The rain is getting heavier! The lightning was still raging in the sky, and there was a white expanse everywhere, and Yang Bangzi was alone in the bushes at the mouth of the ditch, completely ignoring the painful water droplets on his face, and his eyes were staring at the direction of Tugangzi.

The big ones just exchanged fire with the devils, hiding cats and cats on the mass grave and turning around, putting a shot to change places, the devils because it was dark, and the rain was too big, so they didn't dare to attack rashly, and the two sides shot at each other for a while, seeing the evil under the rain, the big ones they withdrew.

Yang Bangzi was not at ease, so he let the big ones go into the ditch to rest, he stayed at the mouth of the ditch and stared at the movements of the devils, thinking that there should be no more mistakes, and the players in the ditch could no longer lose.

The devil seemed to be camping on the spot, maybe he retreated, Yang Bangzi looked up at the stormy sky, and his heart was very depressed. Ever since I accepted this task, I haven't stopped! It's easy to get a little fight, and it's all good in the morning, but this battle suffers in the evening!

After thinking about it for a while, I always felt that it was tied, something was not quite right there, it seemed that the opponent on the other side knew the tactics of the Eighth Route Army very well, no matter how you laid down the Ecstasy Array, he beat him, and the whole Yang stick was controlled everywhere.

I couldn't think of a clue, a voice calling him sounded behind him, and when I turned my head, Xiao Liangzi was standing on the slope and beckoned to him.

It was Lao Feng and they asked Xiao Liangzi to call him over, and Yang Bangzi asked Xiao Liangzi to take over and continue to stare in the direction of Tugangzi, and he went over to see what he wanted to discuss.

As soon as he got to the bottom of the ditch, Yang Bangzi felt this light in his heart! The water at the bottom of the ditch is almost not thigh-deep, and the edge of the ditch is still pouring rainwater into the ditch.

Wading through the muddy water, I returned to the slope where the team members took shelter from the rain, which was quite dry, and there was a diagonally protruding headland rock on the head, and it was not raining.

Lao Feng asked Yang Bangzi to come back to discuss two things, one is that there is another hour, the sky is about to dawn, dozens of people are hiding in the ditch, what if the devil finds this ditch during the day? The second is that the rain will not stop, and the water on all sides will be poured into the ditch, and it will not take long, and everyone will have to be soaked, what to do?

The first question, Yang Bangzi is not worried, this West Ditch is next to the mass grave post, among the dozens of ditches on this plateau, the number of people who know the West Ditch is the least, plus the reputation is not good, no one comes in on weekdays, and the little devil can't touch it.

This second question is really not in the way, Yang Bangzi thought about it in circles for a long time and couldn't think of any good way, seeing that the water in the ditch was accumulating more and more, and the water level gradually rose again, and it was about to flood the slope.

If the rain doesn't end, there is no choice but to brave the rain to get out of the ditch and move north. But looking at the soldiers who have been fighting for a day and a night, and the people are sleepy and tired, Yang Bangzi has no bottom in his heart, how far can he go with this special team?

At this time, there was a rattling sound on the knee-deep water at the bottom of the ditch, and Xiao Liangzi laboriously pulled and fluttered in the water, and came back from the ditch.

The devil is coming down from the post! is divided into a group, searching in this area, hearing this news, Yang Bangzi's heart tightened.

"Captain Yang! Government! I don't know what to say, should I say it or not? On the side of the prisoners who were in a pile, a figure stood up and whispered this.

It was too dark in the ditch, Yang Bangzi approached with his eyes in his eyes, and it was a thin little old man who spoke, beckoning him to come over and talk.

The man copied his hands, hunched his waist, and came over to that place, Yang Bangzi asked Lao Feng which one is this? Lao Feng looked at the little old man and said that this old boy was nameless, and he was called a "shovel monkey".

Last month, the field training of the new regiment was lurking in Dongshanyu, and in the middle of the night, the old boy Yujian was digging a grave there, and he thought it was some kind of enemy, and the soldiers got up and grabbed it.

I finally held it down and sent it to the local government to ask, there is a Zhaojia village in Dongshanyu, and the big family in the village has died of a daughter-in-law, and as soon as it is buried, this "shovel monkey" will be dug up, and this will not be contained.

It turned out to be a grave digger, Yang Bangzi looked at the little thin monkey coldly, looked up and down, hugged his arms, and asked what was the matter?

The shovel monkey stood up and nodded, squatted down again, looked around, lowered his voice and said: "Government, I don't have any bad intentions, I am also Chinese, you can't watch these people cover here and let the blisters, right?" I want to take you to a place, do you know if Captain Yang can believe me? ”

"Somewhere? What place? Yang Bangzi couldn't help but ask, and said in his heart What tricks does this old boy want to play!

"If Captain Yang can trust me, let me lead the way, not far away, I know a place, there is nothing wrong with hiding hundreds of people, and the devil insurance can't be found, then there are some herbs, these comrades on the team can use them."

"What! And this place! I don't know! This is a hundred miles in circumference, I can count how many stones there are in that field when I close my eyes, you Meng Laozi! Yang Stick was excited, grabbed the shovel monkey's neck and wanted to pull him up, but he didn't pull it up!

Now Yang Bangzi was surprised! Looking at the shriveled little old man, Yang Bangzi's strength of hundreds of catties was not even mentioned!

"Ahem! Cough! Captain Yang, if you can't believe me, then just don't say it, and I can save my life. This is not yin or yang, Yang has not let go of his hand, and the strength in his hand has disappeared.

Feng Dayan reached over, pulled Yang Stick's hand away, and also squatted down, staring at the shovel monkey with his eyes, and stopped for a long time before speaking.

"Shovel monkey, 20 years ago, the child picked up on the mass grave, your master's surname is Hou, right? Nicknamed God Eye, after picking you up, I passed on all my tomb robbery skills to you, and let you follow the surname, called Hou Qi, because you are good at using Luoyang shovel, so the road calls you a shovel monkey, right? ”

"Politics ~ Politics ~ Government! Why do you know so much like a mirror! The shovel monkey squatted and took two steps back, and his hand was held to the ground.

"Hmph, I also know that your master's divine eye helped Sun Dianying to rob the Dongling, and the tomb road was measured by your master, and he came back with gold, silver and jewelry, and was drugged in less than three days, and he died with a whimper, and let you flee far away before he died, right? It is rumored that the master you poisoned has swallowed the treasure and chased you everywhere. ”

"You! You! You! Who is it? The shovel monkey looked frightened, retreated again and again, his eyes dripping around, suddenly, the rickety waist straightened, and a thin gray-white line in his hand shot to the top of the ditch, "snap" a soft sound, a small willow tree on the edge of the ditch in the middle, feet on the ground, the whole body rose in the air.

Seeing that the shovel monkey was about to escape, Yang Stick raised his left hand, and with a "poof" sound, a small stone fragment broke the tight silk thread, and his body jumped up, and his right hand grabbed the shovel monkey's ankle, "You give Lao Tzu down!" With a plop, the shovel monkey was thrown to the ground.

"Shovel monkey, the Communist Party is not Sun Dianying, nor is it the chairman, we didn't say that we want your life, what are you panicking about!" Feng looked at the terrified shovel monkey on the ground with a big grin.

"You guys~ what do you want to do!" The shovel monkey sat up slowly, strange, his back was not hunched, his waist was not bent, and the folds on his face were gone.

Yang Bangzi is also strange, he looks like a little old man just now, this is just a little longer, he has become a young man! Stared wide-eyed at the shovel monkey, looked at Feng Dayan, and said in his heart, this trick has become better!

"Don't be afraid, we all know your problems, your master was not poisoned by you, Captain Yang told you, your guilt is also judged by our own people, and it is not the turn of the little devil to harm, you have been hiding in Tibet all these years, you have not done anything bad, and you have stolen the tombs of several rich and rich people, we understand, and most of the money stolen has been sent to the poor, this is a righteous act!"

"How does the government know about it?" The shovel monkey stood up, folded his hands and crouched down again.

"Your master's matter, I'll tell you slowly, now the devil is outside the ditch, you have also seen it in the past two days, the Eighth Route Army and the Communist Party are sincerely anti-Japanese and protect the people, if you can really help us, you are also guilty of meritorious service!"

The shovel monkey didn't speak again, in fact, he originally wanted to trick the stupid soldiers into tricking them out of the ditch on the other side, so that he could take the opportunity to burrow and escape. But now these eight roads are not simple, I can't help but recognize his identity, and also tell him how many years of heart disease he has squeezed in his heart, and he can't make up his mind!

The water in the ditch was getting fuller and fuller, and seeing that it was about to overflow uphill, the team members who were sitting in the lower position got up and moved to the height, and the water flowing on the edge of the ditch was still pouring down.

"Alright! I'll take you to the hideout! How can we all be Chinese! can't see death and not save it, let the devil succeed! After speaking, the shovel monkey got together and patted the dirt and water on his body.

Feng Dayan and Yang Bangzi glanced at each other, Yang Bangzi walked over and patted the shovel monkey's shoulder with his big hand and said, "Niangdi!" That's what it looks like! ”

The west ditch is actually an oblique ditch, one end of the ditch is not far from the northeast side of the soil gang, and the other end is open on the southwest slope along the winding ditch tube. Dozens of meters out of the ditch is a rolling mound, overgrown with waist-deep wild grass and shrubs, this mound was also a mass grave in the past, and the grave head was washed away after several heavy floods.

The common people also taboo this place where the dead are buried, no one comes here to open up the wasteland, and year after year, it has become a place where foxes and badgers haunt.

The team members put the seriously wounded on their heads and held them with their hands, and Yang Stick wanted to carry the eldest lady of the Guo family, who did not live or die, and like the soldiers, waded waist-deep water and trekked in the ditch.

Shimizu Dazuo didn't suffer from this, he wore a raincoat and stood on the avenue, waiting for the news of the soldiers of the Imperial Army who were scattered and looked around for the traces of the Eight Roads.

A gray-white margin appeared in the sky in the east, Qing Shui looked up at the sky where the clouds were still rolling and the rain was pouring down, he tightened the cloak on his body, and said in his heart that it was almost dawn, if he couldn't find any clues, he would send someone back to Xiwangzhuang to replace a group of soldiers, and he would continue to search for the eight roads.

On such a rainy day, the soldiers of the imperial army were miserable, and he was also holding on to the eight roads. Qing Shui sneered, recalling in his mind the past when he pursued and suppressed the Anti-Japanese Federation in Kanto. After repeatedly studying the tactics of the Anti-United Nations, he specially trained a group of special forces to pursue and suppress in the mountains, so that the Anti-United Nations, which was good at continuous mountain operations, lost its advantage.

The entire outer line carried out a strengthened public security campaign to merge residential areas, so that the Anti-Japanese Union lost the channel to obtain supplies, and slowly fewer and fewer people fought, and the devils kept chasing after them, and Zuihou had no choice but to withdraw the remaining people to the territory of the Soviet Union.

Because of his meritorious pursuit and suppression, Shimizu was promoted to Osa's by successive commendations, and this time he was transferred from the Kwantung Army by Okamura Ninji, and it was used to fight against the Eighth Road, which was accustomed to movement warfare and guerrilla warfare.

Shimizu Daisa was still immersed in the memories of the past, when suddenly several soldiers hurried towards him.

"Report to Dazuo, I found a deep ditch in front, and a soldier fell down, and after pulling it up, he said that the ditch looked very long."

Qing Shui's eyes lit up! His nostrils were dilated, and he was keenly aware that the strand of Zi Balu that had just disappeared was in this ditch! Immediately order the gathering of the team and prepare to enter the ditch!