"Is that enough?" At almost the same speed as a bullock cart, the truck, which was packed with people like sardine cans, passed two checkpoints set by the Japanese army in succession. After driving through a section of mud, the truck entered the official road.
. Standing in the carriage, Lao Xie could not believe his eyes. He originally thought that he and the others were going to fall into the hands of the Japanese soldiers, but who would have thought that they were saved by a group of national troops for no apparent reason?
Passed the defensive line set by the Japanese army.
"Don't think about that good thing. Turn around and look behind us. There are two three-wheeled motorcycles of two little devils following us. They are here to see us." Old Dongbei's loud voice made Old Xie feel happy.
It was clean and squeezed back from the crowd. Lao Xie had already seen the Japanese motorcycle following the truck through the gap in the tarpaulin at the rear of the carriage. The machine gun on the sidecar of the motorcycle made Lao Xie can't help but
Clicking tongue.
"What can we do? Just follow the kid if you want. We won't care about their food anyway." Lao Dongbei, who was asked by Lao Xie, replied with a smile, then turned around and glared at the man who had just hit him in the lower back with his arm.
Guy. Although Lao Dongbei's words were meant to be ridiculing, Lao Xie could tell that Lao Dongbei was confident, but he didn't know why these national army members were so calm when they were in danger.
Lao Xie's doubts were quickly answered. The truck drove about 2 miles along the official road when it was stopped again by a Japanese checkpoint. "Tell brothers to get ready," said Tang who was driving.
Cheng turned around and whispered into the window connecting the carriage, and then opened the cab and jumped out. An imperial captain officer drove the car himself. This was rare. The person commanding this checkpoint was just Chief Cao. Tangcheng
The appearance of the Japanese soldiers at the checkpoint was a little confused.
"We came from Huandiqiao Town to pursue the Chinese Resistance Army. We happened to encounter the Imperial Army encircling and suppressing the guerrillas in front of us, so we helped them send the captured prisoners to Chengui Town. There are people from Xiaolin Squadron and warrants behind us. You still have to
You can check my truck." Tang Cheng's Japanese military uniform and standard Kyoto accent made the Japanese soldiers at the checkpoint unconscious. The imperial captain standing in front of them and lighting a cigarette was a fake. And they all saw it.
They all knew that the two motorcycles that drove over from behind the truck belonged to the Kobayashi Squadron and had only passed their checkpoint in the morning.
The people on the motorcycle were from the Xiaolin Squadron. They had the warrant from the squadron leader Xiaolin Xianji, but according to the regulations, Chief Cao at the checkpoint still sent two of his men to check the truck coming from Tangcheng. It was exactly what Tangcheng said.
In addition to some Imperial soldiers with the smell of blood on their bodies, there were a dozen Chinese people with their arms tied behind their backs with ropes. But what puzzled the two soldiers was that the Imperial soldiers in the carriage didn't seem to like to talk to others.
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The two Japanese soldiers who inspected the truck only took a cursory glance into the carriage, but did not climb into the carriage to check carefully. In their opinion, since there were people from Xiaolin Squadron escorting them, there would be no problem with the two trucks. Check the carriage
The Japanese soldiers put down the tarpaulin, and Lao Dongbei and others in the carriage slowly moved away from the trigger finger. The situation just now was about to break out. Once the truck was inspected at this level, their only response was to use force.
Breakthrough.
Tang Cheng, who was smoking heavily, was also very nervous. Although he seemed not to care about the Japanese soldiers at the checkpoint checking the truck, in fact, Tang Cheng wanted to draw his gun and shoot several times. Lao Dongbei and Wu Chuang both had hot tempers, although they had already
After putting on the uniform of the Japanese army, it was inevitable that something would go wrong. If something went wrong, the only way to escape would be to fight to the death. When the Japanese soldiers at the checkpoint moved away from the roadblock, Tang Cheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief and put his hand in his hand.
He threw his cigarette butts on the ground, casually exchanged a few words with the Japanese soldiers at the checkpoint, then got in and started the truck and left.
This last checkpoint was less than 5 miles away from Chengui Town, and about 2 miles away from the checkpoint. Tangcheng stopped the truck again. Only a few hundred meters further forward was a fork in the road. Go left.
On the road to Chengui Town, to the right is the direction to continue south. Tang Cheng plans to deal with the Japanese motorcycles following here. Tang Cheng got off the cab and stretched lazily, and then walked to the carriage.
Reaching behind to avoid hitting the tailgate, several tall guys like Lao Dongbei and Monk jumped out of the car to stretch their legs.
There were now almost 40 people in the car that was considered crowded for 20 people. Tall guys like Lao Dongbei had sore backs from standing for a long time. Being able to get out of the car and stretch their legs was an extra bonus. Facing the parking lot
The motorcycle behind him made a peeing gesture. Lao Dongbei and others stood in a row on the roadside laughing and peeing, but Tang Cheng took out a pack of cigarettes and walked over to chat with the Japanese soldier on the motorcycle.
Lao Dongbei, who was the first to finish urinating, also came over to ask Tang Cheng for a cigarette, but the other people returned to the back of the carriage. Tang Cheng smiled and threw the remaining half pack of cigarettes to Lao Dongbei and saw that he returned to the back of the carriage.
The monk had already taken out the light machine gun from the carriage. Tang Cheng, who still had a cigarette in his mouth, shouted, and then rolled towards the roadbed. The six Japanese soldiers who were lighting up each other's cigarettes had not yet reacted.
When I came over, I saw that the big black man who had just gotten out of the car to urinate had already held a light machine gun in his arms when he turned around, and the imperial captain who had just given him the cigarette had rolled under the roadbed.
"Da da da da da da". At the same time that Lao Dongbei fell to the ground, the light machine gun in the monk's hand had already fired, and the raging flames whipped towards the six Japanese soldiers. There were 30 rounds in the light machine gun magazine.
The Japanese rifle bullets shot out instantly, and the six Japanese soldiers hit by the rain-like gunfire spattered dozens of blood mist. The Japanese soldier standing closest to the monk was torn in two by the bullet chain.
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Tang Cheng, who rolled down the roadbed with "pop" and "pop", was not idle. While the monk shot at the six Japanese soldiers, Tang Cheng, who was under the roadbed, also pulled out the shell gun from his waist and pointed it at the man who wanted to grab the machine gun.
The Japanese soldiers fired repeatedly. Killing 6 Japanese soldiers was already considered a big operation that required strict planning for Lao Xie and his guerrillas. However, Tangcheng and the others just used an extremely childish excuse and
A light machine gun did everything. Lao Xie, who was allowed to jump out of the carriage for some air, became even more curious about these national soldiers.
"You are guerrillas, why did you bring so many students?" Lao Dongbei and the others were cleaning the battlefield and collecting fuel from their motorcycles. Tang Cheng walked up to Lao Xie and handed him a cigarette. Lao Xie didn't accept it and handed it to him.
Tang Cheng said with a smile, "You don't have to be wary of me. Although I am the national army and you are the guerrillas, there is no need for this to happen between us. I just asked casually, and you don't have to answer if you don't want to."
"Jian Lao Xie shook his head and declined the cigarette he handed over. Tang Cheng took his hand back angrily.
The guerrillas resisted Japan, but after Lijiapu, Tangcheng's curiosity about the guerrillas gradually weakened. If a person with Lao Dongbei's character joined the guerrillas, he would not survive for three days. The guerrillas' regulations alone were enough.
The one who made Old Northeast lose his head. When he picked up a gun from Tangcheng and followed Liu Yangyang to fight, he always used strong firepower to fight the Japanese army. The guerrillas' poor ammunition and crude weapons and equipment were also the Tangcheng guerrillas.
On the one hand, he didn't want to carry a rifle with only two bullets to bayonet with the Japanese army.
It was just a coincidence that he rescued Lao Xie and these people. Now that he was out of danger, Tang Cheng already had the intention and idea to part ways with these people. Lao Xie's refusal to answer his questions played into Tang Cheng's hands. Tang Cheng handed Lao Xie the cigarette
He held it in his mouth, then turned around and winked at Lao Dongbei. The latter nodded knowingly. Since Tang Cheng has already played the role of a good guy, only Lao Dongbei is the most suitable person to play this black-faced role.
"Monk, tell their people to get out of the car." After putting all the grenades on the waists of the Japanese soldiers into their backpacks, Lao Dongbei and Hou San came over holding the 38 rifles and ammunition boxes they had just seized.
"These guns are for you to defend yourself. These bullets are enough for you to use for a while." Before Lao Xie could fully react, Monk and Liu Shitou had already kicked out the students in the carriage.
Many of the students being escorted were all here, but Wang Qing was the only team member left beside him. It was impossible for the two of them to continue escorting these students south. Lao Xie, who was so anxious that he couldn't even speak, spit out blood.
Sprayed out from his mouth, the frightened Wang Qing hurriedly helped Lao Xie and let him lie flat on the ground. "Quick, we can't let them go, hand these students over to them, hand over these students to them." A mouthful of blood.
After spitting it out, most of Lao Xie's accumulated anger dissipated, and he spoke much faster.
Wang Qing is a stubborn person, and it is absolutely impossible for him to go to Lao Dongbei and others to soften his words, but this is Lao Xie's order, and Wang Qing can only obey it even if he is unwilling. "Are you sure you didn't say the wrong thing?
" Knowing that Lao Xie wanted to entrust these students to him, Tang Cheng, who was stopped by Wang Qing and refused to get on the bus, laughed. "We are going to fight the Japanese army, not some escort agency to protect the hospital. You can't use these hands.
Leave the students who can't resist the shoulder lifting to me, maybe because they think their lives are too long?"
Although Tang Cheng didn't directly reject Lao Xie's proposal, Lao Xie had already understood the meaning of rejection from Tang Cheng's words. Lao Xie, who was barely standing up straight with Wang Qing's support, couldn't help showing a hint of pleading in his eyes.
, without the help of Tang Cheng, it would be difficult for him and Wang Qing to ensure the safety of these students. The entire guerrilla army was exhausted to protect these students. If Lao Xie gave up now, those team members who died in the battle would be too