"Let's go too, remember not to clean up the traces first." Seeing Cheng Xiaoyi and others disappearing into the distance, Wu Ming waved his hand and walked in the opposite direction.

"I understand, if the Japanese can't keep up like this, that would be too stupid." Hu Qing followed Wu Ming closely with the radio station on his back.

"We can't let the Japanese get too close, nor can we let them chase them. This is not too easy." Wang Ying looked out as she walked.

"It's true." Wu Ming didn't reply, and said directly: "Ruoli is easy to say, but not very easy to do. He also wants to avoid suspicion from the Japanese. Hehe, if there is really no way, he has to fight and go and anger the Japanese."

Not long after Wu Ming and the others left, the devils led by Yamura Masata also arrived here. After carefully searching and identifying, Yamura became excited. The enemy should have been away from here for not long, and now they are getting closer and closer to the enemy.

Yamura did not pause at all and led the Japanese to chase them along the traces.

"Catch up." Wu Ming climbed onto the tree, looked carefully with a telescope, and gestured to Wang Ying and Hu Qing under the tree.

"Hurry, set some traps for the Japanese." Wang Ying took out a few grenades from her backpack, and set up thunders under the roots of the tree with Hu Qing.

"Don't bury too much." Wu Ming jumped out of the tree, "Two are enough, just irritate the Japanese."

After setting up the thunder, the three of them picked a path that seemed the most difficult to walk to continue running.

Yamura was chasing the Japanese, and a Japanese next to him suddenly tripped by something, and staggered and barely fell down. The Japanese looked back. A trace of white smoke was coming out from the grass that had just been exposed. With a "boom", the Japanese were blown up and their limbs were broken before they could be called. The power of the grenade affected the Japanese around them again. Two and three Japanese were injured and fell to the ground.

Yamura Masata was shocked by the sudden explosion and lay on the ground almost like a conditioned reflex. When the smoke of gunpowder dissipated, he shook his buzzing head and looked around, but there was no abnormality at all.

There was a small pit on the ground. I saw that it was a grenade that exploded. Yamura squatted down and looked carefully. Looking for something. Soon, he slowly pulled open the floating soil underground, grabbed a thin rope from the ground and looked at it carefully.

"Be careful at your feet." Yamura Masata stood up slowly and threw away the string in his hand. "The enemy should have discovered us, and they set up simple landmines with grenades."

"They went there." A Japanese man shouted at the footprints on the ground, looking up at Yamura.

"Catch up, the warriors of the Great Japanese Empire." Yamura Masata howled and rushed to the front.

Then Okamura led the responding Japanese to arrive, looking at the small pits blown out on the ground and the dark blood on the edges of the pit, frowned and ordered several Japanese to carry the wounded and dead bodies back. He also gave Yamura ahead the order to bite the enemy tightly at any cost.

In Okamura's opinion, since it has reached this point, it doesn't matter how much death it is. As long as you can kill Wang Busi, it's worth it. Besides, it's been so difficult to get close to the enemy so much, how can you give up because you are afraid of losses?

"The Japanese won't just chase after you all the time!" Hu Qing gently wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and asked.

"It's hard to say." Wu Ming smiled and looked back at her, and said, "The Japanese are stubborn by nature and will not give up easily."

"Then do we have to keep running?" Hu Qing widened his eyes and said, "Then can you eat or not, and you can't sleep."

"Silly!" Wang Ying poked Hu Qing from behind and said, "If you don't eat or drink, you can't stand it even if you don't have to fight."

"Haha." Wu Ming smiled relaxedly, "It's just now that I can't stand it. I remember when I was chased by someone, I ran for three days and three nights without closing my eyes. However, don't think too much about the Japanese. In front of me, the anti-stalking expert, I will waste some time on them. We can have a meal, maybe we can take a short nap!"

"It's easy to deal with when it's dark." Wang Ying looked at the sky and patted Hu Qing on the shoulder, "If you're tired, just say, I'll change the radio station with you."

"Not tired." Hu Qing shook his head, "What's this little thing? I can run all day with it on my back!"

When night fell, the Japanese who had been running for a long time stopped and turned their eyes to Masata Yamura. "Baga!" Yamura cursed angrily, grabbed a Japanese man who had recently slapped him twice. After two "bang, bang" sounds, the other Japanese devils suddenly lost their unfair thoughts. Then Yamura led the Japanese to continue chasing forward.

"It's really a ghost!" Wu Ming chuckled and shook his head, and said to Wang Ying and Hu Qing: "You two run over there, find a place to take a rest, and I will lead the Japanese to another place."

"It's not good." Wang Ying was stunned for a moment, disagreeing with Wu Ming's method, "Let's stay together. I guess the Japanese won't last long, and they should stop and rest later."

Hu Qing nodded repeatedly and agreed: "Yes, the sky is getting darker and darker. How can the Japanese identify the traces? How can they chase after you if you can't tell them?"

Wu Ming nodded with a smile, grateful for their feelings, "Okay, let's run for a while, and set up a few more thunders while it's dark, and let the Japanese stop when they are in trouble! If the Japanese insist on chasing them, they have to do it according to my method."

"Boom!" Another Japanese man won the lottery, and two or three fell down beside him. Yamura Masata was also shocked. The grenade exploded beside him. After hesitating for a moment, Yamura Masata still gritted his teeth and continued to chase people forward.

"Your Excellency Yamura, are you using a flashlight? The light here is getting darker and darker?" A Japanese squad leader asked carefully.

Yamura Masata thought for a while and said furiously: "Baga, do you want to kill everyone? The other party's shooting skills are very powerful. Don't you know?"

The Japanese around him didn't dare to say anything, so they had to continue walking forward silently.

A Japanese pulled away the branches blocking the front, and the three grenades stuck on the opposite tree fell down with white smoke. "Boom, boom, boom" Three violent explosions in succession caused the Japanese to suffer great casualties.

Yamura Masao stood up too hard. His right hand was injured and his command knife fell to the ground. "Baga." He cursed angrily. It was already dark. It was very difficult to find the traps and mines set by the enemy. Although he could barely continue chasing him, according to the information, his opponent's marksmanship was very good.

After hesitating for a while, Yamura Masata sent someone to ask Keino Okamura, who was behind, and reported on the continuous attacks, asking Okamura to decide on the next step.

Okamura also had a headache. Not only did it become difficult to find the enemy's traces in the dark night, but it was also attacked continuously. In addition, he ran away hungry for a long time and was indeed a little tired, so he should take a break.

But after stopping like this, he was a little worried, fearing that the enemy would escape without a trace in the darkness and lose the opportunity to surround and kill. After thinking about it, a cunning smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "The Japanese stopped and are cooking!" Hu Qing turned around and looked at the stars of fire in the distance, and smiled with relief.

"Let's take a break too!" Wang Ying wiped her sweat and handed the towel to Wu Ming.

"Hi, what are you thinking?" Wu Ming looked into the distance in a daze, not paying attention to the towel Wang Ying handed over. Wang Ying couldn't help but push him gently.

"Haha." Wu Ming came to his senses, took Wang Ying's towel, but did not wipe his sweat, but pointed to the distance and asked, "Why are the Japanese igniters? Are they so kind-hearted that they told us not to run away and to rest, they have stopped."

Wang Ying was stunned for a moment, blinked her eyes and fell into deep thought.

"I suspect there is something wrong here." Wu Ming frowned and said, "The Japanese will not play with me any secret crossings to Chen Cang, right?"

"If you have a problem, it seems we can't rest." Wang Ying raised her head, pointed to the ignition light in the distance, and said, "Why don't you dare to light the ignition or use a flashlight to continue chasing? Is there another roundabout Japanese who touched the black and wanted to surround us while we were relaxing?"

"It's very possible." Wu Ming agreed: "We have to work harder and change direction and jump out. If the Japanese chase them, we will use the radio to lure the Japanese here."

"This time we must be more careful not to collide with the Japanese detours." Wang Ying stepped forward and was about to remove the radio from Hu Qing.

"What are you doing?" Hu Qing pushed Wang Ying's hand away unhappily, "I'm so strong, I look down on me!"

"I'll carry it on my back with great strength." Wu Ming smiled and joked: "No need to fight. It's only been a long time, and we will have to carry it in the future."

Just as Wu Ming thought, Okamura ordered Masata Yamura to ignite the fire and wanted to stabilize the escaped enemy. After a little rest, two roundabout Japanese soldiers began to act in the dark and surrounded them from both left and right directions.

"Hehe, if the plan is successful, you will be in my control as soon as the sky is dawn. Let's see where you can run?" Okamura looked at the dark forest in front and sneered.
Chapter completed!