"The devil is so ruthless!" When he saw the shells explode on the opposite hill, rising clouds of smoke, Zhang Long's eyes were on fire, and he cursed angrily in a low voice.

"Come up with me over there." As soon as Zhao Zilong saw that the devils at the foot of the mountain had withdrawn, he sensed the vicinity again, and made sure that no one noticed this side, so he pointed to the bushes in the distance and whispered to Zhang Long and Zhang Hu.

The three of them cautiously ran to the bushes, got in, and then lurked up the hill along the slope, using the trees or bushes as cover.

It was about seven or eight o'clock in the morning, and the sun was slowly rising, and the sun was shining in the woods, sprinkling dappled spots.

Although the visibility in the mountains and forests was high and clear, there were no devils around, and the sound of footsteps was covered by the sound of cannons, so the three of them sped up.

When the three of them reached the mountainside and listened to the sound of the artillery being discharged one by one, they knew that they were getting closer and closer to the artillery position.

"Get down." When he was about forty or fifty meters away from the top of the mountain, Zhao Zilong, who was traveling, suddenly moved his ears, he immediately raised his right hand, and quickly clinged his body to the tree, and Zhang Long and Zhang Hu, who were following behind, immediately lay down under the roots of the tree and did not dare to move.

Through a cluster of leaves in front of him, Zhao Zilong clearly saw a ghost soldier appear on a small slope in the distance.

He clenched the 38 cover with his left hand, pressed his right index finger on the board, and was ready to shoot as soon as the devil soldier above found out.

And Zhang Long and Zhang Hu, who were lying on the ground, were also holding the Zhongzheng gun and staring closely into the distance. The sweat from their foreheads ran down their eyes, and they didn't dare to wipe it.

After a while, the devil soldier looked here and there, and then walked to the other side.

Zhao Zilong let go of his right hand, his brows furrowed, and he looked around. When his eyes fell on the big tree where he was hiding, he immediately made a gesture to Zhang Long and the others not to move, then put down his rifle and climbed up.

In the astonishment of Zhang Long and Zhang Hu, Zhao Zilong quickly and flexibly climbed to a branch in the middle of the big tree like a monkey.

With his left hand, he gently pulled out the branches and leaves, and Zhao Zilong saw that there were five devil soldiers firing two cannons around the open space on the top of the mountain.

And he saw the devil soldier who had just been on patrol walk up to a companion standing on the south side of the hilltop and talk. Then the two approached the tree and pulled out a cigarette from their bodies.

"There are a total of seven devils on it, two of them are guards, four artillerymen, and one is a commander......" After Zhao Zilong came down from the tree, he called Zhang Long and Zhang Hu over, and whispered while drawing the location of those devils on the ground with a branch.

"Brother, what do you say?" Zhang Long looked at Zhao Zilong and asked.

"Brother, let's go quietly to that small slope and shoot those devils." Zhang Hu came over and proposed.

"No, the two devil guards are twenty meters away from the artillery, and it is difficult for us to kill seven devils in a short time." Zhang Long shook his head and said, "This is less than a kilometer away from the devils under the mountain, and they will definitely come when they hear the gunshots." In that case, not to mention grabbing the guns, it will be difficult for us to escape. ”

"So?" Zhang Hu's brows furrowed, and he scratched his head helplessly.

Looking at the standing positions of the seven devils drawn, holding a branch and pulling it on the ground a few times, Zhao Zilong's eyes lit up, and he immediately had an idea. He looked at the two of them and said, "We can kill those devils without shooting." ”

"Don't shoot?" Zhang Hu suddenly stared at Zhao Zilong, and his voice was a little loud.

Zhao Zilong frowned, immediately stood up and lifted the 38 big cover, hid behind the big tree and stared at the front.

Zhang Hu also anticipated the problem, and he immediately covered his mouth with both hands.

Fortunately, there was no movement around, Zhang Long's hand holding the rifle relaxed, he looked at Zhao Zilong, and asked in a low voice, "Then what can be done?" Are we swaggering over? ”

"That's right! It's about swaggering past. Zhao Zilong turned to look at the two brothers, the corners of his mouth curled, and he smiled.

Zhang Long and Zhang Hu suddenly looked at each other with puzzled expressions.

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On the top of the mountain, two devil soldiers were leaning against the tree, enjoying the cigarettes they had stolen. Suddenly, they saw two figures appear under the hillside in the distance.

Their faces changed, they threw down their cigarettes and picked up the 38 big lid placed beside them, pointed to the distance, and shouted loudly, "Who is it?" ”

When the devil commander on the artillery position heard it, he also turned his head to look at it.

"My own people." A Japanese word came from the hillside, and two people followed.

The two devil soldiers saw that walking in front was a nationalist army with his hands tied behind his back, and a man in an khaki military uniform in the back pointed a gun at the other's back.

These two people are Zhao Zilong in a devil's military uniform and Zhang Long in a national-military uniform.

Zhao Zilong kicked Zhang Long as he walked, and shouted in Japanese to the two devil soldiers here: "I caught this deserter at the bottom of the mountain just now." ”

"Yo Xi!" The two devil soldiers couldn't help but relax their vigilance when they saw that they had caught the enemy by their own people, and they were tied with their hands. They lowered their rifles and went up to meet them.

Seeing this, the artillery commander glared at the 'captive' Zhang Long and continued to direct his men to fire artillery.

"China pig!" As soon as the two devil soldiers approached, one of them kicked fiercely with a scar on his face.

Zhang Long immediately turned around and dodged.

This scar devil didn't expect Zhang Long to dare to avoid it, so he kicked in the air, couldn't hold it, and rushed forward with his whole body.

"Yaga! You're dead, you're dead. The scar devil stopped his feet, turned around, raised his 38 big cover and scolded at Zhang Long angrily.

"Niu Niu-kun! Don't stab him like that. We're going to behead him like Captain Mukai did. The other skinny-faced devil immediately stopped.

"Beheading?" When he heard this, Zhao Zilong had already walked up to the skinny-faced devil, and he frowned slightly.

However, he didn't think much about it, and then glanced at Zhang Long, and suddenly waved a right-handed knife at the skinny devil.

The skinny face devil was not wary at all, and was suddenly slashed in the throat by Zhao Zilong's right palm.

With a click, the laryngeal bone snapped and made a muffled sound.

The skinny-faced devil rolled his eyes and opened his mouth wide, but he couldn't shout, and his body fell limply.

The scar devil was startled by the sudden incident, and before he could react, Zhang Long had already released the rope in his hand, clenched the bayonet hanging from his sleeve, and stabbed the other party in the lower abdomen.

"See if you're still awesome?" Zhang Long twisted the bayonet, and the intestines of the scarred devil soldier were torn apart.

Killing these two people was only a second or two.

The four devil artillerymen over there were still busy firing artillery, and the devil commander was still scolding loudly, and when he felt that something was wrong here, he found that the 'companion' who said that he had captured the prisoner just now had rushed to him.

"Enemy ......" The face of the fat devil artillery commander changed drastically, he screamed in surprise, and at the same time was so frightened that he hurriedly took out the Wang Ba box from his waist.