Two Japanese soldiers sat in the cornfield without any care, hugging their heads and crying.

This damn 。。。。。。 Scared like this?

The nerves had been tense, and the mountain eagle, who had already taken off the big bow behind his back and an arrow in his mouth, was so shocked by the unscientific scene in front of him that he almost didn't bite off the arrow shaft as thick as a thumb made by Takumi.

The two squads of special forces who rushed to each other looked at each other, what was the situation? Chasing the wrong person? This is not what a little devil should be!

Judging from the experience of them and the little devils for more than a year, even if they are waging their tails and begging for mercy, they are much more scientific than where these two so-called elites in Japanese military uniforms are crying now.

Mainly, they don't know what these two have been through.

Miyamoto Kawawa is really going to cry. Because of his stupidity, he was caught as a wild boar again, anyway, one leg was broken, and two legs were also broken, and the two imperial warriors with broken legs shot at the people of China bravely and unyieldingly, and shot and shot again.

That bravery made Miyamoto Kawawa feel his blood boiling just thinking about it.

Of course, the bravery of the imperial warriors cannot just be dissipated in the mountain breeze of China's mountains, but must be passed back to the empire.

Naturally, the field radio carried by the companion who had fallen into the pit and had been poked into strings was thought of by Miyamoto Kawakazu.

Aso, who dragged a broken leg, crawled over with difficulty to help his captain pull open the trap, and the two Japanese samurai who endured the pain with the two broken legs and the heroic and unyielding Japanese samurai struggled to lie down together to the big pit more than ten meters away, and finally dragged the dead companion and the radio he was carrying from the pit with the tools he carried.

While Aso was busy turning on the camera, Miyamoto Kawawa had even figured out his lines.

"After investigation, Liu Lang's independent regiment is stationed in Jiuguan and is overhauling fortifications. However, due to the treacherous nature of the Chinese people, the special attack team was ambushed by the enemy and nearly the whole army was shattered, His Excellency Minamoto Yoshishi Shaoza led the pursuit of troops all the way to the west, and I led a small team to retreat north and was heavily besieged by the Chinese army, and I also decided to fight the enemy with Zhujun until I returned to the arms of Amaterasu. Long live His Majesty the Emperor! Long live the Great Japanese Empire! 20th Division Special Attack Squadron Captain Miyamoto Kawa and Second Lieutenant Den. ”

The blood was boiling, especially when he thought of the two slogans, Miyamoto Kawawa felt that his legs were not so painful.

The radio station started up smoothly.

The communications department of the 20th Division received a signal from the field radio of the special attack team, and the telegraph operator quickly and frantically asked the special attack team radio station with a code, asking for a reply.

However, Miyamoto Chuan and the two of them were dumbfounded, they only saw that the upper indicator light of the field radio was flashing constantly, but they could not receive any information.

At this critical juncture when he could no longer save his life but could still convey the image of the heroic and unyielding imperial warrior back to the division headquarters, the field radio station was actually broken.

It's like a beautiful woman is already lying in front of you with her clothes untied, but you are sad to find that you can't do it, so you can only wave your hand and say: This time, let you go。。。。。。

You say, is Miyamoto Kawawa going to cry?

Death is going to die, or such an unknown death, and there is a possibility that the Chinese will be stripped naked and beaten to death.

Don't say that the Japanese are extremely vicious to China and slaughter villages at every turn. In fact, if the Japanese were to fall into the hands of the Chinese, the result would not be much better.

Miyamoto Kawa and Japanese compatriots who have been in Tohoku for more than two years and have been stripped naked and frozen into popsicle sticks in snowdrifts are not uncommon.

The Chinese also do not want to kill them all the time The Japanese are angry.

"Baga, why didn't Yuan Yihong Gang reply to the letter?" Kawagishi Fumizaburo watched the radio indicator light flash desperately, but he couldn't receive a reply from the special attack team, and he was so angry that he almost dropped the teacup.

The resistance of the Chinese in Jingxian County was unusually stubborn, and after most of the day passed, an infantry wing did not take a single step. Moreover, they even had a large number of mortars, and the attacking Imperial Army lost more than 150 Imperial warriors in at least that position.

If he didn't have the intelligence of the special attack team, he had to use the old soldiers of the cavalry wing to reconnoiter the front according to the alternative plan.

Thinking of the awesome way that those guys galloped on horses every time they went out, Kawagishi Bunzaburo's brain hurt. However, even he, a lieutenant general, has nothing to do about it. Most of the Japanese army were civilians, but only cavalry, which still maintained tradition, and only those of noble blood could learn the cavalry section to become a proud imperial cavalry.

Think about it, a cavalry wing with hundreds of people are nobles, what do they have to be proud of? Even the navy with their nostrils facing the sky is probably not as high as their nostrils facing the sky.

Kawagishi Bunzaburo dropped the cup here, but Miyamoto Kawawa looked at the calf that had almost been broken alive, thinking that he had been running wild for 9 hours and was tired like a dog, but he was fooled into the dung pit by a Chinese child, and he was fooled by several toffees. Thinking that he was about to be hanged to death by the Chinese and could not be known by the empire, the heartache was simply impossible to mention, and he couldn't help but cry silently.

Even, he forgot what blocking position his companion who shouted for a broken leg to build.

Human tears are contagious.

And the other Japanese soldier himself was a little emotionally broken, seeing the squad leader crying like this, he was not sad, he hugged the thigh of the noble lord and cried, even ignoring the stinky dung water all over his body.

If you don't know, you still think that this aristocratic prefect has always loved him deeply!

As a result, the Mountain Eagle Squad, which was full of murderous intent, saw such a strange scene.

It's just that after a short period of consternation, Shanying's eyes were cold, and he stretched out his hand to draw his bow and arrow, and shot an arrow.

However, at a distance of forty meters, the sharp arrow came in an instant, piercing Miyamoto Kawakazu's shoulder socket, and the strong force directly brought the Japanese second lieutenant, who was unguarded or had no intention of guarding at all, to the ground.

Liu Tuanzuo said that only dead devils are good devils. What's more, it is so "weird", and if something goes wrong, it is a demon, and the mountain eagle will never give the little devil who shows weakness a chance to play conspiracy.

"Baga, you Chinese, are you all so despicable?" Miyamoto Kawa pushed away his companion who wanted to help him up, struggled to staggered to his feet, and pointed at the mountain eagle who had taken the arrow again.

The mountain eagle did not hesitate, and with another arrow, Aso, who was trembling with fright, was shot directly to the ground.

But this time, it's the throat. The sharp arrow shattered the Adam's apple, piercing the throat and revealing a neck half a foot long.

The Japanese soldier fell to the ground in a muffled grunt, his legs and hands flicked wildly, and he saw that he could not live.

The Japanese samurai, who have lost their fighting spirit, are actually not as good as a rooster at this time.

That little devil, he actually wants to carry a gun? And, even if you want to live, this one is enough. Two, that's too many. Shanying, who has been fighting against the Japanese invaders in the northeast for a year, has seen too many tragic things, and has never been too little to kill little devils.

And this is also his answer to this Japanese criminal.

Miyamoto Kawawa glanced at his companion who was struggling on the ground with a hint of pity, and suddenly raised his head with a vicious smile on his face: "Haha, what a ruthless Chinese, but you are still late." Seeing that there is no over there, my companion has already gone to kill a little shepherd boy, you little shepherd boy in China, he will use a katana to cut off that little head little by little, and use his life to pay tribute to our warriors of the Great Japanese Empire! Hahaha, haha. ”

Miyamoto Kawakazu's hideous laughter came to an abrupt end.

A long arrow hit the center of his eyebrows, trembling for a few seconds, Miyamoto Kawawa's eyes turned dim, and with a hideous look that did not melt, he fell on his back.

The last second lieutenant-level officer of the Japanese special attack team who invaded the hinterland of the Niangzi Pass defense area was killed.

But Shanying's face was not happy, and he waved his hand, "Advance in a search formation, find the remnants of the Japanese criminal, kill him, everyone be careful of their steps." ”

The eagle's sharp eyes had already seen the big hole in the cornfield, and the eagle, who was familiar with life in the mountains, knew that it was used by the mountain people to trap wild boars. Obviously, the two embarrassed Japanese soldiers suffered exactly this loss.

Later, after closer observation, he found the corpses of two Japanese soldiers who had fallen into a trap and been stabbed alive by sharpened branches. This cornfield became a Jedi for several fleeing Japanese soldiers.

Luckily, there was one of the best mountain bandits in the team, and they led everyone through the cornfields around the danger possibly.

At this time, what worries Shanying the most is the little shepherd boy in the mouth of the Japanese who was about to shout just now, can he escape the pursuit of a heavily armed Japanese elite?

The eagles were even sure that the little shepherd boy had brought them to this cornfield.

Two Japanese soldiers were killed in the pit, and two more went crazy in the pit.

At the same time as Miyamoto Chuan and Smiling, Mu Dun'er, who had already walked down the hillside, was driving his beloved two black sheep and running desperately along the valley floor with two little short legs.

He had seen from a distance a man in a yellow uniform sliding down the steep slope.

Obviously, the traps and traps in the cornfield did not leave all the Japanese devils behind. And the devil who chased down the hill must have come at him as well. Mu Dun'er had even seen the cold light flickering on the tip of the knife he had drawn.

Mu Dun'er doesn't want to die, he still wants to watch Xiao Hei's goat milk feed his little sister for nothing!

If you don't want to die, you can only run, and besides, you can't run to the village.

Japs have guns. Although Mu Dun'er is small, he also knows that if the Japanese devils enter the village, only the village of the aunt and uncle will suffer.

It's just that how can a seven- or eight-year-old child outrun a strong adult man? In particular, the grown-up, strong man is still known as a ninja, even if he has been tired into a dog.

However, after more than a minute, the wooden pier, which had run desperately for more than 300 meters and turned and could no longer see the cornfield, was caught up by the Japanese army by a cliff.

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