On the road from Panshi to Jilin, Deng Xiaojiao, who was wearing only a pair of white pants, was lying on the back of a thin donkey, and slapped the donkey's buttocks with his right hand.

Deng Xiaogen ran not far after leaving with, when he heard the sound of gunfire behind him, he didn't dare to look back, and he panicked into a cornfield.

After coming out of the cornfield, I happened to see this skinny donkey tied to the ground.

Deng Xiaomore thought about running as far as possible, and he didn't care that he had never ridden horses, cows, donkeys and other livestock since he was a child, so he untied the rope and slapped the donkey's buttocks vigorously when he rode up.

He didn't have much energy, plus he was nervous and scared, and his shot was even weaker, at first the thin donkey didn't take it seriously, but he couldn't stand him and kept fighting, and then the donkey was also anxious, so he simply ran away, and almost dropped Deng Xiaogen several times.

I thought that the farther I ran, the safer it would be, but I didn't expect to run into a Japanese again.

As Nagahira Masao had guessed, Noma Heiji did divide the two squadrons into two groups; One by truck and one by horse-drawn carriage, they rushed to the rock.

Deng Xiaogen encountered the vanguard in a truck.

The road was not wide, in today's parlance, it was a single lane, and a truck gambled the road to death.

The donkey had already been beaten a little hairy by Deng Xiaogen, and suddenly heard the horn of the truck, made a sharp turn in fright, and rushed into the field on the side of the road.

This time, Deng Xiaogen failed to catch it and fell off the donkey's back.

The truck stopped, and two Japanese soldiers jumped down from it, and stepped forward to pick Deng Xiaogen up from the ground.

Deng Xiaogeng rolled his eyes, and immediately shouted in a few sentences of Japanese mixed with Chinese that he had just learned:

"Taijun, Taijun, don't shoot! The small one is Deng Xiaogeng, the captain of the Panshi security team, who is here to ask for help! ”

Listening to his words, a Japanese captain jumped out of the truck and walked up to him and asked in a cold voice:

"Thy land, from the rock?"

Deng Xiaogen hurriedly said:

"Yes, yes, yes, Taijun, I am the captain of the Panshi security team, Nagahei Masao Taijun is still in the city, there is an anti-Japanese team attacking the rock, and the small ones are risking their lives to run out for help!"

The Japanese captain waved his hand at the two soldiers:

"Get him in the car and go full speed!"

Deng Xiaogen scolded his mother vigorously, but he could only follow the two Japanese soldiers into the truck.

Along the way, he was thinking about what reason to make up when the time came, explaining his escape to Nagahira Masao.

Deng Xiaogen looked at the row of trucks following behind, and secretly prayed in his heart that Nagahira Masao was dead

In that case, when the Japanese annihilated the team that was attacking the rock, he would continue to be his security captain, and maybe he would be rewarded for it.

However, the premise is that Nagahira Masao is dead, otherwise it is not certain whether he can live or not.

At this time, the team under Nagahira Masao was almost dead.

The main gate was breached, suppressed by two light machine guns, and sixty or seventy men rushed into the courtyard of the gendarmerie almost without resistance.

It's such a big place, it's easy to say that it's all over the four walls, but now it's directly face to face, the number of the other side is more than twice as large as the Japanese army, and there are firepower points, so it's strange to be able to win.

Moreover, this sudden change made most of the soldiers have no time to react in a short time, and several people were sent to see Amarasu before they could see clearly whether it was their own people or the enemy who came in.

Seeing that nothing could be done, Nagahira Masao immediately retreated to the backyard under the cover of two Japanese soldiers, intending to escape.

After Nagahira Masao came here, he had the door in the backyard of the gendarmerie sealed, but he dug a tunnel at the location of the door, which was specially reserved for his escape.

But before his hand touched the switch of the tunnel entrance, Liu Cheng's voice came from behind him, and his tone was full of ridicule:

"Leaving so soon?"

The two Japanese soldiers who followed Nagahira Masao were now only one, and before he could raise his gun to aim, he was shot in the head by Liu Cheng, and blood splashed on Nagahira Masao's face.

Liu Cheng pulled the bolt out of the cartridge case, aimed the gun at the head of Nagahira Masao, and asked lightly:

"You say I'm hitting you in the head? Or do you want to smash your two things hanging around down there? ”

Changping Masao looked at Liu Cheng with a gloomy face and didn't say a word.

Liu Cheng smiled faintly and said without hurrying:

"Slowly pull out your gun and throw it on the ground."

Changping Masao slowly pulled out the brand-new Browning pistol from the holster, gently put it on the ground, stared at Liu Cheng with dead eyes, and said gloomily:

"You think you won?"

Liu Cheng pursed his lips:

"Win? Where does this begin? I've never regarded you as an opponent, so how can I say that I win or lose? ”

Nagahira Masao only felt a surge of blood qi surging above his head in an instant, his face flushed, and his voice changed a little:

"Liu Cheng! Don't run rampant too soon! Even if you kill me, you won't escape the rock! To tell you the truth, two hours ago, I called the commander of the Jilin garrison, Noma Heisa Nakasa, and the reinforcements he sent are now outside the rock city! ”

"Horn!"

There was a crisp sound, and Nagahira Masao only felt a cold between his legs, followed by another heat.

He hurriedly looked down to check, only to see that blood had oozed out of his pants, and a hot pain suddenly came from his inner thighs.

Changping Zhengxiong's flushed face turned pale in an instant, and with a light movement of his fingers, he silently counted in his heart: one, two...... No less!

The bullet didn't take away any of his important parts, but only sliced off one of the flesh on his inner thigh.

From the reaction of Nagahira Masao, Liu Chengcheng knew the results of this shot, and bared his teeth and scolded with a smile:

"Damn, overestimate you!"

As he spoke, he pulled the bolt again and re-aimed the case.

Nagahira Masao roared in despair, and both eyes were a little red:

"Bastard! Yaga! What the hell do you want to do?! ”

Liu Cheng patted his head and pretended to be surprised and said:

"If you don't ask me, I forgot everything, yes, hurry up and take out the medicine for malaria, and Lao Tzu will leave you a whole corpse; Otherwise, I'll shoot you to pieces! ”

At the end of the speech, Liu Cheng's expression was instantly cold, and his voice seemed to come from the Nine Hells.

At the moment when Changping Zhengxiong was stunned, Liu Cheng suddenly stepped forward, and the butt of the Type 38 rifle in his hand smashed hard on the left side of Changping Zhengxiong's face.

Masao Nagahira suddenly fell to the ground and spat out two bloody teeth.

Liu Cheng bent down to pick up the brand-new Browning pistol from the ground, untied the equally brand-new cowhide holster from Nagahira Masao, and dragged Nagahira Masao towards the front yard......