I didn't run far, but the people I met were not from Ermashan, but the villagers led by Secretary Tan and Zhao Nengzhu and the militiamen from the county brigade and district squad with simple weapons. They hurriedly fled after hearing the guns in front.

No one accused them of not supporting them. Just weapons that are not much stronger than fire sticks in their hands will only cause casualties when they go up, and they also have to protect these thousands of ordinary people.

"Guo, I...I...we..." Secretary Tan was a little ashamed. He had no face to face the men of Guo and Ermashan. Others divided the troops to rescue the Baishishan guerrillas. After hearing the gunshot, he didn't even want to go to rescue and directly led the people back. If he didn't see the men of Guo and Ermashan, it would be fine. The embarrassment and shame after meeting him faced him made him want to find a crack in the ground.

"Secretary Tan, hurry up and protect the villagers and evacuate. The Japanese encirclement has been locked. It is impossible to leave Laiyuan and enter Taihang Mountain. You have to think of a solution."

Secretary Tan was surprised that Uncle Guo did not mean to be resentful and blamed, but instead was considering the villagers for his sake. His broad mind almost made him cry.

"Guo's family, I, Mr. Tan, can't let you down and Ermashan's brothers, I..."

"Don't say that, you are also heroes. If it weren't for protecting the villagers, you would have already followed the large army into the mountains. If it weren't for giving the villagers a way out, I believe you would go to rescue our people without hesitation." Uncle Guo directly interrupted Secretary Tan, comforted him, and then said to the third leader who was already impatient: "Three brothers, let your brothers work harder, I'm afraid the second brother will not be able to withstand it."

The road was not wide, and it was already crowded by the villagers, but when they saw the people from Erma Mountain going to support the battlefield, they all consciously gave up a way, even if it was already crowded, even if some people had avoided standing in the thorns.

When Zhao Dachun saw Secretary Tan, his eyes suddenly turned red. There were only twenty or thirty soldiers who survived the Baishishan guerrillas, some of whom were still injured. Compared with the neat and majestic before departure, they were already a lament and a tired soldier. But even so, Zhao Dachun still did not choose to retreat with Secretary Tan and the others. He just looked at him and without saying a word, he led everyone to the battlefield with the bandits in Ermashan.

In Zhao Dachun's heart, he had already died once. He owed Ermashan a life, and the soldiers who followed him also owed Ermashan a life. No matter when, as long as Ermashan needed help, he would carry this life that did not belong to him to help without hesitation.

Secretary Tan originally wanted to call a few injured soldiers, but looking at their firm eyes and their expressions of death, he refused to open his mouth. He knew that Zhao Dachun and the others were going to repay Ermashan's affection, and he also knew that he could not be selfish again and again. If it weren't for the villagers of thousands of numbers, he would have followed with a gun without hesitation.

In the past, he always thought that Ermashan was a nest of bandits. Although he helped Baishishan guerrillas several times in succession, he still couldn't abandon the view of the bandit deep in his heart. It was not until he went up the mountain to drink that he realized that not all bandits were unforgivable. It was not just Communists who fought Japanese devils. There were sincere anti-Japanese in the national army, and some bandits fought Japanese devils to the death. Ermashan was the most typical representative. Now, he had only the only opinion left, that is, the people in Ermashan, like the Eighth Route Army and the guerrillas, were all heroes who stood up to the sky.

The gunshots became increasingly sparse, and Uncle Guo became more and more uneasy. The Third Head was even more anxious and ran wildly in the Czech style. As a soldier who had been through the battlefield for a long time, everyone understood what the less gunshots mean. Even Wu Fei, who "becomes a monk halfway", felt that the Second Head was in trouble.

The third leader was almost in a state of madness. He completely ignored the possible dangers and also ignored a stumbled black shadow suddenly emerged from the front.

The third leader Liu Yunbiao collided with the black shadow firmly. He only staggered a few steps, and the black shadow was knocked to the ground by him.

"Looking for death!" The third leader turned around, aiming the Czech style in his hand at the black shadow, and scolded him, but instead of firing, he threw the gun directly to the ground, striding to the side of the man who was knocked down by him, shaking violently, yelling: "Bigan, Bigan!"

Wu Fei and Xiaole Xiaotong followed Uncle Guo and ran to the side of the Third Head Office. Without closer inspection, you can recognize that the person knocked down by the Third Head Office was Ge Ge. Although his figure was not as good as Liu Yunbiao of the Third Head Office, he was definitely not the kind of person who fell down with one hit. Obviously, he was very excited and was knocked to the ground in panic.

Uncle Guo opened the third leader and reached out to pinch Ge Ge's people. He used a lot of force and woke up Ge Ge in just one moment.

"Master Guo, Master Third!"

After seeing Uncle Guo and the Third Head, Brother Gen opened his eyes and cried loudly: "The Second Master is gone, all the brothers are gone!"

"What's going on? Tell me quickly!"

Uncle Guo is extremely rare to be so emotional.

"The Japanese ambushed in Qingtengling. We were ambushed. Everyone... all died!" Brother Gen was already crying. He was injured several times, and some of them were still bleeding from the wounds. I wonder if it was caused by the third leader's collision.

When Ge Gen finished saying this, the gunshots in front suddenly stopped, which proved his words well. The Erzhuan and Ermashan team were probably wiped out, except for one of him.

Uncle Guo sat on the ground, looking at the front with empty eyes. The third leader was even more sad. He knelt down on the ground with his broad lips trembling. Although he did not cry, Wu Xiao and Xiaole could feel his sadness.

Tonight is probably the most painful night since they came to Erma Mountain. Three years of hard work and support have already made everyone feel like a family. Although the Second Head's family is a little stingy and petty, everyone knows that he is trying to manage this family. In the past three years, Erma Mountain has not starved to death, and Erma Mountain has not treated every family member unfairly. These are the functions of the Second Head's family Han Qi. He is like a mother, taking care of every person living on Erma Mountain in every detail.

"I want to avenge my second brother!" The third leader suddenly stood up, picked up the machine gun he threw on the ground, and was about to go to Qingtengling, which was becoming calm.

"Three, do you want to die?" Only Uncle Guo can control him in so many people present.

"If you die, die. I can't let the second brother go alone." The third leader's voice was a little choked. In the past, he had sang against Han Qi every day, but at this moment, he was the one who shouted for revenge.
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