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In the quiet forest, there is a few of the houses that have just been rebuilt and have not been fully built on the edge of the forest. However, most of the houses are lit, and through the windows, under the stars, there are slight lights and fires on this dark earth.

Although it was just the beginning of autumn and it was still hot in southern China, the coldness of the night in the land outside of Northeast China has begun to make people feel that winter is approaching.

"Mom, I'm out." Zheng Daniu greeted his mother at home when he was carrying his rifle.

"Oh, be careful when going out, learn more with the Dankuan, don't show off." The mother spoke in a series of words. Zheng Daniu didn't dare to accept it. He knew that if he really wanted to accept it one by one, he wouldn't have to go out tonight. He shrank his head and pretended that he didn't hear him bringing him to the door and slipping out of the yard.

When I arrived at the village, I saw several teammates patrolling with Shan Kuan waiting for him. Shan Kuan was holding a dog in his hand. This dog was a patrol dog raised by Shan Kuan. Although it was not a precious dog breed under the training of Shan Kuan, it still showed a fierce aura.

"Brother Kuan, I'm here." Although he was not late, Zheng Daniu saw that he was missing from the team and nodded to several militia teammates for his late arrival.

"It's okay, let's go. Today, in addition to patrolling the village, we have to patrol the village around the Russians over there." The village of the Russians mentioned by Shan Kuan is an indigenous people three miles away, and those Soviet villagers who have no place to go and are unwilling to move out of this land. Not long after this land was taken back from the Soviets, the county government distributed part of the land to these people. Zheng Daniu still had some opinions on this. It was already a blessing to make them starve to see hope. In his opinion, it was a matter of everything to kill these people.

However, despite having such thoughts and opinions, Zheng Daniu still clearly knew that he was just a militia, and he only had the execution of this policy matter and had no qualifications to make any decisions.

The logic is very boring, because flashlights are not allowed to be used to lighting, we can only rely on the memories left by walking on this land every day, and because we cannot chat and speak, we just walked along the road in a deep and shallow manner along the road.

Although it is a militia armed organization, militia teams organized in China need to be trained by local garrisons or regular troops nearby garrisons. Because they are militia organizations, they only require high requirements for several projects and have more learning and training.

The first is the queue. No matter how small the militia organization is, the grassroots militia troops still need to be disciplined.

The second one is ejaculation. I don’t need to talk about this.

The third is patrol and ambush. Since the main responsibility of the militia is to defend the armed forces in the local villages. The patrols are all places near their living areas. For them, they have the three advantages of the right time, place, people and land. They have refined them, such local tyrants. It will take a lot of effort to sneak into the ambush and alert areas of these militia.

After patrolling the outer periphery of the two villages, Shan Kuan led the militia team to a small slope to guard the two villages to the west and south, and there were more new Chinese immigrant villages. It was very difficult to get around and touch from the back. If the Soviet guerrillas wanted to enter the two villages at the front, they had to go north and pass here. Although the east side of this forest seemed to be easy to hide people, there had been many traps buried beside these forests. Not to mention people, even tigers had to go around here. Those old hunters who immigrated from the northeast had no choice but to get out of the traps. The tigers were strangled to death. What's more, in addition to the old hunters who were trapped in the ground, there were also special landmines to guard against human-land mines. A landmine was blown up some time ago. When the militia went over, they saw that they did not find the body. Only a pool of blood was found.

The night is getting thicker and thicker. The early cold in the north makes people feel more and more uncomfortable. No one complained. He didn't get up and move to warm his body. Although the last landmines exploded, no one found any evidence of the existence of the Soviet guerrillas. However, no evidence of their existence was found. Everyone was looking forward to the real guerrillas coming here without opening their eyes and passing by. There was a tension in the battle that had never experienced.

Instructors in this army often put mice and threw venomous snakes around them when they were training them to scare everyone. In order to train everyone to be in a hurry when setting up an ambush, they are not surprised or confused.

I don't know how long it took for the long time. The patrol dog lying on the ground next to Dan Kuan suddenly poked its head and stared straight ahead. Everyone saw that the patrol dogs noticed movement. They all used the faint starlight to see a few figures vaguely appearing in the forest in front of them. These figures were very careful and cautious, and they quietly approached here with the help of the shadows on both sides of the road. Everyone was secretly stunning. If it weren't for the instinct of the patrol dog animals, they might not even notice the enemy walking in front of them.

Shan Kuan distributed the four grenades he carried to two militiamen around him one by one. The one on the left was Zheng Daniu. Zheng Daniu was excited when he touched the grenade. He trained him to touch the trainer bullet that could not be sounded. This was the first time he threw the live bullet.

Shan Kuan distributed two grenades to two brave and big arms around him to train him

The correct bullets and another militiaman lowered the rifle with his right hand and pointed his palm forward and raised three fingers, which told the two that the bomb was thirty meters ahead. Seeing the two nodded, Shan Kuan held the grenade tightly in his right hand, biting the ignition ring on the grenade in his mouth, and gently stretching out five fingers with his left hand. With the help of the faint starlight, both of them saw Shan Kuan's five fingers constantly pulling down and reducing the numbers. When the last finger was pulled down, the three of them pulled away the ignition ring of the grenade at the same time, and threw it forward with their memory of the terrain and their daily training.

The three loud explosions of "Boom! Boom! Boom!" and the blooming fire flashed in front of the ambush. With the help of the flash, Shan Kuan saw about a squad of Soviet guerrillas overturned by a sudden blow.

Under the sudden attack, the Soviet guerrillas quickly counterattacked. The bullets spit out from the **sha submachine gun quickly suppressed several militia soldiers who fired at night and exposed the flames of the muzzle. The rapid-fired bullets immediately suppressed them so that they could not even lift their heads. Moreover, Shan Kuan also heard the "Oh" sound of pain all his life.

"Two pieces of sand, concentrate their firepower to hit the one on the left." After seeing two muzzles that kept spitting flames, Shan Kuan gave orders to the two people beside him because they were dropping bombs, so they didn't have time to shoot. The positions of the three people were not exposed. The two people around him immediately raised their guns to aim at the muzzle that was still spitting flames. Shan Kuan pulled the last grenade that caused the fire for one second and then threw it at another submachine gun. Two gunshots and an explosion sounded the submachine gun that threatened the militia team the most.

Amid the foreign language shouts on the opposite side, the Soviet guerrillas retreated, and Shan Kuan did not choose to pursue because Shan Kuan was not sure whether the other party was just about the number of such a squad. Moreover, he was only good at chasing during the day. He was really not sure how to pursue at night, so he did not choose to pursue.

Not long after, when I heard Jing's village, I immediately organized the remaining militia teams without patrol duty to come to reinforce. After gathering together, Dan Kuan was led by the militia captain, and then he cleaned the ambush position just now. He was busy with emergency rescue of the wounded because a militia was shot in the shoulder.

"Kill three, these two were killed on the spot, and this one died in the end. After being injured, they were dragged and crawled for about 100 meters before they died." The captain was a soldier who retreated from the team due to injuries. After searching the battlefield nearby, he dragged a corpse back. The **sand submachine gun on the corpse lit up the eyes of the bull.

"What a pity, there weren't a few bullets just now. I thought I could catch one and have a good time..." After checking the bullets on the body, the big bull smacked his lips and muttered, saying that he had only played with a single-shot tie rifle. He had always wanted to try the feeling of shooting continuously.

"Things, Daniu, these two guns are still so many more than ten bullets together. Next time you use this gun: one ticks, one ticks, one ticks, one ticks, one ticks, one ticks," Shan Kuan comforted Daniu.

"real!"

"Of course!" Dan Kuan ignored the fight between Daniu, who was holding the submachine gun in his arms like a man and letting other militias come up to touch the gun and other teammates, and Shan Kuan walked to the captain.

"Why don't Uncle Shan pursue him?" Shan Kuan asked about his relatives whom he respected the most.

"What did you find after seeing these corpses?" Uncle Shan turned his head and showed his old face with some vicissitudes of life.

"There is a shortage of ammunition and a shortage of food. The bodies carried insufficient guns and ammunition and did not see any food. What's more, the situation where the guerrillas came to the Maozi Village to find food and clothing this time was the information that someone in the Maozi Village wanted to live a better life." Shan Kuan replied to his discovery, and his eyes kept glancing at the village where the indigenous people left behind from the Soviet Union lived.

"Well, yes, for these Russians, if it were daytime, I would definitely let you chase you, but now it's night, the situation in the forest is unclear, so you can't go deeper, otherwise it would be a small matter to send food and ammunition to the Russians, and if they lose people, they will lose a lot! Wait, they have lost food and supplies. In the next few days, their bullet stocks in the forest will not even dare to fight prey!

Now there are people in their village who have begun to vote for us. You should pay attention to protecting these people and publicize their identities when appropriate to commend them so that they know that it is beneficial to listen to Chinese people to live a peaceful life. I will fight for you to win you no need to worry about the rewards. But be careful not to expose them all at once, and it will have an impact on future work development." Uncle Shan earnestly reminded Shan Kuan.

"We understand." Shan Kuan nodded seriously.

"Kuanzi, please pay more attention to it during this period. It's winter soon. These guerrillas lack food and winter clothes. If there is no food and winter clothes, I see how these Russians live in the snowy forest!! Playing guerrillas? I was in Shaanxi and the Japanese, the Central Army, Yan Laoxi, the Three Horses in the Northwest and the Southwest Army. Playing with me? I am an expert!!" Uncle Shan looked at the deeper and more depressed forest.
Chapter completed!