At four o'clock in the morning, the bonfire lit at the mouth of Quanzigou was gradually extinguished, and the soldiers of the Japanese army and the Imperial Alliance Army who were sleeping around the bonfire were all snoring loudly and sleeping very soundly. The sentries sent by the soldiers of the Imperial Allied Army all found a leeward place to take a nap with their guns, and even the mobile sentry sent by the Japanese army was a little slack, and it would be a long time before they would lazily yawn and walk around the inner defensive circle set up by the Japanese army for a while, stumbling and stumbling, and their eyes were only focused on seeing the road under their feet, and they did not sweep into the surrounding woodland for a moment......

Sniffling slightly, Meng Mancang flipped his hand and pulled out two narrow war knives, one long and one short, and gently rubbed the blade on the muddy ground beside him, so that the soil blocked the reflection of the blade, and then he suppressed his voice and shouted to the martial arts team members and soldiers of the Eighth Route Army who were equipped with short guns and various types of war knives: "Right now, we are in the downwind, even if there is a smell of blood, the devils in the limelight can't smell it well, and they are ready to do it - remember, until it is absolutely necessary, no guns are allowed." After breaking a hole, let's divide it into two groups, one to expand to both sides, and the other to drill inside, and we must stick to the devil!"

Nodding approvingly, Zhong Youtian, who also smeared the snowy arrows of the crossbow arrows with mud, echoed in a low voice: "There is such a spacious shooting range between the devil and the second devil, it is clear that he wants the second devil to prevent them from disaster!" As long as the two devils can entangle us, the devils will definitely be machine guns and grenadiers together, and the two devils will be stewed with us! Full warehouse, drill into the devil's defensive circle, this is a hard job, how many good hands do you pick to follow? Can the comrades behind us avoid the devil's plots, it's up to you for the most part?"

He crooked his mouth towards Sha Bang, who was squatting beside him, like a giant beast in the wilderness, and then looked at Mo Tianliu, who was holding a twenty-round pistol in one hand and a long dagger with willow leaves in the other, Meng Mancang replied in a low voice: "Tianliu and the mallet are all familiar with the number of roads, so naturally they will not fall." Coupled with the seven or eight stabbing and fighting experts selected from the old army, it should be enough! Arita, your eyes are round! Before we crash into the devil's defensive circle, if one of us misses, we will all have to rely on this guy in your hand to make up for the knife!"

Nodding confidently, Zhong Youtian replied in a low voice: "Not only am I keeping an eye on you behind, but the captain has already gone into the forest with Gou Da and Wan Yi, and the machine gunners in the old army are also ready, you just have to rest assured - behind you, we are staring at it!"

Nodding slightly, Meng Mancang gently waved the two war knives in his hand, one long and one short, and took the lead in touching the sentry post set up by the soldiers of the Imperial Association Army dozens of meters away. And behind Meng Mancang, Mo Tianliu and Sha Bangqu also followed step by step, like mercury pouring on the ground, quietly touching the sentry of the Imperial Association Army who was sleeping.

With the two knives in hand, a cold breath suddenly gushed out of Meng Mancang's body, and suddenly Mo Tianliu, who was following behind Meng Mancang, had a series of goosebumps on his neck, and even Sha Bangqu, who was usually a little ignorant, shivered a little uncomfortably, and couldn't help but suppress his voice and shouted to Mo Tianliu: "Tianliu, do you feel it?" Brother Mancang's body...... Why do I think he smells cold? Makes people feel uncomfortable?"

Stirring the willow leaf dagger in his hand in the wet mud beside him, Mo Tianliu also twisted his body very uncomfortably: "Do you still need to say this?" When I was a child, Mr. Storyteller talked about the Three Kingdoms and the Water Margin, didn't he say that he was murderous and majestic? I guess the smell of Brother Mancang is murderous, right? After a while, watch and learn more, what you are good at is also fighting with people. If you can learn a little bit from Brother Mancang, then you can be considered to have ......."

As if hearing the whispers between Mo Tianliu and Sha Bangqu, Meng Mancang, who was walking in front with his waist bent, turned his head and made a 'silence' gesture towards Mo Tianliu and Sha Bangqu, and then slowly touched a soldier of the Imperial Association Army who was sitting with his back against a big tree and taking a nap with the Jinzao Type 38 rifle in his arms.

Like a civet cat, Meng Mancang took every step forward, and his feet landed on the ground on his toes first, and when he slowly rubbed the ground and opened a flat ground the size of a palm, and pushed aside the dead branches and leaves that might be trampled on, he used half of his feet to step on the ground steadily, and did not make a single abnormal sound.

After standing firm, Meng Mancang never rushed to move his body forward immediately, but always remained still for a short time, paused to listen to the movements around him, and then made sure that he did not alarm any targets, or even the birds, beasts, insects and insects in the mountains and forests, before starting the next move. But this seemingly slow and even static movement did not affect the speed of Meng Mancang's progress. After a bowl of tea, Meng Mancang had quietly touched the dozing Sentinel of the Imperial Cooperative Army.

Slowly squatting down, Meng Mancang gently put down the long knife he was holding in his hand, slowly reached out and grabbed a handful of sticky humus that was common in the forest at his feet, and covered the mouth of the imperial alliance army sentry with lightning. At the same moment, the short knife in Meng Mancang's hand stabbed into the throat of the Imperial Alliance Army sentry as if it was the last to strike.

Rubbing half a step towards the gentle, Meng Mancang divided his knees, and without hesitation, he pressed the legs of the Imperial Association Army sentry who was constantly struggling and bounced with his knees, and his arms also bent suddenly, and he used his elbow to resist the shoulder socket of the Imperial Association Army sentry, and suddenly made the Imperial Association Army sentry who was pierced through the throat unable to move at all, let alone make a sound!

It seemed that a short moment had passed, and as if it had experienced ten thousand years of reincarnation, the soldier of the Imperial Association Army who had been stabbed through the throat in his sleep finally stopped struggling, and his arms that were involuntarily raised also drooped softly.

Slowly letting go of the slap that was tightly pressed on the mouth of the Imperial Association Army sentry, Meng Mancang once again grabbed a handful of sticky humus from the ground and covered it on the edge of the short knife, and then slowly pulled out the short knife that stabbed into the throat of the Imperial Association Army sentry, and shook the short knife that had been wiped clean by the humus soil at Mo Tianliu and the others who were squatting behind him in an attack posture.

The attack formation was quickly launched, and several martial arts team members and soldiers of the Eighth Route Army who were armed with short knives quickly touched the sides of Meng Mancang's position. It was only a matter of moments, and some sounds, almost like the whispers of a dream, came one after another from the darkness far and near......

Nodding towards Mo Tianliu and Sha Bangqu, who quickly touched his side, Meng Mancang pointed at a sentry of the Imperial Association Army who was also napping not far in front with the short knife in his hand, and whispered to Sha Bangqu almost like a whisper: "Bang mallet, you can do this!"

Nodding slightly, Sha Bangqu tried his best to lean over and touch the sentry of the Imperial Association Army pointed out by Meng Mancang. Perhaps because Sha Bangqu's body is too strong, it is inevitable that he will make a louder noise than others when he acts, and he just touched the sentry of the Imperial Cooperative Army, but the Imperial Cooperative Army soldier who was still napping opened his eyes suddenly, and stared at Sha Bangqu who suddenly appeared in front of him in a little stunned, and subconsciously opened his mouth......

Without waiting for the Imperial Alliance Sentinel to make the slightest sound, Sha Bangqu, whose arm was much longer than ordinary people, stretched out his hand and punched the Imperial Alliance Sentinel's throat hard. With the slight sound of the throat cracking, Sha Bangqu, who was afraid that the Imperial Allied Army soldier would make a sound, took a step forward, stretched out his arm and wrapped his arms around the neck of the Imperial Allied Army sentry, twisting the neck of the Imperial Allied Army sentry half a circle, and his head drooped softly.

Staring at Sha Bangqu and cleaning up the sentry of the Imperial Cooperative Army, Meng Mancang still didn't move his position, but just pointed to a group of dry shrubs that looked extraordinarily lush not far away, and whispered to Mo Tianliu: "There is still a latent sentry there, Tianliu, you can do it!"

Nodding his head suddenly, Mo Tian, who was already eager to try, had already rushed out quickly when he stayed in Meng Mancang's words, like a goat running fast in the mountains and forests, tiptoeing to the side of the large mass of bushes, but he suddenly lay down sideways, like a huge lizard catching prey, he wrapped his hands and legs around the large mass of dried bushes, and the willow leaf dagger in his hand also stabbed the throat of the hidden sentry of the Imperial Allied Army wrapped in the dry bushes.

Suddenly, someone locked his body with his arms and legs, and he was also stabbed in the throat, although the secret sentry of the Imperial Association Army, who was almost still asleep, subconsciously struggled and kicked, but the amplitude of his movements was extremely weak, and he couldn't even make too much noise from the dry bushes that had piled up on him......

Looking at Mo Tianliu's very ingenious assassination method, Meng Mancang couldn't help but show a little surprise on his face, and his movements quickly rushed to Mo Tianliu's side, who had just pulled out the willow leaf dagger: "Tianliu, what kind of road are you?"

Without waiting for Mo Tianliu to speak, Sha Bangqu, who also touched Mo Tianliu's side, responded in a low voice: "This is the number of roads that Tianliu used when he led me to steal other people's sheep when I was a child. Wrap the sheep in a broken wood and grass mat, and then poke the sheep in the throat with household goods, and hug the sheep with hands and feet, so naturally there is no movement. When it dawned the next day, people saw blood on the ground, and then they knew ........"

Stretching out his hand and patting Sha Bangqu's head, Mo Tianliu was very embarrassed and shouted: "What year is this yellow calendar, and now you still take it out and break it?" Besides, the sheep we got are all from a few evil rich families in Qingle County. We won't be sorry to steal their sheep!"

Hanging his head suddenly, Sha Bangqu muttered aggrievedly: "Don't say if you are sorry or not, but you take the road to kill sheep and slaughter the two devils, and you can think of it......"

With a glaring of eyes, Mo Tianliu shouted in a heartfelt voice: "Killing pigs and butts, each has its own way, and if you can get things done, you don't care what method I use......."