On the mass grave, Shimizu Dazuo was wrapped in a wet cloak and half lying on a grave, helpless.

After a night of rain, the rain finally stopped, and the prey that had been chasing him all night was waiting for his zuihou to strike, but the overwhelming flood shattered his dream of making a contribution.

As he stared at the mounds in the meadow, his instinct told him that the commander of the Eighth Route who had blocked them for a day and a night was hiding there! Qing Shui's heart was beating hard, and he was eager to use the blood of his opponent to avenge the hundreds of dead and wounded Imperial soldiers.

Just a few steps away, Qing Shui's war knife was already in his hand, and suddenly the sky was dark, the wind was roaring, and the waves like a wall were not allowed for him to react, so he and his soldiers swept away, and what he saw at a glance was the white swaying water curtain smashed head-on, and then he didn't remember anything.

When he woke up again, he was already lying on the mass grave, and he heard the sergeant major say that fortunately, a few soldiers who were born as fishermen with good water skills protected him for their lives, so they dragged him to the post, but the entire squadron under his command was washed away by the flood, and on the post like an isolated island, dozens of frightened soldiers were lying half-dead.

Shimizu Osa struggled to his feet, untied his soaked cloak that had become heavy, and looked around, the filthy flood had been split in half in front of the gang, and it was flowing rapidly southward, and there was nothing alive except water that was water.

The frustration lasted for a few seconds, and Qing Shui's languishing face turned into a cold expression again, and he called the sergeant major and ordered all the soldiers on the post to assemble, count the losses of personnel and weapons and equipment first, and then regroup.

A full squadron of 194 people, all of them together had 82 left, all heavy machine guns and small guns were lost, two light machine guns remained, 44 rifles remained, and two grenadiers.

The most heart-wrenching thing for Qing Shui was that the squadron leader, along with the squadron headquarters and the radio station, were all swept away by the flood, and only one of the four squad leaders remained, but fortunately, two of the health soldiers survived.

Qing Shui didn't speak, just walked back and forth in front of the tired line of soldiers, and said lightly: "Imperial soldiers, you are soldiers, as long as you still have a breath, don't forget the emperor's expectations of you!" After saying that, he ordered everyone to form a squad, and the sergeant major arranged for the personnel to take turns on duty.

The sergeant major gathered the rations that everyone was carrying, and arranged for people to go to find firewood and prepare to bury the pot for cooking. Qing Shui did not stop the sergeant's arrangement, but only reminded the squad leader to transfer some soldiers and build a defensive position.

Everyone moved, and Qing Shui stood on the south side of Tugangzi looking at the village where only a shadow could be discerned in the distance, and he was thinking about how to contact the detachment headquarters, when suddenly, a burst of exclamations from the soldiers interrupted his contemplation.

Shimizu Daisa pulled out his sword and quickly ran towards the place where the exclamation came from, he thought that the eighth road was also washed by the water, and some of them were found alive by their own soldiers!

Running up the top of the slope, when Xiangxia rushed forward, he found that in the north of the gang, near the water's edge, several soldiers were running in all directions, with expressions of fear on their faces, Qing Shui Dazuo was very strange in his heart, what happened? How could the soldiers of the Empire be so alarmed?

All the way downhill, not stopping, the soldier who ran over looked up and saw that it was the commander, and when he was stunned, Shimizu Dazuo stepped past him, this soldier "Ah! With a sound, he turned around and grabbed the chief's arm and pulled it back desperately.

Qing Shui was about to open his mouth to reprimand the soldiers who stopped him, but the scene in front of him was so shocked that he couldn't speak!

On the slope in front of the tree, a big black snake was twisting its body and swimming towards the slope!

The blood-red long letter swallowed and spit out, and the green eyes on the snake's head that were spinning back and forth radiated a terrifying cold light. The body of the snake, which was as thick as the barrel of a mountain cannon, crushed the clods of earth when it ran over the mound, and a fallen soldier was bitten on the thigh by it, and the screams were heartbreaking.

The battle knife held by Shimizu Dazuo trembled a little, it may be that the sunlight reflected by the blade shone on the eyes of the big snake, the black snake let go of the prey in its mouth, raised its head, and after coiling its body twice, it flicked violently and rushed towards Shimizu Dazuo like lightning.

The soldier who was still dragging Shimizu Dazuo just now, when he saw the big snake coming this way, he left his commander, and jumped to the top of the slope with his hands and feet.

Qing Shui woke up from the initial shock, squatted down slightly, stood firmly on his feet in a T-shape, clutched the war knife in both hands, and stared at the big snake.

Two or three meters away from Qing Shui, the big black snake stopped, coiled its body into a plate, raised its head, and stared at the little man in front of him viciously.

One person and one snake confronted each other, the snake's mouth made a "hiss" sound, Naganobuko trembled, and a strong fishy smell rushed to Shimizu Dazuo downwind.

As soon as he took a breath of the fishy smell wafting in the wind, Qing Shui was a little dizzy, his heart was not good, he hurriedly held his breath, bit his tongue, and his head was awakened again by the severe pain.

Suddenly, the big snake leaned out, opened its big mouth and went straight to Qing Shui's front door! Qing Shui leaned on one side, and the war knife in his hand slashed out a cold light, which was slashing at the snake's head! Then he rolled on the spot, and immediately jumped up again, his sword still held in front of him.

The knife just now slashed at the head of the big black snake, and after a "bang", the big snake twisted its body and coiled into a plate, and the snake's head was facing the clear water that had just jumped up from the ground, and there were two black and shiny scales in the soil.

The big snake was angry, his body kept twisting around, the blood-red letter spit out faster and faster, the snake's head shook back and forth, and suddenly it was a forward rush, and when it was more than a meter away from Qing Shui's body, it was violently retracted.

But Qing Shui thought that the snake head was attacking again, and subconsciously turned around, and the war knife in his hand reflexively slashed out, this time he didn't hear a "bang", and the knife was empty!

Before he could stand firmly, his eyes were dark, as if he had been swept by a big stick, and he was hit the leg! Losing his balance, he staggered and ran several steps, but he didn't stop, and Qing Shui was knocked to the ground by the snake's tail swept by the ground!

As soon as the war knife in his hand was raised, the ghostly snake tail swept over again, hitting Qing Shui's arm, "Ah! In a scream, the severely injured arm, in the severe pain of the muscles and bones, Qing Shui could no longer hold the battle knife, which flew the chrysanthemum katana handed down by his grandfather more than ten meters away.

The legs were also the kind of stinging pain like broken bones, and the arms were severely injured, Qing Shui was lying on the ground, and he couldn't make any resistance or escape movements, so he could only close his eyes tightly, and his heart was stunned, secretly thinking that he didn't die under the enemy's gun, so he was going to die in the mouth of the snake.

The "hiss" sound is getting closer and closer, the fishy smell from the snake's mouth is getting stronger and stronger, Qing Shui feels that the black snake's Naganobuko seems to be right in front of his face, and the star-like cherry blossoms of Kyoto float out of his mind, and he is really not afraid of death.

"Da Da Da!" Qing Shui, who was waiting for death in the illusion of the cherry blossoms, opened his eyes in shock by the rapid gunshot, only to see that the big snake in front of him was hit by bullets repeatedly, and the blood that burst out of his body splashed on his face.

It was the sergeant major who led more than a dozen soldiers with machine guns and bayonet rifles to save him! After a burst of strafing, the serpent, which had been hit by several bullets, swam across the top of the slope and drilled down a collapsed grave, and a soldier took off the grenade on his waist, pulled out the safety, knocked on the steel helmet, and threw himself into it, and after a muffled sound, the grave collapsed into a pit.

The sergeant major asked the soldiers to search the entire earthen hill, and all the dirt holes found were blown up with grenades, and he went back to carry Shimizu Daisa, who had fainted, to the top of the slope, and called the health soldiers to come and deal with it.

There was a burst of explosions on the mound, accompanied by the sound of machine guns and rifles, and the graves of the poor who died were unlucky, and they were blown up in a mess, and the rotten coffin boards and the bones of the dead were scattered all over the mound of the mound, which was good, and the long worms, toads, and scorpions that had been living in the graves were all collapsed, and the foxes, dog badgers, and so on were also collapsed and crazy, and they bit people when they saw them!

This time, the devil soldiers and the angry "aborigines" everywhere fought on the mass grave. Long insects burrow into their crotches, toads have venom on their backs, foxes fart stinks, badgers bite people's legs, scorpions sting hands and feet, plus several groups of hornets to help, and the great alliance of animals, land, sea and air and devils have done it.

After a few rounds, the devils formed a circle, with their bayonets and muzzles facing outward, protecting the wounded soldiers and Shimizu Dazuo in the circle, not to mention eating the whole meal, let's save their lives first!

The valiant soldiers of the Imperial Army used machine gun rifle grenades to eliminate several long worms, toads, scorpions, centipedes and other enemies, at the cost of more than a dozen more soldiers being bitten and stung.

This "cruel" battle, Shimizu Daisa didn't see it, his arm was broken! Although the thigh is not broken, the place where it was swept by the snake's tail is swollen and high, and there is a faint layer of blue-black on the face. The health soldier didn't have any other tricks other than a simple fixation of his arm.

The gunfire on the mound gradually died down, replaced by groans and screams of pain, and the perpetrator of this tragedy, the great black snake native of northern China, disappeared without a trace.

The older sergeant major believed in the gods very much before joining the army, especially for dragons and snakes, and he was very taboo in his heart, and he firmly believed that the appearance of this big snake must have offended the local gods, and this was their punishment. He discussed with the squad leader, and sent people back to the village to the south as soon as possible, and found a way to contact the detachment and leave this ghost place as soon as possible.

Yang Stick and Shovel Monkey were returning to the hall above along the passage, the flame of the oil lamp in their hands shook a few times, and the air in the cave seemed to flow faster all of a sudden, and there was a faint muffled sound.

The two of them quickened their pace and returned to the hall, and Lao Feng was anxiously waiting for them. Seeing the two of them coming out of the hole, Lao Feng pulled Yang over the stick and said that the observation post left at the skylight said that he heard gunfire and cannon sound coming from the south.

Hearing Lao Feng say this, Yang Bangzi's heart was tight, and he secretly thought that the devil would chase after him so soon? It's impossible, such a big flood, do devils have boats? Stuffing the iron box in his hand into Lao Feng's arms, he hurriedly ran into the ear chamber, climbed up the slope, drilled out of the skylight, and lay on the top of the mound to look south.

There was indeed a gunshot coming, listening to the meaning it was really the devil's crooked handle and the movement of the 38 big cover, and there were smoke pillars rising from time to time on the mass grave post, not the sound of the devil's small cannon or grenadier, Yang Bangzi listened to it for a while and figured it out, it was the explosion of the melon grenade.

It's strange, they were removed from the mass grave yesterday, and no one was left, how could the devil be in the flood and fight with someone? I couldn't figure it out, but after a while, the gunshots and explosions gradually stopped. Yang Bangzi scratched his head in confusion and told the guard to continue to observe and return to the cave.

After talking about the situation with Lao Feng and a few of them, several people felt that this matter was quite strange, but it was a pity that they couldn't send someone over to find out what was going on in broad daylight, and they were discussing countermeasures, so Officer Jin came over and whispered to Yang Bangzi: "Political Commissar Hong is awake and wants to see you." ”