"Li Yunlong, the head of the independent regiment..."

Hearing this name, the grievances of the people on the Black Island who were unable to fight back because they were shelled by the Eighth Route Army all the way, and the anger caused by the death of their subordinates suddenly calmed down, and even, a sense of happiness rose inexplicably in their hearts.

Fortunately, only two trucks were lost, and only more than two dozen soldiers were killed.

Fortunately, I was not killed by a mortar!

He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart.

Who is Li Yunlong?

Many people on the Black Island don't know, they only know that this person is the commander of the Eighth Route Army, and they don't know anything else's origin, age, rank, education level, and even gender.

But what Li Yunlong has done, the entire North China Front is familiar to everyone.

This person led a regiment of the Eighth Route Army in Cangyunling, defeated the Sakata Wing head-on, and used mortars to kill the captain of the Sakata Nobutsu Daisa, which was earth-shattering enough, and after that, this person instructed his subordinates to take more than 100 people to run for 500 miles, kill the Imperial Army Nakasaka Ikeda Kuichi in the heavy army of the Empire, and then retreat smoothly in the pursuit of nearly 10,000 imperial troops.

It simply refreshed the Imperial Army's perception of the Eighth Route Army.

Counting up, including the Sakata United Command, there are no less than five adjutants who died at the hands of this person, including two middle assistants, one big assistant, and two young assistants.

Is this his gossip or the Eighth Route Army?

The German armor division of the Central Army has never seen such a tiger!

"Send a report to Commander Shinozuka!"

Many people on Heidao hurriedly called the communications officer: "The trace of Li Yunlong, the head of the Independent Regiment of the Eighth Route Army, was found in the direction of Shou County, but the specific location of his unit is unknown, so I asked the intelligence department for assistance." ”

Seeing that the telegram was sent, many people on the black island walked towards the turret, and judging from the traces on the ground, the Eighth Route Army did not encounter major battle obstacles when it left the village. He planned to see why the well-designed turrets did not serve the intended purpose, and the heavy machine guns and strong bunkers did not cause major obstacles to the Eighth Route Army.

As for the independent regiment that sent troops to pursue Li Yunlong, he was not interested.

Judging from the combat records that I learned later, at that time of the Sakata Wing, Sakata Daisa was not only incompetent and arrogant as those fools said, but was very cautious, treating the position of an Eighth Route Corps-level unit, and carefully using two brigades as offensive troops, but even with such caution, a permanent division of the empire was still defeated head-on, which is definitely not explained by pure luck.

This Li Yunlong must have extraordinary abilities.

Besides, not to mention whether it can catch up with the Eighth Route Army in the mountainous areas, judging from the firepower shown by the other side alone, two mortars with a range of more than 80 calibers of more than three kilometers, four mortars of 60 calibers, and a large number of light machine guns, he can't tell who will lose or who will win when he fights with these 400 people!

He's not one of those stupid officers, full of idiots who are all about the Imperial Holy War and the Emperor's Jade Shatter, who only knows how to rush forward with a katana and then be killed, this is not called Imperial Jade Shattering, this is called sending the enemy to death.

Therefore, to deal with Li Yunlong, let the high-level come.

For example, last time, Yamamoto Osa, who clamored to destroy the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army, was beaten up halfway through, is very suitable.

"Ohara... Jun...

As soon as they walked into the turret, before many people on Black Island could open their mouths, their voices suddenly froze.

The leader of his heavy machine gun squad, Lieutenant Mazuo Ohara, was lying on a stretcher at this time, his neck was crooked, his eyes were wide, he had been dead for a long time, and judging from the blood stains on his neck, he should have been killed by someone hitting a blood vessel in the neck.

"Your Excellency, Captain..."

A military cao explained the situation to many people on Kuroshima.

Zhao Gang's two shots, the first shot hit the forehead of the heavy machine gun shooter and killed him instantly, while the second shot hit the throat of the deputy leader of the squad who was in the replacement, and the bullet passed through the fragile throat and hit the neck of Maao Ohara who was in the rear.

If a bullet breaks the throat, the person will not be killed immediately, and he can still struggle for a while, and if he is rescued in time, he can still come back to life. After that, although it hit Ohara Masu's neck, the power of the bullet dropped greatly, and Ohara Mazuo did not die on the spot, in the face of the first and second leaders who were injured at the same time, the little devils in the turret were completely messed up, and for a while the chickens flew and the dogs jumped to the rescue, so that they forgot about the battle.

In the end, none of them were saved, and the Eighth Route Army left.

Under the dual effect of technology and luck, Zhao Gang fired two shots with one shot, and completely destroyed the command system of the turret.

"Five hundred meters, two shots passed through the gaps in the bulletproof steel plate and hit the machine gunner·····"

The corners of the eyes of many people on the Black Island jumped.

Today he has lost more than 20 imperial soldiers and two trucks, and it is not bad to add the captain and deputy captain of the machine gun squad, which is acceptable, after all, the opponent is the famous Li Yunlong, and Li Yunlong who killed Sakata Daisa and Ikeda Kuichi Nakasa, and he will be scolded at most if he reports it.

But a shooting master who was separated by more than 500 meters and hit an area the size of a palm with two consecutive shots, this matter was difficult for him to accept.

On the battlefield, if a unit with a shooter of this rank is encountered, the death rate of the officer is several times greater. Moreover, this kind of shooting master is also rare in the imperial army! It is also difficult to find one in a division.

Fortunately, there was no pursuit·····

Why did a shooter of this level appear in the ranks of the Eighth Route Army, and it was also Li Yunlong's troops!

The fury in the hearts of many people on the Black Island was aroused again.

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Early morning.

Jiazhuang.

In the orange morning light, the Yang family's compound, which used to be busy and noisy, was bleak, the arrogant courtyard with wolf dogs at the door was gone, the copper-plated gate was blown down, and the walls that were painted once a month were full of holes.

Doorway.

With a split head, a round hat, and a round glasses, Liu Neng, the eldest son of the Liu family, the black-clothed translator, looked at the Liu family's compound full of holes, his eyes were disdainful, and he was not interested in this big mansion that was said to have been inherited from three hundred years ago, and he was not distressed at all.

It's old, it's garbage that can't keep up with the times, what's the use of keeping it, it's good to ruin it.

And those two, an old thing, a waste that can't be lifted, it's good to be dead.

Clean!

Then, he turned his eyes to the side, his eyes showed distress, there was the secret warehouse of the Liu family, where the Liu family's thousands of acres of grain were stored for more than a year, and at this time it had been dug up, and the grain inside was empty, leaving only a pile of wooden shelves.

Originally, he wanted to wait for the price of food to be higher, and then sell it and make a fortune, but he didn't expect it·····

Thinking of this, he flashed sharply, touched the Wang Ba box on his waist, and looked at the yellow-skinned security team members on the side:

"Let all the people in Jiazhuang gather, if there is disobedience, they will be shot directly, and they will be charged with fornication!"

"Yes, Translator Liu!"

The members of the security team quickly left with guns on their shoulders.

Jiazhuang is a famous big village near Shou County, surrounded by many fertile fields, and there is a small river passing through, so there are many people living there, plus refugees who have fled here from all over the place, there are hundreds of families in Zhuangzi alone.

Soon, under the threat of gunpoint, more than 1,000 people from Jiazhuang, old and young, all gathered.

"I heard that someone in Jiazhuang had an affair with the Eighth Route yesterday, led the Eighth Route Army into the village, and let the Eighth Route Army kill my father and the deputy captain of the security team! also robbed my Liu family's food! ”

"It makes me angry!"

"It also makes the Imperial Army very angry."

"Therefore, the Imperial Army has full authority to order me to investigate this matter, find out the mastermind who led the Eighth Route into the village, and recover the grain!"

On the high platform in front of the Liu family's compound, the second son of the Liu family, the captain of the Shou County Security Team, was holding a Wang Ba box in his hand, with gloomy eyes.

As soon as he spoke, there was a sudden chaos in the audience.

Those who did not go out to participate in the rally yesterday looked the most relaxed, and those who did not take food also breathed a sigh of relief and secretly shouted for joy. The face of the person who took the food suddenly turned white, and his eyes were faintly filled with fear, some people regretted taking the food, and some people regretted why they did not run away with the food.

Even, some people began to complain about the Eighth Route Army.

Okay, why divide their food!

I also want to talk about what is anti-Japanese or something.

Why come to Jiazhuang!

The second son of the Liu family stood on a high place, scanning the villagers with their heads bowed in front of him, looking at their expressions of fear, nervousness, or relaxation, the corners of his mouth gradually smiled:

"Moreover, I also heard that the Eighth Route Army has distributed my family's food to you."

His words immediately made everyone in the originally chaotic audience 'boom'.

Everyone immediately understood that the second son of the Liu family, the big traitor, had taken a fancy to their grain and wanted to take the opportunity to squeeze away their grain.

Can he, the traitor, still not know about the Eighth Route Army's transportation of grain from their home? But what the Eighth Route Army took away couldn't be taken back, and the two devils couldn't beat the Eighth Route Army, so they could only rob it from their people's homes.

"No, I didn't share our food, I didn't even go out yesterday!"

"It's just, our family didn't take it..."

One of the villagers suddenly shouted.

Other villagers also spoke, dissociating themselves from each other.

"Quiet!"

"Give me all peace!"

The roar of the two devils with guns around made the villagers of Jiazhuang suddenly quiet, and everyone looked at the second son of the Liu family with fear, even the villagers with relaxed faces just now were afraid to be exposed.

This dog thing, come to grab food again!

Is it true that there is no way to live?

"I know what the Eighth Route Army did."

Touching the Taijun Yuqi pistol in his hand, it seems that the second son of the Liu family, who is in power, still has a gloomy tone:

"Who doesn't want to take the food they get? It was Balu who grabbed the grain, and it wasn't you, I won't blame you for that little bit of food, as long as the grain is returned, I can not blame the past. ”

"But, we really didn't get any food!"

In the face of the bayonets waiting around, several villagers in the audience gritted their teeth, even if they knew that they were afraid that they would be beaten and that they would lose their lives, but they had to say it.

There is little food at home, and if you hand it over, you won't be able to stand it next year.

But most of the villagers were silent, according to the previous urine, they knew very well that this dog traitor just wanted to rob their family of food, and it had no effect, and maybe they would be beaten.

I knew that I might as well go home with a few more bags yesterday····· Some villagers looked at the platform built by the Eighth Route Army on the side, and suddenly regretted some of the remaining food.

Anyway, the food at home will be robbed, so it's better to take more, maybe you can get through it this year.

"Shut up!"

The two devils on the side smashed the butt of their guns and knocked the villagers who spoke to the ground.

didn't look at the villagers who were smashed to the ground, and the second son of the Liu family kept his tone unchanged:

"However, as a fellow villager of Jiazhuang, I will give you a chance."

"As long as you report that whoever takes my family's food, you can only pay back half of the food, and if you can tell me where the family hid my food, I can even avoid holding them accountable for taking my food, and you don't have to return my food."

"How?"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the villagers in Jiazhuang under the stage suddenly changed greatly, and they either lowered their heads or looked at the people next to them, with vigilance.

Yesterday who took the grain and who didn't, there were so many people who went at that time, and no one could run away. Moreover, whether you take it or not, it's not a matter of his Liu Da traitor's words, as long as someone reports it, he says that you take it, then you take it!

The villagers of Jiazhuang, who were still united, suddenly became suspicious of each other and became afraid.

In the crowd, there were even a few people who even began to jump for it.

Liu Da traitor squinted his eyes, very satisfied with the looks of everyone in the audience.

These guys hide the grain on weekdays, and it is still very tightly hidden, and he can't find it no matter how he looks for it, and when he collects it, he cries one by one and says that he is dying of hunger if he has no food.

But he couldn't find it, which doesn't mean that the villagers in the same village don't know, so they just took this opportunity to squeeze a batch of grain out to make up for the shortfall.

As for the starvation of some of the people...

Hmph, these days, there are not many others, there are so many people.

Looking at the few people in the crowd who were eager to try, as well as the villager on the ground who had not yet gotten up after being hit with a rifle butt, Liu Da Traitor decided to add a fire.

He broke the safety of the Wang Ba box in his hand, held his gun and pointed at the villagers on the ground, and said with a cruel mouth:

"If anyone dares to know and not report it, this is the end..."

Smack·····

The crisp gunshots rang out, and everyone in Jiazhuang under the stage was in a panic, some people squatted down with their heads in their hands, some people avoided it, several people tripped in the panic, and as for the old man on the ground, he closed his eyes in despair.

It's just that the old man and a few people around him found that this shot didn't hit...

Towards the sky?

The villagers looked up in confusion.

Everyone saw that the originally arrogant and domineering dog traitor was falling to the ground at this time, the boss with both eyes stared, and the pistol also fell to the side, and on the side of his head, a large area of red and white stained the ground, and the brain was mixed with blood gushing out.

"There are enemies!"

"There are enemies!"

Looking at the second brother who fell to the ground, and the blood and brains all over the ground, Liu Yi reacted and shouted in a hurry.

The puppet army and the two devils on the side raised their guns one after another, looking for where the enemy was.

Smack···

Another gunshot rang out, and Liu Yi fell in response, spurting blood and brains on the ground.

At this time, the security team, which had not undergone formal military training and had not experienced a major war, had not been assembled by a group of ruffians and hooligans, and still did not find out where the enemy was and where he fired his guns.

Smack...

In the third shot, a puppet army head was shot in the forehead and fell straight down.

Smack...

The fourth shot, a puppet army hidden behind the battlements burst to the ground.

Smack...

When the sixth puppet army was headshot, the two devils who lost their command and had not found where the enemy was scattered, and even a few of the two devils fled for their lives, dropped their guns, and took off their yellow skins.

The gunshots still rang out one after another, and the two devils fell one after another·····

It was not until there was not a single puppet army at the entrance of the village that the gunfire stopped.

In a haystack more than 300 meters away from the Yang family's compound, Cao Mantang, who was covered with branches, stood up, this haystack not only hid his figure, but also concealed the fireworks at the muzzle.

Cao Mantang looked at the puppet army running towards the devil's turret in the distance, sighed, and said a rare sentence:

"More than 500 meters, the bullets are flying too much..."

After muttering, he carried the gun and left without looking back.

In front of the Yang family's compound, looking at the two dog traitors who fell to the ground, the big bullies, a burst of cheers suddenly burst out in the crowd:

"Well killed!"

"Well killed!"

"The Eighth Route Army is doing well!"

“·····”

"Shhhh The devil's turret is still there! ”

With a reminder from one person, everyone immediately dispersed, and before leaving, the villagers also moved away some of the remaining food, leaving only the corpses of the two devils in one place.

As for the devil's turret, after a puppet army ran in to explain the situation, especially after the mysterious gunman killed more than a dozen people without missing a bullet, and they didn't find the enemy's location in the end,

The devils remembered yesterday, the mysterious gunner who hit the machine gunner at 500 meters, and looked at each other for a while, and no one spoke for a long time.

The sharpshooters of 500 meters, the dozen or so of them, I'm afraid they'll all die before they see anyone...

And when they informed the Shou County Command of the situation, there was no reply.

In the end, after waiting for a long time, the two devils outside did not wait for the reaction of the devil's fathers, and the turret did not enter, so they had no choice but to leave with fear and loneliness, like a gray lost dog.

"The devil doesn't seem to be moving..."

In Jiazhuang, the villagers found that half an hour had passed, and the devils didn't even come to clean up the situation, and the bodies of the two big traitors of the Liu family were still lying outside, and even the devils in the turret had not come out.

"The devil is also afraid..."

"It turns out that the devil is also afraid of the Eighth Route Army!"

The villagers of Jia Village knew in their hearts.

"Hmph, that's all the devil does! The dogleg was killed, and he didn't dare to come forward. ”

······

On the way back to the independent regiment, Wang Xikui's face was ugly.

He was in a bad mood.

The political commissar hit the machine gun hole with two shots at 500 meters, and he couldn't do this shooting method from his elbow, Wang Xikui had tried it before, and at 500 meters, he had to rely on luck to hit a fixed portrait target, and the hit rate was about seventy percent.

This made Wang Xikui feel devastated, and he had always thought that his marksmanship was already top-notch.

And just now I learned that the regiment commander left Cao Mantang to clean up the puppet army and kill the two traitors of the Liu family, which made him very unconvinced, why not choose me, my marksmanship is not bad, but the regiment commander said that considering the physical strength and concealment ability, it is still suitable for Cao Mantang.

This hit Wang Xikui even harder.

He is nearly forty years old, and his physical strength is indeed not as good as that of a young man in his twenties.

More than 20 years of Orion career, he honed out the top marksmanship and a superb cold weapon kung fu, before, he used to fight with a knife and a herd of wild boars, bayonet kung fu is a must, in the face of three or five devils can not fall behind.

However, now there is a political commissar with much better marksmanship than him, and there is also a twenty-something Cao Mantang whose marksmanship is not worse than him, plus the bayonet kung fu will not be of much use after the independent regiment is full of bullets.

This made Wang Xikui feel very bad, and he had a feeling that he was almost useless.

There is definitely no way to do it, the bayonet is estimated to be of little use, and in a short period of time, there is no way to improve the marksmanship. Is there any way to play this pistol skill?

Calming down, Wang Xikui thought quietly.

On the side, a new soldier who had been in the army for half a year came over and smiled: "Brother Xizi, now the soldiers in the company are saying that with the political commissar's shot, your marksmanship is the third at most." ”

Wang Xikui's face was stiff at that time.

"Wait, labor and management must kill at least fifty devils, and be the person who kills the most devils in the group!"

Wang Xikui's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly found his goal in life.

It doesn't matter if you don't beat enough people, you just need to kill more than others.

In his more than 20 years of Orion career, there must be no one in the regiment who aims and shoots faster than himself.