Wearing Japanese clothes, to be honest, is indeed much more comfortable than the clothes on the body, not even a patch can be seen, and the effect of keeping out the cold is even better, but the Eighth Route Army is very backbone, even if it freezes to death, it is never willing to wear this Japanese military uniform that they seem to be no different from dog skin plaster, of course, take it back and change it and wear it again is another matter.

The soldiers had emotions, among which Zhou Daniu was the strongest, he threw the yellow-green Japanese military uniform on the ground, and then stepped on it with his feet full of mud and said: "Three stunned, I am wearing this little devil's clothes, even if I am killed, I will not wear them." ”

The soldiers stopped talking, and at this time, under Han Feng's urging, the others had already put on the Japanese military uniforms one after another, and began to sort out the buttons and ties according to Han Feng's requirements, at least at a glance, they couldn't see the flaws in the messy clothes.

Han Feng didn't pay attention to Zhou Daniu, who was still angry, he looked into the distance, Xu Jingyou's figure appeared from the other side of the dirt slope in the distance, and kept waving at him.

This is the gesture code that Han Feng and Xu Jingyou discussed, indicating that the puppet army in Liuzhuang has already driven out of Liuzhuang after listening to the sound of guns and cannons in the battle, and they are afraid that they are not far away at this moment.

Han Feng's gaze finally withdrew from Xu Jingyou in the distance, his expression changed from his usual lack of shape, and when the seriousness and strength that everyone had not expected suddenly appeared, a huge touch was born in everyone's hearts for no reason.

Han Feng looked at Zhou Da Niu, his voice was calm and scary, and his eyes flashed with fierce light, "Da Niu, we are soldiers, and obeying orders is our first duty, not to mention just wearing a devil military uniform that makes you feel good, as long as the superior gives an order, as long as it is for the final victory of the Anti-Japanese War, as long as it can kill the devil, it is the devil who kills my whole family, and Lao Tzu can also kneel and knock at them, believe it or not?" Grievance? If you feel wronged, then be your shrinking turtle for Lao Tzu and climb to the back for me. ”

Time froze in an instant, and after a while, Zhou Daniu lowered his gaze towards Han Feng, he quickly put on the devil's military uniform in silence, patted off the footprints and dust, and in a short period of time, it was neater than anyone else, and there was no complaint.

"Get dressed and go!" Han Feng ordered in a deep voice.

"From now on, remember your identity, you are the Japanese army, just remember, when you see the puppet army later, no one is allowed to open your mouth to expose everyone."

Hu Chengwen, who had a bright brain, reacted and exclaimed: "Three stunned, do you want us to pretend to be little devils, and then bluff those imperial allies?" ”

"Clever."

"But can it work? If they recognize these devils, once we are exposed, it will not be easy to do it. ”

Han Feng said: "Don't worry, I will negotiate with them far away, besides, you look up to these puppet troops too much, in the puppet army, there is also some combat effectiveness in the group that entered the customs, as for the imperial alliance army in Liuzhuang, if I expected it to be good, their predecessor was just a local security regiment, far from the regular army, not at all to talk about combat effectiveness, not even a second-rate army." ”

Liu Zheng, the squad leader, agreed: "What the three stunned people said is right, these two devils are just helping the devils explore the way and collect food on weekdays, and they are local warlords in the past, begging for food all day long, bullying the common people are good hands, and they really have almost no combat effectiveness on the battlefield." ”

Han Feng and Liu Zheng's words seemed to give everyone a dose of reassurance, and Hu Chengwen no longer had doubts.

"Remember, one is that you can't speak, a few days ago I learned some Japanese with the translator of Erbazi in the regiment, I will try my best to fool these puppet soldiers, and second, everyone continues to maintain the formation of the devil when he ran and drilled, slightly lower his head, although the sky is bright now, but there is still some fog, far away and a little hazy, the same is the face of the East, the puppet army will not find flaws."

Han Feng explained to the soldiers while leading the team forward, he was wearing the military uniform of the captain of the devil detachment, with a five-star on each of the two yellow bars, obviously an army second lieutenant rank, but this devil's body is a little smaller, and it is a little crowded on his body.

Judging from the dress, Han Feng, the "devil squad leader", is even the most nondescript.

Xu Jingyou, who greeted him not far away, was amazed in his heart, he heard the gunshots coming from the small dirt slope in the rear, and there was no sound before and after just a glass of boiling water, he was still a little worried, who knew that when he rushed over to report the news, he saw the corpse of the devil falling to the ground from a distance, not to mention, the squad leader, they were all alone, and they were all alive.

Xu Jingyou looked at Han Feng and his entourage swaggering over in the clothes of devils, and couldn't help but admire in his heart: The third brother is simply a god when he fights!

"Third brother, the puppet army has touched it, I took a look, it's about the same as you guessed, there should be a company."

Han Feng said: "The Imperial Association Army copied the Japanese army's military establishment, a company...... I think it's a squadron of puppet troops, numbering nearly two hundred. ”

Xu Jingyou was taken aback and asked everyone's thoughts: "What should I do then?" ”

"Come here."

"Third brother, what do you want me to do?"

"Be my captive."

Xu Jingyou: ......

…… As time passed, when the successive small dirt slopes were all converted into flat avenues, a "devil detachment" stopped on the last small dirt slope.

As Han Feng expected, the predecessor of the Imperial Association Army in Liuzhuang was originally the Northwest National Army Security Regiment of Jin, and the miscellaneous army in the miscellaneous army, in the original words of Gou Huozhe, the leader of the hard-working Imperial Association Army, is: Who the wants to be a traitor, it is better to die than to live. On weekdays, he just messes around under the hands of devils, as for working for devils? Pull it down, they know very well that in the eyes of the devil, their survival may not be more important than the life of a dog.

When the guns rang out, the deputy's inquiry directly exposed Gou Huozhe's philosophy of survival, "Captain, shall we go?" ”

"Nonsense, if you don't wait for Taijun to come back, you can't kill us!"

"Then let's go!"

"Wait a minute?"

"What's wrong, Captain?"

Gou Huozhe touched his beard and said: "Taijun, they have just been transferred to station, there is only one detachment, this gunfire must be that they have encountered the enemy, it is not appropriate for us to go over at this time!" ”

The deputy wondered, "Captain, what's wrong with this?" ”

"You know a fart, most of the devils have encountered an ambush, what if we run over and clean us up together?"

The deputy suddenly said: "Oh——, I understand, the captain is wise, let's go later, either the Taijun are eliminated, let's pick up a small life, or the Taijun will wipe out the Tubalu, let's rush over, and the Taijun will not misunderstand that we are avoiding the war." ”

Gou Huozhe laughed self-deprecatingly: "You can't get me wrong? Oh, that's not necessarily, the devil's heart is like a mirror, but as long as they don't have a handle, they still need us to give them their lives, and they won't embarrass us for the time being. ”

Gou Huozhe and his deputy analyzed, and soon collided with the "devil detachment" from a distance, and the tattered Eighth Route Army uniform on Xu Jingyou, the prisoner in the hands of the devil, was extremely eye-catching.

"It seems that the princes have won." Gou Huozhe said, from a distance, the originally expressionless old face immediately squeezed out a bit of flattery, "Taijun, Taijun-" He shouted loudly, while constantly waving, even though he knew very well, the devils on the other side may not be able to hear his voice.

But this is his Gou Huozhe's philosophy of life - live, use all means, and live.

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