a#? EFf?>?? Huh? z??? Udd??? >zl?? 8?,?? I?? r???? stopped running, and the news that he was desperately digging trenches and field fortifications to prepare for death reached Liu Lang at around 11 o'clock in the morning.

At this time, the headquarters of the Great Wall Regiment was still about 20 miles away from the Japanese army, and the 3rd battalion of Chi Dakui, as the vanguard, had already arrived at 15 miles.

Liu Lang smiled faintly, the Japanese army did this completely unexpectedly, although the little devils who have always been arrogant had to choose a strategic retreat in front of Luo Wenyu's defense line, it does not mean that they still arrogantly think that they are the best in the field world.

Seeing that Luo Wenyu's defenders are really chasing after him, it is strange that they don't immediately dig fortifications to face the enemy, I'm afraid, they still have the idea of swallowing his two thousand people with a counterattack!

Since the Japanese are no longer running, there is naturally no need to chase after them so quickly. Looking at the extremely gloomy sky overhead, Liu Lang knew that he probably didn't have to worry about the little devil's plane today, in this kind of weather, unless the little devil was crazy, he would never send their kind of small propeller plane to come here across a distance of 500 kilometers.

And, even if it comes, what can it be? Liu Lang looked at the six twin-mounted anti-aircraft guns captured last night on the back of mules and horses in front of him, although the rate of fire of this Japanese-style machine gun was average, but with dozens of MG42s, it would definitely be able to take the Japanese planes that dared to drop their altitude to less than 1,000 meters.

The current Great Wall Regiment has 2,000 veterans of bloody battles, sufficient ammunition, more than 30 MG42 machine guns with a rate of fire of 1,200 rounds per second, and a total of 20 mountain artillery mortars.

ordered everyone to move forward slowly, on the one hand, to recover their strength, on the other hand, Liu Lang also needed to wait for the specific arrangements of the Japanese troops sent back by the special forces of the Eighth Division on the road in the early morning.

Although the Great Wall Regiment was far stronger than the Japanese army with a large number of troops twenty miles away in terms of morale and equipment, Liu Lang never looked down on any opponent. Expecting the enemy to be thousands of miles away was something that the Supreme Commander liked to do, and in the end it turned out that he was very wrong.

The sixteen special forces of the special brigade can be regarded as Liu Lang's biggest gain in this battle, they can not only infiltrate and assassinate the enemy, but more importantly, they can clearly present the enemy's battlefield layout in front of Liu Lang one by one, so that Liu Lang can reasonably deploy troops, and they can even guide their own artillery.

Their performance in this battle is basically close to the function of the future special forces, except that the lack of instant communication has led to a time difference. If they can be equipped with the oversized brick-shaped walkie-talkies that the American GIs have already equipped, it will definitely be a nightmare for every opponent.

It can be said that except for the two special forces who died and Xiao Fenghua, the second squadron leader who was seriously injured and recuperated, the remaining thirteen people are Liu Lang's heart, and every loss will make Liu Lang feel painful.

However, until now, with the seriously injured Xiao Fenghua, there are only twelve special forces who have escaped from the pursuit of the Japanese army and returned to the team, and there is still a lack of Liu Lang's most optimistic super sniper Mo Xiaomei and super fire support Chen Yunfa? It stands to reason that with the ability of the two of them, whoever has an accident, they won't have an accident!

Where are Mo kittens and Chen Yunfa who were nagged by Liu Lang?

Of course, they are still in the Great Wall Mountain Range, and the reason why they have not returned to the team until now is that they really can't return to the team, and their current position is eighty miles away from the battlefield where the Great Wall Regiment and the Eighth Division are preparing for a field showdown.

Moreover, at least half of the trail is not taken on its own. Of course, it didn't fly on its own. It's carried by someone, but it's the kind of big tie.

That's right, the two most "666" special forces of the independent regiment were planted and became prisoners of others.

This was the most humiliating thing for Mo Xiaokitten after he opened his eyes from the dizziness and saw the situation in front of him.

and a full squad of nearly 50 Japanese soldiers entangled in the mountains for nearly 4 hours, killing more than half of them, and finally forcing the remaining Japanese troops to give up chasing and running away, but they fought back and finally killed the two super special forces who could escape from the mountains by no more than one palm.

Not planted under the hands of the Japanese, who hate them to the bone, but in the hands of a group of Chinese, and, judging by their tattered clothes, they are still gangs.

Mo Xiaomei suddenly remembered that after chasing and killing the Japanese invaders, the two happened to pass by a wooden house that should have been built by a hunter in the mountains. The cold northern night at the end of March was not only cold but also dewy, and after carefully examining the surroundings of the cabin, eating dry food, they rested for the night in the dry cabin, which seemed to have been abandoned for a long time, and prepared to wait until early in the morning to return to the group.

I know, when I open my eyes, I become like this.

Rolling his eyes, he saw that the big man Chen was also there, sitting on the ground leaning on a wooden stake that was half a person high, and he was tied into a twisted flower and slept soundly. Yes, this is the legendary sweat medicine!

More than a dozen meters away, a group of guys in tattered cotton jackets and beards were talking and laughing loudly. It seems that they are in a good mood.

Judging from the appearance alone, Mo Xiaomei's first definition of these guys is a beggar gang. The characteristics of the beggars are naturally poor, which is very in line with the identity of the beggars who sit at the northwest wind outlet and seem to be ready to pour the northwest wind for lunch.

However, it seems that they want to open meat today.

Looking at the steaming heat from a cauldron not far away, even if the nerves were as tough as Mo Kitten, he couldn't help but tremble, could it be that the Chinese beggars who were so poor that they could only drink the northwest wind were ready to kill the two of them and cook them?

This is terrible, the seventeen-year-old boy can't help but think of the scene in the Journey to the West that the regimental commander told in the interval between training, as long as the monsters see Tang Seng, the first thought is to wash him clean and steam him to eat as steamed buns.

Lying down, the thought of being washed and boiled like pork in the pot, and then being held and chewed by the guys with big yellow teeth holding their arms and legs, Mo Xiaomei couldn't help but have a cold hair standing on end, in comparison, he would rather be blown up by a cannonball.

Although Mo Xiaomei, who lowered his eyes, was a little anxious in his heart, he always maintained the calm that a special forces should have, and quickly thought about a way to get out.

Although the poor gang members of the beggar gang were poor, they were very careful, and all the equipment on Mo Kitten's body, including a thirteen-centimeter-long dagger made of stainless steel specially used by Dr. Grunov on his lower leg as a cannon barrel, was searched.

Fortunately, when Mo Xiaomei's fingers touched the special iron button on the cuff of the camouflage uniform, he was determined, as long as he was given three minutes, the three ultra-thin and wide 5MM side of the ultra-thin and wide flat steel wire hidden in the camouflage uniform fiber under the iron button were pulled out, and the ones who went to the pot were the beggars who dared to eat people.

"Damn, that's so much to ask for food." Big Chen roared, completely shattering Mo Kitten's ambitions.

Resisting the intention of biting this pig teammate to death, Mo Kitten tried to hook his fingers and touch the iron buttons, making a final struggle not to make the beggars' delicacies in the pot. [.]