In order to smash the siege conspiracy of Higashijo Taro, Yang Ling and the others killed a horse gun raid and eliminated Shaozo Higashijo Taro and the following 300 devil soldiers. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The three hundred elite troops were wiped out, and the news spread like the wind in all divisions and regiments on the Eastern Front of the Devils, causing a great shock.

Since the defeat of the Chinese army from the battlefield in Shanghai, the devil soldiers have been divided into three routes, all the way like a bamboo, and hundreds of thousands of Chinese troops have fled in a hurry, and the so-called national defense line has also been vulnerable to their attacks and quickly fell.

The various divisions of the devils have become arrogant in the successive victories, arrogantly clamoring to capture Nanjing, the capital of China, within a week, and to include the China region in Dari. The territory of this empire.

However, at such a moment when victory was in sight, Yang Ling and the others actually wiped out their three hundred elites with a rout, compared to the battle of hundreds of thousands of people on the Shanghai battlefield, although the scale of this battle was negligible.

But now is a special period, the Chinese army is completely defeated, the devil is in the prime of the army, the various divisions and regiments are advancing when such a defeat occurs, suddenly like being placed under the microscope is infinitely magnified, continuous victories have made it difficult for them to accept even such a small scale of defeat, for the arrogant and arrogant them, it is undoubtedly a loud slap in the face, this is a shame! You can't lose face, you have to take revenge!

Yang Ling would not have thought that they were just trying to kill a group of devil soldiers for their lives, and it was as if they had stabbed a hornet's nest, and in the face of the swarming pursuing troops around them, their escape route suddenly became difficult.

The brigade-sized Zhina Army appeared in the rear of the devil's attack force, seriously threatening the devil's transportation and supply line, and in order to wash away the shame and revenge, all divisions and regiments on the devil's eastern front have dispatched troops to encircle and chase Yang Ling and them, and for a time there was a lot of rumors in the outer areas of Jiangyin, and the situation became weird.

"Damn, why are there so many devils in this area all of a sudden?" The old smoking gun smoked the dry tobacco fiercely, and his face was full of sadness.

According to the order of the Jiangfang Group Headquarters, they were responsible for attacking the artillery position of the devils in the sand mountain of Joyama, and they made a big detour, not far from the artillery positions of the devils.

However, the sudden movement of the devil soldiers greatly affected their actions, and they had to hide in a reed, not daring to act rashly, because once exposed, not only would the attack fail, but they would not be able to protect themselves.

"Company commander, the platoon commander Tian is back scratching his tongue." A soldier slipped through the reeds and walked up to the old smoking gun to report it.

When the old smoker heard that the fat man Tian San was back, he immediately put away his dry cigarette gun and strode over.

A man in a black cotton coat was tied up like a rice dumpling, with a blue nose and swollen face, and a rag stuffed in his mouth, and was now struggling with the old smoking gun as he walked by.

"Is it exposed?" Seeing the fat man Tian San grunting his neck and pouring cold water on his stomach, the old smoking gun asked.

The fat man Tian San put down the kettle, stretched out his sleeve to wipe the water at the corner of his mouth, and shook his head with a smile: "Hehe, company commander, you don't have to worry about me doing things, I caught a lone dog traitor, and I didn't alarm others."

The old smoker nodded reassuringly, although they were hidden in the reeds, but after all, they were behind enemy lines, so they had to act carefully.

The old cigarette gun crouched down in front of the tied traitor, pulled out a cold bayonet from the scabbard at his waist and stabbed him in the thigh.

Woo woo -

In the face of the bayonet pierced into the thigh, the traitor whined in pain, and beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on his forehead.

"This knife is a reminder to you, if you dare to play any tricks next, it will not be a thigh, but your crotch-"

Although the old cigarette gun said calmly, the traitor with sweating on his painful forehead was already pale with fright, he didn't expect to meet such a ruthless person, and hurriedly nodded his head.

Seeing the traitor nodding, the old smoker reached out and removed the rag from his mouth.

"The first question, why did the people from that village become traitors?"

"I'm from Liujia Village, boss, boss, spare my life, I'll give the emperor ...... The devil is also forced to die, I have an eighty-year-old mother......"

"Ahh

The bloody bayonet in the old smoking gun's hand poked a hole in the traitor's thigh again, and it hurt him so much that he struck the sway.

"If you keep lying, I don't mind if you have a few more holes in you." The old smoking gun is an old fritter in the army, his face is not red and his heart does not beat when he tells lies, this traitor is a small witch in front of him, and he can see the truth and falsehood at a glance, so he warned him.

"I said, I said, two years ago they gave me money, five hundred oceans, let me pay attention to ......"

In the face of the vicious old smoking gun, the traitor did not dare to hide it at all, and told how he surrendered to the enemy and became a traitor.

Hearing the traitor's words, the fat man gritted his teeth on the side, stepped forward and kicked twice, scolding: "Lao Tzu kicked you to death, dog traitor!"

The old smoking gun stopped the fat man from continuing to kick, after all, the business was important.

"Then what are you doing for the devil now?"

"I'll lead the way and catch those wounded soldiers......" The traitor looked at the old smoking gun in fear and said in a slurching voice.

"Anything else?"

Seeing the traitor's hesitation, the old smoking gun went down again.

"Ahh......h

Although the old smoking gun had already expected it in his heart, he didn't expect this traitor to do so much evil, and he already had a killing intent in his heart: "It's really a loss of conscience!"

"Boss, boss, I said it all, I didn't lie to you." Looking at the murderous gaze of the old smoking gun, the traitor was so frightened that he peed his pants at the moment.

The old smoker continued to ask: "Do you know why the devil suddenly moves so often?"

The old smoking gun stared at the traitor's eyes, and the tip of the bayonet dripped blood, which made the traitor's heart creepy.

"I've heard that there is a country. The army routed and attacked one of the devils' troops, killing more than 300 people, and there is also a young man, and now the devils are very angry and are chasing and intercepting them......"

After the old smoker heard the traitor's words, he finally figured out why the devils suddenly moved frequently and were heavily guarded, it turned out to be like this, and he couldn't help but secretly call a good example for the rout.

Seeing that the old smoker didn't speak for a long time, the traitor asked fearfully: "Boss, I've said everything."

"Do you know which unit that rout is?"

The traitor shook his head, but when he saw the aggressive gaze of the old smoking gun, he hurriedly added: "Although I don't know the number of the unit, I heard that the leader is a person named Yang Ling, and I really don't know anything else."

"Yang Ling?" The old smoking gun was stunned for a moment, and inexplicably remembered that when he was on the battlefield in Songhu, his deputy company commander Yang Ling, could it be the same person?

Immediately, he shook his head helplessly, although he couldn't see through Yang Ling at the beginning, he was a little powerful, but in the face of that tragic battlefield, I am afraid that he would have already died, and this Yang Ling may not be the one he is familiar with.

"Boss, I've said everything, can you let me go?"

"Did I say I'll let you go? Since you are a traitor, you must have the consciousness of death! ”

Poof! The bayonet stabbed into the traitor's chest fiercely, pulled out and brought out a stream of bloody arrows, the traitor fell to the ground with convulsions, kicking the old smoking gun that stood up, full of unwillingness.

"Fatty, the body is disposed of, I'll go find the group." The old cigarette gun wiped the blood from the bayonet and strode into the depths of the reeds.