Seeing from afar that a lonely small tree trunk suddenly fell, Sha Bangcui, who was lying a few miles away, quickly kicked down the news tree erected next to him, and after climbing a few steps backwards, the cat bent his waist and ran wildly towards a path in the distance. And after Shabangcui put down the message tree, almost every five or six miles, a small withered tree was suddenly knocked down. In the blink of an eye, Wei Zhengguang, who was thirty miles away, had already stood up with a heavy basket on his back, turned his head and whispered to a few martial arts team members around him: "The devil is here, walk!" ”

Whispering yes, several members of the martial arts team who were sitting or squatting behind the dirt slope beside the road quickly stood up, picked up the hoes resting beside them and rushed straight towards the road, and quickly dug out a watermelon-sized and one-foot-deep soil pit in several places that were obviously the color of the new soil.

Taking off the basket he was carrying, Wei Zhengguang carefully took out a few small crockpots sealed with wooden stoppers, held them one by one and put them into the freshly dug holes, and then hooked iron hooks only the size of soybeans to the fire rings left on the wooden stoppers.

Along the freshly dug groove next to the soil pit, which was only one finger deep, Wei Zhengguang gently twisted the horsetail thread tied to the iron hook with two fingers, and carefully placed the horsetail thread of the same color as the soil into the shallow groove. At the top of the groove that stretched almost the entire length of the road, a member of the martial arts team had already driven a half-foot-long wooden nail into the solid earth, and fastened a rattan rattan trap to the wooden nail.

Although Wei Zhengguang's fingers are abnormally thick, they are no less flexible than those embroidered girls. Just twisted the horsetail thread and coiled it around the mousetrap a few times, and the horsetail thread was already tightly tied to the press spring of the rattrap, trembling and shaking gently.

Wei Zhengguang compared the color of the soil on the road, and mixed some fresh soil that had just been dug out of the dry soil prepared in the back basket, and then evenly sprinkled the dry soil in the shallow groove.

Pursing his lips, Wei Zhengguang almost put his lips on the ground, and gently blew towards the floating soil that had just been sprinkled with even strength so that he could no longer see the slightest trace of human fiddling, and then slowly stood up: "Okay!" Walk around a bit, don't touch the place where you just sprinkled the floating soil!"

After placing those clay pots that were not too big one after another, Wei Zhengguang listened to the roar of the car engine faintly in the distance, and unhurriedly put the half-empty back basket back on his back: "Withdraw!"

Following behind Wei Zhengguang, a group of martial arts team members who assisted Wei Zhengguang in burying those clay pots quickly disappeared behind the dirt slope next to the road like mercury. One of the martial arts team members reached out and took out a new white sheep's belly hand towel from his bosom, and shook it towards the hillside on the other side of the road where withered yellow bushes grew.

Looking at the uninhabited hillside, someone reacted to the movement of the martial arts team member waving the white sheep's belly handkerchief—a small withered tree standing alone on the top of the hillside was quickly put down, and several withered yellow shrubs suddenly dispersed, forming a very scattered line of skirmishers along the ridge line of the hillside.

Carefully received the white lamb's belly handkerchief into his arms, and the martial arts team member who sent out the signal put a few thick firecrackers that had just been made in his hand, and at the same time took out a black incense that was only the length of a finger but the thickness of a walnut from his arms, and used his body to block the gradually strong cold wind, and lit the black incense with a foreign fire.

I don't know what kind of material the big incense is made of, although it is faintly lit with a dark red fire, but it does not emit a single smoke, and even the aroma of the ordinary big incense after it is lit does not emit.

Gently blew on the dark red firehead, and the martial arts team member who was holding the big incense tightly looked at the shadow of the car faintly visible on the road in the distance, and immediately lowered his head and shouted to Wei Zhengguang: "Old Wei, the devil is here!"

As if he hadn't heard the hurried words of the martial arts team members around him, Wei Zhengguang sat behind the dirt slope with his waist bent, drooping his head and closing his eyes slightly, as if he was asleep. It wasn't until the roar of the car engine clearly reached the ears of all the martial arts team members that Wei Zhengguang suddenly opened his eyes: "Ignition!"

Looking at Wei Zhengguang in surprise, the martial arts team member holding the black incense in his hand couldn't help but whisper: "Now?" The devil's car hasn't arrived yet......."

Suddenly his eyes widened, Wei Zhengguang roared sharply: "Ignition!"

They didn't even think about it anymore, and the martial arts team members with big incense in their hands hurriedly lit several large firecrackers that had already been prepared, and then threw the snorting explosion of the lead into an iron can half-buried in the dirt at their feet.

In a series of dull explosions, the truck that almost crushed the clay tank buried in the road slammed to the brakes. Before the Japanese soldiers standing in the truck could stand firm, they had all aimed their guns at the dirt slope where the explosion sounded, and pulled the trigger, and immediately hit the dirt slope with smoke and dust. After a few more moments, the machine gun mounted on the roof of the truck cab also turned its muzzle, and the fire began to suppress the dirt slope where the explosion sounded!

With the help of machine gun fire, the Japanese soldiers on the two trucks jumped out of the trucks one after another. Some of them immediately formed an attacking squad of three, alternately covering the advance in the direction of the dirt slope. Others, however, leaned on the ditches on both sides of the road to form a seemingly loose but effective defensive formation.

The dirt slope where the explosion sounded was only three or four hundred meters away from the main road. For those well-trained Japanese soldiers who also had sufficient combat experience, even a cautious alternate cover advance took a pitiful amount of time. After a bowl of tea, the island front guards standing next to the truck had already looked through the binoculars at the three Japanese soldiers who were rushing to the front, and at the same time rushed to the ridgeline of the dirt slope.

Before the half-guards in front of the island could understand why the three Japanese soldiers had suddenly stopped, two muffled explosions suddenly sounded on the ridge of the dirt slope. As the smoke rose after the explosion, the three Japanese soldiers who took the lead in rushing to the ridgeline of the dirt slope all threw away the 38 big cover in their hands, covered their faces with their hands and rolled down the dirt slope with a miserable howl!

Without any hesitation, the three Japanese soldiers who were immediately behind the 1st Assault Group did not look at their comrades who were screaming and rolling down the dirt slope, but suddenly accelerated their pace and rushed towards the ridge line of the dirt slope. In the process of charging, two of the Japanese soldiers who were running behind all took out the grenades they were carrying, pulled them with their teeth, knocked them their steel helmets, and threw the two grenades behind the ridgeline of the dirt slope with their hands.

In the midst of the violent explosions, three Japanese soldiers rushed to the ridge line of the soil slope one after another, half-knelt on the ground and aimed their guns at the position below the ridge line of the soil slope, and put on a posture of occupying the breakthrough point and receiving backups. After these three Japanese soldiers, other attacking Japanese soldiers also rushed to the ridge line of the dirt slope, looking for their respective targets according to their guns.

Strange to say, Fang was still behind the dirt slope where the explosion sounded, but at this moment, there was no one to be seen. Even if you look around, you can't see the target of any activity?

Lowering the muzzle of the gun in his hand slightly, a Japanese soldier quickly pulled out a signal flag from behind his waist and turned around and waved the flag in the direction of the truck: "The enemy has been hidden, is it conducting reconnaissance?"

Without waiting for the front half of the island guards to answer the flag, from under a few bushes of withered yellow bushes on the other side of the road, a few faint muzzle flames suddenly flashed, and several Japanese soldiers standing next to the truck to guard were carried to the ground like lightning strikes, and the slightly sharp gunfire of the Jinzo 38 rifle rang in the ears of the front half of the island guards!

Subconsciously leaning on the truck to make evasive actions, the half-guard in front of the island suddenly pulled out the combat knife on his waist, and pointed the combat knife in the direction of the gunshot: "Return fire!"

With the order of the half-guards in front of the island, the Japanese soldiers who had formed a defensive circle around the truck pulled the trigger one after another, and in a moment they scattered the few bushes of withered yellow bushes. The machine gun mounted on the roof of the truck cab also turned its muzzle, and in the blink of an eye, the yellowed bushes were gone.

Seeing that no one fired on the dirt slope with withered yellow shrubs, the half-guards in front of the island shouted loudly without hesitation: "Order the attackers to return to the team, board the car and set off immediately!"

While waving the flag according to the orders of the island-front half-guard, the Japanese soldier who served as the signal bearer hurriedly asked the island-front half-guard, "Your Excellency, did you just let those guys who dared to attack the Imperial Army go?!"

With a grim smile, the sword in his hand was sheathed, and the half-guards in front of the island shouted fiercely: "It's just a group of guys who want to delay the imperial army's attack, even if you ignore them now, after the imperial army destroys the villages where they can hide and find provisions, these guys who have nowhere to hide and no longer find food will be forced to fight a head-on battle with the imperial army sooner or later!" Let them live a few more days...... When the decisive battle comes, I'm going to cut off the heads of these guys with my own hands!"

"Totally understood! Your Excellency, I'm really looking forward to following you to the moment of your showdown with these damn guys......"

Before he finished speaking, a Japanese soldier who had quickly retreated according to the order of the half-guards in front of the island stumbled and stumbled on the ground. As the Japanese soldier fell to the ground, a dull explosion suddenly sounded three or five paces away from the Japanese soldier......

In the dull sound of the explosion, the Japanese soldier who fell to the ground was suddenly startled, but he was not seriously injured. On the contrary, several Japanese soldiers walking behind him were caught off guard, and all of them were covered in blood from the various fragments caused by the explosion. One of the Japanese soldiers even covered his eyes and screamed: "My eyes...... I can't see it...... Bastard...... Where is the enemy......"