Throwing down the light machine gun in his arms, Tan Fei, who was scorched with a black face, turned around and ran, the monk was blown up by the Japanese mortar, Tan Fei was anxious to check the monk's situation. "The monk is dead" The tears flowing from his eyes made two white marks on Tan Fei's face, making Tan Fei, who was crying bitterly, look a little funny. Seeing that Tang Cheng didn't react to his words, just sat on the ground expressionlessly, Tan Fei shouted loudly, "The monk is dead"

"Get out of here, don't fucking shout like a dead mother." Lao Dongbei, whose left leg was hit by a bullet, staggered over and pushed Tan Fei, who was shouting at Tang Cheng, away. "If you fight, you will definitely die, if you are not a monk, it will be someone else, maybe next time it will be you or me, if you are afraid, go away." Tan Fei was in tears, he was pushed away by Lao Dongbei and didn't know what to do, he stood in place for a while, and Tan Fei, who had stopped crying, reflexively went to the monk's corpse and sat down.

Tang Cheng didn't pay attention to Tan Fei, nor did he bother to push Tan Fei's old northeast, Tang Cheng, who was expressionless, just sat in the military station full of corpses, until Yan Hongjiao came in from outside the military station with a group of people, and Tang Cheng's face had an expression. There were seventy or eighty people who followed Yan Hongjiao into the military station, and these people were all shocked by the bloody scene in the military station without exception, Tang Cheng forgot that he was still wearing the military uniform of the Japanese army, and as soon as he got up and stood up, there were already people in the pile of people behind Yan Hongjiao who raised their guns and aimed at Tang Cheng.

"Don't shoot, it's your own people." Fortunately, Yan Hongjiao found out early, otherwise Tang Cheng might have been injured or killed by the people she brought into the military station. "Company Commander Tang, I didn't expect that the people of your national army would die in battle." Facing Tang Cheng's eyes that were no longer in focus, Yan Hongjiao was a little speechless, although she didn't know much about Tang Cheng, but she could see that Tang Cheng's current expression was obviously not a good sign.

The serial explosions in the military station were earth-shattering, and Yan Hongjiao outside the military station could not hear it, but with only a heavy machine gun, they could not break through the blockade of the Japanese army, and waited for the gunfire and explosions in the military station, Yan Hongjiao took someone into the military station. The corpses all over the ground in the military station gave Yan Hongjiao a great impact, and several of them were injured in Tang Cheng who were still alive, such a tragic battlefield, as long as he had a brain, he would not ask what he said just now, but Yan Hongjiao really didn't know how to talk to Tang Cheng, according to the plan in advance, they should not shoot in advance outside the military station.

"Why?" Tang Cheng stretched out his hand to wipe the blood spots off his face, and still looked at Yan Hongjiao with an expressionless expression, the latter didn't seem to know what Tang Cheng meant by this. "Why did the shots be fired early? According to the previous plan, you who were harassers outside the station should only open fire after we opened fire, so why should you fire earlier? Tang Cheng's eyes already had a focal length, not only the focal length, but also a thick murderous aura in his eyes.

Yan Hongjiao, who was questioned by Tang Cheng, first subconsciously turned her head to look at the middle-aged man standing beside her, and then replied, "It was the devil soldiers who found us, so we had to shoot in advance, otherwise we would have killed a lot of people." ”

"The lives of your guerrillas are valuable, but aren't the lives of my brothers the lives?" Yan Hongjiao's answer made Tang Cheng's anger that he had been trying to suppress completely burst out, and before Yan Hongjiao could open his mouth to speak, Tang Cheng's right hand hanging by his side suddenly raised, and the shell gun in his hand was still wide open, as long as Tang Cheng pulled his finger, the bullet in the chamber of the gun could be fired. Tang Cheng's movement of raising the gun was too fast, so that Yan Hongjiao was caught off guard and didn't have time to dodge, and the guerrillas standing beside her also raised their rifles in their hands, and some even put the muzzle of the gun on Tang Cheng's chest.

"I'm cāo your grandmother, brothers, all bring the gun to Lao Tzu, and Lao Tzu will see who dares to shoot." Lao Dongbei stood beside Tang Cheng with two grenades in his hands, "You deflated calves, I said a long time ago that I can't get mixed with you, and what they say is good, I think they used us as cannon fodder." The grumpy dice simply came up with a backpack, pulled the backpack open, poured out the grenades and explosives in the backpack, and then loaded the rifle in his hand, squinted at Yan Hongjiao and his party, and slowly put the muzzle of the gun on the explosives.

"Don't move, put the guns down, put them down." Tang Cheng and Lao Dongbei didn't move, but Yan Hongjiao shouted for the guerrillas around him to put down their guns. Yan Hongjiao was frightened by the fact that the dice were burning without regard for a single jade, as long as the dice fired, the pile of grenades and explosives on the ground would not make them survive. Seeing that Yan Hongjiao was soft, the dice pursed their lips with disdain, they dared to point a gun at Tang Cheng just after the battle, and the dice were the same as Lao Dongbei, and they didn't have a good impression of these guerrillas.

"Where are our people?" Lao Dongbei, who was standing beside Tang Cheng, looked around carefully, but he didn't find the two people who were left outside the military station to operate heavy machine guns in the pile of people behind Yan Hongjiao. Leaving outside the station were Wu Chuang's defeated soldiers, and before the dice volunteered, Wu Chuang had already pushed Yan Hongjiao and her guerrillas outside the station.

"Forget it, forget it, Captain Yan, we are not people on the same road, we can't afford to mess with you." Hearing Wu Chuang's roar from outside the military station, Tang Cheng, who had been pointing a gun at Yan Hongjiao, suddenly moved, and his right hand holding the shell gun hung down, and Tang Cheng turned his head to look at the dice that were still shouting. "We are the national army, the national army that fights devils, not bandits, don't play with people at every turn, we have few people, it's not cost-effective." It was Tang Cheng who raised the gun first just now, and it was Tang Cheng who was calm, the dice were dumbfounded, and Tang Cheng's face changed too quickly.

"Tell someone to drive the truck out, load the bodies of the brothers, let's go, go back to Nanshan Village to pick up the people, let's leave." Don't look at Yan Hongjiao, Tang Cheng turned around and left, there were seventy or eighty guerrillas in the guerrillas, and there were not even 10 people on his side, Tang Cheng couldn't take the rest of these people into it for his own momentary anger. Tang Cheng didn't say much to Lao Dongbei, he knew that Lao Dongbei would understand the meaning, but Tang Cheng was now worried about Liu Shishi and Hou San who were left in Lingxiang Town.

"The surname is Tang, you are just a deserter of the Kuomintang, you don't put on a show here." The middle-aged man beside Yan Hongjiao snorted coldly, showing disdain for Tang Cheng. If it was a change to the old northeast, he would definitely make trouble with the other party, but Tang Cheng was not even in the mood to look at them now, where would he turn around and deal with the middle-aged man. Seeing that Tang Chengli didn't pay attention to himself, the middle-aged man's face was even colder, if it wasn't for Yan Hongjiao's best efforts to stop him, the middle-aged man would have to draw a gun against Tang Cheng.

Yan Hongjiao wanted to explain a few words to Tang Cheng, but Tang Cheng didn't pay attention to her at all, seeing that Tang Cheng was collecting the corpses of his own people, Yan Hongjiao, who was ashamed, took her own people over to help, but was stopped by Lao Dongbei and the dice. "Captain Yan, our company commander has already said that we are not people on the same road, and everything that promised you has helped you do it, and we will go half of the road from now on. If we die, we are unlucky, but our own brethren will be able to restrain themselves, and dare not bother you to stretch out your hand. ”

Like Tang Cheng, Lao Dongbei's face was also extremely dark, if it weren't for the color that Tang Cheng gave him before turning around, maybe Lao Dongbei would have picked up the machine gun under his feet and cleaned up all these guerrillas. Seeing that Lao Dongbei and the dice were like this, Yan Hongjiao had no choice but to flash Tang Cheng and them awkwardly and walk towards the freight yard in the inner courtyard of the military station. Stepping on the bloodstains on the ground, the guerrillas entered the freight yard in the inner courtyard of the barracks, and one after another the tarpaulins were lifted, and the weapons and ammunition under the tarpaulins made the guerrillas look dumbfounded.

The guerrillas have always been short of weapons and ammunition, and with so many weapons and ammunition in front of them, not to mention that the guerrillas cannot use them, even if they arm more than a dozen guerrillas. "Captain Yan, it's good now, in the future, our guerrillas will not be short of weapons and ammunition, these things are enough for us for several years." The middle-aged man who had a conflict with Tang Cheng was full of joy, and commanded his team members to pry open several boxes one after another, and the weapons in the boxes that still smelled of gun oil had already dazzled them, where did anyone pay attention to Tang Cheng who was cleaning up the corpses.

"Company Commander Tang, it's definitely not what I mean to shoot in advance, it's better for you to go back first, the injured also need to be treated and rested. Everything is waiting for me to go back, let's talk about it in detail, and now I can't say it clearly for a while" The truck drove out of the station, and Yan Hongjiao, who looked embarrassed, stopped Tang Cheng and wanted to say something, but was pushed away by Lao Dongbei arrogantly, and the two of them teamed up with the dice to push Tang Cheng into the carriage.

Lao Dongbei knew that Tang Cheng was definitely not a black-hearted person, and so many brothers who had died were going to leave without saying a word, which was definitely not Tang Cheng's habit of doing things. Tang Cheng, who was nesting in the carriage, took the cigarette handed by Lao Dongbei and lit it with a match. "Hurry up, there is no telephone line in the station, I guess they must have used the radio to communicate with the Japanese troops outside, we have been in the station for half an hour, enough for their soldiers to send out a message for help. I originally thought that if the guerrillas were of the same mind as us, I would tell them about it, but now it seems that they don't look down on us at all, and since they want to devour the whole thing in the yard, then they will have to bear the counterattack of the Japanese army. "You're really bad enough" Old Northeast gave Tang Cheng a thumbs up when he heard this, originally thinking that Tang Cheng would not be ruthless, but now it seems that this Xiao Lian is even more ruthless than he imagined. The people in the carriage did not say anything to accuse Tang Cheng of doing wrong, even Tan Fei, who was originally yearning for communism, bowed his head and remained silent, what happened after the guerrillas entered the military station had hurt all of them, including Tan Fei, and he even felt that the monk's death seemed to be a little unreasonable.