"Is that okay?" Almost at the same speed as an ox cart, the truck filled with people like canned sardines in its carriage crossed two checkpoints set by the Japanese army in succession, and after driving through a section of mud, the truck entered the official road. Lao Xie, who was standing in the carriage, couldn't believe his eyes, he originally thought that these people were going to fall into the hands of the devil soldiers, but who would have thought that he would be rescued by a group of national soldiers for some reason, not to mention, and inexplicably passed the defense line set by the Japanese army.

"Don't think about that good thing, turn your head and look behind you, we're followed by two little devils' three-wheeled motorcycles, that's here to see us." Lao Northeast's loud voice made Lao Xie's heart happy and clean up, squeezed back from the crowd, Lao Xie had already seen the Japanese motorcycle following the truck from the gap in the tarpaulin at the rear of the car, and the machine gun on the motorcycle sidecar made Lao Xie smack.

"What can I do? The little devils can follow if they want, and we won't care about their food anyway. Lao Dongbei, who was asked by Lao Xie, replied with a smile, then turned around and glared at the guy who had just put his arm on his waist. Although Lao Dongbei's words were ridiculed, Lao Xie could hear that Lao Dongbei was confident, but he didn't know why these people from the national army were so calm when they were in danger.

Lao Xie's doubts were quickly answered, and the truck drove along the official road for about 2 miles, and was stopped again by a Japanese checkpoint. "Tell the brothers to get ready." Tang Cheng, who was driving, turned around and whispered into the window of the connecting car, and then opened the cab and jumped in. It is rare for an imperial captain officer to drive a car in person, and the person in command of this checkpoint is only Cao Chang, and the appearance of Tang Cheng makes the Japanese soldiers at the checkpoint a little confused.

"We came from Huandiqiao Town to pursue the troops of the Chinese Resistance Army, and we happened to encounter the Imperial Army encircling and suppressing the guerrillas in front, so we helped them send the captured prisoners to Chen Guizhen by the way, and there are Xiaolin Squadron and warrants behind us, you can also check my truck." The Japanese military uniform on Tang Cheng's body and the standard Kyoto accent made the Japanese soldiers at the checkpoint unaware that the imperial captain standing in front of them and lighting a cigarette was a fake. And they all saw the two motorcycles coming from the back of the truck, and they all knew that these two motorcycles belonged to the Kobayashi squadron, and they only got through their checkpoint in the morning.

On the motorcycle were the people of the Kobayashi squadron, and they had a warrant from the squadron leader Kobayashi Kenji, but according to the regulations, Cao Chang at the checkpoint still sent two men to inspect the truck from Tang Cheng. As Tang Cheng said, in addition to some Imperial soldiers in the carriage who still had the smell of blood on their bodies, there were more than a dozen people who had their arms tied behind the rope, but what puzzled the two soldiers was that the Imperial soldiers in the carriage didn't seem to like to take care of people.

The two Japanese soldiers who inspected the truck only glanced into the compartment cursoryly, but did not turn into the compartment to examine it carefully, and in their opinion, since there were people from the Kobayashi squadron escorting them, there would be no problem with the two trucks. The Japanese soldiers who inspected the carriage put down the tarpaulin, and the old Northeast and others in the carriage also slowly sent away the fingers that hooked the trigger, the situation just now was about to erupt, once the truck was inspected at this checkpoint, their only response was to rush through the customs by force.

Tang Cheng, who was smoking a cigarette, was also very nervous, although he didn't seem to care about the Japanese soldiers at the checkpoint to check the truck, but in fact, Tang Cheng wanted to pull out his gun and shoot several times. Lao Dongbei and Wu Chuang are both hot-tempered, although they have already changed into the uniforms of the Japanese army, it is inevitable that there will be times when there will be mistakes. When the Japanese soldiers on the checkpoint moved the barricade, Tang Cheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, threw the cigarette butt in his hand on the ground, and casually exchanged a few words with the Japanese soldiers at the checkpoint, and Tang Cheng got in the car and started the truck and left.

This last checkpoint was less than 5 miles away from Chen Guizhen, and about 2 miles away from checkpoint, Tang Cheng stopped the truck again. A few hundred meters further on is a fork in the road, to the left is the road to Chen Guizhen, to the right is to continue south, Tang Cheng intends to deal with the Japanese motorcycle following behind. Tang Cheng, who got down from the cab, stretched lazily, and then walked to the back of the carriage and stretched out his hand for fear of hitting the tailgate, and the old northeast monk and a few of their tall guys jumped out of the carriage and moved their legs.

There are almost 40 people in the carriage that is crowded with 20 people, and the tall guys in the old Northeast have long stood with back pain, and being able to get off the bus and move their legs and feet can be regarded as an additional benefit. Gesturing to the motorcycle parked behind him, Lao Dongbei and the others stood in a row on the side of the road to relieve themselves, but Tang Cheng took out a pack of cigarettes and walked over to chat with the Japanese soldiers on the motorcycle.

Lao Dongbei, who was the first to pee, also came over to ask Tang Cheng for cigarettes, but the other people returned to the back of the carriage, Tang Cheng smiled and threw the remaining half a pack of cigarettes to Lao Dongbei, seeing that the monk who returned to the back of the carriage had already picked up the light machine gun from the carriage, and Tang Cheng, who was still holding a cigarette in his mouth, shouted, and then rolled down to the roadbed. Before the six Japanese soldiers who were gathering together to light cigarettes with each other could react, they saw that the big black man who had just gotten out of the car to pee turned around, already holding a light machine gun in his arms, and the imperial captain who had given him a cigarette just now had rolled under the roadbed.

At the same time that the old Northeast fit and fell to the ground, the light machine gun in the monk's hand had already fired, and the flaming tongue whip struck the six Japanese soldiers. The 30 rounds of Arisan rifle bullets in the light machine gun magazine were fired instantly, and the six Japanese soldiers who were hit by the raindrops of gunfire splashed more than a dozen clouds of blood mist, and one of the Japanese soldiers standing closest to the monk was directly lazy by the bullet chain and tore the city apart.

At the same time that the monk shot at the 6 Japanese soldiers, Tang Cheng under the roadbed also pulled out the shell gun on his waist and shot at the Japanese soldier who wanted to grab the machine gun. Killing 6 Japanese soldiers was already a big operation that required careful planning for Lao Xie's guerrillas, but Tang Cheng and they just used an extremely naïve excuse and a light machine gun to do everything, and Lao Xie, who was allowed to jump out of the carriage to breathe, became even more curious about the people of these national troops.

"You are a guerrilla, why do you have so many students with you?" Lao Northeast was cleaning the battlefield and collecting fuel from the motorcycle, and Tang Cheng walked to Lao Xie and handed over a cigarette. Jian Lao Xie didn't take the cigarettes he handed over, Tang Cheng said with a smile, "You don't have to guard against me, although I am a national army and you are a guerrilla, but there is no need for this between us, I just asked casually, you don't want to and don't have to answer." Old Xie shook his head and refused the cigarette he handed over, and Tang Cheng took his hand back with some smugness.

The guerrillas resisted Japan, but after Li Jiapu, Tang Cheng's curiosity about the guerrillas became weaker and weaker, and if a person with such a character as Lao Dongbei joined the guerrillas, he would not live for more than three days, and the guerrillas' ranks alone would be enough to make Lao Dongbei lose his head. When he picked up a gun from Tang Cheng and followed Liu Goat to fight, he always used strong firepower to fight with the Japanese army, and the poor ammunition and rudimentary weapons and equipment of the guerrillas were also an aspect of the sick guerrillas in Tang Cheng, and he didn't want to carry a rifle with only two bullets to fight with the Japanese army with bayonets.

Rescuing Lao Xie and these people was just a coincidence, and now that he was out of danger, Tang Cheng already had the intention and idea of parting ways with these people. Lao Xie didn't answer his inquiry, which was in Tang Cheng's arms, Tang Cheng put the cigarette handed to Lao Xie in his mouth, and then turned around and gave Lao Dongbei a look. The latter nodded knowingly, since Tang Cheng has already played the role of a good person, then this black-faced role is only the most suitable for Lao Dongbei, "Monk, tell their people to get off." "Put all the grenades on the waists of those Japanese soldiers into their backpacks, and Lao Dongbei and Hou San walked over with the 38 rifles and cartridge boxes they had just captured." These guns are left for you to defend yourself, and these bullets are enough for you to use for a while. Before Lao Xie could fully react, the monk and Liu Shishi had already kicked out the students in the carriage.

Many of the students who were escorted were all here, but there was only one member of Wang Qing left by his side, and it was impossible for only two people to continue to escort these students south. The angry Lao Xie didn't wait to speak, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and the frightened Wang Qing hurriedly helped Lao Xie to let him lie flat on the ground. "Quick, can't let them go, give these students to them, give these students to them." A mouthful of blood spit out, and most of Lao Xie's accumulated fire dissipated, and he spoke much faster.

Wang Qing is a tough person, if he wants to tell Lao Northeast and them to soften, it is absolutely impossible, but this is Lao Xie's order, Wang Qing can only do it even if he is unwilling. "Are you sure you didn't say the wrong thing?" Knowing that Lao Xie wanted to entrust these students to himself, Tang Cheng, who was stopped by Wang Qing and did not let him get into the car, smiled. "We're going to fight the Japanese army, it's not a dart bureau, you handed over these students who can't lift their hands and can't resist to me, don't you think their lives are too long?"

Although Tang Cheng didn't say anything about directly rejecting Lao Xie's suggestion, Lao Xie had already understood the meaning of rejection from Tang Cheng's words, and Lao Xie, who was barely standing up straight by Wang Qing's support, couldn't help but show a hint of pleading in his eyes, without Tang Cheng's help, it would be difficult for him and Wang Qing to ensure the safety of these students. The entire guerrilla team has been wiped out in order to protect these students, and if Lao Xie gives up now, it will be a pity for those members who died in battle.