It has been three days since he left Qiqihar, and in these three days, Qin Yuan and his people hid in the mountains and forests during the day, and only dared to come out at night to hurry, just because he was afraid of meeting little devils. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

After all, Qiqihar had fallen two days ago, and Ma Zhanshan also retreated with people, and now the devils and puppet army in the entire Heilongjiang are well-deserved first forces, and they have to avoid their edge.

That night, the reconnaissance team sent out came back and reported that it had found a group of puppet soldiers setting up campfires on the road not far ahead, and setting up checkpoints.

This is a road that Qin Yuan must pass, according to the map show, if you choose to take a detour at this time, you need to go around a big circle and walk for several more days.

This map was a gift from Zhang Chi before parting, and it was Qin Yuan's reward for helping to fight devils. He knew that it was impossible for Qin Yuan to go to Rehe without a map, so he specially took one from the Ma Zhanshan Headquarters and gave it to him.

Qin Yuan led people to touch it quietly, and the puppet army probably had the appearance of a platoon, dozens of people. Most of the people had already fallen asleep, except for a few standing guard around the campfire with guns in hand.

Obviously, this group of puppet soldiers is not very vigilant, although some people are standing guard, but it seems that they are basically going through a formality.

Perhaps they thought that the Imperial Japanese Army had defeated Ma Zhanshan's forces, and that it had become the territory of the Imperial Army, and that there would be no danger.

The establishment of the checkpoint is only because of the requirements of the imperial army, otherwise in this ice and snow, who is willing to give up the hot kang head of his wife and children and run out to suffer from the cold.

Several sentries were smoking cigarettes, using the steel helmets on their heads as pots and boiling hot soup, and a sheep roasted from an unknown people's house.

From time to time, oil splashes fall into the fire, making a "bang" sound.

Many brothers in Qin Yuan's team swallowed saliva when they saw this roast sheep splashed with oil.

From the beginning of joining the Jiangqiao Anti-Japanese War, until today, I haven't eaten a hot meal for half a month, and now when I see the meat in front of me, who can not be greedy.

Just when Qin Yuan and his brothers were lurking in the woods and were waiting for an opportunity to rush through the checkpoint, a puppet army coincidentally walked towards the forest.

The brothers were taken aback and quickly lowered their heads and buried themselves in the snow as much as possible.

The puppet army had obviously drunk a lot of wine, and walked around with a sway, burping from time to time.

I saw him slowly and leisurely to the woods, without looking, unbuckled his belt, and poured yellow urine on the snowdrift.

And where he urinated, there was Zhang Fenglin and two brothers lying on his stomach.

I don't know if it's because it's dark or because I'm drunk, this puppet army didn't find that there were people hiding under his feet, this soaked urine was yellow and cheeky, and Zhang Fenglin, who was smoked, wanted to vomit.

Originally, Zhang Fenglin wanted to endure it, but he didn't expect that the pseudo-army urine on this dog day was endless, and he didn't know how much water was in his bladder.

Zhang Fenglin, who had been washed his head, couldn't bear it anymore, and suddenly burst out of the snow, hugged the puppet army's neck and covered his mouth, and pressed him to the ground.

Twisted to the right, there was a soft "click" from the neck, and the unlucky puppet army kicked his leg and broke his breath.

After cleaning up this puppet army, he was still angry, and a mouthful of thick phlegm spit on the puppet army's face.

Picking up the cotton hat that the puppet army dropped on the ground, Zhang Fenglin began to wipe his hair, if you don't wipe it, you can't do it, in such a cold weather, the urine on your head is estimated to freeze after a while, so you have to make the brothers laugh to death.

Qin Yuan saw Zhang Fenglin pulling down the puppet army next to him, so he said in his heart that it was probably going to be a bad thing. But because he was far away from Zhang Fenglin, he couldn't stop him, so he could only let Zhang Fenglin come here.

It seemed that this battle could not be avoided, Qin Yuan immediately waved his hand to signal the brothers to prepare for battle, all of them put on their bayonets, and try not to shoot if they could use bayonets to rush over and solve it with bayonets.

Just when Qin Yuan ordered the team to make pre-battle preparations, the puppet army also found that his companion was missing.

But what is puzzling is that the other puppet soldiers standing guard around the campfire did not make any statement, and still roasted the fire on their own, as if they were indifferent to the disappearance of their companions.

But if you look closely, you will find that not only the unlucky guy who pees, but also the other puppet armies are actually drunk.

That's why they don't say anything about their companion's disappearance.

Qin Yuan had fought for such a long time, and he had never encountered anything more relaxed than a battle.

When Qin Yuan rushed up from the snow with his brothers, these puppet soldiers even regarded them as their own.

Pulling the brothers to drink, and saying that if you don't get drunk, you won't return......

It wasn't until an anxious brother smashed the puppet army to the ground with the butt of a rifle that they finally reacted, it was not a friendly army or an enemy army!

Under the stunned expression of the puppet army, Qin Yuan captured all the puppet troops in this platoon without a single shot.

Walking into the barracks, the other puppet soldiers were still sleeping like dead pigs, and they didn't react to the situation outside.

The smell of wine was still in the air, and the ground was still full of empty jars, and I didn't know how much wine these people had drunk.

One by one, the brothers threw these dead pig-like puppet soldiers into the snow outside.

Stimulated by the icy snow and cold wind, these puppet soldiers in underwear and underwear suddenly came to their senses, and looked at Qin Yuan and the others blankly, obviously not realizing what was going on.

Qin Yuan didn't bother to talk nonsense with this group of drunks, pointing a gun at his head, as long as they weren't stupid, they should be able to understand what their identity was now.

Sure enough, these puppet soldiers finally understood under the guns of the black hole.

Everyone immediately squatted on the ground obediently with their hands on their heads, their movements coherent and skillful, apparently the same they had done when they had been prisoners of the Japanese before.

In the face of these dozens of captives, Qin Yuan did not choose to kill them, he was not a murderous person, and these puppet soldiers were not devils, and they had not yet reached the point of heinous crimes.

Of course, Qin Yuan didn't choose to take them away, bringing them would be a burden to himself, Qin Yuan was not stupid enough to be so stupid.

If you can't take them away and don't want to kill them, how to deal with these puppet soldiers will stump Qin Yuan.

Just as he was thinking about it, Zhang Fenglin ran over, and he offered a good plan.

At Zhang Fenglin's suggestion, Qin Yuan gathered up all the available materials such as guns, ammunition, grenades, dry food and so on for these puppet troops.

Then they were ordered to take off their rubber-soled shoes and stand in the snow with their socks on.

The brothers happily changed into the cotton rubber-soled shoes of the puppet army one by one, and no one disliked it, after all, under the threat of freezing off their feet, athlete's foot was not a problem at all.

In this way, carrying the dozens of guns captured and putting on the newly changed cotton shoes, Qin Yuan swaggered away with his brothers.

Only the puppet army on the ground was left staring at the bottom of the ground.

On this night of more than 20 degrees below zero, Qin Yuan believed that even if these puppet soldiers had the heart to report to the devils, they would not dare to run out barefoot without shoes.

As for whether these puppet soldiers will freeze to death and frostbite, it is not something that Qin Yuan is worried about, since he has chosen to be a traitor, he must pay a price.