Hey, girl! What does your dad mean to be able to carry it? Why does this become more and more wrong the more you hear this?

What Lao Tzu just thought was that this man had the strength to retire and become a buddy in the grain industry, but he didn't think that he would be the boss! Knowing his daughter Mo Ruo's father, he already felt an ominous premonition for his daughter's performance just now.

Ming Laohan's heart suddenly hurt.

It's like suddenly losing what you love most.

That's probably the initial mood of every father, knowing that he has raised his baby girl for 20 years, and suddenly one day telling himself that he has a beloved man!

Looking at the fat man who was already twenty or thirty meters away from here in just ten seconds, Ming Laohan suddenly had a kind of realization, Te Niang's running is so fast, it doesn't seem that his physical strength is too much, but his heart is weak!

Little fat man, you wait for Lao Tzu's 40-meter-long big knife。。。。。。。

In the sunset of spring in the north, the old men and old men of the Ming Dynasty are in tears!