As long as you cross two more hills, you will soon reach Xiaowangzhuang. Yang Qianjin planned to slow down a little so that his lungs would be more comfortable. Just as he was about to ask them to slow down together, he suddenly realized that these two guys had exceeded him, so he had to helplessly speed up and keep up with them.

Yang Qianjin muttered in his heart: What's wrong with these two guys? He doesn't usually get so angry.

In his mind, the Japanese wanted to fight the Fourth Company, but they were just dreaming in the daytime. With the deployment before the company commander entered the station and the powerful strength of the first and second rows, the Japanese would definitely not be able to get good results. He could not have thought that Liu Dalong and Xiong Jinkui were extremely worried about Xiaole's safety, so they abandoned the Eighth and Ninth Squads and followed him to return early. Now that he heard the sound of the battle and found that the company commander's premonition was ineffective, he became even more anxious. Smoking his throat and fire in his lungs was no problem for them. As long as he could bless the safety of the squad leader Xiaole, it would be okay even if he was killed.

Xiaole only served as the eighth squad leader for two or three months, but among Liu Dalong and Xiong Jinkui, the people from the eighth squad, she will always be their squad leader and their only squad leader. This is not just because she is a girl, but also because of the strength and charm she showed during that time that she deeply impressed these seven people who can be regarded as the King of War.

Before we could cross the hill, we heard a series of military horns. As the battle became more and more intense, the surrounding areas of Xiao Wangzhuang seemed to be full of porridge.

The three of them were all overjoyed and arrived. Then the nearest third company will of course come. If the second company also comes, then the whole group will be all here and gather the strength of the whole group to fight the Japanese. This should be the first time since the battle of Shangzhuang.

"Let's change direction and go around from here to the front of the village." Yang Qianjin was trying harder to get his breathing rhythm disrupted and shouted loudly.

They are all veterans and squad leader. When Liu Dalong and Xiong Jinkui heard the shouts, they immediately understood what he meant. This guy was afraid that he would not even be able to drink the soup after he arrived at the village.

After going to the village from where you are now, compared to walking from here to the front of the village, the time was not much different. Liu Dalong and Xiong Jinkui did not object and walked around the side with him.

Xiaole's eyes were burned red by hatred. With Xiaotong's company in the past two years, she was finally not as lonely as before. She was used to someone helping her translate what she wanted to say. She was used to someone helping her to watch the door when she was taking a shower. She was used to someone helping her warm her bed and comb her hair. She became more used to having a partner who often talks around her. Now this partner who devotes all her thoughts to caring for her. When her close friend died, Xiaole felt that her life was shaking and losing color.

Revenge, revenge, and avenge Xiaotong have become her only thoughts now. If anyone else can stop her madness now, it may be that there will be no one else besides Wu Fei. Unfortunately, Wu Fei is still on the way back.

Dachun asked himself that he could not stop Xiaole, and ordered two second-row soldiers to carry Xiaotong's body to the ruined company in the middle of the village. He picked up a rifle and followed Xiaole.

The two of them had never cooperated with the double-player battle, but they showed a terrifying tacit understanding. Xiaole was killing the Japanese soldiers frantically, while Dachun was doing his best to help her eliminate the dangers she might face. The Japanese and puppet troops in the retreat were killed by them for more than ten people, and they stopped until they found out that the Japanese had actually established a line of defense during the retreat.

It has to be said that the Japanese have extremely high military literacy. Even if they are placed in the Eighth Route Army, it is difficult to organize such a defense line that is deliberately blocking the enemy when they are almost completely retreating. At least the current independent regiment cannot do this well.

The people from the third company did not chase after them. In fact, they were the only two of them who were chasing the Japanese. So when the officer who was responsible for the Japanese defender found this, he was so angry that he ordered several crooked hands to open fire at them, lifting his heads that were suppressed by Xiaole and Dachun.

"Instructor, we can't chase after you anymore. If we continue, we will have problems." Dachun persuaded him. The pursuit just now was not very long and the time was not long, but the results achieved were still very satisfactory. At least he thought it had exceeded his expectations. Even if there was more hatred in his heart, it should be offset, so he tried to persuade her.

Xiaole didn't even twist his head, let alone give him a look or a response. She just focused on pressing the bullet into the gun. After pushing the bullet into the load, she rolled a few times from the side of her lying down. Taking advantage of the moment when the Japanese machine gun was temporarily stopped, she quickly fired. In Dachun's surprised expression, a Japanese machine gun shooter was sent to the west by her.

The two of them dared to pursue, and they killed the machine gunner when they were suppressed by machine guns. This completely made the guard's Japanese officer angry. How could a warrior endure such shame? He took off the cloth military cap on his head, exposed a menstrual belt, picked up the machine gun himself, walked out of the defense line first, and shot at the place where Xiaole fired. As soon as he came out, almost all the Japanese soldiers walked out from behind the defense line, followed the Japanese officer with menstrual belt, and trotted towards Xiaole and Dachun.

It's over! He got angry with the Japanese. Now it's a problem whether he can run away or not. Dachun is anxious and raised his hand and shot him out. He didn't aim, and he didn't even look at it. He didn't ask for the killing of the enemy. He just hoped to attract some firepower that suppressed Xiaole to his side.

There was dust from bullets nearby, and the sound of bullets flying by in my ears never stopped. It was impossible to roll to the side as before, so I could only fight back on the spot.

Xiaole was not panicked. Compared to Dachun's blind shot, she could accurately kill a Japanese soldier with every shot she fired. However, she only had a long spear in her hand, and there were also a number of bullets in the gun. The Japanese would not give her the chance to fill the bullets. When all these bullets were fired, what was waiting for her would either fight to death here or leave a bullet for herself. As a girl, choosing the latter should be the most correct one.

The Japanese officer with menstruation on his head was sure that the enemy with excellent marksmanship had no bullets. He laughed wildly and directed several Japanese soldiers to surround Xiaole's place of lying on his back. He wanted to capture the enemy alive and use his blood to pay tribute to the dead imperial soldiers.
Chapter completed!