At this time, a group of soldiers came from the south, outflanked in the shape of a fan, and they should have been attracted by the sound of gunfire. The pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info the bookbox did not fight back, because it was the Allied British. I heard that the British sent two small detachments, Sores is one, and this should be the other.

The British GIs soon found the scrivener, but they didn't treat him badly, after all, it was the Allies, but they didn't take him too seriously, and took an attitude of ignoring him directly. The scrivener is very unhappy, what, take Lao Tzu as air? People were killed by Lao Tzu, not you!

The British GIs walked directly to the corpse, and the sniper rifle on the ground also aroused their interest, and one of the British soldiers walked towards the corpse on the dead tree. On the one hand, the body should be searched, and on the other hand, the sniper rifle should be retrieved by the way. This guy is very polite, knowing that it is the credit of the scrivener, but he directly ignores it. When there were still two or three meters away from the corpse, boom, an explosion sounded. It was sudden, without warning. The British soldier was thrown into the air, his limbs shattered, and he landed in an area twenty or thirty meters away.

The British GIs were disorganized, looking shocked and frustrated, such casualties were too undeserved. The scrivener is also afraid, but fortunately it is not himself in the past! The Japanese soldiers actually used mines, and the sniper appeared here, and it seemed that he did not intend to leave alive.

The morale of the British GIs was low, and the loss of a comrade-in-arms for no reason was so miserable that everyone felt uncomfortable. A few soldiers glared at the scrivener box and blamed him for the death of his comrades. There was an atmosphere of sadness and unfriendliness in the air. The scrivener box also adopted an attitude of direct ignorance, and it was not his comrades who died anyway. It has nothing to do with him whether others die or not, especially those who seek death on their own.

The British GIs were very dissatisfied with the scrivener, although the language barrier was different, the expressions were always the same, no matter how you looked at it, it looked like schadenfreude. More people began to be dissatisfied with the scrivener, and they frowned angrily. The scrivener box was even more unhappy, and his hands were making a gesture of shooting, which meant that he had the ability to settle accounts with the Japanese.

At this time, a British officer stood up and asked if the scrivener was going with them, and he took it for granted that a Chinese army had been wiped out, and this one in front of him was the only survivor. There is no need to be too harsh on a survivor, perhaps his brain is frightened by the Japanese artillery fire. "You're coming with us?" The British officer asked.

The scrivener shook his head. He thought that the camouflage made of leaves was good, very deceptive, and might be useful in the future, so he walked over and removed the camouflage from the corpse and held it in his arms.

The British officer showed an incredible look, is this Chinese soldier insane, and staying here alone can only look for death. He asked again, "Are you coming with us?" ”

The scrivener still shook his head.

The British officer was no longer reluctant and led the team in the other direction. A living comrade-in-arms stayed here forever, and everyone felt uncomfortable, but there was no way, the living people had to go on.

The scrivener looked at the back of the other party's departure, this squad was basically complete, it seemed that it was very little affected by the miasma, and its combat effectiveness was also very strong. Not as heavy as the casualties of Soris's troops. One of them caught his attention, the only yellow man among the British soldiers, with dark skin and a short and capable stature, typical of Southeast Asia.

The British army also recruits foreigners? The scrivener box was unknown, and under his gaze, the British soldiers gradually disappeared into the mist. He clearly saw the short, yellow-skinned man last look back at him, and it was a pair of wolf-like eyes, full of wildness and tyranny.

The scrivener hesitated for a moment, this kind of look was too useless. He turned his head and walked back, and at this time, Lu Shuting and Gong Daniu came up, and after the two were out of danger, they hurried over. Lu Shuting had a slight bullet abrasion on his left shoulder, and as long as the bullet was a little more inside, his shoulder blade would be shattered.

"Killed?" Gong Daniu asked, referring to the enemy's snipers.

"Killed." The scrivener replied.

Gong Daniu stretched out his thumb, "Old generation, I'm really convinced of you!" ”

The three of them walked back, they didn't dare to leave Kong Zhaoqiang and the little monkey too far, this kind of place was extremely easy to get lost. There were still dozens of meters away from the resting place, and I found the little monkey leaning against a big tree, looking at the sky, not knowing what to think.

"Why are you here? What about Lao Kong? The scrivener asked.

"He was interrogating the prisoner, telling the child to stay away, and saying that he was going to use the most cruel punishment to extract a confession," the little monkey said. ”

The scrivener box was speechless for a while, Kong Zhaoqiang had a bad stomach, if it was used to interrogate Japanese women, alas, he didn't want to think about it......

A scream came from not far away, it was a woman's voice. The cry is heart-rending and pitiful. What is Lao Kong doing? Several people couldn't help but quicken their pace.

A woman was tied to the trunk of a tree that was not too thick, her clothes had been stripped off, and she was staring at Kong Zhaoqiang with a frightened expression. Lao Kong got two spiders out of nowhere, and from time to time they were placed on the Japanese woman, and the spiders crawled on the white flesh. Bang, Lao Kong slapped a spider to death with one palm, and the pale green body fluids stuck to Lao Kong's hands and the Japanese woman. An earthy smell spread. Lao Kong smiled evilly and rubbed the green liquid on his hand on the other party. A large green imprint fell on the fair skin.

Yes...... Another scream. As if she had never been tortured and humiliated in this way, the Japanese woman's body trembled and her mouth repeated a sentence. Lao Kong turned a deaf ear and continued to move on his hands, he didn't understand what the other party was talking about.

"Lao Kong, stop first." The scrivener stopped Lao Kong's movements. The heart said that everyone has spoken, and you still get started, this old hole is too inauthentic.

"How many of you came, what are you going to do, what is the plan of action?" The scrivener asks in Japanese. His Japanese foundation is still learned from Zhao Yunlai, which is very limited.

The Japanese woman raised her head, her messy hair covering most of her face, and a pair of frightened eyes stared at the scrivener, "I'm just a military doctor with the team, and I don't know anything." She replied. That's what I just kept repeating.

The scrivener was very dissatisfied with this answer, turned his head to Kong Zhaoqiang and said, "What other means, continue." He was in Japanese, Kong Zhaoqiang stared dryly, not knowing what he meant. But the Japanese woman understood, and her body couldn't help but tremble.

"I'm really just a medic and don't know anything." She repeated the phrase again.

The scrivener shook his head, he really can't be soft on the enemy, Lao Kong may be right. He motioned for Lao Kong to continue, and this time he must squeeze out something useful. Kong Zhaoqiang smiled evilly, playing with the other spider back and forth in his hand, constantly comparing with the Japanese woman, as if he was thinking about where to put the spider. Thinking about it, it is better to use the most sensitive part of the skin, and I can't help but put the spider on the other party's body.