The people brought by Tsukata had already lost nearly half of them, and were suddenly attacked by Czech-style armed forces. In addition, his own injuries were not light, which made him panic.

Fortunately, when the two crooked players brought were fired quickly, the fierce firepower suppressed the enemy's attack, giving him some chance to breathe.

"Captain, the firepower of the enemies attacking us is not strong, but their identities are unknown and the number of people is unknown. For your safety, we must retreat immediately."

A sergeant beside Tsukada said anxiously that he and another soldier had been blocking Tsukada's face, which was also the reason why he dared to speak like this. Tsukada, who claims to be the most loyal samurai of the emperor, was most disgusted with escaping. If he was lying on the ground or hiding behind a cover and saying this, then what was waiting for him would definitely be Tsukada's slaps or heavier punishment.

Tsukata was not afraid of the enemy's attack. From the gunshot just now, it should be the only armed forces of a small force, and the number of people would never be much. But now he was injured, especially when he breathed, he could hear the strange sound from his throat, which made his scalp feel numb. This was what he couldn't stand the most and also what made him feel the most fearful.

Tsukada was already anxious to go back to find a doctor. The attacking enemy and the sergeant's words happened to be an excuse to retreat. Without saying a word, he waved his hand and turned around and retreated first.

The armed forces attacking the Japanese in the forest did not pursue them, and let Tsukada retreat with the remaining Japanese soldiers.

The first person who walked out of the forest was Qingsong. He did not wear a green long gown as before, but dressed as a farmer who went to the field to work. The ones who came out were all dressed by farmers, and there were 20 or 30 people. The weapons in these people were all kinds of weapons, not only the Japanese 38 covers, but also the Zhongzheng and Hanyang, as well as old sleeves, and even people holding bird guns and shuttle marks. The strong young man closest to Qingsong was holding a Czech style, which was a bit surprising. This also explains why they did not pursue the Japanese. With these weapons, as long as Tsukada and others counter-ambush, most of them would probably die. It is also a blessing that Jiang Ping and the others consumed a lot of the vitality of Tsukada and the group of people, otherwise they would not be scared away.

Looking at the corpses and weapons on the corpses, the people carrying bird guns and shuttle marks were as jealous as if they had seen gold, silver and treasures. A few of them were trying to pick them up, but they were glared by the middle-aged man on the other side of Qingsong and all retreated back into the team.

Although these people seem to be a group of mobs, they are very organized and disciplined and are not comparable to ordinary teams.

Qingsong didn't pay attention to these details. After coming out of the forest, he ran to Jiang Ping and called anxiously: "Comrade Jiang Ping, Comrade Jiang Ping..."

"Chief, is this woman our comrade?" asked the sturdy young man holding a machine gun.

Qingsong nodded heavily and said, "She is a very important comrade in the organization, we must save her." While he spoke, he reached out to Tan Jiangping's breath and the pulse in his neck, and a look of surprise appeared on his face: "She is still alive!"

The middle-aged man slowly helped Jiang Ping up his upper body, and he first discovered the wound behind Jiang Ping.

"Chief, her wound is still bleeding."

The strong young man holding the machine gun also saw it and pointed at the bleeding wound and exclaimed.

Qing Song frowned deeply. He was not disgusting the strong young man's surprise, but worried about the severity of Jiang Ping's injury. He took off the cloth belt tied to Jiang Ping's back, which was still bleeding due to a bayonet, then picked her up and said, "Go back quickly, I'm afraid she will lose too much blood, and she will..."

Qingsong didn't finish everything. Although he was a Communist and did not believe in evil sayings such as ghosts and gods, at this moment of life and death, he still chose not to say unlucky words.

"Sweep the battlefield quickly." Seeing that Qingsong was already carrying Jiang Ping on the way, the middle-aged man in charge finally gave this order, but he and the strong young man holding the machine gun did not pick up the gun, but helped Qingsong.

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Wu Xiaoqi ran forward like crazy, and Deng Kun and the others complained so quickly that no one could imagine that alone could run so fast in the snow.

The gunshots in front of him had stopped, which made Wu Xiaoqi even more anxious. He would definitely not stop if he didn't see Sister Ping's people and if he didn't see her safely.

"Boy, please slow down!"

Deng Kun shouted in panting, the white air that was exhaled from his mouth was very heavy, which showed how hard he was.

Wu Xiaoqi ignored the shouting behind him and ran forward in a hurry until there were about a dozen yellow dots on the road ahead.

Wu Xiaoqi has good eyesight. These yellow dots may be just blurry dots in the eyes of others, but in his eyes, there are clear Japanese figures.

Sister is finished! Something must have happened to my sister! The Japanese soldiers have returned. Is it necessary to think about what the result will be from Sister Ping? Wu Xiaoqi was almost desperate, and the force that supported him disappeared. His feet could no longer support his body weight. He was like a tree that was cut down, falling straight on the snow.

When Deng Kun and the others followed him, they could already see the embarrassing figures of the Japanese soldiers. Qingsong and the others' surprise attack still put great pressure on these Japanese soldiers. Although they did not catch up, Tsukada and the others were still very embarrassing.

"Hurry and help carry him into the woods."

The Japanese were already very close. Before Deng Kun could breathe, he asked his two subordinates to carry Wu Xiaoqi, who looked like mud, into the forest by the roadside.

When Deng Kun and the others took turns to carry Wu Xiaoqi to the place where Jiang Ping fought with the Japanese, except for the bloodstains on the beach, there were only a pile of naked Japanese corpses piled up in the ditch on the side of the road.

The armed battlefield brought by Qingsong was "cleaned" thoroughly, and even the clothes on the Japanese corpses were peeled cleanly.

What about Jiang Ping, Xiao Cao and the others? Deng Kun did not find his own body in the corpse, which made him very uneasy. He would not be stupid enough to think that Jiang Ping and the others could kill so many Japanese devils and escape without any hesitation.

"Captain, there is a new grave here." The less injured anti-traitor team member shouted in the woods.

Deng Kun left Wu Xiaoqi who was supported by him and ran into the forest with the remaining team member. The three of them worked together to open the large grave that had been piled up with snow. It was indeed a group of members of their own group.

"They are all dead, all dead!" The two team members wailed in grief. Although their relationship with these dead companions may not be very good in the past, what is revealed at this moment is definitely real sadness and sorrow.

"Where is Jiang Ping? There is no body of her here. She is not dead, she should not die!" Deng Kun's eyes were filled with tears, but the discovery that there was no Jiang Ping in the body made him extremely happy, and even burst into tears and laughed.
Chapter completed!