"Good singing! Brothers, let's take a rest where we are."

Ayi lifted the bangs on his head, picked up the kettle and drank some water. He sang so loudly that his throat was filled with smoke.

However, he felt a great sense of accomplishment. Although he was only taking the lead in singing, it felt like he was commanding thousands of troops. His little vanity instantly burst into flames.

"Ayi, why is there silence? Everyone is in such high spirits that we can't stop. Come on, keep singing!"

At this time, Liao Mingyu slowly came to Ayi's side with his hands behind his back, patted his shoulder and said.

"Um, that group member...me" Ah Yi wanted to say that my throat was hoarse from singing, so Ah Neng could rest for a while, but was ruthlessly interrupted by Liao Mingyu.

"What am I? Come on, let's play another military song that everyone can sing. Come on, I'll start. If you don't see me, the army of Han Dynasty is ready!"

"Don't you see, the Han Dynasty's army is over, and the weak-headed prisoners are asking for long tassels..."

Although everyone was confused, since the group leader gave the order, they had no choice but to sing along.

"Louder! Oh, by the way, the voice is louder."

While Liao Mingyu was directing everyone, he glanced at the people wearing white towels in the team with his peripheral vision.

Long Wenwen and his group slowly walked into the team. Each of them had a white towel tied around their neck. They pretended to hum along to the tune. When walking in the crowd, they stopped when they encountered soldiers who also wore white towels.

Observe each other carefully.

Meng Fanxiao slowly walked up to a soldier wearing a white towel and turned to stare at the soldier's mouth.

"What are you looking at?" the soldier said unhappily as he was staring at him inexplicably.

"Uh... Hey! Can't we see what's going on with you?" Although he was a little embarrassed, Meng Fanyi still said something back.

It turned out that this was a Chinese soldier. Meng Fangli curled his lips, ignored him, and walked forward on his own.

At this time, the veterinarian who was following him poked his waist with his hand and nuzzled in one direction.

There was also a soldier there with a white towel hanging around his neck, but he looked a little reserved. Although his mouth opened and closed, the shape of his lips was obviously wrong, and he was obviously making up his words.

It was him. Liao Mingyu nodded to the veterinarian, and then the two people slowly walked over and stood beside him, one on the left and the other on the right.

The soldier was also very confused when he saw the two people who suddenly appeared. He turned around and saw that they also had white towels tied around their necks.

Yo West, he knew it by heart, looked around cautiously, no one noticed him, and then nodded to Meng Fanxiao without any trace.

Damn, he was treated as one of his own.

He shocked Meng Fanglia for a moment, but Meng Fanglia still calmed down, nodded to him awkwardly, and tightly held the knife hidden in his sleeve!

Liao Mingyu glanced around as if nothing had happened. There were 2.30 people wearing white towels in the team, and now there were basically two or three veterans of the Sichuan Army standing next to them.

That's almost it. As the song reached its climax, the soldiers' singing became louder and louder. Liao Mingyu turned his back to everyone, raised a rifle high, and opened the bolt!

"Wow!"

The veterans took action together and covered the mouths of the soldiers wearing white towels. With the cooperation of their companions, the sharp knives instantly penetrated the bodies of these people.

"Puff! Puff..."

"Woooo..."

Meng Fanglia tightly covered the mouth of the little devil in front of him, and stabbed the man's lower back with the knife in his hand. The veterinarian used his thin arms to tighten the devil's arm, preventing him from letting go.

Move half a minute.

More than 20 Japanese spies were all killed in an instant!

The other soldiers were frightened by the scene before them, and their high-spirited singing suddenly stopped. They all moved away from the group of veterans, wondering why these people suddenly wanted to kill their comrades.

The team began to panic.

"Bang!"

There was a gunshot, and Liao Mingyu shouted to everyone: "Quiet, Deputy Long, bring everyone to the front and take off their pants!"

The veterans dragged more than 20 corpses to Liao Mingyu and took off their pants. There was no doubt that they were all wearing Japanese crotch cloth.

"See clearly! This group of people are all little devils who infiltrated our team in disguise!" Long Wenwen explained to everyone in a loud voice.

"Oh, these...those are Japanese!"

"What's going on? Where did these little devils around us come from?"

"I just said that something has been wrong these past two days. There are a few people who are mysterious and don't talk to each other all day long."

The soldiers had different opinions and couldn't believe that there were so many little Japs pretending to be their companions in the team.

"Everyone, take a clear look at the companions in front of you, and point out those you don't know, those who usually don't speak, and those who behave strangely! If you dare to cover up and keep silent, I will find out and shoot you immediately!"

Liao Mingyu raised his rifle and looked coldly at the remaining seven or eight soldiers who were also wearing white towels. The veterans probably saw that they were actually singing, so they did not attack them. But he didn't believe it!

"Those wearing white towels, all come out!"

Who knows if these Japanese can speak Chinese and can hide deep enough to deceive the veterans who came over to investigate. In this situation, except for the veterans I know, almost everyone else is a suspect.

The soldier who had just been misunderstood by Meng Fanxia took two steps back in panic. Seeing Liao Mingyu staring at him fiercely, he instantly realized that something was wrong.

He was already feeling guilty. When things got to this point, he could no longer pretend. He pushed aside the soldiers next to him and ran back in panic, shouting as he ran: "Help, the officer is crazy, everyone hurry up."

Run!"

"Bang!"

There was no need for Liao Mingyu to take action, Long Wenwen raised his hand and fired a shot, killing this little devil.

"Whoosh! Whoosh..."

The veterans of the Sichuan Army stepped forward one after another and disarmed those few people. The remaining veterans raised their guns and stared fiercely at the other soldiers around them.

"Don't even move!"

"I will beat anyone who dares to touch me to death!"

"Follow the commander's orders and don't let me think you are a spy. Otherwise, bullets will not have eyes!"

The turbulent team suddenly became quiet. Everyone obeyed the instructions obediently, whispered to each other, and identified those who looked abnormal in the team.

The soldier who was just killed was definitely a Chinese, but this did not mean that he was innocent. Liao Mingyu believed that without the cover of the traitors, these little devils would not have been able to infiltrate so many people.

After a while, in addition to the soldiers wearing white towels, a dozen soldiers with strange behaviors were identified in the team. A group of people were tied tightly by the veterans and held on their knees on the ground.

Liao Mingyu looked coldly at the group of people kneeling on the ground, and said solemnly: "The messenger, shoot them on the spot!"

"Captain, you are wronged! We are our own people! You cannot kill innocent people indiscriminately."

"I don't want to die, Captain, please don't kill me!"

"Sir, please spare me, there is nothing I can do!"

Among the twenty or so people kneeling on the ground, some were crying bitterly, kowtowing their heads desperately and begging for forgiveness, while some were shouting that they were wronged, while the rest lowered their heads and said nothing.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!..."

The veterans shot without mercy, and the bullets penetrated their bodies. More than 20 people instantly fell into a pool of blood.

No one had mercy on them. Liao Mingyu knew that some of these people might have been wronged, but at this time, it was meaningless to say they were wronged.

For the sake of the larger army, I would rather kill by mistake than let go!

The surrounding soldiers of the Sichuan Army looked at this scene with fear. Everyone knew the seriousness of this matter, and no one was willing to say anything. Liao Mingyu's iron-blooded skills also shocked everyone, and they had another idea of ​​​​this regiment leader.

New understanding.

…

Boom! Boom!

There was a burst of gunfire from Nantianmen on the top of the mountain, and everyone was shocked!

"Death, death, organize the troops, don't delay any more." Liao Mingyu ordered Long Wenwen.

"Captain! Commander!"

At this time, Bu La, who was going to the rear to conduct reconnaissance, led a group of people and ran down the mountain in a hurry.

"Two squadrons are coming over. We just pushed back one of their vanguards. Damn it, Xiao Dongyang can't beat it, so use artillery fire!"
Chapter completed!