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Chapter 18 The Thunder of the Old Harrier

At night, a squadron of Japanese troops arrived outside Liujiabao. The roaring cars lined up in a long line and stopped directly in front of the inn with their flashing lights.

"Get off the car and surround this place!"

Countless Japanese soldiers jumped out of the car and climbed onto the roofs along the walls of the surrounding houses. They began to occupy the commanding heights and set up their machine guns. By the time the Chinese man who spoke Japanese smashed the door of the inn, the entire Japanese squadron was already in place.

The place was completely surrounded.

When, when, when.

The door of the inn was smashed in, and the guard dog grabbed the chain around its neck and barked: "Woof! Woof!"

The innkeeper carried a lantern and walked out of the room. He opened the courtyard door and was not surprised when he saw the Japanese soldiers. He immediately said: "Taijun, you are here, Taijun!"

After the translator finished speaking, the Japanese asked: "Are those people still here?"

The innkeeper was very sure: "I haven't left the room since I took a shower."

"Taijun, I've even checked the bath water for you. It's full of mud. These people probably came from Liujiapu after a long and dusty journey. They may be exhausted. They started snoring before dark.

Now I am completely asleep."

The Japanese officer stretched out his white-gloved hand and flicked his fingers into the courtyard. Japanese soldiers began to file in from behind him. He said to the shopkeeper: "Remember, if you dare to lie to us..."

"Taijun, how dare I lie to you!"

"You give me ten courages, and I wouldn't dare to lie to the Japanese!"

"lead the way!"

"Hi!"

The shopkeeper turned around and walked inside, followed the flow to the second floor, pointed to the room on the far side and said: "They have taken over this whole row of rooms, and all five people live upstairs."

The Japanese followed Liu Bingren upstairs, stood behind him and said: "Kick the door!"

At this time, the hall of the inn was full of people, all holding guns and aiming upstairs. The stairs were also full of Japanese soldiers. As long as someone was found in the room, it would be another bloody battle!

Bang!

A Japanese soldier rushed upstairs and kicked out the door. When the door opened to both sides, there was no sound in the dark room.

The Japanese looked at the window that was still open in the winter, then reached back and grabbed the shopkeeper by the neck and asked, "Where's the person?"

The shopkeeper was so frightened that he trembled: "I...I...I clearly saw them all sleeping with the lamps blown on, and I heard them snoring..."

The Japanese ignored him and shouted to his men: "Open all the rooms upstairs!"

The Japanese soldier rushed up and kicked the second room. The door opened with a sound. When the door opened, the room was empty.

The third room was also the last room inside. The moment the Japanese kicked the door, the same second the door opened to the inside, a thin silk thread was thrown out along the crack of the door, causing a crisp sound.

'Om'.

Just as the Japanese soldier was about to speak, a dark object fell from above his head. There was a small round bump on the thing. The round bump rushed down and hit the threshold directly - boom!

A huge explosion came out, and a ball of fire pushed the Japanese soldier's body horizontally. In the meantime, he smashed the railing and fell downstairs. He didn't land firmly until he smashed the table downstairs. At that second,

The entire chest was blown away.

"Humph, the Chinese are just like these little beasts..."

The Japanese officer was cursing, and he seemed to have figured out that these Chinese should have used the innermost room to make a trap.

bump!

But before he finished speaking, there was another explosion on the table that was smashed by the corpse. Four people around him were knocked to the ground at the same time. Among the wood holes, shrapnel flew in all directions, and the room was full of Japanese

Human screams.

"My legs!"

"pain!"

"My eyes!"

The wooden holes pierced the Japanese's bodies everywhere like flying knives. The air flow caused by the explosion blew down all the Japanese in the hall. Injured Japanese were everywhere, and there were screams everywhere.

The Japanese officer stood in the corner of the stairs and was stunned for a moment, but the tragic scene in front of him had already appeared. He could not vent the anger he was holding in his heart. He could only stretch out his hand and grab the inn owner Liu Bingren's hair, and asked: "

Where are the people!"

"Where are those Chinese people?"

"say!"

Liu Bingren could not understand Japanese. His hair was pulled and he kept shaking, and his teeth made a clicking sound.

At this moment, the Japanese officer finally calmed down a little and shouted to the Japanese soldiers in the hall: "Get out, push them all out of the house. No one is allowed to enter this inn without my order!"

The Japanese began to retreat along the stairs, and the Japanese in the hall also began to rush out of the door, as if they had escaped from the gate of hell after crossing the threshold...

Fan, fan...

The trampled wooden planks of the stairs kept shaking until someone ran down the stairs eagerly and stepped on the wooden planks with too much force - poof.

A slight sound came out, and the grenade hanging upside down under the wooden board was pulled out of safety, and then fell to the ground with its big head...

boom!

The third explosion came.

The entire staircase slowly collapsed in the explosion, and the "squeaking" sound of the old wood being crushed irritated the eardrums...



On the plain, under the light of the bonfire, a piece of green grass that had just broken out of the ground was picked off by Xu Ruifeng and held in his mouth. He sat quietly by the fire and looked into the distance.

Wang Ming could no longer keep his mouth shut at this time: "Master Yao, have you really tied all the grenades in the inn?"

The old harrier smiled, his posture was quite good, and he said like a worldly expert: "Tie him up."

"Does that mean that no matter how many Japs follow our footsteps and catch up, they will all be blown up?"

"I asked why Mr. Yao gave the waiter one silver dollar every time he went to a place. That one dollar was enough for young apprentices like them to earn for a year. The money was really useful. The waiter heard their shopkeeper tipping off the Japanese.

I just came upstairs to deliver the news..."

The old harrier followed the words and said: "I walked down this road as straight as a bamboo pole, just to tell the Japanese where we are. Didn't you say before that our route was too obvious? Let me tell you, that was intentional!"

"When we arrived at the inn and stayed at the hotel for ten days, we didn't negotiate the price. That was intentional!"

"The Japanese are allowed to send spies to us decades in advance to plot against us, but they don't want us to use our brains to plot against them? Grandma!"

"It's always been obvious when you plot against someone, as long as you dare to come!"

Wang Ming's eyes changed when he saw the old falcon, and he said: "Then why don't we go into the mountains and walk to the plains? If we continue like this, we will reach the national area."

"Nonsense, we were heading all the way to the new regiment station. People can find you and not know where you are going. This is Taiyuan, not the northeast. Once we enter the mountains, we don't know where the roads in the mountains lead.

We know you, what if we run into the hands of a Japanese? It’s safest to go to the plains. As long as we travel in the dark and sleep during the day from now on, I don’t believe that the Japanese can judge our movements.”

Wang Ming said with a smile of "hehe": "Five horses in exchange for a handful of grenades for the little devil, it's worth it."

At this time, Lao Yanqiang walked far away from Lao Yaoying, and slowly sat down next to Xu Ruifeng.

The old harrier asked: "What do you mean?"

The old smoker didn't hide it either: "You have too many narrow-minded ideas. I can't be sure of being with you."

Xu Ruifeng suddenly curled his lips and laughed. It was the first time he had seen such a happy smile that could make the old hawk cringe.
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