Several puppet soldiers panicked, dropped the things in their hands and touched their heads, and hurriedly saluted the people one by one, obviously not understanding what a military salute was, with both left and right hands, and bowing.

"Who's your grandma? There's no one to talk to! Captain Song was disgusted with the iron tower, and the tiredness on his face was swept away, and he was in a good mood. I think I was in a good mood when I saw this bear for the first time, but now I am in a better mood when I see it, with big shoulders and a round waist and a tall head, I feel comfortable when I look at it, and I raise my hand and slam it on the broad shoulders of the tower, and I feel that I want to be good: "Why are you kid here?" ”

This small action made several recruits dressed in the puppet army instantly disappear the tension, the level of the regiment commander, to them sounded like a emperor, but they didn't expect it to be a heroic person, not a big white face on the stage.

"Hey, hey, hey, I...... This is to help the three platoons fight guerrillas! ”

"Ho-, with you, the guerrillas have all entered the bunkers? I heard, didn't the commander of the third platoon of your special operations company set a horse's leg? He's not there? ”

He led the other half of the men to extort money in the village east of the estuary camp...... No, he's guerrilla in the east! ”

Commander Song didn't notice the speech problem accidentally revealed by the iron tower, and was about to praise a few words, but the big man behind him didn't let the head of the regiment come in and say this, so he quickly raised his hand and pointed to the big wooden sign on the ground: "Commander, you see what it is." Then he smiled sneeringly at the tower.

Captain Song's gaze fell on the brand, his expression froze, and he clicked: "This...... Who wrote it? Isn't the word good! ”

Tie Ta scolded Ma Da's grandmother thousands of times in his heart, and was about to let go of the fact that it was left by the previous puppet army, but the people around him heard the regiment commander's praise and stood up step by step to receive the credit: "Report to the regiment leader, I have been studying in private school for a few days, if it wasn't for the urgency of the third platoon commander at that time, I could have written better." ”

Xiong is so angry in his heart, waste snacks, not enough to succeed and more than to lose! I regret not telling them about the discipline of the Eighth Route Army first, and now it is too late, so I have to cough in embarrassment: "That...... This thing...... Commander, you have to let me explain, I'm ......."

The regiment commander ignored the tower, and said with interest to the soldier who stood up: "Not bad! Literacy is a good thing! Cultural people? What kind of work did you do before joining our team? ”

The soldier scratched the back of his head very embarrassedly: "Hehe, hehe, basically...... I was in and out of the prison, and the three platoon commanders bought me out of the prison a few days ago. But don't worry, Commander, I'm very skilled in robbing the road. Give me a knife, I will give you a way, you raised it! ”

The head of the "......" fell off his jaw and fell to pieces.

Flutter - Ma Da couldn't hold back anymore, holding his stomach and couldn't straighten his waist.

The bear's face is changing red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple, and he can't wait to slap this broken mouth around him alive now!

Human beings have limits, and depending on the circumstances, the limits of what they can bear are also different.

The rapid march of a day and a night, the security army and the puppet army have long been unable to bear it, and they have fallen far behind; The devil relied on an unwilling strength, and chased him to the stone bridge by the muddy river, thinking that the bunker by the stone bridge could resist for a while, dragging the eight roads with nowhere to go, but he didn't expect that the bunker that had just been built not long ago was actually empty, and there was not even a trace of battle, and the puppet army guarding the bunker did not see anyone dead or dead, and he couldn't understand what the situation was.

Having lost the last chance to catch up on the Eighth Road, the devils were discouraged, and their current exhaustion was no longer able to pursue, let alone fight. I didn't even think about turning around and going back to the city, and camped temporarily near the stone bridge, ate and slept, otherwise I wouldn't have the strength to go back to the city.

The eighth road is being pursued, so it can be said that it is an escape, so the limit of what it can bear is greater. I felt that the devil should not be able to catch up, but I still didn't dare to stop. Now, the prisoner recruits of the iron tower and the third platoon of the seven special operations companies have also joined the main force, and they are heading north together, running to the Jiguan Cliff trail between Zhangjia Town and Xiaohe Village into the mountain. The mountains are as vast as the sea; They are as thirsty as fish.

When they were exhausted and walked in the mountains, the head of Song felt that his whole body was extremely heavy, and he had to pick up the cold snow at his feet and rub his face, so that he could temporarily refresh for a while, so as to hold on to the last stretch of the road and stick to Kongzhuang.

Boom - Da Da ......

Finally I could make out the sound from the north, it seemed to be an explosion, and there was a faint sound of machine guns.

The team stopped in the valley, and Ma Da ran hurriedly from the front to the middle of the company, and met the regiment commander.

"There's a battle up north!"

"I listened." Regiment Commander Song was looking at the northern mountains, and then asked the iron tower next to him: "This is the ground of your special operations company, what do you think is the situation?" ”

The tower stared in the direction of the gunshot: "I've been out for more than half a month, and I haven't come back, it's hard to say." But...... That direction should be the Xiaohe Village Turret. ”

The regiment commander looked back at the tired team in the snow, no matter what the situation was in the north, it couldn't move, it was no longer a matter of resting for ten minutes to recover, it was now the end of the crossbow.

"Continue to move towards Kongzhuang, we must rest as soon as possible, we can't control that side."

The team continued to walk, but the head of the regiment still did not move, and suddenly said to Cai Qing: "I will go to Kongzhuang later." Then he turned to face north with the guards.

Cai Qing was trembling when he heard this, and chased after him to persuade the regiment commander to return to the team, but unfortunately the regiment commander ignored it, and in desperation, he ordered Xiao Liu to take a squad to follow the regiment commander to the north to follow the gunshots.

The sound of gunfire became clearer and clearer, and the tower was right, turning over the mountain in front of it, which was the mountain pass where the Xiaohe Village Turret was located.

Commander Song and his entourage of more than ten people were walking with their heads bored, and a shout suddenly sounded nearby: "You are surrounded!" ”

There was a panic, Commander Song was pushed down in the snow by the guards, Xiao Liu and the dozen or so soldiers he brought were panicked and looked for cover, but unfortunately this place happened to be a clearing in the snow, and there was not even a dead tree, it was really a bad dish!

Captain Song was not confused, wiped the snow from his face, and asked loudly, "Which part?" ”

"Rise up and surrender! Otherwise, I'll kill you now! ”

"I don't even know who you are, why should I surrender?" Captain Song replied, and at the same time motioned to Xiao Liu with his eyes, ready to retreat quickly.

"We're the Eight Roads!"

"I'm also eight-way!"

"Less! There are no eight roads in this place except for the special operations company! I think you're the ones who make the way for the devils! ”

Commander Song was speechless and sighed: "Put down your guns and surrender!" ”

Soon after, a figure finally shook out of a nearby dead forest, and cautiously approached with a bayonet hanging on his water: "Stay away from your guns!" Two more steps back! ”

This is a woman, although her voice is not as crisp as a woman, although she looks dark and not slippery, but she is wearing a torn cotton jacket with big flowers, and there is a long braid on the back of her head, which makes the Song group of leaders who raised their hands a little stunned.