The only one among them who could understand what this guy was saying was Shuo Yu. It seemed that this little Japanese man in front of him mistook them for Burmese savages?
Myanmar was originally a colony of the British. Later, the Japanese invaders came and claimed to be liberating them. They were shameless under the banner of helping them. But anyone with a discerning eye could see what they were actually thinking.
Shuo Yu looked at the Japanese scout who was teaching them how to dismantle the plane. He was mouthing to the other guys in a place where he couldn't see, telling them not to speak.
The next second, Milong handed him a heavy stone. Shuoyu looked into Milong's big black eyes.
Without thinking, he struck the foolish man on the back of his head. Blood stained the stone and the scout fell to the ground. Then everyone started to grab the clothes of the unlucky guy.
Shuoyu asked them to hurry up because there must be a group of Japanese soldiers behind them.
"Hurry up, this is their scout. There are people behind them. Disperse immediately when you hear the sound. Everyone, don't mess up your formation. Use your brains. I'll go hold them off for a while. When they come, you run first. Excuse me. Do you understand?"
"But……"
"Don't worry about anything. I can speak Japanese, and I'm luckier than you. They can't kill me even if they shoot me."
"Is there anyone who can't be killed by a gun?"
"Come on, stop talking nonsense. You've fought in wars and you're smart. You can run with us, or if they don't have many people, we can set up an ambush or something. This is Burma and we're only wearing a pair of shorts. If we have guns, of course we need them."
"OK!"
Meng Fanle stopped wasting time and waved his hand to everyone to run into the fog. Before they could run far, the bullets following closely behind swept past Shuoyu's cheek.
Along with the gunshots, there was a shout in Japanese, "Who are you?! Where have you been, Oda-kun?"
Shuo Yu waved at Meng Fanle and the others. From what he could tell, there were only about a dozen people in this group. They were probably a search team or something.
Taking advantage of the fog, Shuo Yu used the voice of the little devil he had just learned to speak to the unlucky guys who were close to him.
"I'm here. I've met Burmese savages. They're hijacking American planes."
"Why are they running?"
"because……"
Shuoyu held Changfeng tightly in his hand, looking at the vanguard who was only one meter away from him. Without saying a word, he raised his sword and slashed it down. A round, eight-and-a-half-jin weight fell smoothly to the ground. The gurgling sound of the head and the bang of the remaining part caused the other people around to pick up their guns and shoot at Shuoyu through the fog. Shuoyu didn't even look at them, but lowered his head to pick up his trophies, letting Changfeng take the enemy's head by himself.
One after another, the white mist seemed to be stained with the blood-red fishy smell, making people want to sneeze. Shuo Yu searched for useful things and put them on his back. His ears moved and he looked up at the vague figures in the fog. More people came, and there were quite a few of them, about the same number as them, which meant that they might be able to eat this team.
In a minute, there was no one alive and breathing beside Shuoyu. A large area of khaki fell down, and they turned into headless corpses. He carefully pulled the enemy's relatively clean clothes to wipe the blood for Changfeng.
Then they turned around and ran. This was just a small group of enemy troops. There were more behind them. Maybe this group of guys would be fully equipped soon.
Meng Fanle was panting heavily and hiding on the back of a small hill. Next to him was Ayi, who was trembling with fear. Long-term malnutrition made it difficult for them to run so fast. Fortunately, the fog had not yet dissipated. With the cover of vines and branches, they could temporarily hide their bodies.
Ayi pointed a trembling finger behind them, his voice was breathless.
"Shuoyu, you haven't caught up yet!"
"I know it, my uncle."
Meng Fanle held his head, looking at the thick fog behind him, trying to see something. Unfortunately, he did not have X-ray vision, so he could not see anything except the confusing thick fog. The fog not only appeared in front of his eyes, but also in his heart.
He could only comfort himself that he didn't hear any gunshots and didn't see any pursuers, so that guy Banxianer should, probably, maybe nothing happened, right?
He didn't know who to ask.
Ayi was wiping his tears again, because in his opinion no one could face so many enemies and escape unscathed. We can only say that it's a good thing that he hasn't watched the anti-Japanese drama, right?
Meng was annoyed and kept muttering "damn half-immortal" before he was hit hard on the head. Before he could say anything, he saw Shuo Yu carrying a lot of spiritual weapons as "trophies". The surprise in his eyes almost jumped out of his mouth.
Shuo Yu distributed the dozen or so Type 38 rifles on his back to those who he thought had good marksmanship. He even gave Dou Bing a grenade and taught him how to throw it when in danger.
Meng was annoyed and looked at the gun and bullets in his hand. He stared with his eyes wide open and opened his mouth for a long time but couldn't say anything. Then Shuo Yu covered his mouth.
"I'm tired of it. You've been in war before, and you're smart. A small group of Japanese soldiers will probably pass by on this road soon. If we kill them, we can fully equip ourselves and have a better chance of survival. Don't you agree?"
"I'm tired of it. Now that brain of yours can be put to good use, can you lead us to victory?"
Meng Fanle's mouth was covered, and he blinked his eyes, looking at Shuoyu who was so close to him at this time, and began to make a plan in his mind. He did not ask Shuoyu how he dealt with the dozen or so enemies, because he knew that even if he asked, Shuoyu would not tell him.
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