"Then just wait?"

"Wait." Lao Mao said coldly.

He walked away cursingly, came to a corner, patted a subordinate on the shoulder, who understood and followed him to the side.

"Xiao An, go and stare." Lao Hu bit Xiao An's ear and said, "If the people from Chongqing run out, come back and tell me."

"I know." Xiao An laughed. If the Chongqing people ran out, they rushed out and blocked the guys No. 76. Anyway, it was dark, so it could be said that they didn't see clearly. If the Chongqing people were arrested, they would have to rush out even more. Chongqing elements dared to shoot and kill people in Xiafei District. Their police room would never tolerate them and they had to arrest and interrogate.

Seven or eight minutes later, gunfire suddenly became fierce in the area of ​​Moyuer Lane.

There was a rumbling sound.

The old hat's ears are raised:

This is a German-made M4 grenade in Hanyang Arsenal!

I saw Xiao An running back to report the news.

"What's wrong? Tell me quickly." Lao Mao asked immediately.

"Reinforcements came from Chongqing, and there was a burst of rapid fire and another grenade, which caught the No. 76 people off guard."

"What's going on now?"

Xiao An wiped the rain from his face, "They broke through."

He said in the ear of the old hat, "Brother Hau, I saw someone coming over Qiaojie Lane, turning on the flashlight."

"Brothers." Lao Hu wiped the rain from his face and shouted at the top of his throat, "Follow me, there are Chongqing elements to stop them."

At night, gunfire was loud, and those who dared to turn on the flashlight to march towards the gun battle site could not be Chongqing or the police station. So, you can imagine what the group of people are.

...

Jiang Laosan carried a wounded man on his back and marched in the heavy rain.

Brother Lu brought his brothers behind him, and they blocked the enemy's possible pursuit behind the temple.

Now they will run faster, and Brother Lu will be relieved by a little.

"Erdan, Erdan." A team member suddenly shouted, "San brother, Third brother, Erdan is not good."

Jiang Laosan transferred the wounded to a subordinate to carry him on his back. He ran over and picked up Erdan, who was being carried by someone. He did not dare to stop and lowered his head and shouted, "Edan, Erdan."

Erdan's mouth was vomiting blood, and the dirty blood that had just been vomited was immediately washed away by the rain, and his mouth moved.

Jiang Laosan stopped and his ears were pressed against Erdan's mouth.

"San, San brother." Erdan spoke with his last strength.

"Secret Brother, listen."

"I want to eat Dandan noodles..."

Seeing Erdan's head tilted down, Jiang Laosan's tears burst out from his eyes, mixed with the rain, he was silent, holding the dead brother in his arms, running silently, running.

Erdan is from Sichuan, a wounded soldier of the Sichuan Army who was disbanded by the Japanese army in the 26th year of the Republic of China. Later, he was taken in by the Special Information Group and joined the Rangers. This guy would brag about how delicious the Dandan noodles in his hometown were. Jiang Laosan smiled and scolded, was it the noodles with two eggs added?

Later, everyone called Erdan.

"You starved ghost!" Jiang Laosan glanced at the brother in his arms and cursed, "I still think about your Dandan until I die."

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