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Chapter 1673 Take away a pot of rice

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    At this time, Richard almost had only one breath left.  After a night of tossing and tossing, that leg is now swollen to the top, and the pain is constantly spreading to the brain, which makes him numb.  There was no strength in his whole body, and no sound could come out of his throat.  He could only try his best to open his eyes, and watched a famous cavalry rush towards him. At this moment, he only had one thought in his mind. Could it be that the devil cavalry was going to trample him to death?  He didn't have any resistance anymore, he could only lightly cross himself on his chest.

    But it was very strange that when the horses got close to him, they suddenly separated and became two roads.  Several cavalrymen on both sides turned over from their horses, and then stretched out a hand each, and grabbed Richard's two arms and two legs just right.  So Richard's body soared into the air.

    At this moment, Richard felt even more frightened.  In addition to being afraid, there was also fear. The cavalry of these devils not only wanted to kill him, but also played with him again before killing him.  Lift him up now, and probably throw him down again.  Especially, the broken leg hurts badly.

    Richard opened his mouth and wanted to shout, but his throat was so uncomfortable that he couldn't make any sound at all.  He could only open his eyes and look at the cavalry on horseback, wanting to express his anger with his eyes.  But when he looked at the cavalry, he suddenly froze, this is not the cavalry of the little devil!  The military uniforms they wore belonged to the Eighth Route Army!

    At this moment, Richard only felt a burst of excitement. He remembered what Major Cromlin had told him, flying here, the Eighth Route Army would definitely save them.  At the beginning, he didn't have such firm confidence. He just hoped that his luck would be good enough, but his luck was estimated to be the worst among the entire crew.  He parachuted down, hung on a tree, called for help, and was discovered by the little devil again.  After being tossed by the little devil all night, it seemed that he was dying.  Unexpectedly, at this time, he was rescued by the Eighth Route Army again!

    Richard's pain and despair had disappeared without a trace. At this moment, his heart was full of hope.  At this moment, the cavalrymen on horseback were also making the next move. After picking him up from the ground, several people threw him hard together, and then he was thrown onto the horseback of one of the cavalrymen!  This riding skill is too superb, right?

    The cavalryman shouted to him while riding: "Hold me tight."

    Although Richard didn't know what the other party was shouting at this time, this kind of action was carried out subconsciously.  He stretched out his hands in front of him and put his arm around the other's waist.  The other party seemed not very relieved. On the horse's back, he picked up a rope, swung it backwards, made a circle and returned to the front, using the rope to tie Richard and himself together.

    At this time Wei Dayong had jumped off his horse.  With a vigorous hook with both hands, he actually picked up the whole rice cooker.  The strength of this monk is really not small.

    The Kasai team on the hillside was dumbfounded.  Almost all of them were attracted by Wei Dayong.  No one found out that the half-dead American pilot had been taken away by the Eighth Route Army.

    Wei Dayong held the cauldron like a strong man.  The little devils watched this scene helplessly but could do nothing.

    Everything happened so fast, until now, a little devil's machine gunner who ran up the old man's slope finally found a big rock as a cover, set up his crooked machine gun, and wanted to go down  strafing.  It's just that he hasn't pulled the trigger yet. There are almost five or six assault rifles under the old man's slope firing at the same time.  The bullet hit the stone in front of the crooked submachine gun, making a chirping sound.  Then the bullet moved up, and several bullets hit the kid's machine gunner in the head.  His skull exploded, spilling blood and brains on the loader beside him.  The loader was so frightened that he got down quickly, not daring to operate the machine gun to shoot again.

    The machine gunner didn't dare to fire anymore, and the others didn't dare to show their heads. The firepower below was suppressed too much. As long as they showed their heads, they would die.

    Major Cromlin, who was following behind, was completely dumbfounded.  He didn't expect that this rescue operation would be carried out so quickly and so neatly, even if it was the American army, it would be impossible to do this at all.  After so many years of war, a large number of elite troops have appeared on the Chinese battlefield!  At this moment, he still couldn't see who was being rescued, so he had to leave here.  After all, with the sound of gunfire.  There may be other little devil troops nearby that will follow.  Once surrounded by little devils, they will be in trouble.

    Of course, the most troublesome thing now should be Wei Dayong, with that big iron pot in his hand, how should he retreat?  Although Wei Dayong is very brave, but with this big iron pot, he still can't jump on the horse's back.

      At this moment, Li Yunlong's broken voice sounded: "Use the steel helmet of the little devil!"

    Twenty or so little devils were killed, and the bodies of some of them fell not far away.  Hearing Li Yunlong's shout, some cavalry immediately picked up the little devil's helmet.  Then they galloped to the place where Wei Dayong was, each of them turned their helmets over and used them as a big spoon to scoop into the cauldron.

    If Wei Dayong were to carry a pot of rice all by himself, he would definitely not be able to do it, but now that a dozen steel helmets go down, most of the food in the pot has already been divided, so Wei Dayong is carrying this mouthful.  The cauldron ran a few steps quickly, leaped loudly, and jumped onto his horse with a stone beside him.

    War horses are also spiritual, and they don't gallop away until Wei Dayong jumps up.

    Just like that, the little devil was dumbfounded, watching this army suddenly appear and leave suddenly.  Is the other party just here to grab a meal?  Captain Kasai, that's a depressing one.

    It wasn't until the opponent's horse was gone that these ghost soldiers finally left their hiding place tremblingly.  Where did they have the confidence they had when they were searching, and now they were disheartened, and finally someone found that the American prisoner was gone.

    At this time, a devil soldier who came to inform the news ran over on a horse and shouted to Captain Li Jing, "Your Majesty Li Jing, please send the American prisoner captured by your team to Baoding City immediately.  Participated in the bombing mission of our capital, which is of great importance." (Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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