The twenty-three brothers led by Yang Yong were already the most elite among those left, and the configuration of the two box guns allowed them to burst out with powerful firepower at a distance of fifty meters, while the devil's tactical team was all submachine guns, and the two sides collided at such a distance; The consequence was that all but those who fell to the ground with wounded legs were destroyed. And the devils didn't get any better, they sent more than 30 people to launch a surprise attack, wanting to defeat the 'local army' in front of them in one fell swoop, and launch a pursuit in the snow, that kind of fighting is the devil's favorite;

Yamada Taro looked at the less than ten people left who launched the attack, and shouted, "Retreat"; It's not that Yamada Taro is afraid of death, but that there are less than twenty-five of them left, and a few of them are wounded, in this kind of snow, they have no means of transportation, and they are deep behind enemy lines, and the wounded are basically waiting for death;

The little devil suddenly heard the captain say retreat, and they retreated one after another; But soon they found out that there was no way to return;

"Da Da Da ......"

"Da Da Da ......"

The whistling of machine guns from the left and right ditches formed crossfire; Exposed to the snow, the remaining ten little devils fell into the snow one after another;

"Cover! Stay, a few of you! The rest of you, come with me! Taro Yamada grunted out of his mouth,

"Commander, it's a devil!" Hearing the Japanese words coming from earlier, Zeng Da said;

"You open it up for me, labor and management are not deaf; I know it's a devil! He Jianye roared,

Zeng took away the hands that pounced on He Jianye and squatted in the snow;

"Good brother! They are all men who are not afraid of death! He Jianye looked at the brothers who fell on the snow, their bodies rushed forward neatly, even if they died, they were trying to move forward......

Taro Yamada looked around and saw that he had less than two squads left; The exchange of fire has only lasted for a short five minutes now, and a large number of soldiers have appeared on the left and right flanks, so they will appear soon after, and they will not leave; It will be surrounded on all sides;

"Gentlemen, as the most elite soldiers of the Eleventh Army; Even if there is only one person left, the task must be completed; Now we are left with not many opportunities, the only possibility is to break through from the rear and then hide; Remember, today is January 1st, and the He family will be buried on January 4th; Onboard! Taro Yamada yelled,

"Yamada-kun, please leave us a few grenades, and some bullets, and we'll stop the Shina people." The two lightly wounded said, and Taro Yamada glanced at the two wounded and said, "Please, we'll meet again at the shrine!" ”

"Retreat!" Taro Yamada waved his arms, and at the moment of life and death, these devils burst out with strong physical strength and retreated along the avenue towards Zhangshu Town......

Of course, the two devils who left cover would not charge brainlessly, using the corpse of the devil as cover, the submachine gun in their hands did not fire, and they stared closely ahead; If the China do not pursue, they will not shoot, as long as once exposed, the mortars and machine guns of the China will not give them much time!

"Commander, the devil has run away; Do you want to chase? Zeng Da asked,

"Inside the snow, it's night again; It's not windy tonight, and the devil can't run far! Order the brothers to clean up the battlefield first, only recognize clothes and not people, and do not come forward when they see the corpse of the devil, and clean up after the gun is confirmed that the devil is dead! He Jianye ordered,

"Bang! Bang! The scattered rifle shots rang out, and the devils who had become corpses became the targets of the brothers one by one, and gradually became a sieve......

The two devils who were left to block the attack saw that there was no chance to kill and injure a large number of people, and the two of them looked at each other and nodded;

"Da Da Da ......" two submachine guns opened fire on the brethren who was bending forward,

"Puff puff...... "The brothers fell to the ground with a miserable howl,

"Da Da Da ......" saw that the devils were still alive shooting, and the machine gun next to it opened an account, and the strafing of more than a dozen machine guns made the two devils a blood hole......

"Don't shoot, we're being forced by devils!" At this time, there was a shouting in the middle of the battlefield, and it was still a Jiangxi dialect; Xia Huaqi and the housekeeper wiped a little blood on their faces, and staggered to their feet and shouted;

It's not that they don't want to play dead and run! It is really that these soldiers who clean up the battlefield are too cruel, and each corpse must be stabbed several times; If you continue like this, you will not play dead, but you will die!

"Hands up, walk slowly!" An old soldier roared, waving his arm to the side, his fingers already on the trigger, and if these two men dared to play any tricks, they would be instantly beaten into a sieve!

"Sir, we were captured by little devils; We're locals! "The steward kept begging for mercy,

"Company commander, more than a dozen brothers were wounded; More than fifty died; There are thirty-eight corpses of devils, and there are several corpses of ordinary people; Two live mouths were also caught; But it seems to be ordinary people! Zhu Shan ran over and reported,

"Send the wounded brothers back, and pull the dead brothers back with them! Bring those two mouthfuls over and ask about the situation. He Jianye said beside him,

Xia Huaqi and the housekeeper did not suffer when they were brought over, and the brothers did not physically torture them after the body search; However, under the cover of blood stains on his face, He Jianye didn't recognize it at once!

"What's your name? Where are the people? He Jianye asked,

"Sir, we are camphor people; This is our lord, I am the butler! The butler spoke,

"Thank you, Commander, for saving your life! The contemptible person is the camphor tree merchant Xia Huaqi; Xia Huaqi opened his mouth and said,

In fact, Xia Huaqi didn't know that he had been exposed, and he thought he could fool the past?

"Huh? Hurt? Why is there blood all over the face? He Jianye asked, his heart was already angry, the traitor actually survived!

"No, it was the blood of a few people who got it on the face;" Xia Huaqi said,

"Get Lian clean!" He Jianye wanted to confirm whether he was the traitor,

No wonder He Jianye doesn't know him! This big night, I really can't see anything in terms of body shape, I wear too much in winter, and it looks the same! And Xia Huaqi's may be frightened, and her voice sounds a little hoarse!

"Commander, it's icy and snowy; You see, we'll just go back and wash ourselves; Xia Huaqi said resignedly,

"Zeng Da, help us Master Xia!" He Jianye's face is pale, this traitor is still acting!

"You guys, get these two faces clean!" Zeng yelled,

"Commander, spare your life!" Xia Huaqi began to beg for mercy, this ghost is so cold, the only way is to use snow to clean up the blood stains on his face, but then they will be miserable!

Several soldiers were given orders not to pay attention to the two beggars for mercy; pressed directly into the snow, grabbed a few handfuls of blood on the spot, and rubbed them on the faces of the two people; The blood stain gradually disappeared, but the two men had no sensation on their faces.