The mountains are high and the moon is small, and the cold wind is rustling.

Hao Ping's back felt cold, on the one hand, because of the sweat on the way to his clothes, and on the other hand, because in the valley below the slope, the cold light of the moon reflected by the series of bayonets, like a sparkling cold river, winding endlessly.

Among the three company commanders of the independent regiment, Hao Ping has relatively the least combat experience, however, he has also fought some battles with devils, and he does not feel that he is much worse than others. Especially don't look down on Gao Yidao, he regards himself as the first fierce general of the independent regiment all day long, and there is no one in his eyes, in Hao Ping's eyes, Gao Yidao is just a reckless man.

There are so many devils in front of him, for Hao Ping, it is the first time in his life, and he has never seen it. At this moment, Hao Ping's heart unprecedentedly had a little admiration for Gao Yidao, worthy of being a reckless man, how brave is he to take the second company to fight a tough battle with such an opponent in the nameless village?

Hao Ping lay stiffly on the hillside, trying to control his breathing, forcing himself to appear calm and calm, and his face pretended not to be alarmed, because he noticed that the warriors around him were shaking, and it was definitely not blown by the cold wind. He is the company commander and the reassurance of the whole company, and if he also shows panic, the team may collapse.

"Don't panic, the devil is far away, wait a little closer, pay attention to my orders, fire two bullets each, and then retreat westward. The moon is dark and the wind is high, he can't hurt us!"

The words of the company commander reached the ears of the soldiers softly, and the oppressive atmosphere was immediately relieved. Yes, it's not blocking them, they ran away after two shots, no matter how many devils there are, they don't have three legs.

Under the cold moonlight, the vanguard of the devil approached the bottom of the slope, estimated to be three or four hundred meters away, if you want to retreat, then you can't wait any longer, Hao Ping hesitated, and finally shouted: "Fight!"

Gunfire tore apart the silence of the valley and echoed in one piece. The devil in the lead was caught off guard, and was knocked down by a flurry of guns on the top of the hillside, and hurriedly dispersed to hide, and the second shower of bullets arrived, with the sound of breaking wind, crackling and crackling in all directions, but no one was injured again. Shao Zuo in the team was startled at first, and then a trace of excitement crept up on his face. I looked everywhere and you couldn't find it, and now I finally showed my face, and I was about to command the left and right to let the team behind deploy it, but the gunfire stopped.

The devils were confused, and the subordinate officers on the left and right wanted to lead the team to pursue, but Shao Zuo kept staring at the hillside, and he didn't speak with a calm face, so he didn't take action, just waited quietly.

Shao Zuo was full of suspicions, what is the situation? Two long shots ran away? Looking at the scale, there should be more than 100 people, it is a company, and the Eighth Route is relatively scattered in order to avoid the devil's attack, and the strength of a company can be regarded as the main force of the Eighth Route in Shao Zuo's eyes, at least the main force, but why did they run away after touching it?

Encounter? It can't be, it's the encounter why they don't hide, but fire first. Is there an ambush? It can't be, if you want to ambush, just ambush here, do you need to lead it elsewhere? Even if the Eighth Route Army near Meixian is brought together, there are only one or two regiments of troops, why does he dare to ambush a brigade of mine. Then there is only one possibility left, the purpose of this group of Eight Roads should be to attract and implicate, and they are about to arrive in Xinghua Village, but they suddenly appeared, which strengthened Shao Zuo's thoughts: There must be something in Xinghua Village, maybe it is the main force of the Eighth Road, maybe it is the headquarters of the Eighth Road, maybe there is the grain of the Eighth Road, all kinds of possibilities. Today, I'm going to this Xinghua Village!

There is not much chance of chasing eight roads in the mountains with a dark moon and high wind, but in line with the idea that it is better to kill by mistake than to miss it, Shao Zuo finally gave the order. A squadron of devils with a company of puppet troops pursued in the direction of the western hillside, and if they could catch it, they would chase it, and it didn't matter if they couldn't. The main force accelerated its march and continued to march towards Xinghua Village.

Nearly 100 villagers from Shuxia Village were crowded next to each other in a clearing in the middle of the village, and they were terrified and did not dare to make a sound. There were a few torches around, in the hands of the puppet army, blown by the night wind, more than a dozen devils with bayonets, guarded aside, the puppet army platoon commander stood next to the devil army Cao, pulling the gong throat to the villagers to carry out a routine lecture: "Fellow villagers, don't be nervous, we are here without malice, just for two things." First, collect some grain, and second, inquire about the traces of the Eight Roads. Which one has a clue, report it and reward it immediately......"

There was a loud noise everywhere in the village, and more than 30 puppet soldiers were rummaging through boxes and cabinets in every house, catching chickens and beating dogs. The shouting in the middle of the village, Su Qing, who was hiding behind the pile of firewood and grass, could hear it clearly, but she didn't have the heart to care about those nonsense now, because a puppet army was wandering around the courtyard in front of her, and the corners were almost tumbling, and finally swayed towards this pile of firewood and grass, one step, two steps, three steps, the distance was getting closer and closer, making Su Qing feel that her scalp began to numb.

Another puppet soldier was still rummaging in the house, and he searched the yard all over the yard, but he couldn't find a single chicken feather, which made the puppet army feel discouraged. The poor people in the mountains had the habit of hiding grain, so the puppet army finally focused on the dark pile of firewood and grass in the corner, and he approached with his rifle and began to stir the firewood and grass to the sides with the muzzle of his gun, making a loud noise, and then suddenly startled.

In the dark corner, there were two figures squatting vaguely, one of them seemed to be holding something in his hand, at the moment when the puppet army instinctively opened his mouth and shouted, a fire flashed in his eyes, and there was a loud noise in his ears, and he felt as if his body had been pushed, and he took a few steps backwards and fell to the ground.

The gunshot clearly pierced the night sky, making the puppet soldiers who were making noise all over the village stunned, the puppet army platoon commander who was shouting and the devils around him were also stunned, and the villagers gathered together were also stunned. Su Qing was still squatting under the corner of the wall, and before he could put down his hands that instinctively covered his ears, another puppet soldier rushed out of the house with a gun.

The shell gun in the guard's hand rang out again, and Su Qing, who was so shocked, covered his ears again and closed his eyes. Poof—she still heard the sound of the puppet army falling to the ground at the door, but then another gunshot rang out in the courtyard, snap—

Su Qing opened his eyes and looked dumbfounded at the puppet army who was the first to be defeated lying in the courtyard, who was dropping the rifle in his hand at this moment, and swallowed his last breath, and the muzzle of the gun was still smoking.

The shell gun was not lethal enough to kill the puppet soldier who was searching for firewood and grass on the spot, he lay on the ground, fired a shot at the guard, and then returned to the west.

Poof—The guard fell straight into the dark corner of the wall, silent.

Four gunshots rang out in a row, which made the puppet platoon commander who shouted just now panic, and shouted: "There are eight roads!" Then he pulled out his pistol and led the puppet soldiers who were going out in a panic to run to the location of the gunfire.

The devil army Cao also reacted, turned his head to look at the villagers who were still stunned, and decisively waved his hand at the dozen devils around him, snapping his ...... The sound of gunshots, cries, screams, and panicked running finally mixed together, and they resounded in the night sky of Shuxia Village......

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