Huo Xiaoshan, Shen Chong, Kawaguchi Kuanichi, Zhu Gang, Lu Zhengsheng, Manghan, Xiaoshi, Copper Lock, Iron Lock, and Niu Rugao were lying quietly in the dense bushes on the side of the road, all staring at the road in front of them on the right with their eyes. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

They were hiding a little to the left of the bend of the road, and at the bend was a high hill that was also overgrown with trees, so they could not see the Japanese troops coming from the road.

Although they could not see that the Japanese troops were coming from trucks, horse-drawn carts, armored vehicles or motorcycles, they had been waiting for more than two hours, but no one said a word.

Niu Rugao was already a veteran lying there, although judging from the time he enlisted, he was definitely a new recruit.

But with his excellent skills, gun-fighting understanding, and incomparably brave style, he grabbed the starting position in the battle among Huo Xiaoshan's strong soldiers.

He and the soldiers of the directly subordinate battalion who are good at martial arts are idle to fight with their fists and feet, and they have a five-five victory rate against Shen Chong and a small stone of the mang, and more than one defeat against other soldiers.

Moreover, military skills are learned quickly, and although the box cannon makes it less than that of veterans, it is more than enough to cope with ordinary battles.

Moreover, this combat method of Huo Xiaoshan's direct battalion is also in line with people like him, you don't need to carry the Japanese army's shells, but in the event of a white-knuckle battle or hand-to-hand combat with the Japanese army, you must be able to achieve one enemy with two enemies and five or even ten enemies!

Ten meters behind Huo Xiaoshan, Xiao Shisuo was also lying there, but the direction in which he was lying was to the right of Huo Xiaoshan.

Because as soon as the small stone lock tilted his neck, he could clearly see the high post at the bend of the road adjacent to them.

There are also dense woods on the high hill, and although it is autumn, the leaves have not yet turned yellow.

There were also soldiers and observation posts of the directly subordinate battalion ambushed there, and they would use flags to call Xiao Shi Suo the situation of the number of people and vehicles marching from afar, and Xiao Shi Suo would report the situation to Huo Xiaoshan, who could not see the Japanese army on this side.

And those soldiers were Huo Xiaoshan, who blocked the suitable target and used it to encircle and wrap it in the back.

Xiao Shi Suo's leg injury was no longer serious, and seeing that he could jump again, he naturally had to follow the leader within three meters, so he made a fuss about Huo Xiaoshan to participate in the battle.

Huo Xiaoshan also felt that it was inconvenient for a clever ghost like Xiao Shisuo to run errands and pass the word without being around, so he told him to go to the assessment, and he could participate in the battle after passing the level.

Don't look at the small stone lock person, but he really didn't have the skills, and he passed the assessment of cutting the wooden pole with a big knife very smoothly, and he happily and his head within three meters.

In the past two hours, three groups of devils have passed, the first group is a convoy of five trucks, the second group is five horse-drawn carts, and the third group is a small squad of Japanese troops on foot.

But these do not meet Huo Xiaoshan's standards, they need to grab a means of transportation for the Japanese army, too many Japanese soldiers can't do it, and too few Japanese soldiers can't do it.

But how much the Japanese army came, it was not something that Huo Xiaoshan could control, they couldn't fight if they came too much, and they could control it if they came less, but if it was just a motorcycle that could only transport three people, what use did he want?

What's more, they wanted to grab the means of transportation, but they couldn't let the Japanese army find out, they couldn't shoot, and there were requirements for secrecy.

Well, then we have to wait, no matter how strong the combat effectiveness of a small detachment of forty people is, it is impossible for a small detachment to challenge a brigade of the Japanese army.

Fortunately, except for Niu Rugao, both the direct battalion and the Eighteenth Route Army are veterans who have been in battle for a long time, even without Huo Xiaoshan's leadership, they all know how important patience is sometimes, so they have been lying still like this.

They were so well dormant that a red-billed, green-haired, yellow-bellied bird that flew from nowhere actually treated them as dead creatures, jumping on the ground looking for food, but jumped all the way to Huo Xiaoshan.

Huo Xiaoshan's eyes were always open, he had to observe the enemy's situation, so in an instant, the bird's eyes collided with Huo Xiaoshan's.

The little bird tilted its head and looked at Huo Xiaoshan in confusion, in its instincts inherited from generation to generation, it knew the horror of humanoid creatures.

But this little bird does not have a "psychology" of fear of Huo Xiaoshan, but has a sense of closeness, as if Huo Xiaoshan is just an old cow that was once grazed in the wild, and he can jump on his back to play, even if the tail of the ox is shaking, it is just to drive away the blood-sucking nasty gadfly.

Shen Chong knew that Huo Xiaoshan sometimes embodied some kind of inexplicable miracle, and he saw that the little bird and Huo Xiaoshan were "hooking up" just right, but he tightened his nose and deliberately glared at him.

The little bird sensed the abnormality in an instant, no longer looked at Huo Xiaoshan, and flew up with its claws and flew into the depths of the woods.

Huo Xiaoshan twisted his head slightly and glared at Shen Chong fiercely, making Shen Chong tremble in fright.

Shen Chong was not afraid that Huo Xiaoshan would be angry, he naturally knew that Huo Xiaoshan had a good temper.

What he was trembling about was the position of his head, but it was slightly behind Huo Xiaoshan's head, his eyes were tight, his nose was tight, but there was no sound, Huo Xiaoshan's temples and ears, but he didn't have eyes, how did he find that he was grimacing in the back position?

This kind of perception is terrifying, even if you guess and find yourself with a twist, this reaction is terrible!

Since Huo Xiaoshan found "his mother" in Nanjing and placed "his mother" in Nanjing, as the person most familiar with Huo Xiaoshan in the direct battalion, Shen Chong felt that Huo Xiaoshan had changed slightly, although this feeling was inexplicable.

Is it that I also go to learn that there is no Buddha in the south of Xiaoshanzi? Shen Chong was thinking there when he heard a sharp sound behind them, but it was the small stone that quickly climbed over and said, "Boss, here, three motorcycles, eight devils." ”

"Up!" As soon as Huo Xiaoshan waved his hand, the copper lock got up and rushed onto the road, lying on his back and lying in the middle of the road.

After a while, the sound of motorcycles on the side of Gaogang became closer and closer, and in an instant, a Japanese three-wheeled motorcycle drove from behind Gaogang.

On the motorcycle, a Japanese driver was in the back seat, and the Japanese soldier on the side fight also set up a crooked machine gun.

Huo Xiaoshan, the location they chose was very good, and when the first motorcycle of the Japanese army turned a corner, he saw them who were also wearing Japanese military uniforms in the middle of the road, but when the brakes of "Ga" were made, the two motorcycles were left with an open space to park.

The two motorcycles behind the Japanese army only turned a corner to see the car in front of them stop, but when they hurriedly stepped on the brakes, they both made a long "quack" sound.

"Ono, Ono wake up!" At this time, Kawaguchi Kanichi shouted loudly in Japanese, and at the same time shook the shoulders of the copper lock with both hands, and the iron lock next to him was still holding a white bandage in his hand.

"What's wrong with him?" The Japanese soldier who was sitting on the back seat of the motorcycle asked as he stepped forward.

And Huo Xiaoshan, who was squatting in the middle of the road and sticking to the side of the Japanese army, naturally stood up and made way for the Japanese soldier.

"I don't know, he fainted suddenly!" Kawaguchi replied.

At this time, Huo Xiaoshan and Shen Chong were already running towards the first motorcycle, shouting, "Who has water, who has water?" ”

The Japanese soldiers on the three motorcycles were all attracted by the situation in front of them at this time, but they did not expect that from behind the high post, seven or eight soldiers of the directly subordinate battalion who were also wearing Japanese military uniforms had rushed out.

When the two Japanese soldiers on the last motorcycle heard the footsteps, they were already choked by their iron pincer-like hands, and they didn't make a sound.

The last thing they saw in their blurred vision was three more people running past them, and once again reaching out to the three companions on the motorcycle in front of them.

The Japanese shooter on the first motorcycle was untying the water bottle that was slung on his shoulder, and the driver was craned his neck to watch the situation, but Huo Xiaoshan and Shen Chong each stretched out one arm and crushed their throats at the same time.

And the Japanese soldier Cao Chang, who was looking down at the wounded of the "wounded", saw that the "wounded" suddenly opened his eyes, and before he could react, the iron lock hand in front of him had already choked his neck, and at the same time, the back of the head of Cao Chang had already received a heavy blow.

The battle to eliminate three motorcycles and eight Japanese soldiers took less than two minutes, and the eight Japanese soldiers were all strangled to death without even making a sound.

Without waiting for Huo Xiaoshan's orders, the soldiers had already carried the bodies of the eight devils into the woods on the side of the road, and there was not a drop of blood or a trace of a fight on the road.

When Huo Xiaoshan waved his hand, he took the pre-arranged eight people and three of them on the motorcycle.

In the sound of "sudden", the three motorcycles were already rowing in circles on the highway, turning the front of the car and driving towards the direction of the Japanese motorcycle!