Han Shanhu hurriedly said: "Brother, then you have to be careful if it is a little devil pretending to be a little devil" Wang Zhenyang nodded: "I know that Brother Han is gone", with the sniper rifle given to him by Xu Hongying, he left the unit, did not meet it directly, but made a detour, quickly approached the Eighth Route Army squad, and found a sniper point to hide.The squad is getting closer and closer, only 50 meters away from Wang Zhenyang's hiding place, Wang Zhenyang looked through the scope, and couldn't help but feel a little strange, this squad is too well-equipped, 30 two people, wearing special military uniforms, sabers, pistols, each person must have, short boots on their feet, among them are two machine gunners, except for the leading captain, the others are all submachine guns, with six grenades hanging on their bodies, with leather gloves, and the speed of the march is very fast, at a glance they have been specially trained.Is it not necessary that the Eighth Route Army has such good equipment, if they are special combat personnel like themselves, it is not surprising that this little devil cannot be seen in appearance, and they are all yellow like the Chinese, so the only way is to test it.Thinking of this, he hid the sniper rifle, the pistol in his arms, the saber grenade was unloaded, put it in the backpack, covered it with a branch, stood up, pretended to be leisurely, and walked out of the bunker, he was dressed as a hunter, he didn't need to pretend at all, he was originally a hunter, whistled, and greeted the team The captain of the other party soon saw him, and hurriedly came over to greet him: "Hello fellow, I want to ask you about something" An authentic Northeast accent Wang Zhenyang turned his head when he heard the voice, and a voice came from behind: "Fellow, don't run, we are the Eighth Route Army" "Let's go, the Eighth Route Army, I thought it was a little devil" Wang Zhenyang turned around, hugged his shoulders with both hands and said: "You are really the Eighth Route Army" "Yes, fellow, we are a small detachment of the Eighth Route Army, we came here to perform a mission, and we got lost" "Ah scare me, I thought it was a little devil, where are you going" The captain came to him and saluted a military salute: "Hello fellow, We are looking for a guerrilla force of the Eighth Route Army, are you a local" "Ah yes, our home is nearby, I am a hunter, hunting" "Even, that's great, can you show us the way, we have to go to Lintao Town, I heard that the guerrillas are on the Lion Ridge in Lintao Town, do you know how to go to the Lion Ridge" Wang Zhenyang couldn't see any flaws, and couldn't help laughing: "Lion Ridge, I know, it's not too far from here, and it's only a few dozen miles away, I have something urgent here, so let's do it, the road is very easy to walk, You go along this road all the way forward, turn over the Luofeng Slope in front, and then walk more than ten miles to the bottom of the mountain There is a boundary monument, which says Lion Ridge" "Ah yes, then thank you, fellow countryman, we are going to follow behind, hurry up" Wang Zhenyang was just about to identify himself, and suddenly heard a person behind the leader say: "Hurry up, work to open the road", Wang Zhenyang's heart suddenly sank, well, how to make the movement of the little devil come?
, The leading officer who would never say that glared at him fiercely, and the guy quickly changed his words: "The one behind is coming" aa2705221: