At dusk, a large number of Japanese puppet troops finally drove to the foot of Longtou Mountain.

After Ximen Jian got the report, he led Hu Lanhua, Zhao Dakang, Liu Lianhua and other officers to walk up a mountain, and looked down at the black oppressive ground, some of them were busy camping at the foot of the mountain, and some of them were holding weapons to demonstrate at the bottom of the mountain.

However, to the surprise of Ximen Jian and the officers and soldiers of the Anti-Japanese Alliance, the Japanese puppet army surrounded them without a fight, trying to trap the Anti-United Nations to death on the mountain. Neither attack the mountains, nor come out to fight the enemy. In this way, there was no sign of an offensive for ten consecutive days.

These days, Ximen Jian and his officers and soldiers have been busy with the defense of Longtou Mountain.

On this day, after Ximen Jian led the commanders of each mountain to check the situation of each mountain, it quickly became dark.

Ximen Jian walked into the division headquarters, which was made of stone and bricks hidden under an ancient cypress tree, and lingered until late at night.

The little devil surrounded him instead of fighting, but made him confused and entangled.

Ximen Jian was tired of walking on the ground, sat on a stool, closed his eyes, and pondered how to let the anti-United Nations fighters escape and minimize casualties. But he never came up with a practical plan.

At this moment, the pine tree used for lighting in the division headquarters flashed with flickering light, making people feel the weirdness of the night and the bright light. Outside the door, a wind chime hanging under the eaves of the glazed tile house, under the blowing of the night breeze, makes a jingling sound from time to time, as if playing an ancient, mournful and deep long nocquedo......

In the middle of the night in midsummer, the mountain wind of Longtou Mountain was very restless, and suddenly a small breeze blew into the division headquarters through the window lattice, taking away the stuffy air in the room.

Ximen Jian suddenly felt the little wind, played a clever role, stood up and walked to the window, and looked outside, only to see that there was no light in the starry night outside, and the summer wind was blowing strongly, blowing the leaves and branches in the dark night whirring, and they were all fluttering and confused.

Look at the foot of the mountain in the distance, the Japanese puppet army soldiers pressed the border, and the tents stationed were close to each other, densely spread all around. A few dotted torches shimmered through the tent, flashing like ghostly fires......

"Great...... Excellent ......"

The sound of wooden sticks on the night patrol of the anti-United Nations fighters came from the depths of the mountain, becoming more and more monotonous, silent and frightening. Ximen Jian seemed to feel a little upset when he heard this, his thick eyebrows tightened, and he turned around, and under the light of the pine tree Mingzi, his originally immature and young face seemed to become dignified and haggard.

Ximen Jian couldn't understand why in just a few days of hard work, the anti-Japanese situation in Changbai Mountain took a sharp turn for the worse? Longtou Mountain was besieged by Gouyan and Wang Lanjun's 50,000-day puppet army, like an iron bucket, and the situation was critical, critical!

Although Ximen Jian sent a part of the soldiers to the secret stronghold of Yanghugou on the border of Changbai Mountain to mobilize more than 3,000 brothers there before the Japanese puppet army soldiers came, although I am afraid that it will be a drop in the bucket, Ximen Jian still gave hope, hoping that they would come in time, attack inside and outside, find a gap to fight a bloody way, and first transfer the brothers' families, including their own mother, and Orchid's old father and other non-combatants to a safe place.

However, the soldiers sent out to ask for help have not heard from them, has something happened to them? Later, Ximen Jian suddenly thought of the Anti-United Nations Women's Army of Mr. Honghua of Luluo Mountain, and sent anti-United Nations fighters to contact and ask for rescue, but there was no news.

"Hey......" Ximen Jian sighed, he was not confident for the first time, and he didn't want to think about it anymore.

At this moment, he sincerely felt that he, a 18-year-old little general, was really unable to support the heavy responsibility of the acting division commander! His pressure is too great, how he hopes that Zhan Dongyang will get better soon, saving himself from racking his brains and painstakingly, but he still can't think of any way to turn things around!

Ximen Jian was uncertain and anxious, and he still paced small steps in the room, and after a while, he paced in front of an incense table on the north wall.

There is a seated statue of Amitabha Buddha in pure gold enshrined by one of the adjutants of Zhan Dongyang. There was an incense burner on the incense table, and the smoke was rising from the incense burner......

As a college student who has traveled through the 21st century, Ximen Jian should not have been superstitious about these things.

However, after all, the times are different, and the First Division of the Anti-Japanese Union has reached a critical moment of life and death. He cast his eyes on the dignity of the pure gold Amitabha Buddha, who was smiling with a pair of smiling eyes, looking at the world with a dignified and casual demeanor, looking at the fireworks on the incense case, it was really generous, everything was empty!

"Huh?" Ximen Jian looked at it, and suddenly his body shook, and he was deeply inspired and shocked in his heart, thinking of his emotions that were about to collapse for half a night, he suddenly became calm and calm.

In an instant, due to the calmness and ethereal spirit of his heart, his brain cells were stimulated, and an inspiration suddenly rose from his heart, and a plan was secretly born in his heart......

Ximen Jian, who was originally cheerful and naughty, smiled slightly, and after he was confident, he thought about it and seemed to understand something, no wonder even in the 21st century, when science and technology are highly developed, there are still people who are obsessed with worshipping some characters, gods or animals! He was just about to insert a few more incense sticks when he suddenly heard a faint, strange sound behind him.

"Huh?" Ximen Jian was startled, and hurriedly turned around alertly, only to see two black shadows suddenly flash at the door of the room.

"Puff-p-" Two white lights flew towards you at great speed!

"Huh?" Ximen Jian was startled again, hurriedly swung his head to the side, and with a slight flash of his body, he rolled under the incense case.

"Bang, bang-" Suddenly hearing two blows, Ximen Jian stared at the round tiger eyes, turned his head to look at it, it turned out to be two red darts, one hit the golden statue, was bounced to the ground, and the other pierced into the foot of the pine pillar, revealing only a wisp of red tassels still fluttering.

"Who?" Ximen Jian shouted, and suddenly a carp jumped up, quickly pulled out the short gun on his body, and jumped out of the door with an arrow, and looked around, it was pitch black, and there was no half a figure in the dull and confused summer night!

In fact, there were guards on duty next to the gate of this division headquarters. Because it was late at night, it was impossible to say what would happen tomorrow, so Ximen Jian sent the guards on duty to the house next to him to sleep, and paging them at any time.

"Huh? Assassin! Ximen Jian immediately made a judgment, but he wondered in his heart, how did the assassin come up when the guards of this dragon's head mountain were so tight?

"Oops...... Boom......" Ximen Jian was surprised, and suddenly heard an exclamation from his head, followed by the sound of the eaves on the roof being trampled and rolled down.

"Could it be that the assassin is on the roof again!" Ximen Jian muttered in his mouth, raised his eyes to look, and sure enough, he saw a dark figure, as if someone had hit the vital part and rolled down from the roof......

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