Sun Hunter

"What's going on?" Deng Yun shouted.

"Reporting to the leader, last night Leng Ran said that he wanted to relieve the big hand, but he knocked him unconscious as soon as we opened the door. I don't know what happened next."

"You, the four of you can't defend one, what are you going to do for food?" Deng Yun angrily pointed at the four soldiers with their heads lowered and cursed.

"He was so fast that we were knocked unconscious before we could even react."

"Okay, okay, if he can't knock you out, he won't call you Taihang Magic Sword." What Deng Yun was thinking about now was where Mo Ran would go. The investigation team from the Houtian Division was about to come, and how he was going to explain it.

At this time, Political Commissar Guo also came over after hearing the news. After understanding the situation, he said:

"Old Deng, things have happened. I think he must have gone to the third camp. I immediately sent people to the third camp to bury the bones of the soldiers of the third camp, and secondly to see if Mo Ran was there. However,

Don’t spread the news of Indifferent’s escape for the time being.”

"Did you hear what the political commissar said?"

"I heard it" several soldiers replied in unison.

"You are still guarding here, just pretend you are still there indifferently. No one is allowed to come near here, especially his subordinates. Do you know that?" Deng Yun said.

"It's clear." Several guards replied.

The two walked towards the regiment headquarters, and Deng Yun said:

"I will lead the first battalion there myself. If the others go and see Mo Ran, he won't come back. You take care of the affairs of the regiment, Lao Guo. You can come back tomorrow morning at most."

"Okay, if that doesn't happen, I really want to go with you to see off the soldiers."

Deng Yun nodded, and he immediately gathered his team and set off.

Besides, Indifferent left the regiment headquarters and rushed straight to the third camp. His mind was confused. From the tone and eyes of the regiment leader and political commissar, he felt that something must have happened to the third camp. The moon was very big, and it would be the 15th in two days.

, the soft moonlight illuminated the snow-covered land very brightly, and the surrounding area was cold and quiet. He ran very fast, and arrived at the third camp at dawn, but the scene in front of him shocked him. There were corpses everywhere.

and coagulated blood.

"Batalion Commander" he yelled and ran towards the corpses, searching for them one by one. He couldn't hold back the tears at this time. Indifferent shouted and looked for them. He rummaged through every corpse but couldn't find Battalion Commander Wang, nor Battalion Commander.

When he saw Tian Yifu, Wang Xiaobing, Li Erbao, and even a member of the Wolf Soul team, he found out from the wounds on the bodies of the soldiers that the soldiers were basically stabbed to death with bayonets, and there were very few shell casings on the ground at the scene.

, it was clearly a bloody hand-to-hand battle, and judging from the traces, the Japanese casualties were not small, but the Japanese had collected the bodies together and burned them. All this made Mo Ran feel very strange, could it be that they had broken through.

At this time, she thought of Xiaoyu and Wang Yaru again. He rushed to the health team and found no casualties in the health team.

They broke through, but where would they go after breaking through? He stood there indifferently and thought hard, and finally he thought of the first battalion of the 385th Regiment, because the first battalion was the closest to them, and there were basically mountain roads along the way, making it easy to escape the Japanese pursuit.

At this time, a group of people carrying pickaxes and shovels were walking towards here from the direction of Lizhuang Village. They quietly hid aside and waited until they saw clearly that the common people had spontaneously come to collect the corpses of the soldiers before they came out.

Many of them knew Mo Ran. Mo Ran took an uncle's hand and asked;

"Uncle, can you tell me what's going on?"

"Captain, you don't know. The morning before yesterday, I was still sleeping when I was woken up by the sound of explosions. When I got up, I saw no one outside. The fog was too heavy. Then I heard a burst of explosions and gunshots, and then...

We couldn't hear anything anymore. We all hid in the mountains and didn't dare to come down until the next day. This baby is so pitiful and miserable." He started crying as he spoke.

"Uncle, have you seen Camp Commander Wang?"

"No, we looked at the corpses at that time, but there was no one alive. Later, we went back to the village to discuss that we could not let the soldiers sleep in the snow like this, so we organized the villagers to bury them today."

The Japs appeared in the Third Battalion unprepared. Because of the heavy fog, the two sides had to engage in physical combat. Who brought the Japs here? Was it Liu Xiaohong or Zhou Botong? Their images flashed in the eyes, and finally they were indifferent.

Liu Xiaohong was targeted because Zhou Botong had been with him through life and death, and it was absolutely impossible for him to rebel. And Liu Xiaohong's details were not clear at all. But all of this was just speculation. The regiment leader and political commissar were not as good as these two people. But the matter of the third battalion must be

related to them.

Mo Ran thanked the villagers and ran towards the first camp. Not far away, Mo Ran found a lot of blood and traces of a fight, but there was no body on the ground. He searched around and finally found the snow pit where the body was placed.

There were many corpses in the snow pit. He was searching with indifferent eyes, and suddenly he found a very familiar body.

"Xiao Bing" shouted indifferently, jumped down into the snow pit, pulled Xiao Bing's body out from the pile of corpses, held him in his body, and began to cry in grief. Wang Xiaobing's whole body was frozen as hard as a stone, and Indifferent gently touched his body.

His face, which was a young and kind-hearted face, turned extremely cold at this moment. Tears of indifference fell on Wang Xiaobing's pale face, and his heart felt like a knife being cut.

Indifferent picked up Wang Xiaobing, carried up the Fusion of Yang Magic, and sent it upwards with all his strength. Wang Xiaobing flew out of the snow pit and landed on the snow beside the pit. Indifferent didn't want them to pile up in this cold hole, so he sent them one by one.

Beside the pit, tears couldn't stop pouring out of his eyes. There were the corpses of twelve Wolf Soul members, the corpses of the female soldiers of the health team, and the corpses of many soldiers he didn't know. There were more than thirty corpses.

Corpses, he brought them to the pit with tears in his eyes. He did not find Lin Xiaoyu, Wang Yaru and Li Erbao, nor did he find Zhou Shentong's. Every time he picked up a corpse, his heart felt as if he had been stabbed hard by a bayonet.

Suddenly, his heart was bleeding.

Indifferent returned to the station and brought several fellow villagers here to explain. He knelt down next to the corpse, kowtowed three times, and then ran towards the direction of the first battalion.

In less than two hours, Deng Yun arrived with soldiers from the first battalion. Although the corpses on the battlefield were restrained by the villagers, they were still shocked. Deng Yun asked about the situation and ordered the soldiers to quickly transport the corpses of the soldiers from the third battalion.

They were buried collectively in the back mountain cemetery.

When he learned that there was no body of Wang Minglong and that Mo Ran had also come, he immediately sent people to the first camp. What he was most worried about now was Mo Ran.

Indifferent was very anxious. He didn't know if the comrades who broke out were really in the same battalion. His most anxious mood now was to see them. When he saw Wang Minglong, he had a lot of questions to ask, and hatred burned in his eyes.

The fire was raging, and he was eager to know who betrayed the third battalion.