He quickly dispelled the thought.

Now, he has to create an atmosphere where the Women's Rangers are not in this village.

Because he can't take a dozen stupid women on the road, and meet and fight countless enemies who don't know where they are hiding, he must be hidden, hidden for a long time, and when the enemy is tired and depressed, he will take them with him.

These women, although they are the family members of a local tycoon, are also Chinese, and they must protect themselves.

It's your responsibility.

The horse meat here must not be touched!

Because, if you move, the devil will come back and find that perhaps, the corpses of the four military horses left here are the traps of the enemy, and as soon as you move, the devil will be able to judge it.

If you move a little, the enemy will also be suspicious and perhaps negligent.

However, with such a population and a dozen women, how much ration is needed to insist on a minimum of a month?

These four military horses, all fat and strong, about 1,000 catties of meat, according to the Einsatzgruppen's ration of 2 catties per person a day, it is definitely enough!

But no.

If you take all the horse meat away, the devil will think, he will search all kinds of traces, and he will conclude that so much horse meat has been stolen, and the distance must not be far!

The village could be exposed.

Well, that's the right idea, so what does it feel wrong?

Oh, horses!

Yang Chaoran carefully observed the corpse of the military horse and noticed a few details: "Hehe, isn't this the arrangement method of the thunderbolt?" Okay, little devil, you have a lot of power, and you actually know how to ambush me with this thing! ”

He smiled.

Walk into the distance.

Blazing fast.

A pistol.

Towards the east.

After running for more than three miles, he climbed a mulberry tree, and among the tall and flexible branches and leaves of the mulberry tree, Yang Chaoran observed the distance with a telescope.

The enemy is in the south and is still searching in large numbers.

East, North, West.

A few hundred meters to the northwest is the commanding heights occupied by the devil special detachment in their initial battle, and 1,500 meters to the north, there is a stronghold, which is not large, there are villages near the stronghold, and the population is estimated to be about 1,000 people, which is a town.

Around, 500 to 800 meters apart, there are several villages.

Yang Chaoran is here, already separated from the village where the women's Einsatzgruppen is located in the west.

Most of them are small villages. With a population of three or two hundred, and an increase of five hundred, the villages were hidden in the green woods, and many of them had already harvested corn, pumpkins and peppers, which were exposed under the eaves.

There is no corn, that thing is too expensive, only the peppers are beautiful in bunches.

In a few days, the corn stalks will be hoeed here, and at that time, the green gauze tent will be gone!

The green gauze tent is gone, and the conditions for covering and fighting here are terrible.

Yang Chaoran decided to attack a devil stronghold, the farther away the better.

To the east, further confuse the enemy.

He doesn't know if his identity is revealed.

Yang Chaoran's name is completely exposed, but is his one-arm bandaging style also too late?

When he was hesitating, a few peasants appeared in front, trembling, pulling a few flat cars, ghostly, it turned out that they were going to the field to harvest crops.

He had an idea at once.

Quickly passed, intercepted them, and the pistol lit: "The imperial army requisitioned your carts, little donkeys, you are fast." ”

Several peasants were frightened: "Taijun, this is not our own, this is our village, and it belongs to the family of Wang Dashan, the maintenance president, we can't call the shots." ”

Yang Chaoran smiled.

If it was an ordinary person's family, he would really be embarrassed to bully and requisition directly, and now, the so-called maintenance president, isn't he a traitor?

Of course, I'm not really good.

"I have an injured arm, borrow your little donkey and cart, and send me to the stronghold over there, Taijun will be rewarded! When you get there, your cart and donkey can come back on their own, and the imperial army will not confiscate it! Yang Chaoran took out the posture of Taijun Sang and said in a big way.

Several peasants were dumbfounded.

"This?"

Yang Chaoran took out some banknotes from his pocket, which were searched from the bodies of the five left-behind devils who had been killed.

"To the west, you are a great good citizen, this is a reward." Yang Chaoran said.

Poof, several peasants knelt down: "Taijun, we are willing to send you, as long as you don't hurt us, money and land, you can't ask for it greatly." ”

Yang Chaoran pouted: "Baga, money, you must collect it, otherwise, you will die, die!" ”

The common people were helpless, they collected the money, and most of them went to work, only one car, a small donkey pulled it, and one person drove it away, and sent Yang Chaoran.

Yang Chaoran was like this, bumping all the way on the flat car and heading to the eastern stronghold.

Along the way, Yang Chaoran chatted with the temporary coachman, asking about the situation of the stronghold, not to mention, the owner of the family, the rich man, maintains the president, often goes to the stronghold over there for meetings, and often bragged to the long-term workers, and actually understands it very clearly.

Yang Chaoran took out some money again, this is the last: "Oh, this is a reward for you." We make friends! ”

The young man was lean, with a black and red face, and looked very energetic, and had been doing manual work all year round.

"Ah, thank you, I didn't expect that there are also good people in your Oriental Taijun!" After taking the money, the young man was thoughtful.

Yang Chaoran smiled.

On the way, a Japanese cavalry patrol was encountered, and three Japanese soldiers, rushing out of an intersection, intercepted them.

Yang Chaoran pretended to be unconscious, and told the young man, he closed his eyes, and when he heard the sound of the devil's hooves, he told the young man from afar.

The young man stopped and talked to the three devil cavalrymen, and the devil looked at it, "Well, let's go!" ”

This kind of scene has been encountered three times.

Finally, we arrived at a stronghold two kilometers away.

The farther away it is, the more it can induce the devil to misjudge, and the more the safety of Mu Xueyan in that western village can be guaranteed.

The stronghold was in sight, and the young man and the coachman hurriedly stopped to inquire about the situation.

Yang Chaoran confessed that he only needed to send himself to the stronghold.

"Stop!" It's a puppet army.

The stronghold has a turret with a large courtyard, two hundred meters outside the village, which is almost standard.

The wall of the compound is two zhang high, there is a devil standing guard on the turret, a puppet army assists, on the wall, there are also devils and puppet soldiers patrolling, outside the door, three puppet soldiers, one devil.

The young man hurriedly explained to the puppet army.

When the puppet army saw it, they hurriedly waved over there, and the ghost soldier in charge came over and checked Yang Chaoran.

At this time, Yang Chaoran opened his eyes, and his breath was dying: "You, you, you!" ”

"Quick, open the door, get inside." The devil soldier shouted loudly, and shouted to the turret: "Sakai Juncao, there are wounded soldiers here!" ”

There was a promise from above.

The little donkey cart entered the big courtyard, and two puppet soldiers came to help, and Yang Chaoran waved his hand. Say you can't.

The puppet army hurriedly carried him into a bungalow on a stretcher.

In the house, the puppet army went out, the devil at the gate was there, and two more devils ran in, very curious: "Who are you?" How did it get hurt? "Hundred Platings" The latest chapter of "Anti-Japanese Transcendent Soldier King Claw Book House" is free to read for the first time.