Yang Bangzi retracted his body, returned to the cave, and asked the fifth son what time it was? The fifth son looked at his watch and said that there were still 10 minutes left at 5 o'clock.

Let everyone withdraw to the ancient tomb, and explain that Feng Dayan will go to the skylight to monitor the movements of the devils on the mass grave. The big one didn't want to go, Xiao Liangzi and the shovel monkey also wanted to stay and watch the excitement, and Yang Bangzi was blown away! The heart said, I don't know what the situation will be later, Lao Tzu can still run faster alone.

Shimizu Daisa looked nervously at the sky and mountains in the west through the binoculars, judging that it might be that the headquarters of the Suzuki detachment that was still stranded in that area had been attacked, judging from the flashes and sounds, it was not just a position that was attacked, at least it was besieged by several roads, so that there would be such a long line of fire.

Could it be the attack of the main forces of the communist army? How is this possible? An all-out assault on a reinforced wing is still rare in the history of the fight against the Eighth Road. Shimizu wanted to return to the southern village as soon as possible, and together with Okamoto Daisa of the 139th Wing, he led the team to the west to help.

Okamoto and Shimizu of the 139th Wing were old acquaintances in the Kwantung Army, and the 110th Division was only transferred from Manchuria to Guanli last year to take over the garrison tasks of several Division A divisions that were going south. The transfer of the Kwantung Army to take over the task of garrisoning the Eighth Road was one of Okamura Ninji's jihuas.

First, the Kwantung Army fought the most and the earliest with the Chinese, especially in the mountain and anti-coalition operations, and accumulated rich experience.

Second, after many years of imperial operation, the situation in Manchuria is basically stable, and the relative equipment and morale of the troops are very good, and compared with a few divisions and regiments that have been entangled in North China and the Eighth Route for many years, there is no cowardice and the embarrassment of fearing the enemy.

Judging from the results of the sweep launched in mid-August, the performance of the newly transferred Manchu and Mongolian troops from outside the border was very good. On the contrary, the reaction of some divisions, brigades, and regiments stationed in North China was indeed very nerve-wracking to Gangcun, and there was no other way but to reprimand, after all, the base camp still had to send these troops to the south secretly.

Qing Shui is more or less aware of these situations, so he hopes to return to his old comrades-in-arms of the Kwantung Army at this time and fight side by side with the Communist Army. Looking at the light of day, there was already a fish belly white in the east, and Qing Shui thought it was time to act.

Walking to the top of the slope position, I wanted to call the squadron leader and the sergeant major to discuss it together, and quickly sent someone back to the village, thinking of a few more wooden platoons to come back and transport the soldiers on the post back.

But Qing Shui's footsteps suddenly stopped. Among the high and low graves on the slope, there was a place where the grave had been blown into a pit of earth, which caught his attention. The sparse grass and shrub branches on the edge of the pit were a little suspicious, and he didn't remember that there were grass and branches in this place yesterday.

Pulling out his pistol, Qing Shui bent down and slowly walked around the graves, moving closer to the dirt pits. He descended along the slope first to the water's edge, then went around to the back of the pit, and approached the edge of the pit by the cover of the grave and the wild grass.

Little by little, he picked up the withered grass covering the edge of the pit with his sword, and the clear water crept and quietly stretched out his head to look, the pit was quite deep, it could be several meters, and the bottom of the pit was a black and slimy hole, and from time to time there were bursts of cool breezes rushing up.

There are obviously messy footprints on the soil surface of the pit, and there are traces of people lying on the edge of the pit. Broken! There's someone down here!

Immediately stood up and was about to run to the top of the slope, when a blazing light suddenly burst out from the mouth of the black hole, and the air around him seemed to be frozen for a moment, and immediately flowed rapidly towards the hole. After the white light flashed, a loud thunderous sound came from the cave, and the air that had been flowing into the cave just now was pushed back like a wall.

Qing Shui was hit by the shock wave and fell to the ground, the ground under him trembled violently, the whole gang shook the ground, and puffs of black smoke came out of the cracks on the ground in several places, and the air seemed to be burning, and the scorching population was dry.

Even rolling and crawling, Shimizu Dazuo rushed along the water's edge to the place where the raft was placed, and the roar and violent shaking that came from under him just now, he understood that there was a big explosion below, and it must have been plotted by the eight roads!

This tactic of blasting the heights of civil engineering operations was the destructive power of such huge explosions when he visited the ruins of the Paschan Heights on the battlefields of the British and German armies in World War I when he traveled in Europe.

He subconsciously thought that in order to save his life, he must leave this post immediately, otherwise he will definitely be pulled into the abyss! That little raft is a lifesaver!

A few soldiers were quite neat on their legs and feet, and they also stumbled all the way to the water's edge, and the sergeant's face was blackened by the smoke spewing from the ground, and he got on the raft with Qing Shui Dasa, and pushed hard with the other two soldiers, and the raft left the shore, and the three people jumped into the water, holding the raft in their hands, treading water with both feet, and rowing towards the south with all their might.

The mass grave is almost a hell on earth! Pillars of black smoke and bright white air rose high on the dirt slope everywhere. The first to collapse was the hole that Qing Shui found, and the earth and rocks around Hulala Land fell into a large pit, and it was dusty.

Soon, many places on the post also began to collapse, "Boom! The sound came and went, mixed with the screams of the soldiers who were dragged down, which made people shudder! It's as if when a volcano erupts, the whole mountain is falling apart!

Qing Shui sat on the raft, looking at the mutation on the post in fear, looking at the soldiers who escaped from the collapse and ran to the water's edge in a panic, Qing Shui's face was like ashes, and he closed his eyes in pain, rather than looking at these people who were still waving to the raft, it was better not to see that his heart could be peaceful.

"Boom!" A loud noise frightened Qing Shui to open his eyes, and the most terrifying moment finally came! The top of the entire gang collapsed and disappeared little by little like a piece of melted chocolate cake!

This is not over, as the area of the collapse is getting larger and larger, the whole gang will soon have no soil and stones left above the water surface, and the flood that was still around the gang just now is surging towards the center of the collapse, forming a huge whirlpool, and the current will carry the soldiers on the shore and disappear into the whirlpool.

The raft was also retreated again and again by the rapidly flowing flood belt, and the sergeant major and the two soldiers could not withstand the impact of the water after pedaling desperately, and seeing that the small raft was about to be swept into the rapidly rotating whirlpool, several people were about to end up with those who were swallowed by the whirlpool.

Shimizu Daisa supported his body with a war knife, looked around, and found that a small section of the tree head was exposed on the water surface on the right, which was estimated to be a small tree that had been flooded, and the remaining trunk was still standing in the water.

Tell the sergeant major that Xiangyou pushed the raft sideways, and the four of them tried their best to eat milk, and finally the raft got close to the tree, and Qing Shui thrust the war knife into the trunk, and the sharp war knife pierced the wood at once, and half of the blade was left in the tree trunk.

Shimizu Daisa put on the back of his sword, and together with the sergeant major, he pinned the raft over, using the trunk of the tree to block the momentum of retreating, and Shimizu untied the belt around his waist and tied the raft to the trunk together, and then he breathed a sigh of relief and lay on the raft.

The people on the top of the ancient tomb in the distance were happy, and when there was a big explosion just now, this side was also shaken, and several soldiers fell into the water without standing firmly, and they were all covered in mud, which would be happy to jump and jump!

Yang Bangzi watched the mass grave disappear under the water line, smacked his lips, and looked at the cheering soldiers with a smile, but he couldn't hear what the soldiers were shouting, his ears were deafened in the cave just now!

After letting the big ones withdraw just now, Yang Stick lit a bag of cigarettes, smoked a pot beautifully, and just knocked off the soot on the soles of his shoes, he saw that there were cracks, and some grass blades were falling down or something.

The heart is not good, the devil above must have discovered this hole! Roll up the cigarette pouch, Yang stick rushed to the stone pillar with an arrow, grabbed the rope, retreated to the mouth of the slope passage, and first pulled the four blast holes on the hole wall on the side of the crack.

The huge explosion and the air shook that Yang Bangzi's ears couldn't hear anything in an instant. His ears were buzzing, his hands were not resting, the rest of the blast holes were all sounded, and the strong shock wave took him to fall and roll in the passage, let alone stand, and hit the stone wall while lying on his stomach.

As soon as the shock wave of the explosion stopped, Yang Bangzi settled down, and the girl ran away! Listening to the movement of the broken stone layer behind him, don't mention hairy in my heart! I'm afraid that if I run slowly, the stone wall above my head will also break down and be buried alive!

When he rushed into the ear room, he almost knocked Officer Jin on his head, and he didn't care about what to say, and then ran to the skylight, pulled open to watch the lively soldiers, and by the dawn of the sky, he saw the scene of the mass grave clearly, starting from the black smoke and white gas, to the disappearance of the entire gang, and the heart was full of joy.

The water on this side of the ancient tomb also flowed to that side, and one by one a small whirlpool passed by the tomb, and it took a long time to see that the water flow was calmer, and when I looked, the water level had dropped by more than a meter compared to last night, and it was all poured into the cave.

Yang Bangzi is also a little regretful, doing this, revenge and hatred, but it's a pity, so many little devils' weapons and equipment have also been buried together, what a haode gun!

It's a pity, someone grabbed his arm and shook it straight, Yang Bangzi looked up and saw that it was the fifth son with his mouth open, and his face was almost in front of him, but why couldn't he hear the movement just by opening his mouth? It's strange that the people around me are all mouths open and don't move!

Following the hand of the fifth son, Yang Bangzi looked at the south with a puzzled stomach, squinted and looked at it for a long time, and finally saw clearly, not far from the disappeared Tugangzi, there was a small wooden row, and he could vaguely see a few black spots around.

Yang Bangzi thought to himself, this must be the devil who survived on Tugangzi, and these lives are quite big! It's a pity that I can't get by, otherwise I can catch a few alive!

The fifth son dragged him again, this time from the direction of Xiwangzhuang in the south, and a few big rafts were propped up on the water, and it seemed that the devils over there came to rescue these big guys. Yang Bangzi beckoned the warriors on the dirt slope to go back below, prepare for breakfast, and then sleep beautifully!

The big guys in the cave eliminated the devils on the gang without a single shot, all like the New Year, and the Jin officers were all busy cooking with a smile, and the political commissar Hong Mei also told them to put more stick noodles, and then steam a few pots of porcelain wowotou, so that the soldiers could eat to their heart's content!

Yang Bangzi and Shovel Monkey followed each other and went down the dark hole again, and the bottom was stuffy, not like last night, which was cool.

Walking to the slope leading to the big cave, I couldn't get through, the collapsed stones completely blocked the passage, and the water beads seeped out from the cracks in the stones, and it seemed that the cave was completely filled by the collapsed earth hills.

Back in the cave for breakfast, Yang Bangzi gave Feng Dayan a task, and he would pick a few soldiers with quick hands and feet, and let Lao Feng lead him, along the dark hole underground, and explore the other side to see if he could find an exit.

Special instructions, bring a few more torches or something, bring weapons and tools, don't panic if you don't have any evil nature, if you can't do it, you can return it, and talk about it after discussion.

After a few nests were stuffed, the two bowls of cornmeal batter slipped into the seams, Yang Bangzi's ears were very quiet, and he still couldn't hear anything, so he simply fell asleep on the kang and fell asleep!