Gao Quan pointed to a few houses over there, obviously in a good mood. Of course, he won't run out of food and have to beg for food, that's just a way of saying it. Gao Quan wanted to go over and chat with the villagers, of course, provided that there were still people in that village. When the Japanese army crossed the border, many people left their homes and fled in the vast cities and rural areas of our country, and it was common for the entire village to have no one to have. I just don't know if there are still people left in this village.

"Report, there are Japanese troops in the village!" Gao Quan was walking towards the village, and the scout came to report a piece of news that was expected.

"How many devils are there, and are there still people in the village?" This is what Gao Quan must know. If there are still people in the village, Gao Quan, as a national soldier, has the obligation to rescue these villagers who are in distress, which is his obligation and responsibility; If there were only Japanese troops, it would depend on the number of devils, and if they could fight, they would fight, and if they couldn't, they would take a detour.

"There was about a squadron of Japanese troops in the village. How many of the people in the village are still alive, right? When the scout reported, his eyes were a little evasive, and he didn't dare to look at Gao Quan.

"How many are likely to be alive?" As soon as he heard this, Gao Quan's eyebrows furrowed, "Surround that village for me, and wipe out all the devils in the village!" "This time I came out with two thousand scouts, and there are only more than a hundred devils, since this group of things that are not long-eyed are harming our people again, and they just happened to let Gao Quan bump into him, how can Gao Quan, who has not yet gone out of the evil fire in his heart, spare him?

"Yes!" Shi Lei agreed loudly, and immediately ordered two reconnaissance battalions to surround the village from both sides, like iron tongs.

Gao Quan picked up his Zhongzheng rifle, Hong Yingying carried a box gun, Biao Zi was two steps behind the two, and several people followed the troops and ran quickly towards the village. If, as the scout said just now, there are still living villagers in the village, I'm afraid the devil is also abusing these survivors at this time! If you go early, you can save one or two lives, but if you go late, you can only see corpses all over the ground!

"Bang Bang!" "Da Da Da!" "Tom! Tong! "The battle broke out in an instant, and the sound of fierce gunfire and grenade explosions resounded in all directions, and our scouts rushed into the village like tigers descending from the mountains. There's nothing to say, just fight! Fight face-to-face!

The scouts were accurate in their marksmanship and in large numbers, but they came suddenly, and the devils in the village hurriedly returned fire, and our army had an absolute advantage at the beginning of the battle. When Gao Quan rushed into the village, the remnants of the village had been surrounded by a brick-walled courtyard.

This yard is behind the village, and a lot of big trees are planted in the courtyard of blue bricks and blue tiles, and it seems that the taste of the landlords who originally lived in this village is not low, but now the yard is full of gunshots and the howls of devils. The devil climbed to the top of the wall and shot out, and our soldiers were attacking the gate of the courtyard. The gates are two black gates wrapped in iron sheets, and the bulletproof performance is not bad, and the bullets hit a dozen craters, and they can't penetrate the iron courtyard door. At this point, the big iron gate had been smashed into a pockmarked face, and the scouts were trying to blow it up with grenades.

Gao Quan raised his hand and shot, and the first devil on the courtyard wall fell into the courtyard with a scream, and Hong Yingying's two-handed box cannon took turns firing, "Bang bang!" "The devils who showed their heads on the courtyard wall fell inward one by one. The rest of the devils hurriedly hid their heads under the wall. Biao Zi, Shi Lei, and the scouts around them shot together, and they forced the devils on the wall of this courtyard to the point that they couldn't raise their heads.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang, the ground trembled twice, and the two heavy iron-clad gates finally couldn't stand the force of the explosion and flew into the courtyard. This is the fighters tying up six grenades into a bundle and using the tactics of blowing up devil tanks to blow up the courtyard gate.

"Kill!" The courtyard gate opened, and the scouts put aside their usual battlefield habit of keeping silent, and rushed in through the courtyard gate with a shout! The courtyard immediately resounded with the metal crunch of "clanging" bayonets, the howls of devils, and the roars of our soldiers.

The battle in this courtyard is over! Gao Quan put away his rifle, he wanted to take a look at the village that was once occupied by the Japanese army, and see if the villagers were still alive.

In the middle of the village, there are two human bodies swaying in the wind from the old locust tree, which are clearly two old men with gray hair. The soldier next to him climbed the tree to untie the person down, and the corpse was not completely stiff, proving that the time of death was not too long. Some warriors covered their two hideous faces with leaves.

There was a well on the corner of the street, and there were two corpses, one large and one small, and the child's head was only half left, and the woman died naked next to her, and it seemed that the mother wanted to hold her child in her arms before she died.

Gao Quan felt his heart skip a beating twice, and a stream of blood rushed to his head, and he forcibly pressed him down, took off his coat, and covered his mother's corpse, "Give them a joint burial." There was only so much he could do now, and as soon as he finished speaking, Gao Quan turned his face to look away, and he couldn't bear to look at the mother and son again.

In a courtyard on the other side of the street, the gate was wide open, and on the ground in the middle of the courtyard lay the owner of the house, whose hair was more than half gray, and he looked not young. Although he was still breathing, he was obviously at the end of his life. The man was missing an arm and a leg, and his eyes were filled with two holes in blood, and a large patch of crimson blood flowed on the ground. The only evidence that this person is still alive is that this person's throat and eyes are still snoring and panting, which is a sign that a person has reached the end of his life, but this person's last life experience is too miserable.

Gao Quan stubbornly looked down one by one, on the street, in the villagers' homes, there were villagers who had been tortured and killed in various ways. The horizontal flesh on the face of a cold-blooded killer like Biao Zi is also trembling, only Gao Quan and Shi Lei can still maintain their apparent calmness, and the scout is still a little stronger than ordinary people in controlling their emotions. Hong Yingying's face was already covered with two lines of tears, and this strong woman was also shocked by the tragic scene in this village.

Enough has been seen! Gao Quan gritted his teeth and walked towards the entrance of the village, without him opening his mouth to order anything, the devils in this village should have no possibility of survival.

There is an old ginkgo tree at the entrance of the village, and when I entered the village, I only cared about killing devils, but I didn't pay attention to this old tree. The old ginkgo tree can't be hugged by two people, it is at least a few hundred years old, and it should be a tree that is the symbol of this village. I didn't pay attention to it when I came, and I didn't pay attention to it when I left, Gao Quan was full of worries, how could he appreciate the Yaxing of a century-old tree?

"Yikes! What is that? Gao Quan didn't look at it, but it didn't mean that others didn't go to observe this hundred-year-old tree, Hong Yingying next to him pointed to the old tree and exclaimed, her voice trembling, as if she had seen something terrifying.