Ma Mingxuan's face was full of anxiety, asked Xia Yifan about the way, and took two brothers with superb riding skills, hugged the wounded, and rode away.

In the evening, Lieutenant Heng, Lieutenant Onishi and four captured devils were thrown at the foot of the southern slope of Beishan, next to which was a newly erected stone tablet with the names of more than 100 people, of course, this is Liu Hui's masterpiece. Captain Heng's dumb hole has been opened, looking at the red sun in the west, thinking that his life will disappear with the decline of the red sun, a melancholy feeling welled up in his heart, and he couldn't help but sigh. When Lieutenant Onishi heard this, he said, "Captain Hengjun, as an imperial soldier, you must have the courage to face death in front of the Chinese, and you must not be a coward." ”

Captain Heng was encouraged, and his face reappeared as a rebellious color, and said, "Daxi-kun, I have always looked down on the Chinese's ability to fight alone, and even think that the Chinese are not worthy of fighting with me alone. Sticking out his tongue and licking his dry lips, he continued: "I defended, and the other party attacked, until I was caught by the other party, and I didn't fire a single shot, the other party is really terrible." Lieutenant Onishi said, "Why shouldn't I?" You're one and I'm eight, and there's no difference in the results. Captain Heng said, "Alas! The person who humiliated me turned out to be a delicate woman, if it was passed on to the Heng family, my entire family would be made fun of! He sighed again and again, and it was more than ten meters away.

Hu Keyun replaced oil with water, and when he saw that the water was boiling, he let out a long laugh and said, "Dead brothers, walk slowly and listen to the cries of devils." He beckoned to his men, and a devil was thrown into the boiling water, and the devil immediately let out a pig-killing howl, and the cry was terrible, and it spread throughout the valley.

Xia Yifan was helping Wang Lun build fortifications in front of the rat hole, and when he heard the cry, a trace of happiness rose inexplicably in his heart, and the pleasure became stronger and stronger, and he almost applauded loudly, thinking: "In the past, I have always opposed the abuse of prisoners, what is wrong today?" Could it be that my heart has changed? Change or change, anyway, the devil is spicy and vicious, just like Hui'er said, he should give back to others in his own way. Then he thought again: "Hui'er started from the murder of the villagers in Shuangshutun, and instigated Aunt Liu, Cheng Keyan and others to torture the captured devils in all kinds. Although she did not instigate the fried devil today, she captured two devil officers and handed them over to Hu Keyun for disposal, which also acquiesced in this practice. If this continues, will it change Hui'er's kind nature? He was worried about this, so he secretly made up his mind and took the time to talk to Liu Hui.

Lieutenant Onishi listened to the screams, and there was no trace of blood on his face, and if his body did not shake, he would be like a dead man. Captain Heng was a little better, and shouted, "Kill us with one shot." Hu Keyun listened to his stiff Chinese and said with a smile: "Don't worry, you will die last." Captain Heng wanted to bite his tongue and commit suicide, but due to lack of strength, the flesh and blood of his tongue bite were blurred, and he did not bite off the root of his tongue, and he hummed in pain. Hu Keyun was upset when he heard this, and said, "Brothers, cook this pig for Lao Tzu." The sunset was like blood, and a group of rough men burst into laughter as they listened to the howls of the devils.

The night covered the mountains, and two rows of iron pots were erected in front of the rat hole, and a wooden fire burned in the pots, and the sparks rose to the sky, illuminating the surroundings as if it were day. Liu Hui issued a ban on alcohol, but no one dared to offend, and everyone ate horse meat in a muffled voice, but they also ate a ditch full of trenches. Wang Lun talked about the uprising, Liu Hui listened to it with a lot of taste, and said: "Brother Wang, more than 100,000 people, how can you not fight ten thousand devils?" Wang Lun said: "Several initiators, who do not give in to each other, form gangs, all want to be the commander-in-chief and lead a huge team. After the devil learned about it, he divided and attacked, and several initiators fought separately, and in the end, they were defeated by the devil. ”

Liu Hui originally wanted to subdue the bandits in this area, and then set up a few more squadrons, under the command of Chu Ba, after listening to Wang Lun's words, he thought: "Guo Zihao, Kang Hong, Fan Decheng and others are all heroes, belonging to Chu Ba, they will definitely not accept it, and there may be disagreements, it is better to set up a few more anti-Japanese armed forces and let them sit on an equal footing." With his mind set up, he asked people to bring two Type 92 heavy machine guns and put them at the entrance of the cave, and said to Hu Keyun: "You lead ten brothers to guard here, and once there are devils attacking the mountain, you will use these two machine guns to serve." He took a grenade and asked Guo Zihao, who was standing aside, "How far can you throw this thing?" Guo Zihao said: "Eighty meters is not a problem. Liu Hui asked again: "Then do you dare to fight devils with me?" ”

Guo Zihao poked the Qinglong Yanyue Knife in his hand and said, "Why don't you dare?" I will not fall behind when dealing with twenty or thirty devils with this big sword. Liu Hui said: "Tonight, you can't engage with the devil in hand-to-hand combat, this grenade is made by the devil, let's use what they made to ask for their lives." He turned back to Wang Lun and said, "Get a bag and load a hundred grenades for the eldest brother." Wang Lun nodded and asked, "How many brothers do you bring?" Liu Hui smiled: "Don't bring one." She found a rope, tied two boxes of grenades together, waited for Wang Lun to bring the bag with grenades, and called Xia Yifan and Guo Zihao out of the mouse hole.

The empty mountain was lonely, the shadows of the trees were deep, and a black shadow turned over a hill and hurried eastward. This person is masked in a black scarf, and his body is fast, like a ghost, which is really incredible. When he found that there were three people walking up the ancient road, and the first one was a woman, he said in his heart: "That big man is Guo Zihao, and that woman must be the aunt and grandmother of the gun god, hehe!" Guo Zihao doesn't have to worry, the aunt and grandmother of the gun god, no matter how powerful Yitian said you are, but I bumped into you and died. Hiding beside the road, secretly condensing, preparing to sneak attack the three of them. There were still more than 40 meters to go, and the masked man in the black scarf suddenly saw the three of them stop, and said secretly: "Did she find me?" In that case, they have guns in their hands, and I can't take risks, so I'd better slip away. He spun around at will, leaping as if he were flying, and soon crossed the hill and disappeared.

Guo Zihao laughed loudly and said, "Sister, let you speak, but there are ghost people who secretly have bad intentions." When the black-scarf masked man heard the laughter, he was angry in his heart and scolded secretly: "Bastard, you dare to laugh at Lao Tzu, and one day, Lao Tzu will make you cry." Liu Hui retracted his gaze and said, "This person has extraordinary skills, and he is cunning and abnormal, if he is an enemy, it will give people a headache." Guo Zihao wanted to say a few words about the scene, but he thought of the cowardice of letting the devil fight during the day, his face was secretly feverish, and he took a big step and grabbed the front.

After walking more than ten miles along the road, Liu Hui said, "Follow me." She led the two up a bald mountain and said, "The devil should pass through here, and you two are ready to ambush." She put down the grenade box and sat down on the hill, turning her head to survey the terrain.