under fire

Chapter 588 The inevitable accident

A certain valley more than [-] miles north of the division headquarters.

The devils began to check the equipment, and hurriedly stuffed the airdropped food into their mouths. The small amount was all good stuff.

Not long after, three Eight Routes in shabby military uniforms appeared sneakily at the mouth of the valley, replacing the guarding sentinels.

In the western sky, the roar of aircraft engines could be heard faintly.

According to the plan, the bomber took off from Changzhi Airport in the west, and after flying for half an hour, it bombed the target under the guidance of the ground.

On the mountain ridge, a few devils in the uniform of the Eighth Route Army were making trouble. After a while, three pillars of smoke rose, but they were immediately carried away by the mountain wind.

Liu Manhe finally felt relieved. When he was still driving in the mountains an hour ago, he faintly heard the sound of planes flying and explosions in the south. He thought it was the devils entering the mountains early in the morning to bomb. , still nervous all the way.

A group of people entered the flat valley, met many ordinary people on the road, and asked a few guerrillas on guard, but they couldn't figure out what happened.Anyway, the devil's plane had already flown away, and the target of the devil's bombing should be the division headquarters.

The flatness of the valley is only relatively speaking, and it is still full of hills as far as the eye can see, but there is no need to climb steep mountains.

The sun finally swayed into the valley.

Liu Manhe left the team again, sprinted to a small hill next to him, pulled out the binoculars and looked south for a long time, but found nothing unusual.

After a short trot, he returned to the team at the foot of the hill, and the middle-aged man asked, "Hey, why are you so nervous, the devil's plane left early, and besides, you can hear the plane coming from a long distance."

"Hey, didn't you say that there is an advance team in the mountains, if we meet, we have to be prepared first."

"This is our base area. Look, what we wear is the same as that of the ordinary Eighth Route Army. The little devils may not be able to take a fancy to us, can they?"

"That can't be done. The head of the group has confessed that the safety of the heads must be guaranteed."

"Always be vigilant in our base area. Xiao Liu has done a good job." Another thin middle-aged man behind praised him.

A group of people continued to walk on the valley path, and the correspondent in the team occasionally greeted people on the side of the road. He had walked this road for many years and had many acquaintances.

A soldier in the front team stopped by the side of the road leading a man who looked like a commoner with a bird gun on his back.

After Liu Manhe came over, he saluted immediately: "Report, this is the guerrilla leader in the village, and he said he found something wrong!"

"Hey, correspondent Xiao Liu, why are you here?" The militia captain looked at the correspondent who followed from behind.

"Uncle Zhao, what's the matter?"

"Do you know each other?" Staff Liu glanced at the correspondent next to him and asked as he walked.

"I met you a few times when delivering letters before." The correspondent finished speaking to Liu Manhe, stepped forward in two steps, and shook hands with the guerrilla leader who was wearing several patched black clothes and carrying a bird gun.

"Everyone was watching the plane in the morning. On the way to school, a child from the village children's group told the teacher about the situation. There was a team going from south to north, and finally went along the foot of the mountain to the valley to the west."

Staff Officer Liu scratched his head: "Our team is going to the valley to the west, what's so strange about that?"

"The kid said that most of the team wore new military uniforms, so we were careful"

Seeing that he was at the back of the line, the correspondent interrupted him: "It's a month or so before Chinese New Year. It's not surprising that our people are wearing new military uniforms."

Uncle Zhao hurriedly added: "After I got the news, I went to check it immediately and found that the footprints left on the ground were not cloth shoe prints, nor straw sandal prints, but a bit like the footprints left by enemy military shoes. Met the team ahead of you."

"Footprints of military shoes? Many comrades in our team wear captured Japanese military shoes. What kind of situation is this?" The correspondent glanced at the captured military shoes on his feet.

"I thought the same way at first. A few days ago, our propaganda team has been promoting the need to be vigilant against enemy agents and not let go of any abnormalities. The key is that almost all the footprints left are leather shoe footprints, which is not normal."

"Where are the footprints found? Come on, let's go and have a look." Before he could finish speaking, Staff Officer Liu stopped suddenly, listened carefully, and his face changed: "No, the enemy plane is coming again, immediately notify the team to find cover!
The guerrilla leader hurriedly said: "There is a depression in the mountain wall ahead, we can go there and hide for a while, those footprints are also over there."

"That's great. It will take some time for the plane to arrive, so let's go quickly." Liu Manhe frowned. It is indeed abnormal for this kind of situation to happen in the base area, and we cannot let go of any clues.

The marching team immediately changed the direction of travel, speeding up and trotting all the way to the west cliff.

Soon, a large group of people clung to the mountain wall, poking their heads out to look at the sky where the voice was getting louder.

"It seems that the devils have already heard the news from the division, but if the enemy only sends planes to bomb, the enemy industry department has been preparing for this for more than a month, and it seems that the plan has failed again." A slightly thin middle-aged man, Occasionally looking up at the sky, he whispered a report to the middle-aged man next to him with a resolute and calm face.

"Fighting against the enemy agents is not a matter of a day or two. We have to persevere. At the same time, we must also guard against the friendly teams around us."

Liu Manhe took five or six people along the foot of the mountain and approached the valley where the guerrilla leader found the footprints.

The roar of planes all over the world was getting louder and louder, which surprised Liu Manhe, but the enemy's bombing target was definitely not his small team.

No matter how powerful the enemy is, it is impossible for the plane to come in from outside the mountain just in time.

The enemy must have other goals.

Several people walked along the winding mountain wall and slowly approached the valley where the footprints were found in the west.

"...Turn another corner and we'll be there."

"Uncle Zhao, your vigilance is indeed high, but you can't be an enemy, can you?" A special agent soldier next to him felt that it was a bit of a fuss.

"Don't talk, go and have a look!" Staff Liu walked behind the guerrilla leader, and he was about to turn another corner.

"Hey, Staff Officer Liu, those footprints turned to the front and went into the valley. I originally planned to arrange someone to report the situation to the superior first, and then go in to have a look." There was a loud voice in the sky, and the guerrilla leader who was walking in front occasionally looked up , the voice is much louder.

Taniguchi, the three who were hiding among the rocks and looking at the sky, were startled when they heard voices coming from the northern cliff outside the valley.

He quickly lay down on the ground and lowered his posture, and then changed to crawling back to the gap between the rocks in the valley.

Jingle.

The crisp sound of the kettle colliding with the stone, even if it was caught in the roar of the sky, was still exceptionally clear.

"Who?" The guerrilla captain shouted subconsciously.

Bang, a bullet came out of the valley, and hit the body that stretched its neck looking into the valley.

Of the three gray figures, one was running out of the valley, and the other two leaned against the mountain wall of the valley entrance in a daze.

According to Nakamura's thinking, anyway, he was about to leave the valley and run south, so there was no need to talk about this person who suddenly appeared dressed as ordinary people.

The noise of the plane is so loud that no one should be able to hear even if the gun is fired.

As for this moment, who would scurry along the mountain wall, right?

Second Lieutenant Matsui next to him looked gloomy. He was wearing an Eighth Route Army uniform, so why should he shoot?
The sudden sound of gunfire stunned Liu Manhe who was just about to follow the turn. He naturally lay down on the ground, pulled the rifle behind his back to the front, raised the bolt and pointed the muzzle straight ahead.

The guerrilla leader collapsed and twitched at the turn, with blood bubbling from his mouth and nose.

Liu Manhe silently gestured backwards, and a soldier who had already pulled out his rifle pulled the bolt and pulled away from the mountain wall horizontally with his rifle in his hand.

The footprints, the sudden gunshots, the plane that is about to fly overhead in the sky, all of this is absolutely abnormal!
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