The westward moonlight cannot reach the bottom.

The rustling sound of the stream continues.

Three figures hiding in the darkness jumped among the rocks from time to time, and occasionally crawled in the weeds.

The valley is covered with weeds and it is not easy to move.

The big dog is responsible for alerting the left side, and Wang Yinzhi is responsible for observing the right side. The three of them are all wearing Japanese military uniforms. Although they are not afraid of being discovered by Japanese, they have to be blatant. Who knows if they will encounter Japanese people who are serious?

Wang Yinzhi pretended to be an enemy for the first time and was even more terrified.

Madman Yang focused on the patrol team that passed by from time to time in the darkness.

Whenever the Japanese patrol visits a secret post, they will match the secret post hidden in the bushes and briefly inform the situation.

This was why the three of them were silently bypassed several Japanese secret whistles.

Wang Yinzhi whispered to the big dog: "There are almost all Japanese in the canyon, why are they so strict?"

The big dog replied: "The Japanese just arrived here and were not familiar with the terrain. He was not careful... No... Your guerrillas left last night, which must have alarmed the Japanese."

Yang Crazy Man, who was lying behind the stone in front, whispered: "Shut up..."

The big dog and Wang Yinzhi quickly held their breath to avoid making noises.

The patrol came from a distance again.

There was no time to care about the cold feeling of the weeds sticking to the cheeks, and the three of them hid among the pile of rocks and remained motionless.

The patrol finally walked away.

The big dog suddenly asked Yang Crazy with some concern: "How come we kill those two Japanese, and it must be a bad thing to be discovered."

It is naturally impossible to take care of all the details when acting in the dark. Yang Crazy Man ignored the big dog and stood up directly from the darkness: "Go away quickly..."

Turning around a cliff.

Suddenly, several bright fires appeared in front of them.

The three had to hide again in the rocky bushes beside the river valley stream.

far away.

A large tent on the slightly flat ground.

Even in the temporary camp, the Japanese still set up light and dark whistles.

From a distance, I saw a standing Japanese man with a bayonet hanging on his own, with his legs facing the depths of the canyon to guard him.

More than a dozen Japanese were sitting around the bonfire, with several marching pots supported on the fire, and there was heat coming from the pot.

Maybe it was because he knew that he was discovered and selected by the Eighth Route Army on the mountain, and the Japanese no longer hid their whereabouts.

It seems that the Japanese cooks should be preparing for the next day's rice ball.

When the Japanese whistle was less than fifty meters away from the firelight, Yang Fengzi slowly stopped crawling and raised the telescope that Hu Yi gave him before leaving to observe carefully.

Mark every suspicious place in your mind...

The big dog held the four rings of horses that had been bayonet for the first time, pricked up his ears and listened carefully to see if there was any strange movement in the flow of the stream on both sides.

Wang Yinzhi felt her heart beating like a deer.

Even though I was prepared, when I saw the Japanese tents in front of me, my muscles were so nervous that I was tense.

It was because I had been to this area before that I brought the two independent groups to the Japanese.

Fortunately, these two are not ordinary people, and they seem to care about being on the edge of the Japanese military camp.

He is definitely a soldier who has fought a strong battle with the Japanese.

If it were in the guerrillas, the captain would have led everyone away.

I couldn't help but think of the girl saying that she wanted to join the Ninth Camp, and I couldn't help but feel a little upset.

However, what the girl said was indeed too unreliable. I have never heard of a regiment having nine battalions!

Everyone knows that when the Eighth Route Army was first established, there were only three divisions with numbers in the main force, each division had two and six brigades, each brigade had two regiments, and a total of twelve regiments.

Later it was expanded to the third regiment, and there were only eighteen regiments. How could an independent regiment like this that was not the main force that had been reaped in the war zone, have nine battalions?

I've always been like that little girl's movie.

From the skillful movements of killing the Japanese, I have seen soldiers with such good skills in my brother's team.

The people from this independent group... seem to be different from the Eighth Route Army that I have seen before.

Listen to those who occasionally mention the secret service group... It seems that these two must have been from the secret service group!

My brother is the battalion commander of the National Army. Unfortunately, if it weren't for the National Army, then those who were officials were indeed not good. The look of her eyes was always malicious. Maybe she wouldn't have left the National Army's barracks and directly participated in the National Army's fight against the Japanese...

Suddenly, Yang Crazy in front of him was moving, and Wang Yinzhi was shocked. The enemy was facing him, and he was thinking randomly, so he quickly put back his thoughts...

After a while, Yang Crazy Crazy Crazy Climbed back a while, and three words that no one wanted to hear appeared in his mouth: "I can't get through!"

The big dog was stunned for a moment: "What's going on?"

"It's all the devils..." Yang Crazy added: "In the valley..."

The big dog poked his head out, quickly swept the Japanese military camp, and then turned to look at the cliff: "Then... just go up the cliff here..."

"Above... is the pursuit camp..." Yang Crazy Man was anxious and began to speak more words.

Wang Yinzhi next to him suddenly spoke: "Since we know the Japanese command and are wearing Japanese military uniforms, I think we can directly pretend to be Japanese and pass through the enemy's military camp!"

"Tsk, your idea is very good. You don't want to kill me, don't pull me into the water..." The big dog gave Wang Yinzhi a blank look.

"Too adventurous..." Yang Crazy Man was obviously moved, and immediately raised his telescope and went to the Japanese military camp to observe again.

The big dog held the rifle tightly in his hands, and his hair immediately stood up like a hedgehog: "Hey, the surname Yang, don't listen to her yellow-haired girl talking nonsense..."

The distance was too close, and it was meaningless to lie down. The enemy was so close that he had to try to do another move and stand up again. Slap - three more gunshots were heard, and then they were next to the fire.

After a long time.

Wang Yinzhi had a black-headed face and sat in the dark.

Behind her, Yang Crazy is cutting her hair with a bayonet.

This crazy man has followed the details too much and said that he must cut off her beloved hair. He used to join the Eighth Route Army and cut it into short hair with his ears according to the requirements of his superiors. He was heartbroken for a long time.

This time when Yang Crazy asked her to cut her hair into a small flat head, she didn't have much resistance.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! She knew very well that even if she was wearing a steel helmet, she would be hard to ensure that there would be no flaws to be revealed even if she really wanted to pass through the Japanese military camp later.

Wang Yinzhi kept slapping her hair off her body. After a while, she finally put on her helmet again.

The three of them just stood up from their hiding place.

Taking advantage of the dozens of light radiating from the fire outside, the big dog suddenly yelled in a low voice: "Hey, I said, your breast..."

Wang Yinzhi looked down and looked a little embarrassed: "You have to care, auntie is going to wear bandages..."

"Hey, fuck... do you want help?"

"Do you want to die?" Wang Yinzhi took off the Japanese military uniform and pulled out the previously wet bandage from his backpack and walked around his chest.

He looked up and saw the big dog staring at him, and immediately sneered: "Haha, if you dare to take a look again, grandma will dig off your dog's eyes..."

"Hehe, this is so dark, what can you see..." The big dog shrank his neck, and this person's personality was almost as good as Li Xiaolian.

Or the sweet osmanthus is still gentle.

The big dog did not forget to remind Wang Yinzhi: "Damn it, remember it clearly, and you must make sure that the pace is consistent with us!"

Wang Yinzhi put on military uniform and carefully checked her clothes. She was disdainful when she practiced: "Tsk... Do you think I haven't practiced the queue?"

The three of them were in a row, nervous, but they looked like they were walking towards the Japanese sentry.

Hearing the footsteps coming from the darkness, the Japanese with their legs crossed immediately shouted: "Who is the man? The command..."

Yang Crazy Sings in a deep voice: "@#￥&*"

After saying that, Yang Crazy Man stopped talking and took the two behind him in neat steps and walked straight through the Japanese sentry.

The sentry was a little confused: the rank of the lieutenant was the leader, but he didn't know him.

The 38th rifle, southern pistol, and one hand gun seems to have never seen it...

The equipment of these three people is three...

But he didn't dare to ask, who knows if these two were the liaison officers from other brigades?

Or, it is possible that the intelligence personnel of the special high school classes in the team may be.

Anyway, as long as the password is correct, I am too lazy to care about it. It is better to have less than one thing, and a more sentence slap in the face.

It doesn't matter if your face hurts. If you get rid of your teeth, it will be troublesome to eat meat in the future...

The three of them had just entered the military camp not long after.

Two more black shadows trotted from the canyon toward the barracks.

He reported the command from a distance.

The whistle heard the voice of the person and subconsciously sang: "Ah, Murakami, aren't you patrolling?"
Chapter completed!