Seeing that the encirclement of the little devil is getting narrower and narrower, the special combat team members are human beings, not gods, and finally there is a time when they run out of strength, gradually, Wang Zhenyang, they are a little unbearable, and several of their comrades have been injured, fortunately, they are not dead for the time being, just when they are surrounded by heavy encirclement, suddenly a burst of gunfire sounded outside the encirclement, where did the gunshots come from, this burst of gunfire is concentrated on a little firepower, it is obvious that they want to open a gap Wang Zhenyang's spirit was shocked, and he killed a little devil with a knife and said:" Comrades, work hard, our reinforcements are coming" As soon as the special combat team members heard this, they immediately came to their senses, and they rose up to join forces with the reinforcements outside, and they fought their way out of the bloody road, and did not stop for a moment, retreating to the foot of Cixi Mountain, and the little devils behind them were chasing after each other, "Captain, I am glad that you are here, otherwise, the brothers would have to fall here" Wang Zhenyang withdrew and said.Xu Hongying nodded: "The brothers have worked hard to go back and treat the big guy well, now our task has been completed, listen to my orders, target, Artemisia Ping Village, quickly withdraw" These guerrillas, almost all of them are trained according to the training methods of special forces on weekdays, even if they are not as powerful as special combat soldiers, they are much stronger than the little devil's troops, whether it is combat quality or running fast marching speed, the little devil is not good at mountain warfare for many years, After the guerrillas had been trained into Shenxing Taibao for dozens of miles, the little devil was thrown far away and could not see the figure Xu Hongying ordered: "Do you see the woods in front of you, and then rest after entering" Ten minutes later, they finally arrived at the woods, Wang Zhenyang sat under the tree, his clothes were wet with sweat Xu Hongying looked at it and said: "Rest for ten minutes, hygienist, immediately treat the wounds of the wounded to prevent infection" "Yes the captain" The health guard ran over to disinfect and bandage the wounds of the wounded.The special combat team members were already physically exhausted, lying on the ground and weak, almost becoming a ghost Xu Hongying saw it in his eyes, and felt very uncomfortable, fortunately, no team members died in the battle, these team members are all treasures, without them, today the guerrilla special operations team was dumpled by the little devil Ten minutes later, they continued to set off, and after dark, they returned to Artemisia Ping Village smoothly.Just walked into the village, and suddenly more than a dozen people came over with guns: "Don't move anyone" "Erbao is us back" Xu Hongying heard Erbao's voice, Erbao heard it and said happily: "It's the captain, they are back" stepped forward and said: "Captain, you can come back, something big is wrong at home" Xu Hongying had a bad premonition, because he saw Erbao's head wrapped in gauze, and hurriedly stepped forward and said: "What's the matter, what's wrong with you?"
There was a group of devil soldiers who pretended to be the Eighth Route Army。。。。。。
”Erbao told the story again.It turned out that after Xu Hongying and the others left, that is, two hours later, Erbao and the others went out to inspect, and the militia who stayed in the village was responsible for the security work.After a while, I saw a team drive over, entered the village, and was stopped by the children at the gate: "What are you doing" The person led by the leader looked at them: "Children, we are the team of the Eighth Route Army, and I want to find your leader for something" aa2705221: