The short little devil stepped on the dying young man at his feet, and turned his head to stare at Han Er, who pounced on him, with a playful look on his face.

The little devils who were in charge of overseers with guns nearby had no intention of coming over to help, and watched the excitement from a distance, because they knew that a thin Chinese young man could not pose a threat to a well-trained soldier.

Han Er's eyes were red, and he clenched his fists and went straight to the little devil's face, he punched with anger, gathering almost all the strength in his body.

When Han Er's fist was about to smash into the devil's face, a sneer appeared at the corner of the short devil soldier's mouth, and he dodged it with his body slightly to the side.

And because Han Er was too strong, he suddenly hit the air, couldn't restrain his feet and leaned forward, and passed by the little devil.

But the short and fat devil soldier didn't intend to let Han Er go, a vicious look broke out in his eyes, and the short and fat body also turned around, and the butt of the gun in his hand slammed towards Han Er's back.

"Ahh

The butt of the gun wrapped in the iron handguard smashed into Han Er's back, and under the dull impact, he only had time to scream before he threw a dog to gnaw on the mud.

The devil soldier's blow could be described as heavy and ruthless, and Han Er felt as if he had been dismantled, and the severe pain made his face distort, and he struggled to get up.

The young people who were watching around also let out exclamations, they didn't expect the devil to be so powerful, and their fear of the devil deepened a little.

The short and fat little devil didn't expect that there was really someone who was not afraid of death and dared to rush up, his face was full of coldness, he stepped forward, and pulled Han Er's hair from the ground as easily, as easily as carrying a chicken.

Then the short and fat little devil swung his fist at Han Er's face, and one of Han Er's teeth flew out with blood and fell again.

Han Er's head, which had been hit hard in the face, was a little dizzy, and the sound of painful wails made the surrounding Qing Zhuang feel terrified.

Although Han Er's courage is commendable, in the face of a well-trained little devil, neither his melee hand-to-hand combat skills nor strength are at the same level, so he is naturally not an opponent.

Seeing the short and fat devil soldiers constantly kicking and kicking Han Er, the young people around them were as quiet as cicadas, they knew that after colliding with the imperial army, Han Er was finished, and they all shook their heads in regret.

Soon, Han Er, like his younger brother, was already paralyzed on the ground without any resistance power, his forehead had been broken, blood was flowing all over his face, and he had less air in and more air out.

The little devil also seemed to think that this game was not fun, and when he saw Han Er who was dying, he quickly lost interest, and he stopped kicking out of breath, holding a bayonet and preparing to end his life.

For these arrogant little devils, killing a young man is as easy as pinching an ant to death, and life has no weight in their eyes.

When they saw the little devil hanging his bayonet and preparing to pierce it, the young men all turned their heads, not wanting to see this bloody scene.

But at this time, the vigilant voice of the little devil squad leader came from a distance, and Humpty's attention was attracted to it.

Soon, the short and fat little devil glanced at the two dying people, hurriedly crawled out of the trench, and ran into the distance with a gun.

Because, on the road in the distance, dozens of unidentified people were approaching Gaoyou City, and the devil soldiers quickly jumped into the ring fortifications made of sandbags, and pointed their guns at the comers.

"Your... What a job! ”

The leader of the devil detachment poked out half of his head from behind the sandbag and asked from a distance in cold, dry and hard Chinese.

There were about fifty or so people who came, except for five or six people wearing pseudo-military clothes, the rest were ordinary people wearing mottled and variegated clothes, but they were all young and strong.

"Taijun, Taijun, we are the ...... of the third battalion and one company of public security"

The one who spoke was Li Dequan, a member of the Flame Special Operations Brigade under the command of the guerrilla corps, who was wearing a puppet army uniform and a large-brimmed hat at the moment, and was dressed as a puppet army second lieutenant platoon commander.

In fact, a company of the Third Battalion of Public Security had been completely wiped out in the encounter with the Flame Special Operations Brigade, and Yang Ling and the others had already destroyed their corpses.

At this moment, the person who supervised the young men repairing the trench fortifications on the position outside the city was only the captain of the devil's detachment, a low-level officer, who knew the battalion commander of the puppet army.

As for the so many puppet troops below, who remembers, after all, they belong to different numbers, and he can't even recognize all the people on his side in the city.

The captain of the devil's detachment glanced at Li Dequan and them, the puppet soldiers all nodded and bowed, and the people who were driven away by them with guns looked panicked.

"Yours, who did you arrest?" The captain of the devil squad looked at it a few times and continued to ask.

Li Dequan nodded and said flatteringly: "Taijun, ours, the work of searching for the guerrillas, I heard that you want the people to repair the fortifications, and ours is arrested." ”

Hearing Li Dequan's intermittent learning to speak from devils, the officers and soldiers of the Flame Special Combat Team dressed as ordinary people were all holding back a smile, but their faces still looked panicked and afraid.

"Yo-"

After the captain of the devil detachment heard the explanation, his tense nerves were also relaxed.

As soon as the captain of the devil detachment waved his hand, the two little devils with guns moved away from the horses in front of the fortifications and stepped forward to check on Li Dequan and them.

"They are all capable of work, very powerful." Li Dequan saw the devil inspecting, pointed at Qingzhuang and said, took out a cigarette and lit it for the devil.

The two devils had cigarettes in their mouths, and they were very satisfied with Li Dequan's ability to make sycophants, and quickly made a safe gesture to the captain of the devil detachment.

The devil machine gun crew behind the side also stood up one after another and lifted their vigilance.

The little devil is in need of people to repair these trench fortifications, and now he is naturally happy to see the puppet army take the initiative to arrest people for them.

Soon, a few little devils handed over the people and brought dozens of civilians dressed as the Flame Special Operations Brigade to work on the construction site.

The captain of the devil detachment also patted Li Dequan on the shoulder for sharing their worries so actively: "Yours, great good people." ”

"Yes, yes, good people, for the sake of the Taijun to go to the soup and fire, for the establishment of the Greater East Asia ......"

Li Dequan also followed Yang Ling, and they had a lot of experience with them, and it was a set of ways to coax the devil at this moment.

The Flame Special Operations Brigade also has a specialization in the arts, including a sniper group with relatively accurate shooting and an assault group with relatively strong melee combat ability.

And Li Dequan's flexible mind is in Wang Dongming's enemy intelligence reconnaissance group, not only to learn Japanese, but also to learn some things of the puppet army, their combat effectiveness is not strong, but they are an irreplaceable part.

Li Dequan completed the escort task, let the brothers of the Flame Special Combat Team blend into the young team, and was about to say goodbye and leave, but was retained by the leader of the devil detachment.

"It's dark, rest for you, eat canned meat."

The captain of the puppet army detachment was very happy to get so many dozens of young men to help repair the fortifications, so he also had a good impression of Li Dequan.

"But we still have to carry out the ...... of searching and arresting the guerrillas," Li Dequan was also a little embarrassed.

"Don't worry, don't worry, I'll go back tomorrow, my reward will give you rest, and your commander will not dare to punish you." The captain of the devil detachment was full of smiles.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you." Li Dequan also got off the donkey down the slope, agreed with a happy face, and beckoned the brothers behind him to stay.

Seeing that the brothers had successfully blended into Qingzhuangli, and in the distance there were a few weeds with good shooting ranges, and the brothers of several sniper groups also retreated silently.