Tsukada is leading twenty or thirty soldiers to pursue the city. In the snowy weather, there is still a lot of snow on the road, and the messy footprints are the best guide for tracking.

The bodies of the six imperial soldiers killed at the city gate have not yet completely cooled down, which shows that the woman and her accomplices have just left the city. From the mouths of those traitors who are still lying on the base of the city wall and dare not move, Tsukada not only confirmed his judgment, but also learned that there are only a few opponents, which is also the biggest reason why he dared to chase out of the city with these twenty or thirty soldiers.

He believed that with his well-trained elite soldiers of the Imperial Army, he would soon catch up with the people who fled in panic.

"When I catch you, I must peel you." Tsukada was upset by Zhang Tong and Hu Hantang's case these days and couldn't sleep or eat. Now, Jiang Ping and the others have killed six imperial soldiers, which makes him hate Jiang Ping and her companions to the core. It is no exaggeration to say that if he is really caught, he will probably be worse than death.

As Tsukada was urging the soldiers to speed up their advance, he suddenly fired a cold gun from the forest.

The bullet almost stroked the tip of Tsukada's nose with a scorching trajectory. Although it shocked him, he was not panicked.

The people in the forest just wanted to hold back their pursuit. This was Tsukada's first reaction. Whether he was a squad leader in the field brigade or a captain of the military police squadron with Commander Miyamoto, he had encountered this situation. Chinese soldiers and agents often did not sacrifice themselves in exchange for more important companions' safety. In his opinion, this shot in the forest was for such a purpose. Fortunately, with the protection of the great god Amaterasu, the bullet shot from the damn cold gun failed to hurt himself. This person who fired the cold gun should be damned, but the woman who fled wildly in front was the most important. He suppressed the urge to tear the cold gun to tear apart the people in the forest with his own hands, and stopped the soldiers and soldiers who were drilling into the forest: "Kun Kamiya, take four people to the forest to kill the one who fired the gun, and the others followed me to continue chasing."

Wu Xiaoqi lies on his back in the thick snow. Apart from his nose and mouth, his whole body is still outside the snow. Other parts of his body are mixed with the vast white snow.

Wu Xiaoqi was just weak and exhausted, his mind and ears were still very clear. He could hear the ghosts shooting into the forest, and could hear the sound of the ghosts entering the forest. His plan was successful. After the Japanese entered the forest, they would not be able to catch up with Sister Ping again. She would be very safe. Although it was not the one who brought the Japanese into the forest, but he didn't care about him. As long as they entered the forest, even if his plan was successful, Wu Xiaoqi was happy when he thought of this. He didn't care about the desperate situation that Deng Kun and the other two were about to face.

But when a series of footsteps passed by the road not far away, Wu Xiaoqi suddenly became depressed. Although it was not certain that it was the footsteps of the Japanese, who else could it be except the Japanese?

When a person's original expectations and longings were shattered, what's the difference between it and a walking zombie? Wu Xiaoqi is like this now. He is probably not even as good as a walking zombie. At least he can still walk, but he is lying in the snow and unable to move. There is no greater sorrow than death in his heart. If Wu Xiaoqi has a choice, he would rather use his death to exchange for more time for Sister Ping and the others to escape, but after the footsteps, he realized that he had no way to stop the enemy's footsteps.

The Japanese passing by did not find his existence, and the Japanese chasing into the forest did not find his existence. Wu Xiaoqi seemed to have been forgotten by everyone. If he had not heard the gunshots in the forest, he would even suspect that he was already a dead person.

Wu Xiaoqi's body became colder and colder, and his limbs were almost gone. He only looked at the sky blankly, and the heat exhaled from his mouth and nose became less and less. Although he did not understand the statements of vital signs, he knew that the snow in the forest was most likely to be his place to bury himself. Death was really not that scary for Wu Xiaoqi. The only thing that made him afraid and fear was Sister Ping's safety, and Xiao Si. Will he keep his promise and protect Sister Ping with his life?

I don’t know when it started, snowflakes floated in the sky again, just like reeds blown by the wind and scattered in the air, with a shocking beauty. Wu Xiaoqi lay quietly on the snow, watching the snowflakes falling to his side, on his face, and on his eyelashes. He wanted to close his eyes just now, but a voice in his heart was calling to him: Can’t sleep, can’t sleep, sister is still waiting for you to save her!

Yes, I can't fall asleep. I have my sister. She said she would wait for me. At this moment, the beauty of the past with Sister Ping was just like a movie flashing in Wu Xiaoqi's mind. Of course, the scene of Sister Ping using her body to help her warm herself that night inevitably rose in front of Wu Xiaoqi's eyes.

Sister Ping is already his last spiritual pillar. It can also be said that this woman who appeared beside him a few months ago has now become the focus of Wu Xiaoqi's attention and the focus of life.

Wu Xiaoqi didn't notice that just as he was thinking about it, the forest was silent, with no gunshots and no arrogant clamor of the Japanese soldiers.

"Captain, this kid should be dead, his eyes are still moving."

A voice suddenly sounded beside Wu Xiaoqi, and there were three people who appeared with this voice, namely Deng Kun and his two subordinates.

Wu Xiaoqi turned his head slightly, looked at them, and without saying a word, he returned to his previous appearance, staring blankly at the snowflakes falling in the sky.

"Hey, this kid is not dead." The man who spoke before spoke again.

"No matter whether he dies or not, this kid is a traitor and almost kills us. If I ask me, he will be considered light if he kills him with one shot." Another voice was filled with resentment.

The two men of Deng Kun were talking. When they exchanged fire with the Japanese in the forest, they all had a lottery. Although it would not endanger their lives, they still settled the accounts on Wu Xiaoqi's head.

"Thanks!"

Although Wu Xiaoqi's voice said this was very weak, Deng Kun and the other three could hear it clearly.

"Is this kid stupid or has a brain disease? I'm going to break him up, and he said thank you."

"He is not stupid. Compared to the pain of freezing to death in the snow, being shot is easier. This kid is a bit interesting!" This was Deng Kun's voice. He looked at Wu Xiaoqi looking up at the sky with interest, as if he wanted to see through him, what kind of person he was.

Unfortunately, he couldn't see through it. After Wu Xiaoqi said those two words, he stopped talking, like a dead person, and didn't even move his eyes.

"Please help him up."

"Captain, are you going to take him away?"

"That's right."

"But……"
Chapter completed!