The blood of the Anti-Japanese War stained the mountains and rivers

"Brother Yang, your analysis makes sense." The old smoker admired Yang Ling. He only saw the benefits of having more people and greater strength, but he didn't see the hidden danger behind it. If Yang Ling hadn't reminded them Got to be in danger again.

Faced with the flattery of the old smoker, Yang Ling smiled. It's not that the old smoker is short-sighted, but that the two of them have different ways of thinking, and they tend to think about the worst.

"Okay, pack your things and prepare to leave." Yang Ling stood up from the ground and ordered.

"Brother Yang, this ass isn't hot yet, where is it going?" Luo Dayong yelled immediately.

The old smoker kicked over: "Are you afraid that the woman can't move when she sees it?"

"Company commander, don't frame me, you don't know who I am, Luo Dayong, I just..." Luo Dayong hurriedly got up from the ground, grabbed the machine gun on the ground and followed.

As soon as Old Smoker and the others walked out of the door, Company Commander Zhang walked towards him with a smile on his face: "Brother, have you considered it?"

Looking at Zhang Lianchang's piled up smiling faces, the old smoker looked more and more like a smiling tiger. If Yang Ling hadn't reminded him, he would have almost fooled him.

He replied with a half smile: "Well, think it over, we are used to acting alone, so we won't bother you." He said to the remnant soldiers behind him: "Let's go."

"Hey, brothers, why did you leave?" Company Commander Zhang was also confused and didn't know why.

Company Commander Zhang invited Old Smoker and the others to join his group, not because he really cared about Old Smoker and the others, but because of Luo Dayong's crooked tricks. With this heavy firepower, their chances of breaking through the siege would undoubtedly be much greater.

Old Smoker and the others walked towards the distance without looking back. Standing in place, Company Commander Zhang looked at the backs of Old Smoker and the others with uncertain faces, and looked at the woman leaning against the wall, as if asking for advice.

The woman shook her head at Lianchang Zhang. Lianchang Zhang sighed and gave up the idea of ​​taking the machine gun by force.

Yang Ling walked in the back, the [-]-cap rifle in his hand had already been unbolted, and kept guarding the back. Seeing that the opponent didn't make a rash move, he didn't move.

He has long observed that Company Commander Zhang and his group are not so innocent, and even if they are not deserters, they are not good people. If they really team up with them, there may be some danger.

What's more, I and others are about to cross the battlefield and return to the area controlled by the Chinese army. There is no need to mess with such a group of unknown people.

As soon as Yang Ling and the others left the nameless village, a squadron of devils quietly appeared on the outskirts of the nameless village.

Hase Qingchuan, a squadron leader of a brigade of the No. 18 Regiment of the Japanese Third Division, with the rank of lieutenant, is in an extremely bad mood at the moment.

His subordinate Sato squad was annihilated silently. You must know that since Wusongkou landed, their entire division has no record of an organized squad being wiped out. The captain was furious and asked him to find out the attack on Sato squad. The Chinese army, otherwise he will bear the heavy punishment of disadvantage in combat.

Compared with the pressure from the captain, he was more worried that this matter would be known by the alliance. You must know that the brother of the deceased Second Lieutenant Sato, Major Sato Furukawa, served in the alliance. If he could not find this Chinese army as soon as possible, he would give an explanation. , then the squadron leader himself can be regarded as the leader.

Text Chapter 12 Women

Lin Bing was leaning against the black and moldy wall, his exquisite fair face was full of tiredness, his dark eyes were a little dark, mixed with a pile of remnants of soldiers, he looked out of place.

Just like what Yang Ling said, the battlefield always belongs to men, and women will only become a burden on the battlefield, not only because their willpower is not strong enough, but their physical fitness is even worse.

"Officer Lin, drink some water." Company Commander Zhang approached and respectfully handed the kettle bow in his hand to Lin Bing who was resting against the wall.

"Thank you."

Zhang Lianchang sat down next to Lin Bing, looking at Lin Bing who raised his snow-white neck to drink water, and was a little dazed.

I have to say that this is a beautiful woman, like a white lotus flower blooming in the mud, emerging from the mud but not stained, clean and not demonic.

But thinking of this woman killing the three deserters with her own hands without changing her face, Company Commander Zhang shuddered in his heart, and hastily withdrew his restless eyes.

What's more important is that this woman of unknown origin was escorted to the rear by his chief himself. Even if he wanted to pay attention, he had to consider the consequences.

Thinking of the task of escorting Company Commander Zhang, he felt that he had suffered eight lifetimes of misfortune. He originally thought it was a simple task, and he could leave the front line without going to the battlefield, but who knew that the devils were advancing too fast. There was an encounter.

The devil's reaction speed was so fast, and Company Commander Zhang still remembers it vividly. Before his company was launched, the opponent's crooked machine guns had already started to rain bullets.

In just one face-to-face effort, almost half of his company was knocked down, and he was even more desperate in the immediate confrontation. The accuracy of the devil's shooting was terrifying, and he was reimbursed after a while half staff.

If Company Commander Zhang hadn't run away with oil on his feet when he saw the situation was not good, they might have become the ghosts of the devils now, and now there are only a dozen or so remnants left in the whole company. He has a bitter face, and he didn't want to cry. place to cry.

"Mr. Lin, the guys in the hands of those rout soldiers from the 61st Division just now are good, especially the crooked ones. Why did you..." Zhang Lianchang said, turning his head to look at Lin Bing, hoping that she would solve the doubts in his heart.

Lin Bing scolded the blind idiot in his heart, didn't he see that the other party had pulled the bolt of the gun? If he really did make a move, the dozen or so remnants seemed to be a lot of people, but they might be the meat buns. The dog never returns.

Although Lin Bing knew that if they had that crooked trick, their chances of breaking through would be much higher, but was it not Lin Bing's original intention to put themselves in danger for the crooked trick.

Lin Bing stroked his black hair and said: "Company Commander Zhang, we are all friendly troops. Since they are not willing to act together, we can't force others to make things difficult for us."

Zhang Lianchang murmured in his heart when he heard this, he really couldn't figure out this woman, didn't she instigate him just now, could he be wrong?

"Then Commander Lin, take a rest first, I'll go find something to eat." Company Commander Zhang decided not to worry about this matter anymore, stood up and patted his buttocks, ready to find something to fill his stomach.

Lin Bing watched Company Commander Zhang leave with a smile, but in her mind was Yang Ling's thin-looking figure. Yang Ling glanced at her casually, but she felt as if she was being stared at by an extremely dangerous beast. A dangerous aura enveloped her, making her hair stand on end, and she dared not act rashly.

As a person working on the secret front, Lin Bing is more sensitive to danger than ordinary people, and can often detect danger from the slightest clue and retreat, thus protecting himself.

Yang Ling just glanced at her casually. She felt as if all the secrets in her body had been seen through, which made her extremely uneasy, so she didn't take the risk of taking the opponent's weapon, because she was not sure.

It has to be said that Lin Bing's perception of danger saved her life. Although Lin Bing disguised herself very well, like an ordinary female soldier, in Yang Ling's eyes, any disguise was just the king's new clothes. doesn't work.

Yang Ling couldn't guess what this woman's identity was, and why she got mixed up with a group of remnant soldiers. Yang Ling always kept a respectful distance from uncertain things, so he led the old smoker and them away to avoid danger.

"That woman just now looks really good, tsk tsk, that face can squeeze water out."

Luo Dayong was carrying a machine gun, thinking of the beautiful woman leaning against the wall, talking to himself while walking, his saliva was about to flow down.

"Luo Dayong, sooner or later, you boy will die on a woman's belly." Old Smoker replied without thinking.

"Hey, it's fine to die on a woman's belly. Being a romantic ghost is better than starving to death."

Hei Wazi walked silently with the taller [-] cap on his back, thinking in his little head that it was a pity that he didn't have time to take the potato away.

"Snapped!"

There was a clear gunshot in the distance, and then the gunfire crackled, Luo Dayong's mind was full of the woman's figure, he was so frightened that he slipped and fell into the mud, mushy covered in mud.

But now no one cares about Luo Dayong, who is cursing and cursing, all eyes are on the direction of the gunshot, the small village they left just now.

"Damn it, the little devil must have caught up. Fortunately, we ran fast." Old Smoker patted his chest with a look of joy on his face.

Yang Ling listened attentively. Judging from the intensity of the gunshots, there must be a lot of devils. If the remnant soldiers were still in the village, they must be doomed this time.

"Brother Yang, should we go back and save them?" Hei Wazi nervously nestled in a pile of dry grass with the [-] big cover in his hand, turned his head and asked Yang Ling innocently.

"Save me, they have a shitty relationship with us when they die."

The old smoker educated Heiwazi with an attitude of having nothing to do with himself: "We are all like Bodhisattvas crossing the river and we can't protect ourselves. You still think about others. Are you lacking in heart or brains?"

Hei Wazi retorted in a low voice, "They are allies..."

"Bullshit allies, maybe the little devils followed their asses. Fortunately, we slipped fast, otherwise we would suffer."

Speaking of which, the old smoker glanced at Yang Ling who was lying on the ground with such a gloomy expression in admiration, and said with a smile: "Brother Yang, I didn't expect you to have the ability to pinch and count, teach me sometime."