There were more than 40 people in an infantry platoon who could participate in the arms escort, but they were all the most elite soldiers selected by Comrade Lao Li from the remnants of the 61st Army after a major battle.

In order to prevent the loss of arms, he even tried his best to find the Quartermaster Department of the Theater and equip all the soldiers with MP28s and four light machine guns of the Third Reich system, which were heavily equipped in the Jin army.

It can be said that the firepower of this platoon alone is equivalent to more than that of an ordinary infantry company.

Lieutenant Long, who personally served as the platoon commander of the platoon with the rank of lieutenant of the guard company, was also a man of great combat experience, and he and his two soldiers did not make the slightest mistake in considering the direction of the enemy's attack.

However, as the saying goes, "it's dark under the lights". Danger can happen right where you think it's safest.

The bluestone pavement in the market town is very short, and the short one goes: urine can flow to the end of the street.

Liu Xueyuan only walked for ten minutes, still walking slowly while taking pictures, a street is actually more than 200 meters, and soon to the end of the bluestone road.

It is only more than 30 meters away from the potholed loess road, and it is a very dilapidated loess house, and the doors and windows are broken, and it is estimated that the owner of the house has already left here.

Under the dilapidated open window lay a ragged beggar covered in dust and filth.

I think he was also kicked out of other people's houses begging, and only the eaves of this ownerless house allowed him to block out the sun and beg.

Some of the long hair was disheveled, covered with dust and leaves, and they were extremely embarrassed, and they looked like people who had fled from the war.

After taking the photo, Liu Xueyuan felt pity, took out a piece of shiny light from his pocket, squatted down, and gently placed it in front of the beggar who was lying on his stomach and didn't even dare to lift his head.

"Thank you, ma'am." The beggar was lying on his stomach, holding the standard northern accent in gratitude.

Liu Xueyuan was slightly stunned, a trace of doubt flashed on his face, he didn't get up, and asked, "You are not from Shanxi, you are from the north?" Where did you flee from? ”

"Back to my wife, I came from Beiping, followed the army all the way to the south, fled to Shijiazhuang, and the army was bombed by Japanese planes, and the villain panicked into the mountains and fled all the way here." The beggar raised his head slightly, continuing to speak with a standard northern accent.

"Hey! They are all hard-working people, and they pity the people in my north, and they don't know how long they will live in the dire misery trampled by the iron hooves of the Japanese invaders. Liu Xueyuan heard the beggar say this, and muttered in response.

The beautiful Danfeng's eyes couldn't help but shed tears.

Although under Liu Lang's persuasion, her Liu family began to gradually develop the family business to Chinese mainland four years ago, and the clan began to move to Wuhan, Shancheng, Rongcheng and other places.

Her mother and younger sister have all moved to Rongcheng, where she works, but her stubborn father has always stayed in his old house in Beiping, and she has not heard from her father for more than three months since the 77 Incident. Even if she is on the southeastern front where the war is at its deepest, she is always concerned about her father's safety.

At this time, seeing this fellow countryman from Beiping in such a miserable situation, wouldn't it be more empathetic?

took out all the Xianyang in his pocket, gently put it in front of the beggar who lowered his head again, and said softly: "This is still the front line, and the Japanese are about to call, this money is enough for you to go all the way south to Sichuan and go to Rongcheng!" It would be safer there. ”

"Thank you, ma'am, thank you, ma'am." The beggar's head was like pounding garlic, and the voice of thanks was repeated.

The lieutenant general of the army, who saw this scene not far away, couldn't help but smile indifferently, shook his head and sighed: "What a woman! I don't know that bastard has such a good fortune to win the favor of this girl. If I can be ten years younger, I will definitely pursue it with all my might! ”

"Ahem!" Lieutenant Long, who was only two meters away from the lieutenant general, turned his head to look at the hillside and did not pick up the stubble.

The brothers in the platoon don't know, but he has already received a secret order from the military seat, and if he encounters danger, the arms are secondary, but this reporter Liu Da must protect it, she has an inexplicable relationship with the head of the independent regiment Liu who is already on the front line.

When Commander Li said this, how did he answer the conversation? I can't take it, in case that word reaches the terrible colonel who once froze to death thousands of wounded soldiers, his small body is not enough for others to practice. The wolf-like officers and soldiers under his command, he also learned four years ago, are absolutely strong.

"Haha, jokes, when I didn't say it, when I didn't say it." Only then did the lieutenant general remember that he only cared about himself and said that it was cool, as if he was pointing at the fat man and scolding the fat man, and he had to fight for a woman with the famous guy.

This cannot be preached.

Liu Xueyuan continued to walk forward, and the lieutenant general walked two meters before the beggar and also lost two pieces of silver. Although he has been in the army for 20 years, he has seen a lot of miserable things such as the shortage of soldiers, the chaos of breaking the house, leaving home, etc., this kind of refugees who flee and live by begging are better than those who are scattered in the field or forced to sell their wives and daughters, but how to say it, it is also necessary to respond to the scene of beautiful reporters!

Otherwise, it doesn't seem that he is too ruthless!

It's just that different people are really treated differently.

Even if they are facing the same person and doing the same thing.

Waiting for the lieutenant general of the army, it is not the beggar who is busy kowtowing and saying "Thank you, master!" ”

But.....

A pair of vulture eyes that suddenly raised.

The eyes of the incomparable vulture were full of joy and hideousness.

In fact, throughout the morning, Yuan Yihonggang felt that he was definitely possessed by a declining god, and finally used his arrangement on the top of the mountain to escape Liu Lang's pursuit, dragging a broken leg and running wildly all night, during which he tried his best to learn to achieve one of his goals.

But hiding in the mountains where the army was getting denser and denser, it was definitely looking for death, and dragged his tired body over two hills in succession, and came to a small market town in the war zone the next morning.

All the supplies they had with them had been lost when they fled, and in order to continue to hide their identities and obtain food and energy, the nobles of the Imperial Japanese Dynasty were forced to come up with a trick.

Disguise yourself as a beggar.

In fact, when he wanted to put on a makeup, Yuan Yihonggang sadly found that in his current embarrassment, he almost didn't need to wear makeup, the white shirt had already been beaten into a mess by Liu Lang, and the majestic military pants were already torn, and the nose bone was also broken and turned blue-purple, and he only needed to roll the military blanket in the sludge a few times and then wrap it in the sun and dry it, which is a typical Chinese-style beggar.

For a little more professional, though. Yuan Yihonggang still took a loophole, assassinated a mountain man who was collecting firewood on the mountain road, threw the body into a mountain ravine where no one was inhabited, and then put on the dirty clothes of the mountain people full of the smell of sweat.

Perhaps the only thing that made Yuan Yihonggang happy was that after his nose was almost smashed by Liu Lang's punch, the rapid loss of his sense of smell made him not have to gag to wear such dirty clothes.

Japanese samurai have a stinky problem and love to be clean, and Yoshihiro Minamoto is no exception.

I've already wronged myself like this, so it shouldn't be difficult to get something to eat! Dragging a wounded leg, which was basically no different from a beggar, the young first person of Japanese martial arts moved to a small market town with difficulty.

Unfortunately, he really overestimated the sympathy of the Chinese. It's not that there has never been a war in the Taihang Mountains in eastern Jindong, but it is mainly a civil war, and even if there are refugees, they are all natives of Shanxi.

Listening to the Shanxi accent, the mountain people who are already a little strapped may also throw you a piece of cake or something. But this beggar has a northern accent, and more importantly, the army gathers at Niangziguan, and the small amount of grain has been taken away, and he can't take care of it, who has surplus food to sympathize with a foreigner!

The sad Japanese aristocratic beggar almost didn't cry angry with the cold-blooded Chinese.

Even the begging ground was driven out a few times, until this dilapidated family with no one had a nest for begging.

Several times Yuan Yihonggang, who felt that he must be possessed by the declining god, couldn't help but kill all the Chinese in the small market town with a fierce hair, but although this place is remote, perhaps because of the imminent battle, it is not uncommon for soldiers to come and go, unless he has the ability to kill one by one, to kill one by one.

But there will always be a time when someone will find out. Reinforcements have not yet arrived, and in his current state, as long as he is discovered, it will be a death, and he will hardly have to run into Liu Lang and Liu Lang's masters.

So, Yuan Yihonggang could only continue to wait with a hungry stomach, maybe wait until it was dark and use his fairly agile skills to go to the house to get some.

Well, in order to eat, Japan's great nobles, second only to the Imperial Family, are planning to turn from beggars to thieves.

But who knows, all of them haven't waited until it gets dark! Another line of convoys came, and the more than 40 soldiers with loaded guns who jumped down from front to back almost scared Yuan Yihonggang.

Before, a platoon of heavily armed soldiers was naturally not under his words.

However, now that the tiger has fallen in Pingyang, he is about to be beaten out of Xiang by Liu Tuanzuo, and one leg is even more broken alive, and it is already good to be able to use two or three out of ten with good kung fu.

Not to mention the 40 or so people in the family, I'm afraid that if he comes to a class, he will be finished.

In particular, a broken team turned out to be a big man. Seeing a Chinese Army lieutenant general in the convoy through the gap in the blanket, Yuan Yihonggang's first thought was to be unlucky.

If he had been a little more vigilant and found out that the injuries on his beggar were different, and there were things hidden close to him, I am afraid that he would be finished today.

Who knows, Yuan Yihonggang, who has always believed that he is possessed by a declining god, was surprised to find that the Chinese not only did not carefully check, but did not care about him as a beggar. What made him feel even more was that the big man of the squadron was only under the protection of three people, only two meters away from him.

It can only be said that the glory of Amaterasu has shone here.

Hijack this Chinese magnate, grab a weapon and grab a truck, and leave the place, no matter where you go, the farther away from Liu Lang first, the better.

As long as he recovers from his injuries, the world is so big, he can go there, let alone a small Shanxi in China.

As for the team that Lieutenant General Kawagishi Bunzaburo would definitely send to find and support him, he couldn't care about it for the time being.

Now in the eyes of Yuan Yihonggang, there is only the Chinese lieutenant general who is showing mercy to him.

It can only be said that the declining luck of Comrade Lao Li has not yet passed.

If you eat a meal and go shopping, you can encounter the disaster of killing.

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