The charred earth was littered with craters, corpses were scattered in the damp fields, damaged firearms were scattered around, and the air smelled of gunsmoke......

Nagamura Osa stood solemnly in the cold wind with his saber in both hands, his gloomy eyes staring at the battlefield where the fierce battle had taken place not long ago, his heart was shocked and angry, and his facial muscles twitched violently, indicating that he was angry now. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

A devil lieutenant trotted to Nagamura Osa with his feet on the blood-soaked mud, and said cautiously: "Wing Commander, this branch of the army has not left a living mouth, and all the jade of the third squadron is broken. ”

In less than half an hour, two teams in a row suffered devastating blows, Nagamura Osa was completely angry, and he couldn't hold back the anger in his heart anymore, and raised his hand and shook the two ear scrapers of the lieutenant standing in front of him: "Baga Ya Road!" ”

"Hey!"

The lieutenant was so dazed by these two hard ear scrapers that he almost fell to the ground, and in the face of the angry Nagamura Osa, he tried to straighten up and bow heavily to Nagamura Osa, not daring to have the slightest disobedience.

Maybe it was the two slaps of the lieutenant that vented the anger in his heart, or maybe the lieutenant's respectful attitude eased Nagamura Daisa's mood a lot, and he quickly suppressed the anger in his heart.

"Is the direction of the escape of the people of China determined?" Nagamura Osa calmed down the anger in his heart and asked with a calm face.

The lieutenant bowed and replied, "Judging by the footprints, they continued to flee eastward. ”

"All troops are in pursuit to the east! I'm going to tear them to pieces! Nagamura Dazuo's words are gritting his teeth, and he can't wait to swallow Yang Ling and them alive.

Yang Ling's two attacks completely angered the devils, and under the orders of Nagamura Daisa, thousands of vicious devil soldiers rushed towards the east and launched a pursuit of Yang Ling and them.

Yang Ling and the others ran out for more than ten miles in one go, but the devil soldiers stuck to their backs like dog skin plasters, biting tightly, making the defeated soldiers curse again and again.

"Lao Wu, it's not a way for us to run like this, I'm afraid we'll be caught by the devil before it gets dark." Seeing the tired and breathless routs, Yang Ling was very helpless.

What he meant was to take the rout to run east, trying to attract the attention of the devil to the east, and then turn back by night, and then break through from the west, but the devil bit them tightly, and the rout's physical strength was not as good as the devil, so it didn't take long for the devil's pursuers to close the distance between them.

Wu Jiang hunched over and pressed his hands on his knees, panting heavily: "Otherwise, let's run separately and turn again in the evening." ”

"In that case, the goal is still too big, I mean let's break it up and let the brothers hide all the way, and then we will gather it again at night." Yang Ling suggested.

Wu Jiang frowned: "Although you can avoid the pursuit of the devil in this way, if you run away, you will be in trouble once you encounter the devil." ”

"We disperse in squads, based on this road, remember a few closing points, and gather after nightfall."

Wu Jiang thought for a moment and nodded, this is also a way to do it, now the devils are chasing tightly, their target of hundreds of people is indeed too big, if it is broken into zero, it will be easier to avoid the pursuit of the devils.

Yang Ling and the others did what they said, and immediately gathered the squad and platoon leaders over, carefully told them the important matters of breaking into parts and the time and place of assembly, and then began to break them into parts.

The first to disperse from the group were more than a dozen of the weakest men, who really couldn't run, and immediately after leaving the group, they burrowed into a bare forest and disguised themselves.

The pursuing force of the devil soldiers also noticed the forest not far from the road, but the leaves of this forest had fallen off, and they could see through it at a glance, and they didn't expect that there were more than a dozen rout soldiers hiding under the dead leaves, so that the routs could avoid it without danger.

Yang Ling and the others ran all the way east, the team shrank more and more as time passed, and when it was almost night, the whole team was left with only Yang Ling and more than a dozen soldiers with the best physical strength, but the pursuing devils were completely ignorant and still buried their heads in pursuit.

"Stop!" Yang Ling braked sharply and raised his right hand to stop the routs behind him.

He pointed to the mass grave not far away and said, "Let's hide over there." ”

At this moment, the night was approaching, and it was cold and windy, and the defeated soldiers looked at the large and small graves standing not far away, and felt a chill down their backs, and there was an eerie feeling.

"Battalion commander, it looks pretty crazy, why don't we change places?" Some of the routs shrank their heads, a little frightened in their hearts.

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry over." Yang Lingcai didn't bother to take care of the advice of the defeated soldiers, he ran for so long, and finally found a place where he could hide people, and he was willing to give it up like that.

Seeing Yang Ling striding towards the mass grave, the defeated soldiers glanced at each other, gritted their teeth and mustered up the courage to follow Yang Ling into the mass grave and hid.

The reason why Yang Ling chose to hide in the mass grave was that he really couldn't run, and secondly, there were hundreds of people in the intelligence of the devil soldiers, and such a small mass grave couldn't hide so many people, and he gambled that the devils wouldn't expect to hide people here.

The sky darkened, and the night was approaching, and the ghost soldiers were like ghosts from hell, chasing east from the road not far from the mass grave, and the defeated soldiers hiding in the mass grave were all in their throats, for fear that the devils would send people to the mass grave.

But sometimes what you are afraid of comes, when a team of more than 100 devil soldiers passed by the mass grave, a devil officer looked at the gloomy mass grave and frowned, although he didn't think that the mass grave could hide so many routs, but he still subconsciously sent a search team to go in and see.

The rout soldiers thought that they could hide without danger, but when they saw five devils with guns pulling away and coming towards the mass grave, they scolded their mothers in their hearts, damn them, they were really afraid of something.

Looking at the five devil soldiers who had carefully touched it, Yang Ling's face flashed with a fierce look, and he lowered his voice and said, "Don't shoot, solve it with a bayonet!" As he spoke, he felt for the bayonet in the scabbard.

After the devil officer left a search team to search for the mass grave, he did not stop, and he continued to pursue the other devils to the east, and the five devils left behind looked at the gloomy mass grave and were frightened, but they still searched inside, but they did not know that they were stepping into death step by step.

Yang Ling felt that the rout beside him was breathing a little fast, and gently patted him on the shoulder to make him relax.

The devil soldier was getting closer and closer, Yang Ling could already see the hideous scar on the face of the devil in the head, looking at the devil's vigilant gaze sweeping around, Yang Ling's heart sank, judging that this was an experienced old devil.

This devil's gaze was tricky and fierce, his gaze quickly stopped on a pile of weeds, he stopped, in the dim light he saw the weeds trembling slightly, Yang Ling saw this little devil stop and felt bad.

Although Yang Ling and the others were wearing camouflage, the psychological quality of the defeated soldiers was too poor, and they were still exposed in the face of the approaching devils.

"Up!" Yang Ling didn't hesitate at all, he let out a low shout, and with a bayonet in his hand, he had jumped up from hiding like a cheetah, and rushed straight to the nearest devil soldier.

Facing Yang Ling, who suddenly broke out, this devil soldier subconsciously turned his head, only to see a black shadow crashing towards him, he didn't have time to dodge, his body had been knocked to the ground heavily, he felt a terrible pain in his back, and was about to struggle, a bright bayonet had pierced his chest fiercely.

The rout soldiers who were hiding held bayonets and rushed straight to the nearest devil soldier, but their skills were not as sharp as Yang Ling's, and one of the routs stabbed several times before a devil died.