He went down the mountain overnight and sent His Excellency Kobayashi to the hospital with a car." Kawashi ordered. Although he wanted to withdraw his troops and ended this boring and dangerous pursuit game, he did not have the orders above and retreated without permission, which was enough for him to go to the military court. He did not have such courage.

"Send away the seriously injured people, and ask for the next action of the next step of the way." Kawashi said, waved to a team leader, "You take it," and pondered for a moment. Kawashi continued, "Take a squad escort, you must ensure the safety of the Lord Kobayashi." He thought that the area down the mountain was a searched area, which should be safe, but the troops left on the mountain must maintain combat effectiveness. This place is too dangerous. If you are not careful, the tragic fate of the Nagano team will come to him.

Due to this search and suppression, only two stretchers were brought, and only one Japanese who was almost injured was almost dead. Only those with high status like Kobayashi Ikka enjoyed this special treatment.

Wu Ming quickly stepped forward and picked a thin wounded man who looked thin. He bent down with a smile on his face, "Come on, I'll carry you down the mountain!"

"Thank you, thank you." The Japanese man who had one leg hurt thanked him repeatedly and lay on Wu Ming's back.

"No need to thank you." Wu Ming was polite, but he was ruthless in his heart. "You dare to let me carry you on my back later. You will know that it is amazing. I will kill you, a bastard. Damn, why don't you blow up your legs to reduce the weight."

There were thirteen Japanese soldiers escorting them, four of them carried stretchers, and six of them were carrying people on their backs. There were two medical soldiers, and there were twenty-five of them with combat effectiveness. The wounded soldiers could be killed by one of them. Walking down the mountain, Wu Ming's eyes were rolling, thinking about how to destroy these Japanese soldiers and get rid of Kobayashi Yiguang.

But the Japanese guy Wu Ming was carrying was a silly mouth. Perhaps out of gratitude, he always talked to Wu Ming in a mess. At first, Wu Ming responded a few words, but later he was really upset.

"Quiet." Wu Ming suddenly lowered his voice and pointed to the woods next to him with some nervousness, "Stop talking, I seemed to see a black shadow flashing just now."

"Ah!" The Japanese were startled and stared at Wu Ming's fingers with wide eyes.

Several Japanese in charge of escorting were also nervous, holding guns, observing carefully, and slowing down.

"I'll go and take a look. Maybe it's a hare." Wu Ming volunteered to put the wounded soldier on his back gently on a big stone, took off the rifle from his shoulder, and put a bayonet on it.

An old Japanese man with a beard was hesitating. If someone lurked beside him, it would be a real threat, but entering this dark forest is also very dangerous!

"How can the Great Japanese Imperial Army be frightened by the cowardly and despicable Chinese people?" Wu Ming said passionately: "I can just go alone, let the Chinese people see what the real Bushido spirit is." After that, he turned around and rushed into the mountains and forests.

"Saito, Yamaguchi, don't go too deep." The old devil showed an admiration in his eyes and ordered his two subordinates to follow Wu Ming, "You carry the wounded on your back, let's continue moving forward." He pointed at the other devil and ordered.

Wu Ming trotted into the depths of the woods with his waist. He listened to the footsteps behind him, and a grim smile hung on the corner of his mouth. He put on the last steel cone. In front of him was your burial place.

The two Japanese followed and found Wu Ming squatting on the ground, staring at something with concentration.

"What did you find?" The two Japanese came over and Yamaguchi asked in confusion.

"Look here and look carefully." Wu Ming pointed to a cluster of dead grass, stood up, and said seriously.

"Oh." The two Japanese immediately squatted down, widened their eyes, and stared at the clump of dead grass.

Wu Ming took a step back and kicked Yamaguchi hard on the back of the head. The hardness of the big-headed shoe and Wu Ming's foot strength, Yamaguchi's humming plunged into the dead grass without even humming. Saito turned around in shock, and a sharp bayonet stabbed into his neck accurately.

"Silly B,: +The lifeless eyes stabbed the Yamaguchi twice again.

The Japanese in a squad were divided into three parts, and the three people were leading the way in front, the squad leader, machine gun shooter, and deputy shooter. There were five Japanese on both sides escorting the two wings of the injured team. Due to the burden of the wounded and the darkness and slippery road, the speed of progress was very slow, and the team was getting bigger and bigger.

"It's not too short, they won't be in trouble, right?" The Japanese man with his leg injured turned around and asked worriedly.

"It should be okay?" the old Japanese frowned and said uncertainly: "If there is anything, they will fire a gun to warn."

At this time, footsteps came from behind, and Wu Ming quickly followed.

"Where is Yamaguchi and Saito?" The old devil came up, looked behind Wu Ming, and asked anxiously.

"We caught a Chinese man." Wu

He pointed behind him with a strong anger, "Yamaguchi Kwan and Saito Kwan were escorting people, leaving me and let me come back to report the news first."

"Yo Xi." The old devil was immediately happy. After about two hundred people struggled for a long time, not only did they lose their soldiers and generals, but they didn't even see the appearance of the Chinese man clearly. Now they caught one, which was a great contribution.

"You go first." The old devil waved his hand at the devil who carried the wounded, "I'm waiting for Yamaguchi and Saito here."

"That Chinese man is very cunning, hiding in a pile of dead grass, tying explosives to a dog..." Wu Ming told the story vividly, and suddenly pointed with his hand, "Look, Yamaguchi Kwan and Saito Kwan are here."

The old Japanese looked up and saw only the dark forests. The wind blew the branches and rustled, and there was no trace of someone else.

A big hand quickly reached out from behind, covered his mouth, and his neck cooled, and blood splattered out. The old Japanese struggled for a few moments, and his consciousness and energy quickly lost with the blood.

"We have to speed up." Wu Ming said to himself, "If it's dawn, it will be difficult." After that, he looked at the corpse of the old Japanese on the ground and smiled, "I have no objection to borrow your blood to use, right?"

Wu Ming quickly put on his makeup, accelerated his pace, and caught up with the Japanese guarding the left wing.

"Where is Senior Dapu?" A Japanese soldier looked at Wu Ming in confusion, "What's going on with you?"

"We were attacked." Wu Ming looked anxious, "Dapu Jun asked me to come and find someone to reinforce."

"But why didn't..." The Japanese frowned and looked behind. Push, Wu Ming's dagger pierced into his stomach and added coldly, "There is no gunshot, right?" After saying that, he stroked horizontally, and the colorful internal organs fell out of his body. "Ao" the Japanese screamed, holding the garbage in both hands and stuffing it into his stomach.

Wu Ming ignored it anymore, held a dagger in his hand, and flew towards the Japanese soldiers carrying the wounded.

After a short fight of more than ten seconds, three corpses fell at Wu Ming's feet. Wu Ming pulled the body of the Japanese wounded, wiped the blood on his face, leaned on the corpse and began to lie down and pretend to be dead. I believe that no one would hear that scream. Look at a few people who came to die in a while.

Not long after, after a chaotic footsteps, five Japanese soldiers ran over, looked at the corpses on the ground in surprise, looking at each other, not knowing what was going on.

"Zhi, Zhina." Wu Ming, who was lying on the ground, suddenly moaned and said intermittently: "Da, Dapu Jun, you have already chased after him." While saying that, he raised his hand with difficulty and pointed into the woods.

A Japanese sergeant nodded and said to the medical soldier next to him: "Please take care of him and I will take people to see him. It's really strange. Why didn't Dapu shoot and indicate the location?"

The four Japanese searched carefully into the woods and moved forward. Wu Ming suddenly grinned at the Japanese who was checking his injuries beside him, his mouthful of white teeth was particularly eye-catching.

"Boom" and "Boom", the four Japanese were suddenly attacked by grenades from behind. Before the smoke of gunpowder dissipated, Wu Ming rushed up and swung the shell gun and added a few shots. Then he quickly ran back to the spot and lay down to pretend to be dead.

After the three Japanese who were rushing over were attacked by Wu Ming, the Japanese squad leader who was escorting the wounded did not dare to send people here anymore and discussed with several Japanese.

There are two choices in front of the Japanese squad leader. The first is to wait on the spot, wait for reinforcements on or below the mountain, or go down the mountain after dawn; the second is to throw down all the wounded first, carry only Kobayashi's light, and use the forces of a piece of equipment that he has put together to escort down the mountain.

Wu Ming was not idle. At this time, he was wearing two white shirts that had been taken off from the Japanese, and his legs were torn off with white cloth strips and wrapped around him, wandering around the Japanese team like a cheetah, seizing the opportunity to keep killing the Japanese with cold guns.

"Baga." After falling down the third Japanese, the Japanese squad leader finally rudely interrupted his subordinates' opinions. "Your Excellency Kobayashi's injuries cannot be delayed, and we are here waiting for reinforcements. What's the difference between waiting for reinforcements? Can reinforcements fly?" He said and pointed to the direction of the gunshot. "Didn't you see it? He was a sharpshooter, and he was very good at disguising. Staying in place would only make him wipe me out one by one."

"Leave all the wounded here, each of them sends a grenade." The Japanese squad leader glanced at the Japanese wounded soldiers sitting together not far away, and said without any emotion: "Yokonta, you are responsible for setting up a line of defense to block the Chinese people's pursuit with all your might. Ono, Du Shan and I escort Your Excellency Kobayashi."

"Hayi." Several Japanese devils answered in unison.
Chapter completed!