After the Dragon Boat Festival and others left, the bandit who had been kicked before asked in confusion: "Sanzhuan, why did you let the other party go like this? Are there all good things on them?"

Liu Damazi glared at the other party and cursed: "You really don't have the eyesight. Didn't you realize that the other party didn't care about us at all?"

The subordinate said disdainfully: "I haven't taken them into consideration yet!"

Before he could predict, he was hit hard by Liu Damazi again.

Liu Damazi cursed: "Things that don't know the life or death, the other party's three people came out of the Japanese territory and seized so many weapons and equipment. Do you think the other party was lucky? If I guessed correctly, the Japanese's checkpoint must have been knocked out by the other party, otherwise these puppet troops would not have escaped in such a mess.

In other words, the other party dropped the Japanese deceased card, and we just cleaned up more than a dozen puppet troops.

And how many of us are, how many of them are? Do you think we can defeat each other just now if we have more people?

If the fight really started just now, none of you would want to go back alive.”

Speaking of this, Liu Damazi ordered: "Send a few more people to the Japanese checkpoint to keep an eye on them, I'm afraid the Japanese will take revenge."

"yes!"

The boy who was kicked took the order and immediately took his people to the Japanese whistle to investigate.

It was already late at night, and the bandit didn't dare to walk too fast.

Fifteen minutes apart, before the Japanese checkpoint appeared.

The Japanese wards were dark and they dared not go over easily.

The kicked boy took his men and raised his waist and approached the Japanese's checkpoint carefully, for fear that a Japanese would suddenly appear.

But as soon as he reached the edge of the checkpoint, a strong smell of blood mixed with the smell of gunpowder came to his nose, making him frown.

The Japanese whistle blocked people and many people died.

He poked his head out, and with the help of the faint moonlight, he could barely see the mess inside and outside the checkpoint.

The bodies fell to the ground in a row, some were wearing gray-green Japanese uniforms, while others were in yellow-brown puppet army uniforms. They either lie on their backs or lie on their sides, with different postures, but without exception, they all received lunch boxes.

Several bandits looked at each other, their eyes full of shock.

They have investigated this Japanese whistle during the day.

Of course, it was not that they wanted to win this card scan, but that the Japanese suddenly strengthened their defense and they had to beware of the Japanese's sudden attack.

So they know very well how many Japanese and puppet troops there are in this checkpoint.

But I didn't expect that all the Japanese and puppet troops were dead. Could it be that those three of them just now did it?

The bandits who took the lead were still scared and said to themselves: Fortunately, they didn’t fight just now, otherwise they would still have their lives?

Thinking of this, he hurriedly said, "Hurry, go back and report to the third leader's, the Japanese and puppet troops who were on the checkpoint, were wiped out."

"yes!"

A bandit received the order and quickly returned according to the same route.

The bandit who took the lead originally wanted to retreat like this, but suddenly his eyes turned: "So many Japanese puppet troops were dead, and only three people killed them, so the battlefield must have been cleaned up enough."

So he ordered: "The devils are dead, and we have nothing to be afraid of. Go up and touch the corpse and see if there are any guns and ammunition that have not been taken away. Brothers, this is the opportunity for us to make a fortune. When we go back with our things, will the Third Master still praise us for being able to do it?"

"yes!"

A group of small bandits happily touched the body, but they didn't expect that at this time, a team of Japanese puppet troops came to support.

The Japanese's checkpoints are not very far apart, and the straight line distance will not exceed five kilometers at most.

The Japanese heard the gunshots from the next door ward and could not contact the other party, so they lined up a small group of Japanese and puppet troops to check the situation.

They have few people, so naturally they dare not rush over here.

Like bandits, they all came over quietly, but with the help of the moonlight, they saw bandits stripping their colleagues' clothes.

"Baga!"

The Japanese squad leader was very angry, but when he saw that there were few people on the other side, he immediately pulled out his battle knife and whispered: "Attack!"

At the same time, the bandits were still excitedly flipping the bodies of the Japanese and puppet troops, stripping their clothes from them, even the ocean, etc.

But at this moment, a bandit heard unusual footsteps.

Before this bandit became a bandit, this bandit was a hunter.

And in the jungle, I have developed a pair of good ears.

Those predators are not idiots, and they are swaggering towards their prey.

They will avoid the sight of their prey and lighten their steps.

Some cunning sociable animals know how to use tactics.

So how can you not be so energetic when facing such a group of brutal enemies?

So just as the others were still happily plundering the corpses on the ground, he already realized something was wrong.

He immediately warned: "No, there is something wrong."

The other bandits were stunned for a moment and stopped their work, but they didn't expect that at this moment, the Japanese had ordered the fire to open.

The Japanese are not fools either. It would be strange if they didn’t attack first when they heard that they were exposed.

The Japanese and puppet troops opened fire with all their might, the Japanese machine guns roared in the night sky, and bullets poured out like raindrops, catching the bandits off guard.

The fire flashed in the night, illuminating the bandits' terrified faces and figures that were hiding everywhere.

Although the bandits were large in number, they lacked formal training. Even if their small cannon heads were loudly ordered, they could not stop the Japanese in a short time.

In front of the well-trained Japanese and puppet troops, all their resistance was futile.

Their shooting skills are not as good as those of the Japanese, and their tactics are even worse than those of the Japanese. Seven or eight bandits were beaten to death and injured by the Japanese.

Seeing that the bandit's little cannon head was not good, he immediately ordered loudly: "Retreat, retreat!"

The bandits fled in a panic, but the Japanese and puppet troops did not mean to let them go, but instead pursued them reluctantly, and they would definitely eliminate all the bandits.

However, the Japanese seemed to have forgotten one thing, this is Phoenix Mountain.

They pursued the bandits, but Liu Damazi came to support him with his men, and the two sides exchanged fierce fire again.

This time, the Japanese did not take advantage, and several Japanese died. The Japanese officer immediately ordered a retreat.

But today's hatred has been formed.

At this time, Liu Damazi didn't have to think about it and knew that the Japanese would definitely report to the headquarters when they returned that the checkpoint was done by their Fenghuang Mountain chain.

And then, the Japanese revenge will definitely follow.

Thinking about this time, I really didn't hit the fox and got a fucked slut. If I had known it, I wouldn't have come out to rob the enemy at night. Not only did I help the Northeast Anti-Japanese Allied Forces, but I also had to take the blame for the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces.
Chapter completed!