After Li Yunlong found Zheng Yingqi in a blistering manner, he asked: "What's the situation now?"

Zheng Yingqi smiled wryly and said, "About two squads of Japanese detachment are now scattered in the village. If we want to kill them, we have to clean up one yard after another. There are about four squads of Japanese detachment blocking the entrance to the village."

Li Yunlong couldn't help but frown. His original plan was to block the special attack team in the village. At that time, he would use the 13 great conscience buried in the surrounding area to bombard the dog gods, and finally complete the strangle with absolute force. But why did the situation become that his side was blocked by the Japanese?

"How come there are four teams outside?"

"There are two squads that the Japanese retreated from the east of the village. Duan Peng's special platoon did not leave them. In addition, the two squads that the Japanese were mobile forces, and now they are united."

"Duan Peng didn't leave them?" Li Yunlong asked in surprise: "Didn't my Liangshan team leave two Japanese detachments?"

Zheng Yingqi explained: "Time has not matched! The battle in the village in front of the Japanese on the cliff broke out. The team of Japanese realized that they were in trouble and made good defense. Duan Peng had to take action in advance and deal with the eight Japanese devils, but the remaining Japanese were all gone."

"Damn it, I won't follow my script!" Li Yunlong cursed hatefully and said, "How to fight now? The Japanese are planning to block me here. Hey, the grave prepared for the Japanese is going to bury myself?"

Zheng Yingqi's face was not good-looking. After all, this was because he had never planned to plot against the Japanese.

After seeing Zheng Yingqi's gloomy expression, Li Yunlong said, "The war is not entirely based on the script. If the Japanese special attack team is so easy to deal with, Ding Dashazi and Kong Erlangzi will not be harmed by the Japanese. It would be great if we can force the special attack team to this point! At present, we have to find a way to reverse this unfavorable situation!"

He immediately suggested: "Can you go down the cliff at the east end of the village and go around to the entrance of the village and stab the Japanese in the sword?"

Zheng Yingqi shook his head and said, "I'm worried that the Japanese will be prepared. The cliff in the east of the village is dozens of meters high. If the Japanese are prepared, the people we go down will easily be beaten by the Japanese as a living target."

Maybe God was against them. Before, there were dark clouds covering the moon in the sky, but now even clouds were invisible in the sky. The visibility was not low with the moonlight. If the Japanese left a few people under the cliff, even three or four people would be enough to cut off the possibility of detours and attacking. If Yamamoto's special attack team hadn't thought of this, they would have been killed by Kong Jie!

"That's right." Li Yunlong patted his head, and then asked with anger, "What's going on with us? Could it be that the Japanese will block us?"

"Clog..."

Zheng Yingqi looked around and said after a while: "Down from the cliff in the north!"

Zhaojiayu is named after a valley below.

But Zhaojiayu itself is on the mountainside, and the wheat farm in the south of the village is more than 300 meters south of the village is the mountainside. However, it is a magical stone cliff. Not only is there a bare tree, but even the stone is not very solid. It is a real cliff that people cannot climb or land at all. The north and east are cliffs, and the north cliffs lead directly to the valley - a height of more than 160 meters. Not to mention people, even monkeys may not be able to go down safely from the cliff.

Although there are no monkeys here.

"Going down from the north? Are you crazy?" Li Yunlong looked at Zheng Yingqi in horror: "That is a cliff more than 160 meters high, and it is not easy to go down, let alone that is 160 meters!"

Zheng Yingqi ignored Li Yunlong's words and instead started to think silently in his mind.

Not to mention, going down from the north is the only way to break the deadlock - either be blocked by the three teams of the little ghosts, and then let the Japanese gather heavy troops over. At that time, the entire regiment headquarters will be ruined by this failed ambush!

"We can only break the deadlock from the north." Zheng Yingqi said firmly: "Captain, if we are blocked by the Japanese for two days, we will be out of rescue!"

The Japanese deliberately called for reinforcements at any time, but the Independent Regiment could not do it. The Independent Regiment's own radio station was seized by Kawata last time. The combat units at the battalion level did not have radio stations at all. They could contact the brigade headquarters, but the brigade headquarters was more than 700 miles away. Even if the brigade headquarters could send reinforcements, it would be even more impossible for the Japanese who had two legs to run through four wheels on their legs!

"There must be a solution," Li Yunlong went back and forth: "There must be, we didn't expect it. Let me think about it again. The road to the north is a dead end, and it's too unsafe."

The way to the village is more than fifty meters wide. With the firepower configuration of the Japanese equipped grenade launchers and submachine guns, it is just right to put it away. If the independent regiment wants to break through the Japanese blockade, they can only fill it with their lives!

But how many people are there in the entire regiment headquarters?

The blocked Japanese are an elite special attack team, and at least ten times the strength of the troops may be able to be outstanding - but how many eighth Route Army lines are there in the entire Zhaojiayu?

"Captain, I'll take a team from the special detective platoon." Zheng Yingqi said: "This is the only way out to break the deadlock. I made the entire fishing plan. It's my responsibility to make such a big omission. I can't let the soldiers bleed and sacrifice in vain!"

Li Yunlong waved his hand and said, "Let me think about it first."

Zhaojiayu.

Yamamoto and his subordinates retreated into the village, hid in various courtyards, and confronted the Independence Group through the darkness.

Under Zheng Yingqi's order, the Independent Regiment did not attack for the time being. Yamamoto took advantage of the gap and gritted his teeth and ordered: "Bring Zhu Ziming to me!"

It is said that good people live for thousands of years without long life - this is true. In the battle broke out at the regiment department, Zhu Ziming, the traitor, safely avoided the bomb rain.

Two Japanese brought Zhu Ziming, who was tied up in a big way, at this time, Zhu Ziming looked dead and desperate. When he suddenly encountered a hiding voice at the regiment department, the unconscious leader who should have been drunk came, he knew that he was performing like a clown, and his identity had long been seen through. Thinking of the current situation of the special attack team, Zhu Ziming had already seen his fate.

I woke up from my dream of getting rich, leaving only a cruel reality.

"Zhu Sang, you disappointed me." Yamamoto looked at Zhu Ziming with a gray face coldly.

Zhu Ziming smiled bitterly and explained in despair: "Your Excellency Colonel... If I was deceived into the darkness by the Eighth Route Army, do you believe it?"

"I believe, I know you are kept in the dark, but I am really disappointed with your ability, because of your stupidity, so many warriors of the empire are in danger." Yamamoto said coldly:

"Do you think of a way to make up for the merits?"

Zhu Ziming looked at Yamamoto in shock. He trembled and trembled, and said in an unbelievable and surprising tone: "Christian Colonel, do you still believe me?"

"Whether I believe it depends on whether you are really loyal to the Imperial Army and to the Empire!" Yamamoto said quietly.

"Colonel, I am loyal to the Imperial Army. Let me think about it, let me think about it..." Zhu Ziming screamed. He quickly turned his mind. The last poisonous plan emerged from his mind. Then he said with a vicious look on his face:

"Your Excellency Colonel, I have a way!"

"Oh? Let's hear it!"

"The people of Zhaojiayu! We can hijack the people of Zhaojiayu, so that the Eighth Route Army will throw themselves into danger!" Zhu Ziming said excitedly.

When Yamamoto heard this, he stepped forward and slapped Zhu Ziming in the face: "Bastard! You said that the people all live in the south and north of the village, but my people have found them, and there is no one at all!"

Zhu Ziming exclaimed: "Impossible! This is impossible... They don't have time to transfer the people. When it's getting dark, I've seen people..."

"My people have been searched, but no one has been found... Wait, when did you say you have seen people?" A light of inspiration flashed in Yamamoto's mind.

"Before dark, I saw people gathering in the north end of the village,"

After thinking a little, Yamamoto had a guess in his mind that the Eighth Route Army should have hidden it from Zhu Ziming throughout the whole process. That means that they did not have enough time to transfer the people in the village. There was only one possibility that they would hide the people very quickly.

Hide on the spot!

Thinking of this, Yamamoto smiled warmly at Zhu Ziming, even though the warm smile appeared even more terrifying after his hideous face.

"Zhu Sang, now I will give you a chance to make up for the merits and take my people to find the hidden people. I promise you that our transaction will be effective. How about it?"

Find out the people? The transaction is still valid?

Zhu Ziming was moved. He said with a humble smile: "Don't worry, Colonel, I will find the hidden people for you!"

If he could propose to take the people as the quality, Zhu Ziming naturally understood very well what the Japanese would do after finding the hidden people, but when he thought of the certificate of deposit in his pocket, Zhu Ziming's heart became cold, hard, and dark.

He thought to himself: Don’t blame me, if you want to blame... I blame you and the Eighth Route Army.

After Zhu Ziming left with a few Japanese, one Japanese came forward and said to Yamamoto:

"Christian Colonel, why do you still trust him?"

Yamamoto glanced at his subordinates and said expressionlessly: "That's just a direction of trying, or...he can also surprise us."

"But..." his subordinate hesitated and said, "But it was because of him that we were trapped and that we had lost many soldiers. You also promised that if he found the Chinese, the transaction with him would continue to be valid. I think you should be more cautious, after all... after all, our military expenditure is not sufficient."

Yamamoto looked at his subordinate who had lowered his head after questioning him and whispered: "There is no need to talk about credibility to the Chinese people."

My subordinates suddenly realized and admitted their mistakes.

Yamamoto patted the other party's shoulder and said, "Inoue-kun is also considering the empire. I won't care." Despite this, Yamamoto's heart became cold. His special attack team only needs infinite obedience to him, not questioning!

Since you have doubts... then make the price of doubts.

...

Shelter No. 3.

All civilians and logistics personnel from the regiment headquarters were hiding in this shelter hole.

The cook, Lao Wang, looked outside through the breathing hole with a depressed face, feeling full of depression and aggrievance - he was the old Red Army after all. In the last battle of Lijiapo, he led the regiment headquarters' cooking squad to kill two Japanese soldiers, but now when the war is fought, he actually throws himself into the shelter hole to stand by. This is so fucking shameless.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but touch the kitchen knife in his arms. The commander was stingy and stingy, and did not give him a gun, but the kitchen knife in his arms was sharpened. It was no problem to kill two or three Japanese devils with the sharpness of the kitchen knife. He wanted to take it out and cut two Japanese devils and brag, but...

Looking at the civilian and logistics soldiers who were breathing slowly in the hole, Lao Wang could only extinguish this heart and could not drag down the young people!

He sighed again, and saw Xiuqin, one of the protagonists who got married today, touched him and whispered to him: "Uncle Wang, let me see what the Japanese are doing here too?"

"Look at it, if I could see the Japanese, could I sigh endlessly?" Old Wang replied in a low voice. Xiuqin was about to refute, but saw Lao Wang making a "stop voice" action at her with a vigilant look. Xiuqin hurriedly stopped her mouth, stretched her ears and listened through the ventilator.

There was a sound of footsteps, and then three or four Japanese devils and an Eighth Route Army man dressed in the yard.

"Taijun, you are waiting for me here, I'll go to the house to have a good look."

"No, let's see together." The Japanese answered in awkward Japanese. After hearing the voice of this speech, Xiuqin and Lao Wang's expressions changed. Lao Wang even saw through the breathing hole clearly the other party nodded and bowed!

Zhu Ziming!

It’s Zhu Ziming, the big traitor!

Lao Wang held the kitchen knife in his arms tightly and was still trembling with anger. He used to think that Zhu Ziming was a man-like boy, and he was a seedling of a good cadre. He told Li Yunlong more than once that a good cadre like Zhu Ziming should be placed on the front-line troops and add burdens, but he didn't expect the other party...

I didn't expect that this damn god is actually a white-eyed wolf in his bones!

Lao Wang was trembling with anger, but Zhu Ziming didn't know that he was carefully rummaging through the boxes and cabinets in the room, trying to find the authentic entrance.

"Although they hid me when they dug the tunnel, I know that they are very particular about digging the tunnel. Believe me, I will definitely find the entrance to the tunnel. As long as we find the tunnel and have ordinary people make meat shields, these Eighth Route Army members are not worth worrying about!"

Zhu Ziming was talking to the Japanese, trying to show his value.

The Japanese looked at Zhu Ziming coldly and said in awkward Chinese: "You, look for it."

The Japanese didn't care about Zhu Ziming's words, but Lao Wang and Xiuqin's faces suddenly changed when they heard this sound.

Yes, when the tunnel was dug, it was when Zhu Ziming was away, but Zhu Ziming spent too long in Zhaojiayu. If he had to search slowly, he might be able to find the shelter hole. Even if he found one, it would mean that hundreds of people would be held hostage by the Japanese!

What does it mean for hundreds of people to be in the hands of these Japanese devils?

Thinking of this, Xiuqin and Lao Wang couldn't help but make a tacit decision. Xiuqin slowly took out the pistol in her arms, but was gently pressed by Lao Wang and shook her head at Xiuqin.
Chapter completed!