Liu's big ass was dragged to the foot of the mountain by Yang Stick, and he was unhappy! The nest of bags that was suppressed in the grass by the devil just now hasn't passed yet!

"Look at you like this, haven't you beaten enough, Liu big ass, Lao Tzu told you, just those two times, if Lao Tzu hadn't arrived in time, you would have been lying dead now! Honestly! Listen to Lao Tzu to deploy for you! ”

After scolding, he grabbed Captain Liu's neck, pulled the angry Liu's big ass to his side, and said something in a whisper.

After finishing speaking, Liu Da Butt understood, and the gnashing of teeth on his face disappeared, turned around and let the old three regiments gather, and soon, they withdrew to the southwest.

Yang Bangzi sent Liu Da Butt away, sent a few soldiers, and followed the route of the villagers who retreated to the mountains as the old third regiment said, to find the fleeing villagers, and all the rest withdrew to Guojiabao as quickly as possible.

It is said that the enemy and I have just fought a fight, and it can't be counted, they have lost people, and it is understandable that there are few people in the Eight Roads who don't want to fight hard, and there are a lot of people in your little devil soldiers, why haven't you moved yet?

The reason is actually not complicated at all, the focus of Shimizu Dazuo's attack is not this wilderness of the big grassland, originally mistakenly thought that it was the team of the Eighth Road who was rushing in the dark on the avenue, and only after the fight did he know that they were basically ordinary people, and since the target was exposed, he couldn't fight.

Especially after the search team was attacked, Shimizu Daisa judged from the firepower of the attacking place that this was also a small group of eight routes, with a maximum of more than 100 people, and the information obtained from the mouth of the withdrawn squadron leader was similar, and the eight routes that attacked him were 100 people.

Therefore, Qing Shui estimated that this was a small force of the Eighth Route that was operating nearby, and used more than a thousand imperial troops to attack this small force in the dark night. Not a good deal. It's better to take advantage of the opportunity to repel the opponent. Quickly get out of the battlefield and go straight to Guojiabaozi.

Even the fallen soldiers were not contained, so the whole army marched along the wasteland between the mounds, and after identifying the direction with a compass, they marched due north.

Neither side wanted to fight, so they didn't mean to fight, so they and the two fighters came up and punched each other, and quickly dodged back. began to go around in circles to find each other's flaws and weaknesses.

Two hours later, the endless mounds have been replaced by lofty mountains, judging by the speed of the march, it should be close to the Dongshan Liang of Guojiabao at this time, Shimizu Dazuo ordered the whole team to rest on the spot, he found a secluded stone under the stone, and several adjutants and lieutenants to check the map together.

Judging from the map, the east side of this mountain beam is less than five miles away from the east mountain beam of Guojiabaozi, and there is a small village called Linjian Village. Dozens of households.

Shimizu decided to go to this village for the day, and after night, the soldiers split into two ways. After the successful sneak attack on Dongshan Liang all the way, he specialized in the main gate of the cottage, walked a few miles all the way to the north, went around to the junction of Dongshan Liang and Beishan Peak, climbed the steep slope to take the North Mountain, and controlled the commanding heights.

Less than two hours before dawn, the devil's forward quietly touched the outside of Linjian Village, the village was dark, there was no light at all, and there was no dog barking.

The leader of the devil squad who opened the road did not rush into the village, and when Shimizu Daizo led the team to arrive, he reported the situation that he had detected.

Qing Shui heard that there was no movement in the small mountain village, but he was not surprised, this area had just experienced repeated searches and sweeps by the imperial army, and the local people had already fled and scattered.

Don't be cautious anymore, Shimizu ordered the brigade to enter the village!

The devils searched from house to house, and it was really empty, not to mention people, there were no chickens or dogs, the whole mountain village was lifeless, and the fallen leaves and dust in the farmer's yard were old and thick, and it seemed that at least two or three months had not come back to live.

Although there is no one in the village, it is not ambiguous to go down the sentry and release the cordon, after all, thousands of people have crowded into such a village, and if they are discovered by the common people and Tubalu, as soon as their whereabouts are exposed, they will run hundreds of miles in vain.

Shimizu Daisa, the radio station and other departments occupied a slightly larger courtyard alone, the house was too dusty, and the soldiers hurriedly cleaned up the black miasma, and Shimizu simply rested in the tent set up in the courtyard.

As soon as he lay down on the improvised marching bed, the soldiers came in and reported that a man had been found under the earthen cliff at the head of the village! I've already brought it here!

Qing Shui was completely sleepy, grabbed the saber leaning against the bed, and left the tent without wearing a hat, and the person who was caught was at the gate of the courtyard, tied like a dumpling by the soldiers, and his mouth was stuffed with wild grass.

Squatted down and whispered in Chinese: "If you want to live, don't talk to it." He shook his fingers, and the man who was curled up on the ground looked at the Chinese devil with wide eyes and nodded a few times.

Shimizu Daisa motioned to take out the contents of this person's mouth, and a soldier came over next to him, and a few handfuls took out the grass balls from the mouth of the Chinese man.

The Chinese spat hard at the grass foam and dirt in his mouth, "What are you dripping?" Is it this village drop? Qing Shui asked stiffly.

After a few more mouthfuls of foam, a man who looked like he was in his forties picked up the conversation, panting and said, "I, I am from this realm, I, I will come back and see if my family's things are still there."

About touch the clear water can understand the local dialect spoken by this man, in this area has been fighting for more than half a year, the northwest of Hebei is not much hard to talk about, listen carefully can understand.

nodded and asked again, "Where have all the people in this village gone?" How many do you drip back together? ”

"No, no one else, just a little bit of land, this is just a little bit of this, before the qi is even, it will be tied up by you, you."

Qing Shui looked at this man dressed as a farmer in disbelief, turned his head and asked where did the soldiers get it? Did you find anything?

A ragged blanket, a kettle made of gourds, a round and polished stick, a sickle, and the contents of the blanket were also taken out and looked at, a few dry cakes that could not be seen clearly what they were made of, a cigarette pouch and pot wrapped around a cigarette purse, a fire sickle, a few small pieces of flint, and a few sorghum straws.

That's all, I can't see anything suspicious, Qing Shui is still a little uneasy, he reached over and pulled the man face down, grabbed the tied hands, asked for a flashlight from the lieutenant behind him, and pressed it to check it carefully.

This person who has been a soldier generally has calluses in two places on his hands, the finger of the index finger and the tiger's mouth, the one who holds the trigger and the one who holds the gun, if it is a national army, there will generally be a scar mark on the chin that cannot be dropped, the straps of the steel helmet are grinded, and then the shoulder and head are carried with a gun.

If you change into civilian clothes or something, you can't see the difference between soldiers and ordinary people at a glance, but if you want to check these places, you can't hide them if you want to.

The man who was tied up, his hands were full of calluses, his ten fingers were all black and wrinkled, and there were scars and wounds all over the place, and there were really no obvious calluses on the stomach of the index finger, and the old skin in the tiger's mouth was quite thick, but it was on the back of the hand, not near the palm of the hand.

Qing Shui turned the man over again, looked at his chin and shoulders, and did not have the traces left by being a soldier, then clapped his hands and stood up.

The squad leader on patrol duty whispered if he wanted to deal with it? Qing Shui thought about it, this common people may be of some use, and they haven't figured out how to use it yet, so let's lock it up first. A few devils went up and lifted the man, carried him into the courtyard, tied him under the toon tree with the courtyard wall, and stuffed a ball of wild grass in his mouth.

After such a toss, the sky was bright, and the troops patrolling and searching around also came back to report, but they didn't find any situation and the people, Qing Shui put his mind at ease, lay down on the marching bed again, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The man who was tied under the tree, the sweat on his forehead was quickly dried by the morning wind, he squinted his eyes and pretended to be asleep, looking at the devils in the yard who didn't move much, snoring one after another, moving his legs and feet, moving his arms, taking a deep breath, and making a slight clicking sound on the joints on his body.

The palms of the two hands were wrong and wrong, and the rope that was so tight as the bleeding tract just now was slowly loosened! (To be continued......)