"Captain calm down, give the brothers some time."

The traitor stepped forward, handing cigarettes, and serving the little devil captain.

The chase between them and Li Yunlong has been going on for several months.

These guys are very good at hiding, so they can't be found easily.

Inside the cellar, everyone was tightly squeezed together.

Shun Liu's position was closer to the front, so he could see the movements of the devils in front of him.

"The devils shouldn't be able to search our place. They won't even have a way to escape in a while."

Shun Liu's heart was in a panic.

Just now, in order to escape in time, everyone just found a hidden place and jumped down without thinking too much.

This cellar was also abandoned by the old man in the village.

Apart from one import, there are not many exports.

"Why do you think so much? Let's throw cannonballs when the devil comes."

Sun Desheng had several hand grenades hanging from his waist.

This is the life-saving talisman he prepared for himself.

I don't know if it will come in handy today.

If you really want to throw a bomb in a while, you have to go out of the cellar first, there are no sparks here.

Seeing the devil started to walk this way, Li Yunlong pressed Shunliu's shoulder, and hurriedly signaled with the others.

"Everyone, stop talking and keep your mouth shut. If this voice gets out, it will be terrible. After the devil is gone, you can chat freely."

Li Yunlong's voice was very low.

At this moment, he didn't dare to negotiate too loudly, the devil was right in front of him.

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The devils checked one by one, and a group of people went to the top of the cellar.

Hearing the sound of kicks coming from above the planks, everyone looked extremely nervous.

Li Yunlong gripped the pistol tightly, and Zhang Dabiao stuck to him back to back.

Shen Quan and Wan Shan were ready to explode, and the two guys raised the grenades.

Sun Desheng panted heavily.

The air inside was already thin, but now tense, everyone's breathing rate has also accelerated a lot.

The cellar gas began to become cloudy.

Li Yunlong was big, and was squeezed into a corner by a few special forces around him.

The chest was oppressed, and the whole person was even more chest tight.

But at this moment, he could only frown to ease the pain, but couldn't make a sound.

"We've looked around, why didn't anyone find it?"

"It's impossible for a group of more than a dozen people to hide so tightly."

Captain Matsuzuka Sora couldn't figure it out.

In the gangster's house, they blew up everything that could be lifted.

Several small broken thatched huts around have also sent people in in turn.

Now there is no sign of these people, let alone the traces of their footprints.

The ghost next to them couldn't guess where everyone was going, so they could only hold iron rods and beat back and forth on the ground.

There are not too many people within a radius of ten miles, and there are no fellow villagers outside to interfere.

Seeing the devil moving back and forth above the cellar, Li Yunlong and the others became more vigilant.

Beads of sweat trickled down Li Yunlong's back, and he could clearly feel them dripping down round and round.

"Captain, let them go over there to check, and leave this one to me."

Fujitani felt that something was wrong, so he took the initiative to invite Matsuzuka Sora.

This guy has been in the island army for some years.

However, because the family had no money and was born poor, he was still a soldier under Matsuzuka Kara for so many years.

While obeying the captain's arrangement, other crooked thoughts also moved in his heart.

"Go and have a look, remember not to go too far, or you won't be found when the team retreats later."

Matsuzuka Sora gave a reminder.

He didn't want to spend any more time raising his own army.

Fujitani nodded.

He squatted down and carefully looked at everything on the ground.

The sixth sense in his heart told him that this place is not simple.

He tapped the ground back and forth with the stick in his hand, trying to see which places were hollow.

Hearing the rhythmic thumping sound from above, everyone seemed even more nervous.

Everyone's eyes widened.

Beads of sweat are dripping down.

But no one dared to say anything.

Every breath became cautious.

Fujitani's face approached from time to time.

Looking at the infinitely magnified face, Li Yunlong was worried.

"Why does the sound on the ground sound different? Is it because I'm overthinking, or is there something hidden underneath?"

Fujitani felt that the condition of the soil under his feet was different.

He squatted down and increased the frequency of beating.

There are thumping sounds all around, and the sound here is much crisper.

Sure enough, he got down on the ground, but he couldn't tell why, so he simply pulled up.

The dirt and dust on it are quite old.

The wind and rain blew, and passers-by trampled on them, all sticking together.

Sure enough, Ken made it very hard, so he could only use the iron rod in his hand to chisel again and again.

"Don't disappoint me again this time."

Fujitani felt that the opportunity to do meritorious service beckoned to him again, and the whole person became excited.

The sound was like thunder, and it didn't seem to stop at all.

The beating on the wooden board also hit the hearts of everyone.

Seeing that the branches and leaves covered above were gradually scattered, everyone was ready for a fight to the death.

Li Yunlong's breathing fluctuated greatly, and Zhang Dabiao was also swallowing saliva constantly.

Just as Fujitani was about to wipe off the last layer of dust, a cry came from behind.

"There's no one here, let's go, the Imperial Army is still waiting to report back, so don't waste time."

Matsuzuka Kong beckoned, signaling Fujitani to return to the team immediately.

Looking at the soil under his feet, and then at the neatly lined up team, although Fujitani was a little puzzled, he still obeyed the arrangement of the masses.

The devils lined up in front, and everyone finally relaxed a lot.

Among these guys, Fuji Guran has too many eyes, and he is particularly sincere in his work.

Fortunately, Matsuzuka Sora didn't think much about it.

"Aren't you going to stay here to look for it? Let's go back now, isn't it a bit halfway?"

Fujitani asked a question.

The battle between the Eighth Route Army and the Japanese Army has been going on for a long time.

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In the past few days, he was frequently dispatched, and Fujitani also felt exhausted and yawned frequently.

He just wanted to arrest these guys as soon as possible, so as to avoid subsequent troubles.

"Let's go back first. If you can't find it, there is no one. What's the use of staying here? Are you foolishly bitten by mosquitoes?"

Sora Matsuzuka got on the co-pilot of the motorcycle.

Fujitani was helpless.

After looking back, he also sat on it, and the devils left here.

It wasn't until the sound of the motorcycle disappeared that everyone in the cellar got up.

Breathing the fresh air makes people feel much more comfortable physically and mentally.

Staying in that claustrophobic space just now, my stomach is full of flatulence.

"Fuck his old lady. The patience of the devils is really good. They have come to check twice, and they have to keep an eye on this land."

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Li Yunlong was cursing while patting the dust on his clothes.

Fighting these little devils is really a brain-consuming thing.

"It's a cat-and-mouse game between them and us, sometimes role-playing swaps."

Zhao Gang saw through this relationship.

If the division of territory between the two countries is not over, the pursuit between them will not end.

"I just hate that we don't have enough manpower."

"Tell me, why do we have so many bastards in Huaxia, Xiaosanzi is a thing born by a mother but not taught by a mother."

Looking at the bombed houses next to him, Li Yunlong couldn't help cursing a few words.

Now it can be described as internal and external troubles.

The devil has not been solved yet, and his own people are busy going out to inform.

"Why are you angry with such a guy? He has already been turned into a flower by the devil."

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhang Dabiao still couldn't help but say a few words. Although it was a little bit of an insult, Zhang Dabiao didn't care at all.

Their Chinese-faced, loud-voiced regiment leader has never issued an order forbidding them to talk about others behind their backs.

Today is all regarded as venting the anger in my heart.

Li Yunlong's eyes narrowed into a slit.

Recently, I have met too many devils, and everyone has been tortured.

After spending a few hours in the cellar just now, my body also smelled sour from vomiting.

"Forget it, leave quickly, I don't want to be driven back again."

Li Yunlong raised the machine gun, this precious thing is a good item in the team, and it is not right to throw it away.

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