Qiu Fuzhao exchanged his life for the person he loved the most in his memory for time to escape. Xia Jingxi hurriedly covered the torn clothes. After the Japanese soldiers poked the fool over, they chased him. Xia Jingqi felt bored and turned around and left. The dog-legged asked him: "Commander, do you want to help the imperial army?"

"Bang" Xia Jingqi shaved his ears, "Are you fucking shame?"

The dog legs covered his face and grinned, thinking that I was shameless, I would be less than the commander.

Xia Jingqi felt uncomfortable. He was adopted by Xia Dalong and was not close to his sister, but he was always brother and sister in name. If the county people saw that he was not saved by death, the prestige of this commander could not be preserved. However, he really dared not violate the majesty of the imperial army, otherwise he would not be able to be the commander.

Xia Jingxi was extremely frightened and could not run fast. Several Japanese soldiers laughed and chased after him, excited as if they were hunting. When they turned a lane, they suddenly stood in front of them, wearing blue railway hats, double-breasted jackets, pants, and leg straps, capable and neatly.

"Sister-in-law, go here." The man pointed to a door next to him. Xia Jingxi hurriedly got in. Three Japanese soldiers chased after him. Miss Hua was not seen. Only one man blocked the way. He was furious and picked up a gun from his back, trying to scare the man who was ignorant of death.

The people looked at it from afar, thinking that this man would follow Qiu Fuzhao's footsteps.

The man stood still and suddenly shouted, "I said to hit your left eye, but I won't hit your right eye!" He took out a pistol without any effort, and tried to shoot three times. The Japanese devil fell to the ground and twitched on the ground. The man blew the blue smoke from the muzzle, walked over and took off the large covered guns and heavy leather boxes loaded with bullets. He carried three guns on his back and carried the bullets and left.

The common people slowly came over and found that all the three Japanese soldiers were shot in their left eyes and their heads were blooming.

"Good, God is so popular. It's just that Marshal Chen is here, that's at this level." The people were shocked.

...

"What! The Imperial Army was beaten to death?" Xia Jingqi, who received the news, was frightened. It was a big deal that the Imperial Army was so important that he couldn't afford it. He quickly grabbed the box cannon and took his men to the scene to check. When he arrived, the remaining five Imperial Army were already standing there, holding guns and staring at them. Every door and window on the street was closed tightly, and there was no one quietly.

When the sergeant saw Xia Jingqi coming, he drew his sword and shouted angrily: "Where is the murderer? Your responsibility is to catch him!"

"Mine is certain, certain." Xia Jingqi nodded and bowed.

Suddenly, the sergeant's head exploded, and blood and brain plasma made Xia Jingqi look like he was a veteran of many years. Xia Jingqi rolled on the spot and hid at the door of the shop next to the road, hid behind the stone horse stake, pulled out the box cannon and opened the machine head.

The Japanese soldiers were not at all confused. They looked for cover, raised their guns and fought back for a while, but they didn't even see a ghost. Suddenly, another shot was made. The Imperial Army lost another person and was shot in the head. This time Xia Jingqi saw it clearly and was on the roof.

"Then!" Xia Jingqi raised his gun and signaled, and the Imperial Army fired one after another, killing tiles flying everywhere.

Gunshots sounded behind him, and another imperial army fell to the ground. Xia Jingqi understood that there were more than one anti-Japanese elements. These eight imperial troops were probably going to be taken away. He was so powerful that he could not get into troubled waters. He acted at the opportunity and let it go.

There were three Japanese soldiers left, screaming hysterically on the streets of this strange city. The tragic death of their comrades made them feel that death was approaching. Nothing was more terrifying than a sniper. It was really atrocity to die under a gun without a face-to-face duel.

"Bang" the third shot sounded, and his heavy body fell to the ground, leaving only two people.

"Baga, Baga" two Japanese soldiers went crazy and shouted and shot everywhere, and soon shot all five bullets from the 38th Gari.

The mysterious sought-after finally appeared, jumped off the roof and landed steadily. The people who peeked at the crowd couldn't help but admire that this man was a solid man and definitely a martial artist.

The man held a bayonet in his hand, a turtle box on his waist, and a contemptuous and satisfied smile on his face, and he hooked up: "You little Japanese, let me go together, I'll let you two."

Two Japanese soldiers rushed over with bayonets, their eyes turned red. They cooperated tacitly, one attacking the chest and the other attacking the abdomen, and the bayonet shone with a cold light.

The man raised his gun to block it, and immediately shook the Japanese bayonet, and took the opportunity to lift the butt, slammed the Japanese face heavily, and immediately burst into tears. He pulled out the dagger with his backhand, turned around, and slapped the heart of the last Japanese.

The man walked forward two steps, and the last Japanese fell to the ground with a slap, dying with his eyes closed.

The man took out a small jade tobacco pot, filled it with tobacco leaves, lit it with Japanese foreign fire, took a few sips, and shouted at the empty streets: "I will not change my name or stay or change my surname. Big name Zhao Ziming, a worker on the North-Thailand Railway section, and eight little Japanese lives are counted on my account."

After saying that, he plundered the guns and bullets on the Japanese, and walked away with five guns on his back.

After he walked away, Xia Jingqi brought his tyrants to collect the body of the imperial army. The eight imperial army died in one morning. This Nantai County was too dangerous.

He found a big cart, put all the bodies of the Imperial Army in the cart, and escorted them to Beitai in person. He was worried all the way. The Imperial Army died, but he was unscathed. If Taijun blamed him, he could not explain it clearly.

Thinking of this, he had an idea, rolled up his clothes and placed them on his arm, found the right position, there were no bones or large blood vessels, and shot himself with a box cannon. He grinned so much that his legs were even more surprised: "Commander, are you?"

"When I arrive in Beitai, I will say that it was an anti-Japanese element. Remember it clearly, don't miss it." Xia Jingqi ordered.

The dog-legged nodded repeatedly.

Halfway through, he suddenly encountered the team escorting the corps flag. The dozens of Taijun actually wandered around the green gauze tent for a day and a night, and was attacked by bandits with local cannons dozens of times. The wounded soldiers and generals had not yet walked out.

The team leader was covered in dust and complained: "Xia Sang, the rampant bandits in Nantai can't stand it at any time."

Xia Jingqi was happy to see that the team had lost at least a dozen people, but said, "Taijun, Nantai has been a homeland of bandits since ancient times. The people are very strong and powerful. A team of troops is not strong enough, at least the unit can sweep the siege."

The team leader muttered, "Soga, I understand, Xia Sang, what is installed on your car? Can you eat it?"

Xia Jingqi lifted the white cloth and looked solemn: "I'm really sorry, it's the dead imperial army. We encountered a large number of anti-Japanese armed forces in the county. All the imperial army died, and mine was injured."

When the team leader saw the bodies of his subordinates, his face looked very ugly, but the bandits in Nantai were rampant, and he had a personal experience. The bandits in the countryside were so cruel, not to mention the county town, so he did not blame Xia Jingqi, but instead praised him for serving the imperial army and making great contributions.

With Xia Jingqi's help, this team of lost Imperial Army finally found a way. Although it was harassed several times, the losses were not great. Finally, it had to return to Beitai.

...

The captain of the Takeshita regiment was happy and sad. The happy thing was that the corps flag was lost and regained. The sad thing was that the anti-Japanese trend in Nantai was raging. The corps would have to devote themselves to the bandit suppression and became a second-class garrison force since then. However, his ambition was in Wuhan, Chongqing, and the vast territory of China.

In order to eliminate the bandits as soon as possible, he decided to kill the chicken and use a ox knife, leaving only one squadron to guard Beitai and lead the entire army to Nantai.

After Xia Jingxi escaped, she went to her mother-in-law's house first, but the Gong family hid in the countryside. There was only an old man looking at the house in the house. She had no choice but to turn out a men's outfit and change it, apply the bottom of the pot to the face, and leave the city from the east gate.

When they arrived at Gongjia Village, they found that Chen Zikun and others were also here. After listening to Xia Jingxi's statement, everyone scolded Xia Jingqi for being shameless, and at the same time they were worried about the Japanese's revenge.

Chen Zikun looked around the brothers in the yard. At the peak, the Beitai defenders were nearly 10,000, and now there are only more than 100 defeated soldiers and many of them are still injured, but they are still looking at themselves eagerly. As long as they give their orders, they will stand up without hesitation.

"Yan Su, Lao Chen, Xiao Chen, you guys come." Chen Zikun called the three of them to the corner and whispered: "I have thought a lot about this journey. Beitai is lost, and the responsibility lies with me."

Yan Su said: "What are you saying? The Japanese have invested so much troops, even if they can't defend them in Nanjing and Shanghai, we are already fighting very well."

Chen Shou also said: "Yes, what Lao Yan said is reasonable. The blood of the brothers has not flowed in vain. There are many Japanese who have killed them, and they have not gained much advantage."

Chen Zikun shook his head: "You don't understand what I mean. If you compete with the Japanese for steel, we are competing with other people's strengths and we can't win. If we buy more money from buying airplanes and cannons, we will buy more rifles, machine guns, and small cannons, and the team will spread to Daqingshan, fight guerrillas, and fuck him, that is our strength."

Chen Qilin said: "I understand what you mean, but the role of the front battlefield is undeniable. Although the Battle of Beitai was defeated, it gained time for the Wuhan War, and also inspired the people's fighting spirit to resist and let the invaders know our determination and will. These are irreplaceable by guerrilla warfare. There are so many big cities in China, we can't give in to them."

Chen Zikun said, "You don't need to comfort me. I'm wrong in command. Sorry for the sacrificed brothers. Now I hand over the command power. Chen Shou, please come and command. You have been a bandit and the terrain is also familiar. Take your brothers to block the Japanese and don't let them harm the people."

Chen Shou said: "What about you?"

Chen Zikun said: "I'll go to Beitai and bring Lin Wenjing and his wife back."

Chen Shou was shocked: "What can that work? Brothers, go with you."

Chen Zikun smiled faintly: "This is not a war. There are no need for so many people. I will pick up my own wife and children."

Chen Shou said: "Then let Shuangxi go with you, so you can take care of her."


Chapter completed!