When the two sentries heard Teng Tian's fluent answer, their vigilance was greatly reduced, and they also felt a little cordial. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The guerrilla battalion fought side by side with the 122nd Division during the recent Jiangyin Defense, and it can be regarded as a brother in the trenches.

"We are a guerrilla battalion," the sentry proudly added, "and our battalion commander is Commander Yang who killed the devil general."

"Oh, it turned out to be a brother from the guerrilla battalion, and Chief Yang was also inside?" Teng Tian smiled and talked, and quietly signaled to his own people behind him, preparing to kill the two guerrilla battalion sentries.

"Inside," the two sentries did not realize the danger of approaching, and greeted Tengtian and them cordially, "This ghost weather is strangely cold, you are frozen, come into the village to warm up, and the village can eat and drink."

Tengtian and the others heard that there were still troops living in the village, and they dared to enter the village, so they just wanted to kill the two sentries and get out quickly.

"Oh, well, that's a big bother." Teng Tian responded hypocritically, his body was already close to the two sentries, and his hand had already touched the bayonet at his waist.

"It's all a brother in the trenches, why are you so polite?" One sentry said to another: "Tiedan, you take these brothers of the 122nd Division into the village, and I will watch here."

"Haole," replied another thinner sentry, slung his gun back on his shoulder, and beckoned Tengtian and them into the village.

At this moment, Teng Tian and the other two devils who disguised themselves as Chinese routs were vaguely sandwiching the two guerrilla battalion sentries in the middle, and a fierce light flashed in their eyes, ready to make a move.

"Hey, Iron Egg, what are you doing?" The old smoker was just out to check the post, and when he saw more than a dozen strangers talking to their sentry, he frowned and shouted.

Seeing that someone had appeared again, Tengtian hurriedly released the half-drawn bayonet again, but fortunately it was dark and the light was dim, and he was not found.

"Company commander, these are the brothers of the 122nd Division who were dispersed." A sentry reported to the old smoking gun.

"Oh? 122 divisions? The old smoker stepped forward and carefully examined the tattered "routs".

Teng Tian smiled at the old smoking gun and nodded slightly.

"We are the third battalion of the 667th Regiment of the 122nd Division, and I was the captain and company commander He Dashan before, and we were broken up when we broke through." Teng Tian said and stretched out his hand to the old smoking gun.

"My surname is Zhou, and I am also a captain and company commander, from the guerrilla battalion." The old smoking gun also stretched out his hand and shook Tengtian's hand: "Your 122nd Division is fighting well."

"Thank you for the compliment, your guerrilla battalion is also very good." Teng Tian also politely praised the old smoking gun and them.

"Since you're here, let's go into the village to warm up, and look like you're hungry, I'll have someone prepare some food for you." As he spoke, the old smoker squeezed his eyes at a brother behind him and said, "Go and tell the cooking class to prepare some food."

The brother froze for a moment, then reacted, and hurried to turn and go to the village.

Teng Tian has now made a living and retired, and he feels that the officer in front of him is not easy to deal with: "Company Commander Zhou, since you are camping in the village, then we won't disturb, let's find another place to make up for the night." As he spoke, he beckoned the disguised devil to leave.

"Hey, Company Commander He, what are you talking about, they are all brothers who have fought in the trenches, why bother to be so angry, go for a walk, and enter the village." The old smoking gun grabbed Tengtian, who was about to leave, and his enthusiasm was a little excessive.

Teng Tian was now eager to strangle the enthusiastic officer of China, but he could not get angry, because he found that there seemed to be people lurking in the wilderness on the left, and if they turned their faces, they would definitely not be able to get along.

Tengtian's more than a dozen disguised devil soldiers could only enter the village with enthusiasm in the old smoking gun.

Hiding in the darkness, Eagle Xiao Shaozuo saw from a distance that there was a Shina army stationed in the village, and Tengtian, who was in charge of investigating the situation, was brought into the village, his brows furrowed, and he hurriedly sent people to reconnoiter outside the village.

The old smoker put on Tengtian's shoulder, and enthusiastically brought more than ten of them into a courtyard, and the two sides talked and laughed along the way.

Teng Tian also complained bitterly, this officer of the branch smiled, his eyes narrowed into a slit, he looked harmless to humans and animals, but every question asked was very tricky.

Tengtian, as a task force to infiltrate Nanjing City to carry out a beheading operation, although they packaged their identities before leaving, they couldn't bear to ask the old smoking gun to get to the bottom of it.

The old smoking gun is a veteran who has fought for more than ten years, not only has rich experience in fighting, but also has the ability to observe words and feelings.

Seeing that every time he asked a critical question, the company commander called He Dashan was vague and perfunctory, and he already had a judgment in his heart, there must be a problem with these more than ten people, but he didn't poke it, he was worried about startling the snake, and he was still chatting enthusiastically.

"Company commander, the battalion commander has something to look for you." A brother strode into the courtyard and saluted the old smoking gun.

The old cigarette gun stood up from his seat in fear, and said to Teng Tian with an apologetic face: "What, Company Commander He, you sit down first, and the food will be delivered soon, and I will go back as soon as I go."

"Then you get busy first." Teng Tian enthusiastically sent the old smoking gun out of the yard, and as soon as he turned around, his smiling face turned cold.

"Chief Tengtian, what should I do?" A ghost soldier stepped forward and asked in a low voice.

Teng Tian calmly instructed a devil: "Let's hold them down here first, you will find an opportunity to go out of the village later, and report the situation to His Excellency Yingxiao Shaozuo, there is an ambush in the village, and you must not enter the village."

"Hello!" A ghost soldier with a fake bandage on his head nodded and bowed down.

The old smoking gun was similar to Tengtian, and when he left the yard, he had no smile on his face, and hurriedly walked to the yard not far away.

"What's the situation?" Yang Ling saw the old smoking gun coming back and hurriedly inquired.

The old cigarette gun's face was solemn: "These more than ten people are pretending to be devils."

"Damn, after waiting for so long, it's finally here, Lao Tzu went to destroy them!" Liu Yidao immediately grabbed his machete and shouted and shouted to kill.

"Come back!" Yang Ling drank the impulsive Liu Yidao, he frowned and analyzed: "The number of devils can't be so small, I estimate that this is the devil's pathfinder, and the rest may be hiding outside the village, we can already be exposed."

Yang Dashu was a little anxious and asked, "What should I do then?"

"In order to avoid startling the snakes, don't do anything in the village first, stabilize them first, Qin Shou, Da Shu, Liu Yidao, the three of you will lead people to quietly go out of the village from behind, bypass from both wings, and solve the devils outside the village first."

"Yes!" The three of them looked serious, turned around and went out the door.

The old smoker was a little annoyed at the moment, they were in ambush well, who knew that the hidden sentries were not angry, and they ran up to greet them without distinguishing between friend and foe, which exposed them, if the devil who did not enter the village saw that the situation was bad and ran away, he had to punish the two sentinels fiercely.

"Brother Zhou, the matter of stabilizing those more than ten devils will be left to you." Yang Ling's gaze turned to the annoyed old smoking gun, and he didn't mean to blame.

The old smoking gun said viciously: "Brother Yang, don't worry, leave it to me."