"White people who drive donkeys in the West always refuse to leave. The whip is useless. They hang a string of carrots in front of the donkey's eyes and kiss it on the lips. The stupid donkey thought that the radish could reach the mouth after taking a step forward. So they continued to move forward step by step. The more they bit their mouth, the more they would drive their feet. They walked another stop without realizing it. Whether it could eat these radishes at that time depends on the donkey's happiness." Zhao Zhicheng told the story with great interest.

"It's not nice." Xu Feng protested first: "The country people also use this method. They can use any carrots. It's enough to use a small handful of grass."

"I think the donkeys who come to the West have a high taste." Wan Laohua made a comeback. "Miyamoto's donkey is also very cunning. But tomorrow night is his death. Let's study it carefully."

"According to the news just came from the inside, Miyamoto will lead a spy team to move in this area tomorrow. Shoot people and shoot horses first, capture the thief first, capture the king. Kill him. The spy team has no leader and cannot make big waves." Zhao Zhicheng used a grass stick to draw a schematic diagram on the ground. "We have mastered the enemy's contact identification code. At that time, as long as the enemy is led here and gathered again and annihilated it, it should be sure."

"I think we can make a plan according to this idea." Wan Laohua nodded. "Fight continuously. Fight Miyamoto first, then fight the Second Spy Team. If it goes well, we can go to the county town to make a big fuss."

Zhao Zhicheng smiled and called a few staff officers to surround him and began to make arrangements nervously.

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The stars shine with moving light on the endless gray sky. The grasshoppers and crickets sing songs gently among the grass. The vast fields, green crops, and the curved paths stretching in the dark night are all in a quiet and quiet sleep.

"Here you come." These two very faint sentences came from the front. They looked like two giant palms with only strength. They pressed the spies' faces against the ground.

A series of dark shadows slowly walked from the southeast direction. The steps were as light as a group of night-dreaming ghosts. They were getting closer and closer. There were only a dozen people in total.

As they walked, these people seemed to suddenly find something and stopped.

"Bang.bang." Two gunshots broke the silence of the late night. The sound of machine guns fired immediately after the "Dadada...". The spies immediately shot back with random guns.

Miyamoto, who was lying in the cold and wet farmland, suddenly jumped up. He cursed his subordinates in his heart. He repeatedly emphasized that he would not shoot. If he found that there was a black shadow, he would secretly follow the footprints until the footprints disappeared by the village. He surrounded the village and sneaked into the village. It was obvious that although the enemy had some doubts, there was not necessarily an ambush. The shooting was probably a fire reconnaissance. It was all exposed now.

Seeing that the group of people were fighting and retreating, Miyamoto seemed to be guarding two important figures, he immediately became excited. He caught a big fish now. No matter what, they could not let them run away easily. He immediately directed the spy team lurking in the green tent in advance. He concentrated his firepower to intercept the bullets. The bullets kept chirping and flew around, sweeping the crops and leaves crackling and falling.

The voices of "Take them alive." "Can't ask them out." "I can't escape." kept shouting around.

Zhao Tianqing heard the owl-like howling around him. He sneered. He hooked the trigger with his right index finger. He swung the shell gun and swung a string of bullets towards the southwest where the most shouted. A few screams came. The enemy immediately turned into a mute.

"Alternate cover. After taking turns to retreat." He directed the team members to keep fighting back.

In the field, neither of us could see each other. We just fired randomly according to the sound. One chased and the other escaped. The enemy shot very densely. A team member was injured on his shoulder. Zhao Tianqing bent down and stretched out his left arm to support him. Suddenly, he hit his left arm like a brick. His arm swung forward and blood immediately dripped out of his sleeves.

"You are injured. Team leader." Some team members were going to help him. Zhao Tianqing was stunned: "No." He inserted his gun into his waist. He pulled off the towel on the head of the head. The teeth helped his right hand to sever the wound. He said loudly: "Hurry. Everyone carry the wounded, strengthen the firepower, rush out of the farmland, and hurry into the earth kiln."

Bang.bang.bang...dak dada...even the sound of the sound of the shell gun and the machine gun suddenly became dense like a bean. More than a dozen people were carrying good equipment. This fierce attack also slowed down the spy team.

When the spy team plucked Yu Yong to catch up, the guerrilla team had already entered the earth kiln that was the command center. They set up machine guns from the cracks in the bricks and swept over.

Miyamoto caught up and lay in the field for a while to observe. The earth kiln was lonely. It was not easy to get close to it and escape. He immediately called a few small leaders and divided his troops to surround the small earth kiln.

"Surrender. You are surrounded."

"Please give up the gun. The imperial army has great preferential treatment."

"Don't resist stubbornly anymore. Surrender and go to the city to eat delicious food and drink spicy food."

"The Imperial Army said that as long as you come here, you can get a gold ticket, a woman. There are big ones."

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The spies all felt that victory was in sight. The tone became rampant and shouted at the earth kiln.

At first, bullets were fired from time to time in response. Later, there was silence and I ignored it.

Miyamoto was very happy to touch his chin. This guerrilla team had become a turtle in the jar and a fish in the net. There was indeed no way out and he had entered a desperate situation. As long as he caught a few more living people, he knew the situation of the guerrilla team. The final victory was just around the corner.

"Tajun, did you go to the stronghold to adjust artillery and kill them?" A small spy was very happy to see Miyamoto, so he came up to make fun of it.

"Baga." Miyamoto immediately lowered his face and scolded: "It's not OK to kill him. You must catch the alive."

"Hayi." The little spy got so sad that he nodded and retreated.

Miyamoto arranged for a while. The spies began to attack the earth kiln from all directions.

Bullets flew across the earth kiln. The guerrilla teams in the earth kiln were shooting very fiercely. Spy agents were constantly being hit and screamed. However, the spies continued to crawl towards the earth kiln under the harsh supervision of Miyamoto.

The gunshots in the earthen kiln suddenly stopped. Just when Miyamoto and the spies thought the enemy was about to run out of ammunition, flames suddenly appeared at the earthen kiln.

"Not good. The enemy wants to burn himself." Miyamoto was shocked and howled. "Roar up, put out the fire, and catch the alive."

The spies then realized and rushed up from all sides and ran towards the earth kiln.

It was very safe. The earth kiln no longer shot out. The spies quickly rushed to the entrance of the earth kiln that was sealed by the fire. However, there was no water and could not put out the fire. They held guns and looked at each other and were at a loss.
Chapter completed!