In the darkness, a team was heading south quickly.

A group of small bandit leaders looked at the torches in the north in the dark.

The sound of rapid footsteps in the darkness came from afar, and a small leader asked in confusion: "Fourth Brother, do you think it was our reinforcements?"

The fourth brother next to him was indifferent: "If the Jia Baoan team is really here, this is their defense zone. Hehe, just let them be the scapegoat to lead us!"

"Is it the Eighth Route Army?

"What a bad Eighth Route Army, we are surrounded by the Eighth Route Army in the village. If there were so many Eighth Route Army on the plain, how could the commander have such a courage to fight with Eighth Route Army?"

Before the Fourth Head finished speaking, a black shadow ran over and was out of breath: "Report, there is a coming from the south... an Eighth Route Army team... sneak attacked the commander's... a reserve team..."

The bandits immediately stood there in a daze. Now they were having a big fuss. The company command was led by the Eighth Route Army?

A bandit muttered and interrupted the messenger's words: "Uh... fuck, there are really Eighth Route Army!"

The Sidao thought for a while: "Then... how are the commander and the others? What are you doing here? Should we retreat or add aid to the south?"

The messenger in the dark quickly continued: "The commander retreated to the west now. There are only more than one hundred people in the Eighth Route Army. Most of them are still holding big swords and shuttle flags. They are killed and injured by the commander and others... At least half of them are killed and injured.

The Eighth Route Army is also strong... At the end, our brothers have occupied the south side of the village and asked your team members from the north side to attack the village at all costs, so as to avoid long nights of dreams..."

"You just said that the Eighth Route Army from the south is more than one hundred?"

"It should be only so many, are there any other places? How can I know?"

The Siding Army was a little hesitant. At this time, when attacking the village, if an Eighth Route Army team suddenly appeared behind him, it would be difficult to deal with... I have to figure out the origin of the northern team first. The Siding Army was not vague and immediately issued an order: "

Liu Shiba, take people to the north immediately to take a look!"

"What's so good about it? Didn't we arrange for the yellow rats to be in the north... to be alert?" A small bandit leader led two bandit subordinates reluctantly to the team with torches in the north.

Time passes slowly in anxious waiting.

The situation on the plain is complicated, and there are not many connections between the bandits who surrender to the Japanese, which gives the Nine Camp the opportunity to take advantage of the troubled waters.

"Stop, what are you doing?" Ma Liang, who was walking south with his tired legs in front of the team, shouted to the three bandits in the south.

"Hehe, which part of you are from?" Seeing that the other party was crowded with people, the bandit leader held a rifle that pointed diagonally on the ground, so he had to ask with a stern finger.

"We?py security team, what are you doing?" Ma Liang said, deliberately giving in to the side. The torch in the team swayed behind the weasel. The small bandit leader on the opposite side could only see the general outline of the weasel in the dark.

, I couldn't see the expression on his face clearly.

"Oh, weasel, are we coming to slow down?"

The weasel next to Ma Liang was full of despair.

Behind him, a large-shot gun with a machine head was pressing on his back. He really didn't want to die, and no one was willing to die.

There is also an old lady in her fifties at home and a young wife whom she married before the Spring Festival. After becoming a bandit, she was first recruited by the National Army, and then followed the commander to join the Japanese again. There is also a house in Huang County. Life is

Although his life was not very good, the whole family survived.

He used to be a policeman in the county. Although he had never fought any major wars, he also shot the Japanese with a gun after the Japanese came. Later, countless companions like him were beaten to death by the Japanese. If it weren't for the smoke from the ancestral grave, he would have died long ago.

It's right.

If you scream with all your life now, it will definitely arouse the brother on the other side to be alert and shoot and warn! But you will definitely be shot and two shots from behind!

The legs were trembling, and the mind was buzzing. After several heavy and unpleasant breaths, I finally made up my mind: "They are the Jia headquarters of the Pu County Security Corps invited by Commander Wang to reinforce..."

"It's not so cold this day, you're trembling and trembling..." The little bandit leader who was relieved quickly turned around and ordered his subordinates next to him: "Go back and report quickly!"

Ma Liangshou left the holster of the holster, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, then took two steps forward, shook out two pieces, and handed the cigarettes to the little leader. Then, both sides began to be very "friendly" polite.

While the bandits in the north of the village were waiting anxiously, a black shadow finally ran back from the north, and roared in a low voice from a distance: "The weasel on guard in the north is in the middle of their team, and the young commander invited the Pu County security guard to reinforce.

The Jia headquarters of the regiment...will arrive!"

Hearing the reinforcements, the Simao family's heart immediately fell to the ground. They were overjoyed and looked at the bandit leaders who breathed a sigh of relief: "We have to make preparations now. Let's surround us first and wait until the security team in Pu County arrives.

, fight the village together!"

Listening to Ma Liang’s conversation with the bandit, he quickly got out of the general situation around the village.

The bandits in the north of the village have not yet moved, which means that the situation in the village is not as bad as expected.

The bandit leader didn't understand until his death: what would these friendly troops from Pu County attack him.

It was not until he saw the expression on the weasel's face before he died that he suddenly realized something...

Hu Yi led a team of soldiers in black to the east. Since Li Huanzhang could still hold on, as long as he had a central and flowery raid on the bandits in the north and east of the village, the bandits who followed him would be defeated immediately.

As for the reinforcements invited by bandits in the north, it is very likely to encounter Luo Fugui's team behind him. Now the strength of the Ninth Battalion has increased greatly. It is not the rhythm of the puppet army that has seen him and he will run away. He faces Luo Fugui and Li Xiang behind him.

I don’t worry much about dealing with those security groups!

Although I don’t know much about the specific situation of the bandits besieging the village, how they are actually deployed, everything is unknown. If there are no heavy firepower, there are only a few routines to encircle the village!

Judging from the gunfire in the east of the village, the bandits should have less than 100 people, so the east road is definitely a feint attack!

If both sides really get together in the dark night, it will be difficult for the enemy to identify the enemy and us. With the habit of bandits like to gather together, they will never be dispersed in the dark night. As a feint attack, the east of the village will never be divided into two levels.

Most of his forty soldiers under him have shell guns in his hands. As long as he can get close to the bandits, he will definitely catch him off guard!

Gunshots keep coming.

Fires were lit among the bandits next to the village and about two hundred meters east of the village, and the light shone the open space into a dusty area.

In a ditch about 300 meters north of the village, two bandits lying in the ditch wrapped in blankets were in a good mood. This time, the two brothers took a good job: to guard the team outside the team.

He had been staring at the darkness outside for a long time, and his eyes were sore, and the dense gunfire in the village could not stop him from dozing off alternately.

He lay on the ground and snored, occasionally awakened by the explosion of grenades in the village, then raised his hazy sleepy eyes to look at the desolate darkness, and took a nap in the gunshots again.

"There is a situation!" A bandit who was awakened by the grenade again shouted softly.

The one next to him ignored him and continued to snore.

The awakened man shook his head and stared at the darkness in the north with big eyes. He pulled the bolt and pushed the bullets into the load, and kicked the snoring man next to him on the thigh.

The man on the ground woke up and was sleepy: "Hey, brother, what's wrong?"

"Wake up quickly, beware, someone is here!"

The man next to him quickly turned around and pressed him on the ground, swaying and raising his rifle.

Looking in the direction his brother pointed next to him, under the fire in the village, a gray figure was tilted into the darkness of the open land more than 50 meters away...

"Who!" The team seemed to be about thirty meters, and the bandit on the ground shouted loudly.

There was a voice in the dark opposite: "Ahem... don't shoot, I'm a weasel, you're shouting."

"Aren't you in the north? Why are you here to do here?" Hearing the name of weasel, the alert bandits put their guns on the ground and climbed up from the ground and squatted.

The team continued to approach in the darkness: "The Young Commander asked us to join us and attack from the east of the village!"

"Hey, I said...what is wrong with your throat? Why does it sound like a dying duck screaming?" The bandit on the ground took out a cigarette from his pocket, scratched a match, and was about to light it.

Wow, a bullet from the village flew over as if he had eyes and directly penetrated into the bandit's forehead.

The bandit next to him watched his elder brother fall in front of him, and immediately frightened to death. He was stunned for a while, and immediately pulled his gun and fought back at the village!

"Ah, I'll kill you bastard!" He shot into the village, and the bandit quickly pulled his elder brother to mourn again: "Brother, don't scare me, if you leave, how can I live?

..”

The team that came slowly stopped beside the two people who were alive and dead.

The alive person looked up at the group of "bandit brothers" who had just come over: "What are you still standing there? Hurry up and shoot the Eighth Route Army in the village to kill and avenge my brother!"

A sweaty young man came out of the team. He was holding a bayonet rifle in his hand. He was staring at the howling person on the ground. Suddenly hesitated a little, then turned to look.

Hu Yi was holding a muffle gun next to him.

Hu Yi immediately stopped the soldier who was about to stab the bandit on the ground with a bayonet, stepped forward two steps, and looked at the bandit on the ground: "A person cannot be resurrected when he dies. If you want to take revenge, then take us over!"

The bandit on the ground noticed the difference between Hu Yi's accent and the bandits' accent... It was a bit similar to the old bandit Qi! He didn't care.

At this time, his mind was filled with the thought of revenge, and he didn't think so much!

I have long forgotten the team... I don’t seem to see the guy called “Weasel” who just spoke!

He directly put down his bandit brother who died so much that he could no longer die, stood up and his face was covered with ferocious expressions: "We will go directly into the village later. I swear to tear the eighth routes in the village into pieces!"

Thanks to Hanjiang Chuxue, Da Akan, and Iron Army for their rewards in 1992...

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