In the reeds floating in the breeze, Yang Ling sneaked cautiously forward along the empty path that was trodden out with a 38 big cover rifle in his hand, and the remnants of the soldiers also followed closely with tense expressions, and there was a rustle of the wind blowing the reeds in their ears. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The reeds have withered and yellowed, and it is bleak as far as the eye can see, and it is undoubtedly a needle in a haystack to find the devil soldiers who have infiltrated in this huge reed, but Yang Ling, as the former king of soldiers, the trick of the devil to hide traces is like a child's house, and no clues can escape his eyes.

The remnants of the soldiers followed Yang Ling in a column, their shoes creaking crisply on the dry reed poles, and the reed stalks breaking.

Yang Ling followed the traces forward for about half an hour or so, he stopped and listened, there seemed to be an unusual movement in the whirring wind, he guessed that it should not be far from the devil's infiltration team.

"The little devil should be nesting in front of us, and we can't move on." Yang Ling turned around and lowered his voice to speak to the remnants.

He thought it through very thoroughly, and with the combat quality of the remnants, wanting to quietly approach the little devil is tantamount to a fool's dream, and he will definitely startle the snake, and when the time comes, it will alarm the devil, and it is really hard to say who wins and who loses.

"The little devil is just ahead, how can we fight if we don't move forward?" The old smoker looked puzzled.

Yang Ling pointed to the reeds on both sides: "You guys are ambushing here, I'll go and lure the little devil over." ”

The remnants of the soldiers were stunned when they heard Yang Ling's command, and all eyes were on him, waiting for his next order.

Although they are very hateful and angry about the little devil, they still have some fear of the little devil in their hearts, after all, the quality of the devil's individual soldiers is there, he has suffered a lot of losses, and he has died a lot, and he still has some apprehension about the infiltration team to chase down the devil.

"Brother Zhou, Brother Luo, you two take someone to lie on the right side, and when the time comes, after I lure the devil over, you can shoot at the right time, and strive to put down a few more at once."

The old smoking gun and Luo Ziqiang nodded: "Then you be careful." Then he beckoned the remnants of the soldiers, with rifles in their hands, and swung towards the reeds on the right, about two hundred meters, and lay down and aimed their guns at this side.

"What, Brother Yang, what about us?" Luo Dayong couldn't help but ask.

Yang Ling pointed to the reed swing on the left: "You go to the left side to ambush, and after the gunshots go off on their side, the little devil lies down and throws a grenade in the middle of the little devil, do you understand?" ”

"Hehe, blow up those shreds then!" Luo Dayong greeted and led the grenade team into the reeds on the left.

After seeing that both sides were ambushed, Yang Ling took a deep breath, untied the bayonet from the strip of cloth, inserted it into his waist, and then cautiously dived forward.

The reason why Yang Ling dared to touch the devil alone was also because he expected that the infiltration troops of the devil would not dare to shoot, and there were troops of the National Revolutionary Army all around this reed, if the devil was not mentally retarded, he would not shoot, this was his biggest reliance on attracting devils.

Although he guessed so, he still stuck a grenade in his waist just in case, which was used as a last resort.

Yang Ling cautiously sneaked forward for about five hundred meters, and the voice of speaking was clearly heard in front, and through the whispered conversation, Yang Ling finally determined the identity of the devil.

A vigilant devil sentry was standing fifty meters away and looking around, but the reeds were densely packed with reed stalks, and the visibility was very low, coupled with Yang Ling's stealth skills, he quietly sneaked to such a close distance from the devil.

Yang Ling deliberately picked up a stone and threw it forward, the devil's sentry was very alert, and immediately found Yang Ling standing not far away, stunned for a moment, and then greeted the back, and immediately held the bayonet like Yang Ling pounced.

Seeing that the devil sentry did not shoot, he immediately relieved his heart, it seems that the devils are not all mentally retarded, knowing that they are in the territory of the Chinese army, and their identities cannot be exposed.

Yang Ling was stunned to watch the devil rushing towards him with a bayonet, as if he was scared stupid if he didn't dodge, but an imperceptible sneer flashed in his eyes.

The injury on Lao Tzu's leg is not healed yet, so I will get a little interest back here today.

The warning of the devil sentry made the rest of the devils all stand up and rush over to this side with guns in hand, wanting to see what was going on.

Yikes! The little devil looked at Yang Ling, who seemed to be frightened, and stabbed Yang Ling in the chest with a bayonet, trying to eliminate the Chinese soldier who had discovered their whereabouts.

Seeing that the bayonet was about to pierce Yang Ling's chest, the devil suddenly found that he had lost his target, and the frightened Chinese soldier disappeared like a ghost in his field of vision.

The devil sentry was startled and suddenly felt that something was wrong, and the bayonet he stabbed forward tried to retract his defense, but it was too late, he felt a cold in his lower abdomen, and a pain came.

He subconsciously looked down to see that a bloody bayonet was being pulled out of his lower abdomen, and the Chinese soldier, who was a little stupid, was smiling at himself with a sly face.

The devil sentry felt that the power in his body was rapidly draining, he raised the butt of his gun and was about to smash it towards the head of the Chinese soldier, but Yang Ling had already punched him in the lower body, and the devil's body rolled and curled up on the ground like a bowed prawn, and his mouth made a muffled sound, and the severe pain had made his face distort.

Damn, after being beaten here, he endured the severe pain and didn't shout out for fear of alarming the surrounding Chinese army, Yang Ling also admired the devil soldiers, but the enemy is the enemy, and he doesn't need pity.

He raised his foot and kicked the devil in the face, then quickly untied the two grenades on the devil's body, and trotted back the way he came.

The rest of the devils had already rushed over when they heard the movement, and they happened to see Yang Ling kick the devil sentry in the face, and they were immediately furious.

"Don't shoot! Get him! Devil Second Lieutenant Matsui shouted anxiously when he saw Yang Ling, who turned around and ran towards the reeds.

If the escaped Yang Ling attracted nearby Chinese troops, Second Lieutenant Matsui could predict that he would definitely attract nearby Chinese troops, and his infiltration team would be in danger of being destroyed.

Yang Ling quickly rushed towards the place where the old smoking gun was ambushed in the reeds, and the devil also chased after him silently, and the two sides launched a chase in the reeds.

However, both sides tacitly agreed that they did not shoot or shout, Second Lieutenant Matsui was worried about attracting nearby Chinese troops, and Yang Ling was worried that he would scare the devils away by shouting, so he still gave them a little hope and lured them into the ambush circle he had arranged.