Dong Ku and they ran for more than ten minutes, and just turned over a mountain bag, there was a gunshot like popping beans behind them.

"Brother Dong, Brother Zhong, they shot."

Huzi looked back at the direction of the shot, and there was no worry on his slightly immature face.

Dong Ku heard the sound of the gunshots turning from dense to thin, and knew that Liu Zhong and the others had already left the place where the shots were fired, and while breathing a sigh of relief, he pointed to the position under the small half-slope and said, "Shunzi, go in that direction." ”

Shunzi knew that Dong Ku could leave alone but didn't do that, obviously he was very righteous to save Shanzi and them, so he didn't have the slightest idea of refutation, and ran along the hillside to the snowy place pointed out by Dong Ku......

Dong Ku and they judged correctly, and the gunfire was caused by Liu Zhong and them. Liu Zhong has played Hanyang, and he is quite familiar with the use of steel guns; Orion used the gun by feeling, although they didn't really hit the target, but the four of them still put down the three devils.

As soon as the gunshots rang out, the small Japanese team exploded, prostrate on the ground, and shot at Liu Zhong's position, although they didn't see a figure, the general direction was always correct, and the bullets flew into the snow and frozen soil, and the shrubs broke one after another.

"! So fierce! ”

Sun Tao, who had retreated down the ridge, was so frightened by the sound of bullets that he shrank his neck and muttered in a low voice.

Fierce was no better, and was cut on the cheek by a flying branch, and fell to the snow in fright, thinking that he had hung up.

Liu Zhong listened to the sound of flying overhead, and couldn't help but be secretly frightened, if this guy came up, wouldn't he be covered with holes? At the same time, I also understood why Dong Ku, who had just learned the name of the Dao, didn't let them shake the little devil.

"Don't play dead! Let's go, get everything right. Liu Zhong calmed down, pulled up the fierce man who fell to the ground, carefully squatted down and tinkered for a while, and rushed to the bottom of the mountain bag with the gun on his back......

Yamaguchi didn't wait for the machine gun to fire, and he could see through the binoculars that there was no figure on the mountain bag next to him.

"Don't shoot, rush up and catch it alive, I'm going to pick up the skin of that pig!!" Yokoji Yamaguchi roared with his command knife.

The little devils lying on the ground heard the order and got up from the snow one after another, with their guns in their hands, spread out, and rushed towards the mountain bag.

But when they touched the hill, there was no one on it, except for a mess.

"Yaga!"

Yokoji Yamaguchi angrily waved his knife and cut off a hazel tree, looked at the traces on the snow on the top of the mountain angrily, and picked up the telescope with one hand to look around.

"Watanabe, you take thirty people to follow the footprints of the mountain, and that side should be the direction that the well is following."

"Hayi!"

He asked Watanabe's military Cao to stand upright, and led the crowd to run down the mountain.

Yokoji Yamaguchi waited for Watanabe to leave, brandished his command knife and roared, "Follow the footprints, catch the pig in Shina, I'm going to light a sky lantern for them!" ”

From the time he led his troops into the mountains, there had never been such a big loss, which made Yamaguchi Yokoji furious, but he didn't realize that the pursuers had regular troops.

The remaining more than 100 devils scattered in the order, and the stragglers followed the footprints and chased towards the opposite mountain beam.

The Japanese soldiers spread out at a distance of 100 meters, holding guns in the dense woods and quickly searching and advancing, no one squeaked, quiet, only the sound of creaking snow walking and the sound of bodies rubbing over the bushes and hazelwood echoed in the mountains and forests.

"Ah......h

The marching procession was suddenly confused by a short shout, and all the soldiers, as if facing a great enemy, quickly turned their guns in the direction of the shout.

I saw a soldier following the footprints swinging a thick birch with a hoe; The gun, on the other hand, hung weakly on his arm, was obviously out of breath. As for the cry, it was not from him, but from one of his companions.

Yokoji Yamaguchi carried the Wangba's shell in one hand and the command knife in the other hand and galloped a few steps to the front.

"Hiss......"

He couldn't help but gasp as he watched the wooden wedge tied to the birch strip run through the soldier's heart, lifting the coat on his back and lifting it high.

"It's a trap, it's okay to get out of the way of the footprints." Yokoji Yamaguchi calmed the frightened soldiers and asked them to lower the corpses from the tree slivers.

Putting down the dead soldier, and examining the ancient mechanism made of bent birch strips and dog's jujube vines, he knew that this must be the hunter they were chasing; After determining the target, Yokoji Yamaguchi drew his command knife and pointed in the direction where the footprints disappeared and shouted, "Get out of the way and chase the footprints in the direction!" ”

A soldier packed up the valuables of his dead comrade, carried his gun on his back, carefully looked at the snow under his feet, and followed the team forward in a tense atmosphere.

In this commotion, these Japanese soldiers no longer moved forward so arrogantly and quickly, carefully retracting the rope two or three meters away from the two sides of the footprints, and the speed slowed down suddenly.

But before the team could go a few meters away, a tree suddenly stretched out in front of a guy, and a buzzing sound passed in front of the little devil who didn't have time to react.

"Not good!"

"Be careful!"

The few who were closer were startled, and each of them rushed to the side with a shout.

The little devil who was almost drawn by the tree was stunned, and when he came back to his senses, he found that he was fine, just a false alarm, just cracked his mouth and wanted to laugh The few people next to him reacted too intensely, but suddenly felt that there was snow falling above his head, and before he looked up, a sharp shadow in his pupils quickly expanded, and before he could react, poof, the tip pierced into his eye socket, and flew out of the hall with him.

Yokoji Yamaguchi, who was not far behind him, saw the wooden stake that came leisurely, and before he had time to shout, he watched the soldier being hung on it and wandering out of the stumble for more than ten meters, landing not far from him, with blood in his mouth and eyes, and convulsions.

"Yaga!!"

He's furious! Five people died without even seeing a figure, which is undoubtedly a great shame!

Enraged, Yokoji Yamaguchi brandished his pistol and fired several shots in succession until he ran out of bullets, but he could not vent his anger.

"Yamada-kun......"

A little devil who was more familiar with the deceased trembled his hand and reached for his neck that was steaming and blood flowing, to check if he was still breathing......

"Hey......

The four people who had already crossed the mountain beam heard the gunshots behind them and ran and laughed.

Mengzi said with a smile: "Brother Zhong, I don't know if my rolling dragon can work, if it works, I will guarantee that the little devil will change the way of." ”

Liu Zhong scolded with a smile: "Look at your bear-like appearance, you will know that you are working hard three ways down, your trap will definitely not be used, it is too close to the footprints, and the little devil can't get there." ”

Yokoji Yamaguchi vented for a while, sobering up from his rage, he looked at the footprints on the snow in front of him and groaned for a moment, and after the deceased's belongings were packed, he ordered: "Stay more than ten meters away from the footprints, don't get close to the footprints, speed up and pursue!" ”

Yokoji Yamaguchi's order was quickly conveyed, and the little devils no longer approached the footprints, and accelerated the speed of pursuit in the direction of the footprints.

Less worried about the soles of their feet, this time, their speed of progress increased sharply, except for the two riots delayed for five or six minutes, they ran on the snow not much slower than Liu Zhong and them.

An hour passed, and the large army of Yamaguchi Yokoji chased the soft footprints on the snow until he climbed over a mountain beam, crossed a ditch and pond, and moved away from the direction of Dong Ku's advance, and struck diagonally in the direction of the right side of the black wind outlet.

An hour later, Dong Ku's telescope also clearly saw the chasing sun... This soldier; When he saw a squad of thirty Japanese soldiers with no heavy weapons, he looked back at the terrain and asked, "Huzi, have you ever used a steel gun?" ”

"Brother Dong, I'll just let it go, it's still Brother Zhong's Hanyang before the fire, Brother Dong, are we going to do it with the little devils?" Huzi was nervous and excited, clenching the 38 cover in his hand.

"Thirty, you still dare to divide the troops, let's eat him."

Dong Ku looked at the little devil running in the telescope, and said easily, not paying attention to these thirty guys with loaded guns.

Affected by Dong Ku's calmness, thinking that Dong Ku had eliminated more than twenty devils like a god, Huzi's hands were no longer so stiff, and his heart relaxed a little.

"Let's go, go to the river and wait for the little devil, Huzi, you take two steps to catch up with them, and tell them that the direction towards the black wind mouth will not change, no matter what movement there is behind, don't stop."

"Good Brother Dong." Huzi answered, and did the same, the cat retreated from the snow beam, turned over and chased after Shunzi and them.

Dong Ku hurried to the position where he had seen the good in advance, took out the infantry grenade and pulled off the safe, carefully tied it with a thin wire made a live buckle, put it together with five melon grenades, buried it with snow, inserted a hazel wood to block the thin line of the mixing rope, and cleaned the traces with a branch.

After mixing the thunder, he quickly ran forward, reached the edge of the river more than 400 meters away, and lay down at a high position.

The wind was still blowing quietly, and the rolling snow particles on the snow quickly filled in the inconspicuous traces, leaving only deep footprints that were still clearly visible.

Huzi ran back after ten minutes, and at Dong Ku's signal, he lay down beside him, and was so excited that he was about to stretch his gun to the snow beam.

"Huzi, do you see that, just a few rocks." Dong Ku stopped Huzi, pointed to a few rocks more than 30 meters away that were not buried by snow and said, "You go there, don't shoot if the little devil is not close to 100 meters, this gun is used like this......"

Pulling the big bolt unfamiliarly, after a few clicks, Huzi excitedly ran to the position pointed by Dong Ku with a gun, moved his body, buried himself in the snow nest, took out a one-foot-square white cloth and covered his head, hiding himself decently, and blending with the snow.

"Not bad."

Seeing that Huzi knew how to use the environment to hide himself at a young age, Dong Ku secretly praised himself.

The moment he withdrew his gaze, the figure of the little devil also appeared thousands of kilometers away.

"Hurry! The mountain people of China are ahead! Watanabe urged as he ran, and the air spewed out far away, and the steaming heat above his head drifted away with the wind.

Huzi looked nervously at the figure in the distance, slowly took off his cotton gloves, and put his fingers on the trigger.

Dong Ku watched the little devil running in the scope get closer and closer, and his heart was not sad or happy, and he was unusually calm. Dealing with a few little devils from World War II is a piece of cake for him, not to mention that the other party has no heavy weapons, and even if he does, he has no chance to support them.

"Here ......

The hazelwood strips in the scope were swaying in the wind in the snow more than half a meter away from the footprints, and the little devil who hit the head had already arrived in front of the thunder......