Brother Ma." Zhao Sihai ran up quickly, "Go away quickly, I'm here."

"I understand." Ma Yuanfang agreed and looked at the more and more Japanese devils in the distance. An officer holding a commanding knife was commanding the Japanese devils to move forward.

Suddenly, Ma Yuanfang yelled: "Fight!"

Suddenly, dozens of long and short guns opened fire together, and several machine guns also sounded, and more than a dozen Japanese were killed and injured. The remaining Japanese soldiers lay down one after another, crawling forward while shooting in an orderly manner using the undulating terrain.

"Prepare the grenades. After the attack, the teams alternately cover the retreat." Ma Yuanfang ordered loudly.

Listening to the fierce gunfire coming from the front, Kobayashi showed a contemptuous smile on his cold face, and ordered the messenger beside him: "Tell Captain Matsumoto, the encircled troops will arrive soon, and you must stick to the guerrillas tightly and never let them run away."

"Boom!" "Boom"... A rain of grenades stirred up a barrier composed of smoke, snow and dust in front of the guerrilla positions. Taking advantage of the Japanese offensive being frustrated and their vision was blocked, the guerrillas began to retreat quickly in batches.

The Japanese devils rushed over in a dusty state, leaving them with only the backs of the guerrillas. Matsumoto waved his knife and cut off a small tree, howling, "Chase!"

The guerrillas fought and retreated, gradually approaching the entrance of Qinglonggou.

"Hiss Wang, I'm sorry to you again this time." Ma Yuanfang said to Wu Ming with a smile. The long running made him feel a little panting.

"Don't say polite words." Wu Ming waved his hand, "Let your people cooperate, stand here first, wait for the Japanese to rush closer, I say run, and then run inside."

Ma Yuanfang was stunned for a moment and nodded, "Okay, the guest will be as you wish, you can arrange whatever you want."

Wu Ming hung the strings and ran quickly to the hidden place, lying in a small depression, covering it with a piece of white cloth, and from a distance he looked like a small snow hill.

Matsumoto gasped heavily. Although the guerrillas in front were not far away, they could not get closer. While chasing, he kept urging his subordinates to accelerate. He finally grabbed the guerrillas' tail and must not chase them, otherwise Mr. Kobayashi would not let him go.

Finally, a large group of guerrillas were found in the distance, standing there stupidly. Matsumoto was just excited. The group seemed to have discovered the Japanese chasing him and suddenly fled into the ditch like a rush.

When Matsumoto saw the guerrillas going to escape, he was so anxious that he stamped his feet, pulled out his command knife, pointed forward, "Assi Gege" and directed the Japanese soldiers to rush into the ditch.

"The Japanese are really brave." Wu Ming carefully observed the Japanese soldiers rushing up. "This commander took the lead in charge, which is very admirable." Thinking of this, he carefully aimed the gun at the stone and quietly waited for the right opportunity.

A large group of Japanese rushing over, and the heavy footsteps made Wu Ming feel a little worried about the stability of the stone. Fortunately, such an unlucky thing did not happen, and everything was developing according to his design.

"Bo" Inadvertently, Wu Ming saw through the scope, faint smoke rising afterwards. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and aimed at Matsumoto who was rushing in front.

"Boom" with a earth-shaking loud noise, countless gravel stones soared into the sky, sweeping across all obstacles in front of them.

Because one side has a solid stone wall, it smells like directional thunder when it explodes. The power of these gravel stones is even far more than the volley of dozens of shotguns. Thousands of sharp stones shot out, knocking the Japanese down and throwing them effortlessly like scarecrows.

Matsumoto, who was rushing in front, was lucky enough to die. He hugged his head and lay on the ground. The sound of stones falling on the ground came from his ears, just like a knock on the depths of his heart. The stone rain was over. It was not very long, but Matsumoto felt as if he had lived half his life.

The guerrillas in the distance were stunned to see what happened suddenly. The smoke and dust dissipated, and the extremely bloody scene appeared in front of them. More than thirty incomplete Japanese corpses fell into the gravel at the entrance of the ditch. Some Japanese corpses became hornet's nests, burlap bags, broken limbs and broken arms were thrown everywhere, and blood and brains were mixed with flowing on the ground.

Ma Yuanfang licked his lips and looked at Zhao Sihai, "How did this come up? It's so amazing. I've reimbursed so many Japanese devils at once."

Zhao Sihai closed his mouth with great difficulty and shook his head guiltily, "I didn't see clearly, I saw Wang Busi leading the people there for a long time."

Ma Yuanfang blinked and shook his head helplessly, "If you have a chance, I'll ask him for advice!"

Matsumoto raised his head slightly and looked back at the tragic scene like hell. He was extremely heartbroken and smashed his fist to the ground.

"Bang", Wu Ming pulled the plate machine, and the bullet plunged into Matsumoto's left eye, and penetrated it from the back of his head.

"Open the fire." Shen Min waved his hand suddenly.

The bullets shot out of two machine guns hit the mouth of the ditch, suppressing the remaining Japanese.

Wu Ming took off his disguise, hugged his waist, kept jumping to shooting dead corners, and ran back quickly.

"Haha." Wu Ming rubbed his head and smiled with his lips pursed, "I didn't expect this stone to fly so far. Even I was hit by it. I was really self-inflicted!"

Ma Yuanfang looked at the bag on Wu Ming's forehead and couldn't help laughing. After a while, he asked, "What should I do next? What wonderful tricks does Wang Daxia have to open my eyes!"

"It's gone." Wu Ming shook his head, "The Japanese brigade is probably coming soon, let's run away. You guys retreat here first. I will lead the Japanese there with people."

Ma Yuanfang looked at the exhausted guerrillas, some of whom were still carrying them, and smiled helplessly, "thank you, Mr. Wang."

"I wonder what else does King Wang have to delay the Japanese?" Ma Yuanfang pointed to the direction of the groove. "These Japanese are turtles who eat weights and are determined. If they are stuck, they will not get out."

"Give your mistakes, you will gain wisdom." Wu Ming shook his head gently, "The Japanese devils are not fools, it's enough to blow them up. After that, they have to walk around when they see piles of gravels. How dare they underestimate the enemy so much? So setting more traps is a waste."

"Hiss Wang." A stout man looked at Wu Ming and suddenly spoke, with a strong Henan accent, "I have long admired your name and I want to be with you if I have the chance."

"Don't be surprised by the hero Wang." Ma Yuanfang hurriedly stopped him, "He is Lu Dagang. He just joined the guerrilla team and is particularly interested in martial arts. He will want to compete with anyone who wants. He is just a rough man, so don't mind Wang Dagang."

"I just want to make friends with martial arts, find an opponent, and fight him with Sanjuli." Lu Dagang refused to give up, took off his hat, and patted his bald head hard, "I have practiced in Shaolin Temple, and those monks are not my opponents."

"Shaolin Temple?" Wu Ming frowned and asked tentatively: "Has I practiced the Yijin Jing? Dragon Claw Hand?"

"Hiss Wang is really a master." Lu Dagang glared at his big eyes and said admiringly: "I have never practiced what you said."

"Oh, that's good." Wu Ming breathed a sigh of relief, nodded perfunctorily, and said to Ma Yuanfang: "You guys hurry up and retreat, don't forget to sprinkle some pepper on the road, and the Japanese are coming."

"Hiss Wang, don't forget to be tempted by me." After walking a long way, Lu Dagang turned his head and shouted at Wu Ming.

"Tsk, I'm sick." Wu Ming curled his lips and looked at Lu Dagang's back. "I haven't practiced the Yijin Jing and Dragon Claw Hands, so I don't have to be afraid of you anymore."

"Are you sure?" Cheng Xiaoyi looked at Wu Ming, "This guy is quite strong and wants to fight you for 300 rounds!"

"He thought he was singing on the stage or performing his skills in a fight, and for three hundred rounds." Wu Ming shook his head and curled his lips, "Fighting close-up, life-and-death, and unable to defeat his opponent in three moves, that is failure. Do you understand failure?"

"I understand." Wang Ying replied with a smile, "We understand so much that we can't understand anymore."

"Just understand." Wu Ming smiled and waved his hand, "Let's open the way, let's play cat and mouse games with the Japanese."

When Kobayashi Ichikawa led a large group of troops to arrive, he saw the terrible death of the Japanese soldiers all over the ground, and the remaining Japanese were dejected and still scared. His face turned gray and white for a while, and his eyes turned as fierce as a hungry wolf were staring at the other end of the canyon.

After a long time, reason finally defeated the impulse. The guerrillas were not eliminated, and now they have paid the price of dozens of people. This is unheard of. If there is no result in the battle, the Excellency Commander Qiushui will definitely not spare himself easily when he goes back.

Kobayashi looked at the steep canyon in front of him, frowned and thought for a while, and divided the troops into three teams. The team on the left and the team on the right occupied the tops of the left and right cliffs respectively. The team in the middle had the largest number, accounting for half of the troops. After the tops of the left and right cliffs were occupied, the Japanese army below could kill from the bottom of the valley. Of course, he did not forget to let the puppet army stand in front and be a "successful squad"!

Every pile of gravel stones and every strange thing on the ground made the puppet army and the Japanese frightened and trembled, fearing that another stone explosion would occur. The miserable appearance of the Japanese killed and injured Japanese gave them great psychological pressure. Grenade launchers and machine guns were used without hesitation on those seemingly suspicious things.

"The Japanese are scared of being bombed now." Shen Min said with a smile as he heard the sound of gunfire and explosions coming from the ditch.
Chapter completed!