Rise from the sword

Chapter 218 Killing Intent

"It's really troublesome..."

In the evening, with the faint remaining light, Chen Fan sat on a hill in the Japanese-occupied area, looking at the refugees heading from the rugged mountain road to the base in the distance, frowning.

Through the system panel, he can see clearly.

The three refugees, carrying the food bags he provided, wearing the old cotton coats he supported, and each holding a wooden stick, were struggling to move forward through the mountains and forests. They tried to avoid the obstruction of the devils and arrived at the base area.

Under the dark sky, there was no lighting, no cutting knife, and no better shoes. The three of them staggered and walked in the dark, and they only advanced a few hundred meters in an entire hour.

At this speed, it would be good if they could cross this mountain tonight, and if they accidentally reached a dead end, it would be a waste of a night.

"The little devil of the dog day actually came to interfere with the task of labor and management. This is a record of the rivalry between labor and management."

Boss Chen cursed bitterly.

If it wasn't for the little devils blocking the mountain road, would these refugees have to drill into the forest at night?
It was because of the devil's mess. Of the nearly 300 refugees he organized in the first wave, only more than 700 passed through the devil's blockade, and more than [-] were blocked in the devil-occupied area, and there were even many of them Was caught by the devil.

This greatly affected the progress of his main task.

He was so angry that he wanted to contact Captain Li, and brought someone to the little devil's camp here.

It's a pity, now that his points have been exhausted, he has no property to hire Captain Li.

The supplies exchanged from the system to the victims are extremely cheap, it can be said that they are ridiculously cheap, but the price of hiring followers is really expensive, and the points left over from the last business are only enough for him to organize a refugee team of 3000 people. Fortunately, the followers It takes a long time to hire one time, otherwise he doubts whether he can complete the main task.

Moreover.

This is the territory of the devils, and there are devils everywhere to intercept the refugees organized by him. The entire North China Front Army is against him. If he wants to completely regain his position, he will probably need fifty independent regiments.

If there were fifty independent regiments, the devil probably wouldn't have the time to restrict him from rescuing the victims.

Moreover, the system restricts him as a host so severely that there is no loophole to exploit. Even if he uses indirect means, he can't affect the situation. Otherwise, he can let his followers carry the victims there like he did, or directly escort them to the area occupied by the devils.

"Hey···"

Sighing, Chen Fan thought to himself.

It seems that a safe passage needs to be found.

But the problem is that if they move to the base area, they must pass through the devil-occupied area, or make a circle of nearly a thousand kilometers, which is obviously impossible for refugees.

There are almost no safe passages in the devil-occupied areas, and the relatively safe roads are constantly changing.

Unless, there is a force that continues to maintain safe passage.

Thinking of this, Chen Fan narrowed his eyes.

Hiring a troop, he provides supplies, the other party supplies people, maintains a refugee passageway, or directly hires a troop to escort the victims, which is in line with the requirements of the system. As a businessman, it is naturally done by means of business.

However, this is more difficult...
All the way from Henan, hundreds of roads, to maintain a safe passage, the required troops and supplies are not a small amount, and it seems that he is not able to provide it now.

Find an opportunity to discuss with Li Datuan...
As Chen Fan thought about it, the situation in the distance changed. The three refugees over there seemed to have entered a dead end and pointed to return. During the return, they encountered a small group of devils.

Behind these devils were twenty or so refugees who were tied up with ropes. These refugees looked sluggish and frightened.

Seeing the devil soldiers, the three refugees fled immediately, but their speed was slow on the mountain road, and the devils had already blocked them in front. Finally, facing the devil's bayonet and muzzle, they could only choose to squat down.

One later smashed the fastest refugee with a gun butt.

"I'm on a horse..."

Seeing this scene, Chen Fan swears again.

It's over, isn't it?

Do you really think I can't do anything with you?

At the same time, he also found that among the more than 20 refugees captured by the devils, they all seemed to be in the prime of life, and none of them were emaciated. He even found blood stains on these refugees.

This bloodstain is obviously the bloodstain sprayed by someone else, almost soaking the entire cotton padded clothes...

Seeing this, Boss Chen stood up abruptly, his pupils constricted violently, and a dangerous aura began to pervade.

Almost all the refugees had blood stains on their bodies, layer by layer like water stains. Obviously, this should be because the devils let these refugees carry the corpses, and the blood stains were very fresh, and only the young and vigorous refugees were left.

Chen Fan naturally guessed what the devil had done.

The first wave of refugees he worked so hard to organize, I'm afraid...

In the dark mountain top, after a moment of silence, Chen Fan opened the map, looked at the location on the map, and the map of the distribution of the devil's forces. He found the name of the place here and the number of the devil's army stationed here.

"Wendian Village"

"No.30 Third Division Komatsu Battalion, Captain Seiji Komatsu"

The system interface was closed, and in the dark mountaintop, the eyes were pure killing intent.

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In the evening of the second day.

Wang Gensheng, the monk led a special team, and a company from the first battalion, a total of more than 100 people, arrived in the mountainous area near Wendian Village. The long black railway.

At this time, there was still one day before the Devils Army Column arrived at Wendian Village.

They are the pioneer troops of the independent regiment, responsible for exploring the way for the large troops, clearing obstacles, and finding places to stay.This time almost the entire independent regiment was dispatched,

"The little devil is quite alert."

Holding up the binoculars and looking at the devils on both sides of the railway in the distance, Wang Gensheng curled his lips.

It was almost seven o'clock now, and the sky was already dark in this winter, but there were still many ghosts standing guard on both sides of the railway, which surprised him.

It is rare to see such a dedicated devil.

The guard station of the Devil Railway usually ends after five o'clock, and the rest of the time is only guarded by the patrol team.

"Didn't you read the information given by the group leader?"

The monk suddenly said something, which made Wang Gensheng look sideways with a surprised expression.

Is this what you should say?Don't you know what your level is?
"Have you seen it? Why?" Wang Gensheng squinted at the monk.

"Hey..." The monk heyed, and his tone was firm: "You must not have looked carefully."

"nonsense."

Wang Gensheng rolled his eyes, and resisted the thought of beating the monk, after all, he couldn't beat this guy: "The information is full of words, densely packed, labor and management only know a little bit, and there are some parts that they don't understand."

He has been learning cultural knowledge for several years, but so far, he still only knows more than 700 characters, and he can write even less. There is no way, although the political commissar teaches him every day, but he just can't remember it.

Especially in the back, that is to learn a word and forget a word.

It's not that he doesn't work hard, it's that this thing is really too difficult.

It is even harder to deal with than the Devils armored vehicles.

No, the armored vehicle is just a younger brother, and it is more difficult to handle than the plane in the devil's sky. He would rather carry a machine gun and shoot at the plane of the devil than learn to read.

"Could it be that you understand?" Wang Gensheng looked at Monk Wei with disdain.

This monk has been in the army for almost a year, and I'm afraid it's not enough for a hundred words. He is a well-known poor student in the regiment, and the political commissar gives this guy a small lesson every day.

"Hey..." The monk showed off triumphantly: "It's said in the information that when the devils' army train passes, the little devils' railway is on guard for 24 hours."

"The devils here will not leave tonight."

"Oh····"

"Humph···"

Wang Gensheng nodded suddenly, then snorted coldly, his tone extremely disdainful: "Listen to what the political commissar and team leader said? With your level, can you understand those materials?"

The two were bickering. Suddenly, Cheng He came over from the mountainside. After matching the signal, the vanguard of the Independent Regiment and the special agent platoon of the New Regiment converged.

"Captain Wang."

Cheng He called Wang Gensheng the captain.

In the future plan of the new regiment, Cheng He will also gradually break away from the position of the commander of the first battalion and focus on commanding the special agent platoon. Moreover, in the plan of the regiment commander Ding Da, the future special agent platoon will also expand into a special agent company or even a special agent platoon. Secret Service Battalion.

"Cheng Battalion Commander."

Wang Gensheng has also met Chenghe, so he is an acquaintance.

"I have brought people to put the stones by the road. In order to avoid accidents, I have prepared more than three tons, which should be enough." Cheng He cut to the chase and reported the task situation directly:

"They all weigh about thirty or forty catties."

"enough."

Wang Gensheng nodded.

Cheng He is stable by nature, Wang Gensheng feels at ease when he does things.And this thing is also very simple, basically there will be no problems.After the large troops came, they would tie up stones with hemp rope, disguise themselves as machines and throw them into the falling lake to confuse the devils.

"You little devil, I'll fuck your ancestors..."

Suddenly, the monk cursed secretly, his tone full of killing intent.

"what happened?"

Cheng He and Wang Gensheng first looked at the monk, and found that not only the monk, but also the rest of the soldiers looked resentful and murderous. Then they followed the monk's line of sight and looked at Wendian Village in the distance.

The two saw that in the village next to the devil's camp, about 40 devils gathered in the open space outside the camp, holding guns and practicing bayonets.

More than 30 people were tied to wooden posts as living targets.

In an instant, more than 30 villagers died under the bayonet of the devil.

"Little son of a bitch..."

Lifting up the binoculars, Wang Gensheng found that, judging from their clothes, some of those tied up were ordinary people near Wendian Village, and some were refugees, which made him almost run away on the spot.

"Don't be impulsive."

After instructing the crowd who were about to charge their guns to calm down, Wang Gensheng held a bullet in his hand, and said in a tone of murderous intent, "There is still one more day, everyone, remember this is more than a blood feud."

"When the time comes, don't forget about this..."

No one spoke, everyone was breathing heavily, and their eyes were red.

(End of this chapter)