Eighty miles away from Cangyun Ridge.

A local armed force was marching quietly along the path.

The team led a middle-aged man, short, honest and small eyes rolling around. He also had a white headscarf on his head, which was stained with dust.

There are more than twenty team members behind them, and they are all strong men. They are generally short in their bodies.

They wandered in the valley, walking specifically to places where people might be hidden. Whenever they arrived at a place, they would shout loudly: "Friends, fellow villagers, we are the Eighth Route Army! We are back! You are safe and can come out!"

The result was no response.

All the people around had already retreated.

It was not until they came to a place called Yushugou that they finally met people.

However, it was more than a dozen ordinary people in Yushugou who accidentally got lost and missed the time to retreat. Some people took the risk to come back, thinking that the Japanese would not come here.

"Members, fellow villagers, we are the Eighth Route Army guerrillas..."

"Eighth Route Army?"

The people of Yushugou finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It turned out to be the Eighth Route Army guerrillas! Now, I don’t need to worry at all.

If you look closely at these Eighth Route Army guerrillas, their clothes were torn and there were many patches. They also had straw sandals on their feet. Many people's straw sandals were cracked.

Believe it without doubt.

It must be the Eighth Route Army guerrillas.

"Membersman, where is your local party organization?" asked the guerrilla captain.

"I'll take you to find it at Shibalipu." The fellow villagers in Yushugou were very enthusiastic. They took out the few leftover food to entertain the guerrillas.

Soon after, they mixed up and headed to the retreating assembly point: Shibalipu.

The simple and simple people of Yushugou did not notice that behind them, there were more than a dozen guerrillas. They also brought small radio stations.

The silent radio waves quietly conveyed the location of Shibalipu.

...

"Yoshino, what did you gain from this trip to Taiyuan?"

"Shame, I disappointed your Colonel. I was eliminated in the first round of selection. Please forgive me."

"You are an imperial warrior, what's the crime? Who are the people who went to select?"

"There are 20th Division, 37th Division, 38th Division, 106th Division, 112th Division, and several lieutenants from the aviation corps..."

"Yoshino-kun, are you sure it's an aviation force?"

"King Colonel, I'm sure. They are all from the 21st Air Force."

"Ah, this Colonel Yamamoto..."

Nobute Sakata seemed to be a little moved.

He actually didn't know Yamamoto, but he had heard of the name.

There was a rumor at some point that Yamamoto Ichiki was a close relative of the Navy's 56 General Yamamoto.

Fortunately, someone finally denied the rumors. Otherwise, I was afraid that Yamamoto Ichiki would be transferred to the reserve service immediately. How could the Navy Malu come to the Army to serve as a special operations expert? He also went to Germany to study? Malu dies...

"Your Excellency Colonel Yamamoto has some new theories, which are refreshing..."

"Yoshino-kun, are you talking about small team combat? Our wing has also started. Your friend, Ogawa-kun is practicing."

"Ogawa-kun..."

"The mission is kept confidential."

"I understand. My Excellency the United Captain, I can join the battle now."

"I guess you won't be able to use your attack. I heard about the gunshot just now, the Eighth Route Army had been wiped out by us. Watanabe's gunshot technique should be trustworthy."

"Of course. He is the best shooting skills in our wing. Unfortunately, he is unwilling to leave the wing to participate in the Yamamoto Agents selection. If he goes, he will definitely..."

Yoshino Kojiro's voice came to an abrupt end.

However, Chief of Staff Uratoshi Nakasa rushed over, his face a little dark.

"Urato-kun, is there any bad news?" Sakata Nobuteo asked calmly and calmly, "But I really can't think of any bad news."

"Old Captain, Watanabe Saburo is injured." Uratoshi Nakasa whispered, "most of the cum shots he brought with him also lost."

"Nani?" Nobute Sakata stood up in disbelief, "How is it possible? Impossible!"

"I have sent someone to snatch Saburo Watanabe back. But he can no longer speak. He just hasn't died yet. The military doctor said..."

"I'll go and have a look!"

Nobute Sakata could no longer calm down.

Watanabe Saburo is the best shooting skills in the entire wing. No one can surpass him.

Send him out to launch a deadly precise rifle attack on the Eighth Route Army. As long as the Eighth Route Army dares to emerge, they will be shot dead. This will greatly impact the morale of the Eighth Route Army.

How could such an elite subordinate break into Cangyunling?

Could it be that what they are facing is the legendary Zhu De Guard Regiment? It is the most elite unit of the Eighth Route Army?

Even Zhu De himself may be nearby?

Unfortunately, Sakata Nobute did not see the last time Saburo Watanabe.

When Sakata Nobuteo came to Saburo Watanabe, he had already died.

A bullet shot into his jaw and penetrated from the back of his neck. After seeing it, the military doctor shook his head. This was impossible to rescue him.

"Who is it?"

“Who is it?”

Nobuchet Sakata's face suddenly became extremely ferocious.

Watanabe Saburo's death made him extremely irritated. He felt that he had encountered a powerful opponent.

I never expected that in this inconspicuous Cangyun Ridge, I would lose so many elites. Not only did Watanabe Saburo break up, but all the dozen elite archers sent out with Watanabe Saburo were broken up.

Zhu De Guard Corps!

It must be Zhu De’s guard regiment!

It must be the most elite unit of the Eighth Route Army in Cangyunling!

Yoxi...

I'm going to catch a big fish!

"I guess there are many primitive shooters in the Eighth Route Army." Urato Nakasa said slowly, "We have discovered a total of 18 shooting positions."

"In other words, there are at least eighteen sensual archers in the Eighth Route of China?" Sakata Nobute's eyes showed fierce light.

"This is the data obtained by combining all observation post statistics."

"Baga! The Chinese people, the Balulu, were dead! I want to destroy them all!"

Nobuche Sakata drew out his command knife with a silence.

He was furious.

"Colonel, there may be only one enemy." Yoshino Kojiro suddenly said.

"Nani?" Sakata Nobutetsu and Uratogoro couldn't help but turn their heads in shock.

"If my guess is correct, this stinger of the Eighth Route Army adopts the method of constantly changing positions and shooting. This is also what Colonel Yamamoto Kazuki mentioned repeatedly."

"What does it mean to constantly change positions?"

"It is to design a retreat route before shooting to prevent the enemy from counterattacking and avoid being hit by the enemy."

"You mean to run away immediately after shooting, right?"

"It's not about running away. It's about maneuvering!"

"Baga!"

Nobute Sakata raised his hand and slapped him heavily on Yoshino Kojiro's face.

anger.

Even more angry.

He is no longer Onojun! He is a coward!

Yamamoto Ichiki is the same! Only cowards will escape in a mess after firing the gun!

How could the Great Japanese Imperial Army do such a humiliating thing?

Even a navy red deer cannot be so timid!

"Colonel..." Yoshino Kojiro was stunned and was at a loss.
Chapter completed!