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The scrivener box curled up under the boulder, bullets hitting the boulder overhead from time to time, and stone chips flew overhead. The opponent completely suppressed him, without the slightest chance of counterattacking. He started to get impatient, and it wasn't good to go on like this. Suddenly, his scalp tightened, his eyelids jumped, and his intuition told him that there was danger, the kind of danger that could kill him. The sixth sense formed when I was a child when I went into the mountains to hunt, and every time the danger came, my body would be different, and this situation happened again today.

The scrivener did not hesitate, and jumped away from the spot quickly, completely out of instinct, decisive and swift, as fast as a rabbit running for his life. Doing so is equally fraught with danger, getting out of cover means that enemy bullets will hit him with impunity. But he did it anyway, and compared to the instinctive fear just now, there might be a glimmer of life in getting out of place.

Boom, a huge explosion sounded behind him. Fortunately, he dodged in time, otherwise he would have been crushed, and even such a surging wave of qi still lifted him out of several meters and planted heavily in the bushes. The scrivener was numb, and he didn't get up for the first time. The thorns cut through the skin on his face and hands, and it hurt fiercely. After he finished speaking, the enemy only needs to make up for one shot, and it is difficult for him not to die.

Dozens of meters away, the Japanese woman Mu Ruo was dumbfounded, and a nirvana was actually broken by the other party. She never dreamed that the other party would jump so lightly and easily dodge a nirvana. The shock wave of the explosion trembled the hair on his forehead, everything was so unreal, and there was no follow-up shot in the first place.

The scrivener lay in the bushes, a few seconds was so long for him, he struggled all the time, and finally got up and hid behind a big tree as fast as he could. The muzzle of the gun is aimed at the enemy, ready to counterattack.

The Japanese woman had already sensed her gaffe, and the fighter plane was lost when she shot again. She also used a large tree as a cover to confront the scrivener.

One-on-one, evenly matched, a siege turned into a heads-up. The Japanese woman was extremely depressed, and the situation had developed to this point was a defeat for her, and she had lost three of her companions, even if she killed her opponents. Those three were all elites of the jungle warfare of the Great Japanese Empire, and they were killed by a branch of the people, which made the dignified empire embarrassed. How will she explain when she goes back? I can't explain it at all, and I won't forgive myself. Even if you die, you have to kill your opponent, that's the only thing a Japanese woman thinks.

On the other hand, the pressure of the scrivener box has plummeted, one-on-one, this Japanese girl is more than lucky. But he didn't dare to be careless, this Japanese woman's combat power was beyond imagination, and if she wasn't careful, she would suffer.

This time the standoff took longer, from noon to early evening. The scrivener was so hot that he could barely breathe, his body was severely dehydrated, his body was hot, his eyelids were tight, and the blood in his whole body seemed to be evaporated. Every breath I take is like a knife cutting my throat. He forced himself not to faint, once he fainted, it would mean death, and the opponent was waiting for such an opportunity. He told himself that he must persevere, the enemy is also uncomfortable, and whoever holds out for more than half a minute will be the winner.

The sun finally set, the night was shrouded, and visibility was drastically reduced. The scrivener finally couldn't hold on, and sat on the ground and never wanted to get up again. The two sides were forty or fifty meters apart, and he didn't believe that the enemy still had the strength to kill her, if she really wanted to do that, she would become a female goblin.

The strange bird call of "Cuckoo ......" came from afar through the trees.

Of course it's not a real cuckoo, it's a little monkey, and this kid is giving a code.

"Gooooooo......oo Reinforcements have arrived, Japanese girls, you wait to be captured alive!

The voice of "cuckoo ......" finally arrived nearby, and it was inquiring about the specific location of the scrivener.

"Coo, coo, coo, coo......" whistles are staggered, and the scrivener box indicates the direction and warns his companions that they are in danger and that they should be careful.

A quarter of an hour later, the little monkey approached the scrivener, while Zhao Yunlai and Lu Shuting and others were in ambush not far away.

There's nothing to say now, there are many people on your side, and there is a lot of power, so let's catch the Japanese woman first. The confrontation has taken place in a fundamental reversal. The scrivener box was encircled and suppressed from the other party.

"Is there any water?" The scrivener asked the little monkey that the first thing was not to encircle and suppress the enemy, but to ask for water to drink. Even if it's a minute late, the scrivener feels like it's going to burn.

The little monkey hurriedly handed the kettle over, and the former, without saying a word, snatched it and poured it wildly until the kettle was clean. Water, it's really a good thing for your mother, the scrivener secretly sighed.

The four of them are arranged in four directions, surrounding the Japanese woman in the middle. The scrivener warns his companions not to be in a hurry, and not to be broken by the enemy. Now that the victory is in hand, if there are casualties, it will be too much to lose. As long as you prick your pockets to death and hold them firm, you won't be afraid that she will fly. Japanese women lack water and food, and if they spend another night, they won't die, and it is safest to catch people at that time.

The four of them were waiting for each other's horns, that is, they did not attack, and they were determined to wear down the enemy.

The night finally passed again, and the enemy was calm, and there was no intention of counterattacking the whole night. Maybe the enemy is already desperately starved of water and faints? The scrivener secretly thought, he didn't dare to be careless, and told everyone to wait a little longer, the more victory was in sight, the more calm they had to be. It would be too embarrassing to die a comrade-in-arms at this juncture.

In the early morning, the fog gradually cleared. The four of them began to reel in the net, carefully every step. There was silence in the jungle, and the rustle of bodies rubbing against the leaves stirred people's nerves and made the atmosphere tense.

When there were still about twenty meters away from the target area, the little monkey spoke first: "Company commander, are you sure there is someone there?" ”

The scrivener is also a little dumbfounded, obviously it's that big tree, how can there be no one? No, it's definitely nearby.

The four of them continued to shrink the encirclement until the end, with no gain. The scrivener is like a deflated ball, lying soft on the ground and never getting up again. Damn Japanese twits, how could it be gone, she flew? There were messy footprints under the big tree, and she must have been here, but she didn't know when she got out. The scrivener judged that it should have been before the little monkey and others arrived, and they frequently used a code to contact them, and the Japanese woman would not know that she slipped away before her pockets were ready.

"Count her fate!" The scrivener could not hide the disappointment in his heart, and said sullenly.

"Hey, there's something here." The little monkey has made a new discovery. The bark of the big tree was crookedly carved with a few words, the traces were very new, and it was evident that it had just been carved not long ago.

"What's the carving?" The scrivener asked the little monkey.

The latter looked at it for a long time and shook his head to indicate that he didn't know. Lu Shuting also came over to watch, but he couldn't see why. The handwriting is like Chinese characters, but it is not Chinese characters, and it is by no means English, which makes everyone look confused. At this time, Zhao Yunlai spoke: "I think this is Japanese, which means ......" Lao Zhao groaned slightly.

"Say what?" Everyone asked. Zhao Yunlai didn't speak, everyone forgot about him for a while, and then remembered that Lao Zhao was the protagonist of this matter, he had worked in the division department, and he was proficient in Japanese, so it was not a problem to translate these few small words.

Zhao Yunlai held his chin in his hand and was still silent.

Lu Shuting was anxious, "Lao Zhao, if you have anything to say, it's okay!" He urged, slightly dissatisfied.

Zhao Yunlai glanced at Lu Shuting, "Don't worry, I'm thinking of suitable words, maybe they can be translated into ...... This revenge will be avenged. ”

Everyone sneered, this Japanese woman is very vindictive, and it seems that she is not dying. But everyone ran away, leaving this sentence to be a piece of. The scrivener squinted and sighed, only he really knew this Japanese woman, and when he met him on the battlefield in the future, he wanted to have a good fight. Everyone searched the neighborhood again, but found nothing.

Ignore it for now, it's important to save your life, and maybe the Japanese woman will lead a large army to kill it back. The four people quickly evacuated from their places.

The scrivener felt that the few guns left by the Japanese were good, especially suitable for long-distance shooting, with a long range and accurate head and feet, so they simply carried it on their bodies. He asked how Jiga was and if he was safe. The little monkey said that Kong Zhaoqiang was responsible for Jiga's safety, and he was lurking not far away.

The scrivener breathed a sigh of relief, the operation went well, the hostages were rescued, and the brothers were not injured. The only fly in the ointment is that the guide died, a very honest and upright person, and he can't even bury the body, which casts a shadow on the trip. However, this is war, and if you fight, you have to die, even if your comrades are sacrificed.

The four of them began to walk deeper into the woods, and the scrivener asked Lu Shuting and Zhao Yunlai how they escaped. Lu Shuting was lukewarm, and said a few simple words, he still had a gap with the scrivener box, and rarely spoke directly. Zhao Yunlai told the story in detail, he was responsible for answering the scrivener box and Lu Shuting, and was responsible for blocking when necessary. In fact, Zhao Yunlai has been covering Lu Shuting, because Lu Shuting and Kong Zhaoqiang have always been under the greatest pressure, they are responsible for harassing the Japanese headquarters, and they were counterattacked by the Japanese army with all their strength at the beginning, almost using a reinforced company to encircle and annihilate the two, and even used two small steel cannons.

Lu Shuting and Kong Zhaoqiang fought bloodily and were suppressed in an alley unable to move. Zhao Yunlai attacked from behind the enemy and rescued the two in time. The three of them fought and retreated, encountering countless dangers along the way, but fortunately, they escaped death every time. The scrivener sighed again and again, this success was too lucky, and there seemed to be a god in the dark.

"Acting Company Commander, I feel like someone is secretly helping us." Zhao Yunlai revealed a secret to the scrivener.

"Oh? What do you mean by that? The scrivener simply stopped and motioned for everyone to rest in place. Walking through the jungle of Savage Mountain, you have to stop at every step to check your body and get rid of the leeches that stick to your skin.

Zhao Yun came to find a stone to sit down, first inspect the neck and bare feet, and get rid of the nasty and deadly leeches. Then he revealed an important situation to the scrivener: in the battle with the Japanese soldiers, they fell into a certain death situation twice, and each time someone secretly helped to tear open the encirclement of the Japanese army, and the three of them were able to escape.

Ps. chasing more children's shoes, are there any free appreciation tickets and starting coins~ The countdown to the 515 red envelope list is over, I'll pull a ticket, ask for an increase and appreciation vote, and finally rush a handful!