At the end of the short battle, the dragon took his light machine gun and rushed out of the dense forest, followed by Bean Cake with an ammunition box behind him.

"Did you eat the dynamite pack?"

The dragon panted and ran over: "Let's go! I still want to give these little Japan a lot of overkill, and it's too late if I don't leave. Last time, Little Japan chased us hard, dead fish, what are you talking about with those two fat monks, let's go! ”

There was no time to judge these monks, saying that they were traitors and did not help the abuse, but just reciting scriptures to the Japanese and offering tablets. Saying that they are not traitors, but what they can do is really infuriating, and they can't wait to throw them into the Nu River.

Chen Yu said to the three great monks: "Lying on the ground is not allowed to look, if Lao Tzu knows that you are reporting to the Japanese, next time I will not kick your feet, the American rice pipe is enough for you to eat all-you-can-eat!" ”

"Master Jun, we don't look at it."

The monk who was hit by the ricochet stretched out his hand: "Master Jun, donor, please take me away, the Japanese will kill us." ”

One word stirred up three waves, and the remaining two monks also pleaded, knelt on the ground and crawled towards Chen Yu, asking him to take the three of them away from the cymbals. These monks knew that when the Japanese army arrived, they would definitely kill them when they saw the corpses all over the ground, and they would be tortured at the very least.

"Go and intercede with the Buddha!"

Chen Yu stepped forward and gave them a rifle butt, which was not spicy and was especially ruthless, and the butt smashed down and smashed Bai Huahua's head into blood. The monks were smashed into the head, and a group of people quickly drilled into the dense forest.

It's a good thing that I didn't give each of them an American rice to taste, and I want to let myself take them back to Zenda, you ask the Buddha if he agrees, Chen Yu asked them to dream of the Buddha, and ask the Buddha how he thinks of his disciples and grandchildren.

Following the guerrillas frantically, Chen Yu and his party were not familiar with the situation in the mountains and forests, so they could only be forced to believe in them unconditionally, believing in this group of red armed forces who would fight to the death on the west bank.

Insects and birds chirped in the forest, and explosions were heard in the distance, and the sound was very small. The guerrillas stopped to listen to the explosion, and Chen Yu immediately understood that Master Shihang's mine had been triggered, and the Japanese army was already pursuing us.

Ah Yi wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked, "Is it the Japanese army catching up?" ”

The captain shook his head and said, "Not yet, it's far away." After suffering the loss of landmines, the Japanese did not dare to chase too presumptuous, I will take you to the road of a hunter in the mountains, but there may be some detours, depending on whether you can walk or not. ”

"Are there any Japanese?"

"Then I don't know, it's a matter of luck."

Chen Yu said loudly: "The Japanese army has cut off the highway line, do you still want to take the highway to take a raft from the ferry and borrow the road from Henglan Mountain to return to the Sacrifice Flag Slope?" ”

"Let's go, then." Ah Yi reluctantly agreed.

A group of people continued to weave through the dense forest, sometimes standing on the ridge of the mountain, sometimes flowing through the stream, and even passing by the Japanese patrol several times. The Japanese army was reluctant to go deep into the dense forest, so they could only block the roads along the way and send people to patrol along the long Nu River on the west bank, hoping to completely lock us up on the west bank.

From day to night, the jungle is even more lively, and the apes in the treetops cry incessantly, warning our companions to our presence.

Climbing to the top of a mountain, Chen Yu picked up a telescope to observe the lights and fires on the road in the distance.

Chen Yu didn't know where he was, he could only see the mountains of Nantianmen from a distance, crossing the river from the upstream of Nantianmen, and now Chen Yu could see the anticline of Nantianmen downstream. The partisans led us to an inexplicable place, and there was no doubt that we were moving away from danger.

After a brief rest on the top of the mountain, Master Shihang arrived with a member of the guerrillas, and then several members of the guerrillas gathered together to discuss. Seeing their abnormality, Ah Yi was unconsciously worried.

Moving to Chen Yu's side, Ah Yi said worriedly: "Dead fish, do you say that this group of people wants to lead us into the ambush circle of the Japanese, now we are getting farther and farther away from the crossing rope, and then go further away from the realm of Chanda." ”

"Take one step at a time, these people's hearts are not so small, I heard the mourning star say that last time they sent them to death and came back."

"It's a different time!"

Chen Yu stretched out his hand and patted Ah Yi's helmet: "Believe me, even if this group of people dies, they will send us across the river safely." They still expect us to recover the West Bank, they are all Chinese, do you not believe in the compatriots and the Japanese co-prosperity circle? ”

"Listen to you."

After a short break, Master Shihang came with a Type 38 rifle on his back.

"Amitabha, donor great mercy, thank you Chief Chen for sparing my brothers and sisters. They deserve it, and the Buddha will not blame Chief Chen. ”

Chen Yu clasped his hands together and saluted: "It's not about great mercy, it's just that what those people did didn't reach the point of repaying with their lives, and it is better to stay and leave them to fend for themselves than to have blood on their hands." ”

"The donor believes in people and is willing to go with us, so the monk will confess to the chiefs."

Ah Yi asked in a panic: "Monk, what do you mean, what do you want to confess?" ”

Master Shihang said slowly: "There is more than one way to cross the river, and the road you take is the site of the previous bridge construction, and it is also the old ferry port of Chanda more than 100 years ago. Now the road we are taking you is the road of temple smuggling, and only the monk and I know it, and it leads directly to the flank of your Henglan Mountain. ”

"We know that there should be another path for bandits."

"Yes, but that road is not feasible now, and the heavy rain washed it out a few years ago."

"The temple is still smuggling?" Ah Yi's attention is not at the same point at all.

Master Shihang muttered a sin: "Yes! It is the old monks in the temple who do pickled things, make money to build temples and cast statues of Buddhas, the place is too poor, the sesame oil money is not even enough to eat, and they are lazy to farm, so they can only do this kind of thing. ”

"Alright."

Chen Yu interrupted the conversation between the two: "How long will it take to arrive, is there a way to cross the river?" ”

"It will take about four hours to arrive, and there is an iron chain at the bottom of the river, which is buried half a meter deep."

"Let's go."

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The guerrillas did not lie, they told Ah Yi all the routes and methods they knew, which was the way they depended to survive, shuttling through the dense forests, eating taro and plantain cores every day, and fighting the Japanese army with weapons from centuries ago.

Ah Yi sighed to Chen Yu, I thought that we were backward enough with Hanyang Manufacturing, and the stewed rice with less salt and oil-free radish was very nutritious, but compared with this group of crazy people in all senses, our madness in Myanmar is not half as good as theirs.

Along the way, the guerrillas kept asking questions, from the M1 carbine in Chen Yu's hand to the Thomson submachine gun, and then to the Czech-made light machine gun in Milong's hand, together with the American pilot's self-defense pistol, the Colt M1911. They are envious, envious to the point of greed.

Dead Dead once secretly stole the confidential map drawn by Yu Xiaoqing, because Yu Xiaoqing just drew a map and won in the past, and when he got the American equipment, he was happy that he could break through the Nantianmen, so he wanted to hit Yu Xiaoqing's self-confidence.

The last time I fought with the Japanese army, I got a few Type 38 rifles, otherwise this group of people would still be fighting with bows and muskets. This group of people gave confidence to death, and by the way, they helped to wipe out Yu Xiaoqing's self-confidence.