When Diao Desheng climbed to the top of the mountain panting with a platoon of puppet soldiers,

It was discovered that the Japanese had chased to another hill 100 meters away from the opposite side, and even the machine gun team and grenadier detachment had reached the valley between the two hills.

Diao Desheng glanced around.

It was found that there was no body of the Eighth Route Army on the mountain.

"Is this not a fight again?" Diao Desheng stammered, "My God, what kind of Eighth Route Army is this?" Not only did the gun shoot accurately, but it also ran so fast. ”

"It's really not easy for this guy."

Zhao Youcai nodded again and again: "With this way of playing, the imperial army is simply sent to death." ”

Diao Desheng asked in a low voice, "How many imperial soldiers have been killed in total?" ”

Zhao Youcai said: "The other way is not clear, but we have killed nine people along the way, all of them were killed by one shot, and we have never seen such a murderous eight roads." ”

"Nine dead? Oh my God! ”

Diao Desheng shrank his neck and whispered: "I've been dead for almost a shift, and according to such a way of death, I'm afraid we won't be able to survive this way." ”

The Japanese troops in this sortie were a standard infantry squad, 54 people.

These included three infantry detachments of 13 people, a grenadier detachment of 8 people, plus a squad of 7 people.

But as soon as he arrived at Tiger Bay, four died in the first round of sneak attacks of the Eighth Route Army, and the squad leader also died, and another one died in the second round of sneak attacks of the Eighth Route Army.

After that, the Japanese soldiers divided into two routes, and pursued the two groups of eight roads.

They had a 15-man makeshift infantry detachment, a 4-man grenadier team, and a 4-man machine gun squad along the way, for a total of 23 Japanese troops.

Plus more than 60 of their puppet army.

But now there are 9 devils dead, and only 14 are left.

And the Eighth Route Army didn't have any hair, and even a fool could see that the situation was not good at this time.

Diao Desheng felt that the Japanese army would definitely force them to exchange fire with the Eighth Route Army in the future, and they couldn't dodge.

"Listen to it all." Diao Desheng lowered his voice and said, "When you exchange fire with the Eighth Road, you are only allowed to shoot in the sky, if anyone dares to shoot at the Eighth Road, Lao Tzu will kill him alive." ”

It's not that Diao Desheng is interested in the Eighth Route Army, but he is really afraid.

This group of Eighth Route Army is really too evil, it is better not to provoke them, so as not to lose their lives in vain.

A puppet soldier asked in a panic: "Company commander, if the Eighth Route wants to kill us, you are not allowed to fight them?" ”

"No, it won't." Zhao Youcai immediately said, "The Eighth Route Army still understands the rules very well, as long as we cooperate, they will not kill people indiscriminately, I can guarantee this." ”

"Cooperation?" Diao Desheng said, "How do you cooperate?" ”

Zhao Youcai said: "Put down your weapons as soon as possible." ”

As he spoke, gunshots suddenly rang out in front of him.

"Yes, it's up to me again." Diao Desheng said, "I don't know how many people died this time?" ”

"If you don't say anything, it's going to be three or five." Zhao Youcai said, "There are not a few infantry left." ”

Before he could finish speaking, he saw two Japanese infantry rushing up from the back of the hill in front of them, and swooping down like frightened rabbits.

It was clear that the two Japanese infantry had lost their hearts.

The Japanese machine gun crew, which had just chased to the middle mountain bay, hurriedly set up the machine guns, and the grenadier team also set up two grenadier canisters to prepare to provide fire support to the infantry.

It's just that the Eighth Route Army has not appeared for a long time.

Until the two infantrymen who fled back joined up with the machine gun group and the grenadier group, the Eighth Route Army did not appear.

At this time, there were still ten Japanese soldiers left, and the highest rank was a captain, who felt that he couldn't chase him like this anymore, so he beckoned Diao Desheng to take the puppet army forward.

"Diao Sang." The Japanese army commander said, "Yours, work to open the way!" ”

Diao Desheng's face fell: "Taijun, aren't you letting us die?" ”

"Yaga!" The commander of the Japanese army slapped him and threatened, "Don't go, it's dead!" ”

Diao Desheng scolded the eighteen generations of the ancestors of the Japanese army commander in his heart, but after scolding, he still had to chase the puppet army under his command to the front.

While chasing, he secretly prayed in his heart that the Eighth Route Army would raise his noble hand to them.

I don't know if the Eighth Route Army is already gone, or if the prayers really worked.

I chased it forward for at least two kilometers until it was dark, and I was stunned that nothing happened.

Now Diao Desheng is down-to-earth, it seems that Zhao Youcai is right, the Eighth Route Army is really rules, as long as they don't fight the Eighth Road, the Eighth Route will not beat them.

At the moment, Diao Desheng was not panicked, his waist was not sore, he was carrying a shell gun, walking forward with his head held high, and the puppet army behind him was also arrogant, and he didn't know which elite unit of the national army he thought it was.

Instead, he followed the ten little devils behind him and looked around, panicking.

Chasing Zhenghuan, the gunfire rang out again, but this time the gunfire came from the side and rear.

When Diao Desheng looked back, he saw that four more Japanese soldiers had fallen in a pool of blood.

This time it was the machine gun group that walked in the middle of the Japanese ranks, four Japanese soldiers, the main and auxiliary shooters and two ammunition men, who were killed by the Eighth Route Army at the same time.

The remaining two Japanese infantry hurriedly lay on the ground and raised their guns to shoot back.

One of the Japanese soldiers in the grenadier group rushed up to pick up the Type 96 light machine gun.

Another burst of gunfire and the four Japanese soldiers of the grenadier group also fell in a pool of blood, and now only two Japanese soldiers remained.

The psychological defense line of the two Japanese soldiers completely collapsed, and they shouted, got up and ran, but after running less than two steps, they were stacked and fell to the ground by the Eighth Route Army in the dark.

Seeing this scene, Diao Desheng was frightened.

In less than a minute, all ten Japanese soldiers were killed!

This gang of eight roads is really ferocious, so cruel that it makes people's livers tremble!

"Shoot or kill!" There was another roar in the woods behind him.

Diao Desheng only hesitated slightly, and then heard a scream in his ears, and then a light on the top of his head.

When I reached out and touched it again, the big cap that I had just worn on my head had already been knocked off.

If this shot was lowered by half an inch, his head would have been opened, and thinking of this, Diao Desheng immediately fell to his knees on the grass with a pop and raised his hands.

"Don't shoot, we surrender!"

Dozens of puppet soldiers knelt on the ground one after another.

"Put the gun down and step back fifty meters!"

Hachiro in the woods yelled again: "Hold your head in your hands and squat!" ”

Diao Desheng and his puppet army honestly put down their guns, and then retreated fifty meters and squatted with their heads in their hands.

After another moment, finally an Eighth Route Army dressed in gray cotton cloth came out of the woods.

Diao Desheng couldn't help but look at the woods, he felt that there should be more Eighth Route Army in the woods, and the Eighth Route Army that ambushed them couldn't be just one, at least four!

"What are you looking at?" That Eight Roads shouted.

Diao Desheng shrank his head in fright, not daring to look around.

"Zhao Youcai?" Balu smiled, "Why are you again?" ”

Zhao Youcai, who was squatting behind Diao Desheng, hurriedly raised his head and squeezed out a smiling face.

"Eighth Master, it's an honor for a villain to be your captive, how can one time be enough."

"Really? Then you have to try to be a few more prisoners and send us more weapons and equipment. ”

Balu laughed, his eyes fell on Diao Desheng's body, and said, "Captain? Is it a company commander? ”

"Villain Diao Desheng." Diao Desheng also smiled and said, "It's an honor to be a prisoner of your army." ”

"Honor fart!" Balu scolded, "But you are all Chinese, and you understand the rules, so let's spare your dog's life, get out!" ”

If the puppet army was amnesty, they got up and wanted to run.

Diao Desheng suddenly shouted: "Wait a minute! ”

After finishing it, he said to the eight roads: "Eighth master, the villain still has something to say." ”

"What?" Balu said coldly, "Do you want us to have a farewell ceremony?" ”

"Don't dare." Diao Desheng said, "The villain just thinks that if we go back like this, the imperial army, no, it's a devil, the devil will definitely not be able to spare us, and the little devil will definitely kill us." ”

"If we die, won't there be anyone to send equipment to your army?"

"So, what do I mean, do you want to leave us some weapons?"

"Even if we only have a dozen rifles left, we can have a statement when we go back to see the devil."

"Let's just say that we fought a bloody battle with your army, and it was not easy to break out of the encirclement, and we lost most of our weapons, so that the next time we meet again, we can send equipment to your army again."

Balu was stunned and said, "What you said makes so much sense!" ”

Diao Desheng asked, "Then the eighth master means to leave us a dozen rifles?" ”

"If you want to eat fart, I'll leave you a dozen guns." Balu turned his face suddenly, "Peel off the cotton clothes on your body, and then roll me numbly, if you don't disappear within five minutes, you will bear the consequences!" ”

Diao Desheng was stunned for two seconds, and quickly began to take off his cotton clothes.

Zhao Youcai and the other puppet soldiers greeted the eighteen generations of Diao Desheng's ancestors in their hearts.

Damn, you refused to let us get out just now, and now you are causing everyone to go back shirtless.

In less than half a minute, dozens of puppet soldiers took off their uniforms and disappeared on the desolate mountain road.

When I came, I was fine, but when I went back, these puppet soldiers were only wearing shirts and shorts, and the weapons in their hands were gone, not to mention how embarrassed they were.