Under the display of the thermal imaging radar, the positions of the six Yamamoto agents were all visible.
The six of them were positioned in a very tricky position. Most of them were hiding behind cover. As long as Xie Baoqing showed up, he would be surrounded by the six of them from different directions.
"The Japanese don't care about martial arts and dare to sneak attack me. Today, I'll teach you what is called rat tail juice.”
Xie Baoqing quickly took out a Type 92 Infantry Cannon from his storage and adjusted the direction of one of the Yamamoto agents hiding behind the wall.
Bang!
The mortar shell drew a shooting star in the night sky and an extremely curved parabola, falling behind the agent.
By the time the agent reacted, the shell had already exploded behind him.
The rest of the Yamamoto agents were shocked. They had thought that there was a sniper hiding on top of the church with a rocket launcher.
But now, the enemy was even using the Type 92 Infantry Cannon. How could a Sniper carry heavy weapons with him?
A Type 92 Infantry Cannon weighed 400 pounds. Could it be that there was a large army near the cathedral?
"Retreat, retreat…"
The agents naturally did not dare to fight the Type 92 artillery head-on, so they retreated one by one.
Xie Baoqing originally wanted to wipe out this f * cking special agent team, but in the thermal imaging system, the Japanese military police had already arrived.
"F * ck, you guys are lucky."
Xie Baoqing snorted coldly and put away his Type 92 Infantry Cannon, disappearing into the darkness.
After what Xie Baoqing had done, the entire Huan County became chaotic.
Large groups of Japanese soldiers were dispatched to pursue and capture the escaped prisoners of war.
Now that the mission to rescue Wei Da Yong had been determined to be completed, Niu Ben and the others must have brought Wei Da Yong back to the Black Cloud Stronghold.
Xie Baoqing took advantage of the chaos to escape from Huan County. In order to avoid being tracked by the devils, he went around for a night before returning to the Black Cloud Stronghold.
When Xie Baoqing returned to the Black Cloud Stronghold, the sky was already bright.
Sun Desheng, Leng San, Niu Ben, and the others had already returned to the Black Cloud Stronghold.
Perhaps it was because they were used to it or because they trusted Xie Baoqing, but none of them looked worried.
When Xie Baoqing came back, the three of them were each holding a bowl of tofu pudding and sipping it.
"You bastards are living quite well. You're even eating tofu pudding.”
"The captain is back. Hurry up and give me a bowl of the tofu pudding that has just been cooked.”
When he saw Xie Baoqing return, Niu Ben quickly brought a bowl of tofu pudding from the side and handed it to Xie Baoqing.
Xie Baoqing's stomach was growling from hunger after a night of torment. He quickly took the bowl and smelled a fragrant aroma.
"Have you snatched back all the food?"
"I've brought them all back. They should be enough for us to eat for a while.
Last night, Company Commander Sun and I played the Japanese in the Chen family's stronghold. As a result, they lost their food and the stronghold was bombed.”
Leng San recalled what had happened last night and started to brag.
"Alright! He left half for himself and distributed the rest to the people near Huan County, telling them to hide the food well this time.”
Leng San gulped down half a bowl of tofu pudding and patted his chest.""Don't worry, it's all packed.
After these few days, I will distribute the food to the people.”
Xie Baoqing took a sip of the hot tofu pudding. It was soft and tender in his mouth, and it tasted fragrant.
"This tofu pudding is not bad! I didn't expect this old man to have a hidden trick up his sleeve. The tofu pudding is very authentic!”
The old man was originally the cook of the Black Cloud Stronghold. Now that the Black Cloud Stronghold had become the Black Mountain guerrilla brigade, he had also become a cook.
"Captain, what are you thinking? How could Old Plump make tofu pudding with his skills? This tofu pudding was made by Old Guo.“
"Who is Old Guo?" Xie Baoqing took a sip of tofu pudding and asked with interest.
"Captain, don't mess around. Didn't you ask us to bring him to the Black Cloud Stronghold?
Old Guo said that to thank us for rescuing him from the prisoners of war, he specially worked the entire night to make some tofu pudding for everyone to taste.
The captain was thoughtful. Not only did he snatch the food, but he also brought back a chef.”
Chef?
Xie Baoqing almost choked. He couldn't help but have a bad feeling.
"It's out! Hot cornbread…"
At this moment, a chubby man with a red face and a heart-shaped hairstyle came out of the kitchen with two big steamers in his arms.
"Old Guo, come here for a moment." At this moment, Niu Ben hurriedly waved his hand at the short and fat man.
The short and fat man wiped his hands on his apron and jogged to Xie Baoqing and the others.
"Old Guo, let me introduce you. This is the captain of our Black Mountain guerilla unit, Xie Baoqing.
Last night, it was our Captain Xie who specially sent us to rescue you.”
Old Guo looked at Xie Baoqing and tears welled up in his eyes.
"Wait…who are you?"
Old Guo wiped the tears from his eyes and saluted Xie Baoqing gratefully.
"Reporting to the chief, I am Guo Degang, the captain of the cooking squad of the Zhongyang Army's 9th Brigade. Thank you for saving my life.
From now on, my life belongs to the Bureau Chief.”
Xie Baoqing was slightly stunned and looked at Niu Ben.
"How many people did you bring back last night?”
Niu Ben gulped down the tofu pudding in his bowl and wiped his mouth with his sleeve.
"Old Guo is the only one! Didn't you say that you wanted us to pick up a young man with a monk head?”
Guo Degang: This is a peach heart, not a bald head.
Xie Baoqing felt like crying.
Are you f * cking blind? Can't you see that this guy has a peach on his head?
(Continue, continue…I'll treat you to tofu pudding after the flower evaluation votes are gone.)
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