The scrivener was vetoed, and no one could move the canned food, leaving it to the devils, who wanted to eat meat, and went to the mountains to catch frogs by themselves. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Gong Daniu secretly held back his breath and called Shang Lu Shuting and Kong Zhaoqiang to go up the mountain to catch frogs. Zhao Yunlai shouted at him: "Old Gong, just let the little monkey go for this trivial matter of catching frogs, you better stay and learn Japanese." ”

Gong Da Niu has a black face, and his mouth is pouting enough to tie a donkey. He looked at Lu Shuting and asked Lao Lu to help him say something. How did you think that Lu Shuting ignored him and led Kong Zhaoqiang towards the mountain. Gong Daniu's face was even more ugly, as if she had been wronged by her little daughter-in-law, and no one paid attention to her complaints when she went back to her parents' house.

"Hehe, Brother Gong, isn't it just catching frogs, I'll go. You study hard. The little monkey's hippie smile teased Gong Daniu's nerves.

"Little bunny, see if I don't discount your dog's legs!" Gong Daniu said as he glared at the little monkey, and was about to move his arms as he stroked his arms.

The little monkey ran into the mountains and forests with a puff of smoke. Gong Daniu was about to chase after him, but was stopped by Zhao Yunlai, "Old Gong, it's important to learn Japanese, let's review the morning's things first." ”

Gong Da Niu is like a sick tiger, with a majestic body, and can only be "slaughtered by others" at this time.

Dinner was plentiful, not only with frogs, but also with a pheasant. Rena stewed a pot of delicious broth. When it comes to deliciousness, it's just that compared to wild vegetables, canned beef with both color and flavor is still not the same. Gong Da Niu was not convinced, and kept repeating a sentence: "The good beef is fed to the dogs!" ”

After resting for a day and a night, the scrivener pointed to the last red mark on the map: "Go, cross the moat and be reborn!" After speaking, I looked at the newly rising sun, it was very red and beautiful, but I didn't know how many times I could see the sunrise.

There is no end in sight to the winding Indo-Burma highway, and a few people go all the way, no one dares to speak easily, and the ghost knows whether there is a secret post ambushing Japanese soldiers on the side of the road, and once they find out that the language is wrong, the consequences are fatal.

When the scorching sun was overhead, seeing noon, several people walked more than 60 miles in the morning. The scrivener ordered to rest in place, not to go too far, just rest in the shade of the trees on the side of the road, and survive the hottest time of noon before hurrying. Little Monkey and Kong Zhaoqiang were responsible for finding water sources for water, and Zhao Yunlai was responsible for instructing Gong Daniu to learn Japanese. Lao Gong looked gloomy, he has been pestered by Lao Zhao these days, like a piece of bullshit plaster, and he can't shake it off.

"I said Lao Zhao, let's stop for a while, let's drink saliva first." Gong Daniu discussed with Zhao Yunlai.

"No, you have to learn a few sentences before it gets dark. I'm doing this for your good, once you clear the customs, are you worthy of the ancestors of the Gong family! Lao Zhao was painstakingly enlightened.

Gong Daniu nodded, shook his head again, always felt that Lao Zhao's words were very awkward, and he couldn't think of anything awkward for a while.

There was a violent commotion in the bushes, and the little monkey came out of it, panting, "Lian...... Company commander, there are ...... There is a case! ”

Everyone was alert, staring at the little monkey's astonished face.

"Slowly, what's going on." The scrivener asked. Lu Shuting, who was next to him, inadvertently held the pistol in his waist, and Gong Daniu was also relieved from his Japanese, staring at a pair of bull's eyes. The atmosphere was tense.

The little monkey tried to calm himself down, panting and said, "Back...... Behind...... There is a ...... in the back"

Gong Da Niu was so anxious that he stomped his feet, "You can't finish your words, I'm in a hurry!" ”

I don't know if it was suppressed by Lao Gong, but the little monkey spoke fluently: "There is a car coming from behind." ”

In just eight words, the amount of information contained is huge. The scrivener swept his gaze to everyone.

"!" Lu Shuting was the first to express his position.

"!" Gong Daniu also expressed his position.

"Agreed," Zhao Yunlai also said.

Without a hint of hesitation, several people quickly grasped the favorable terrain. The bullet is loaded and waiting for the fatal blow.

The little monkey spotted the Japanese car while looking down from the top of the mountain, and he was looking for frogs and mushrooms, when he accidentally saw a car driving on the road. So he rushed all the way to report the news. He walked in a straight line, very close. The car had to go around the hill in a big circle, so the little monkey arrived before the car.

There have been no ambushes for many days, and there is a desire in everyone's heart to seek pleasure through hunting. On the frontal battlefield, their army has suffered too many defeats, which is a shame, but also a wound in the heart that will not heal and a pain that will never be forgotten. Only by hunting the enemy can the humiliation be washed away, the pain can be relieved, and the scars will gradually heal.

Cuckoo...... Strange birdsong came from the top of the mountain. The cuckoo chirps, and in the hometown of the scrivener box means that the harvest season has arrived. At this time, the birdsong was emitted by Kong Zhaoqiang, who had been monitoring the movement of the target at the top of the mountain, and at this time was reminding people that the target was about to appear.

The roar of cars came from far and near, green vehicles bumped on uneven roads, and convertibles, a total of four people, two in the front and two in the back. As soon as the target appeared, it was locked, and several guns moved slowly as the car moved.

The speed of the car is not fast, because the road conditions are not good, and if you are not careful, you will fall off a cliff.

Lu Shuting first pulled the trigger, bang, the gunfire had not yet dissipated, and the head of the car driver had already blossomed. The car that lost control crashed into the bushes like a wild horse on the loose. Bang, a tongue of fire erupted. The out-of-control car's path abruptly changed, and the shot did not hit the target.

The people in the car looked frightened, and their bodies all swayed as the car spiraled out of control. The guy in the co-pilot seat was the first to react, tilting his upper body and preparing to jump out of the car. As soon as he made a move, a bullet pierced his chest, and blood gushed out from the front and back bullet holes. This guy was very unwilling, and his vicious eyes looked in a certain direction, but it didn't help, and his body quickly softened.

"Company commander, good marksmanship!" The little monkey was a sycophant at the critical moment, his marksmanship was the worst, he did not participate in the attack, and he belonged to the reserve force with Rena.

Bang, bang, bang...... Bullets flying. When the car burrows into the bushes, what is needed is not the accuracy, but the density of the bullets. Gong Da Niu was like a mad dog, scolding and shooting at the same time, "Baga, Baga......" This guy is actually cursing in Japanese. Suddenly, the crooked handle spewed out tongues of fire.

"Okay, Lao Gong, you've beaten it into a sieve, stop it." Zhao Yunlai persuaded him.

Four people outflanked from four directions, approaching the car. The scrivener box signaled to be careful, in case there is a mouthful of life, the last struggle before death, and the gain of hurting your own people outweighs the loss.

Blood was splashed everywhere in the bushes, and many branches and leaves were stained with blood droplets, mottled and mottled. The three corpses were twisted and collapsed in the car, and countless bullet holes were bleeding out, and they had already become bloody people.

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