045 Sun Hao shot at the devils at the foot of the mountain. The devils are now retreating, and some devils are driving backwards because they received the orders from behind to ask them to retreat.

Now the Japanese know that the person on the other side is not easy to mess with. The first team suffered a loss at Sun Hao's hands, so it's better to retreat first.

"Da da da!" Sun Hao held the light machine gun and shot at all the Japanese who wanted to get close to the motorcycle.

Some Japanese wanted to ride motorcycles, but before they could get close, Sun Hao shot at them. When they arrived, the Japanese had ignored the motorcycles and continued to retreat backwards, while Sun Hao continued to shoot.

Until all the Japanese retreated, and Sun Hao immediately changed the place. Now he didn't know if the Japanese would shell the gun, and if they were shot, he would suffer a great loss.

On the city wall, Jiro Suzuhara and others looked at Sun Hao with a slight face, gritting their teeth and no one spoke. It was so hateful!

"Immediately, our soldiers, take the white flag, go to the north and west sides, and clean up the bodies of our soldiers. The bodies of yesterday have not been cleaned up yet!" Jiro Mizuhara stood there and spoke.

"Hi!" An officer heard it, nodded and went down.

"If we don't get rid of this person, we will never be able to kill the Eighth Route Army. This area is full of mountains and forests, which brings the best hiding place to the Eighth Route Army!

Moreover, it will threaten Datong City and at the same time pose a threat to Yangyuan County and Chahar, so we should find a way!" Kawano Hiroshino stood there and spoke.

"One of our corps was blocked by a man from the Eighth Route Army. It was a big joke when it was spread, and probably no one believed it!" Captain II frowned and said.

"If a large army is dispatched, he will continue to pull us into the mountains. If we don't chase us, he will continue to attack us. This will bring us huge casualties. No matter what we think of, as long as we fight with him, there will be casualties!" The captain of the third brigade spoke.

"Well, think of another way!" Jiro Mizuhara sighed in his heart when he heard this. Now the Eighth Route Army has placed the scouts at their door, and they have no choice!

"Actually, there is a way!" Kawano Hiroshino said while standing there.

"What's the solution?" Jiro Mizuhara said.

"He is a man after all. If we dispatch troops in three directions, and conducting feint attacks on the north can at least delay that person for a while, so that our other two directions can enter the mountains and search the people. However, the troops in the north need to take some risks and be careful!" Kawano Hiroshino was standing there, saying confidently.

"Yo Xi!" Jiro Mizuhara nodded with satisfaction when he heard this.

"In the afternoon, no, let our troops go out separately tomorrow. Humph, we must find the people, and the landlords from all over the country. They will not run away. If they find them, it will be easier!

In addition, the Chamber of Commerce will also send people here in the past few days to deliver a lot of goods. I believe that after a while, those people will not be scruples when they see that we have not massacred them. They will come to the city. At that time, we can further grasp the news about the Eighth Route Army outside the city." Jiro Suzuhara stood there and said confidently,

At this moment, Sun Hao had already come down from the mountain. After waiting for more than ten minutes, he found that the Japanese had not fired, so he bravely went down the mountain. He arrived next to the tricycle and shot at the Japanese soldiers who might still be alive.

"Baga!" The Japanese at the other side of the city gate saw a warrior dressed in gray in the distance, shooting at the soldiers lying on the ground, and cursing in anger!

"Hehehehehe, oh my motorcycle!" Sun Hao was very happy to put the gun behind his back, and then rode onto a motorcycle. When he fired, a loud noise sounded.

Sun Hao hung up the gear, then rode his motorcycle and then turned around, then stopped, and picked up the guns and ammunition of the Japanese on the ground, completely ignoring the Japanese who were a little far away. The Japanese could actually see Sun Hao, but they had no choice but to use guns and bombardment.

"Do you want to use artillery?" The captain of the second brigade looked at Jiro Mizuhara and asked.

"Is it too late? When we dragged the cannons out, he ran away and arranged cannons in the city. The shooting world could not reach such a close place!" Jiro Mizuhara stood there and spoke.

"Hi!" The captain of the second brigade nodded immediately when he heard this. Jiro Mizuhara continued to look at Sun Hao opposite him with a telescope. He wanted to remember Sun Hao's face.

But Sun Hao's face was dirty, with mud and gray, so I couldn't see clearly, because when Sun Hao was running here just now, he sweated a lot, and shot from behind, and sometimes he needed to roll around, which inevitably made the mud stick to his face and mixed with the juice of the weeds, making his face very dirty.

"Oh, there are so many motorcycles, what should I do? It's a pity to put them here!" Sun Hao said as he noticed, untied the belt from the Japanese, and then connected the motorcycles to four at once.

"Parase, motorcycle!" Sun Hao looked at his work and said proudly, then rode on it and drove to the north of his own.

Sun Hao was so proud of his riding on the motorcycle. He thought to himself that he finally didn't have to walk anymore. He was just proud. Sun Hao saw many Japanese officers on the west side, and Sun Hao waved to them with a smile!

"Baga! So arrogant!" Jiro Mizuhara gritted his teeth and cursed. Otherwise, if there is a motorcycle, it is fast. Sun Hao quickly rode his motorcycle to his hiding place in the north.

However, Sun Hao didn't dare to go up directly, but rode a motorcycle on the road and bypassed the mountains. The Japanese couldn't see it, so Sun Hao stopped.

Then he untied one of the belts and continued to ride the motorcycle back. There were several motorcycles there, and Sun Hao wanted to get them back! It would be a pity.

"Why didn't the squad leader come back? Why are you going there? You got a motorcycle!" Xizi asked in confusion when she saw Sun Hao appearing on the road again.

"Who knows!" Biaozi said, and after Sun Hao arrived in the west, the two soldiers guarding here, the uninjured ones came down.

"That, the Japanese are gone, the spoils on the mountain belong to you. By the way, will this person ride?" Sun Hao asked at the warrior pointing at the motorcycle.

"No, no! That's really giving us? There are dozens of guns!" The soldier looked at Sun Hao in surprise and asked.

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