Zhao Jiayu went to the direction of the headquarters.

Between a crooked and narrow horse track.

Four people wearing dogskin hats and small beards sat behind dirt bags behind the road with their hands in their hands, and at this time the four of them looked at the crooked dirt road in the distance, their faces full of impatience.

"What a day it is?"

Looking at the empty horse road in the distance, among the four, the lynx led by the lynx sighed deeply.

The former second head of Heiyun Village, and now the 303rd farm worker in the base area of the New Third Regiment, sighed and was full of dissatisfaction with life.

From being in charge of the second cottage, eating meat and drinking every day, holding two guns, living a free and happy life, to now carrying a hoe from 9 to 5 every day to adjust the flat burden, and having to study culture every day, the huge gap makes him very desperate.

The joy of life is gone!

He didn't understand how most of his subordinates were working on the farm one by one, eating those big pots of rice, and learning Raushzi literacy at night, and they were still happy.

What's the point?

"On this day, the birds have faded out of their mouths."

Behind the lynx, one of his former henchmen also sighed.

More than half a year ago, the Eighth Route suddenly launched a ruthless attack, mobilizing the main force to fight the bandits in the base area, and under the deterrence of mortars, mountain artillery, and heavy machine guns, all the bandits were put to a boil, and their guns and weapons were confiscated.

Naturally, Heiyunzhai was not spared, and in the face of a main battalion responsible for the cleanup, the big boss Xie Baoqing did not hesitate.

Pick up the bucket and run away on the spot.

At that time, the troops were eager to quell the bandits in the base area, did not pursue it, collected weapons, and disbanded Heiyunzhai on the spot.

"No, you can't continue digging in the fields here."

Touching a few food stamps on his waist, the lynx's eyes were fierce.

This is not the life he wants.

What he wants is to do whatever he wants, to have wine and meat during the day, and to have a woman's life at night. He was quite a bandit, and he wanted to be free, not to carry a hoe in the field every day.

"Yes."

The rest of the scattered people also nodded in agreement.

"But."

One said hesitantly:

"This is the territory of the Eighth Route Army, let's..."

Freedom to gather in the mountains and forests requires weapons.

According to the regulations of that Zhao Gang Zhao political commissar, private guns are prohibited, and hunters even need a rank to own, of course, this is a time of war, and it will not be implemented for the time being, so it is not difficult to get weapons.

But here's the thing.

This is the territory of the Eighth Road, there are regular regiments, militia patrol units, equipped with mountain artillery, mortars, heavy machine guns, and even hand cannons.

They set up the mountain today, and I am afraid that tomorrow the Eighth Route Cannon will be erected at the gate of the mountain.

And even if people don't take the initiative to find trouble, they can't do business.

The Eighth Route Army claimed that the common people in the base area, the caravan was protected by them, whether it was robbing the caravan, kidnapping tickets, or others, it was directly provoking the Eighth Route Army, as for the devils, there was no one here.

Unless they go to Taiyuan...

"Let's get out of here."

Lynx said in a resolute tone:

"Take your belongings, go to other provinces, go to places where there are no eight roads."

The world is so big, there is always a place where their bandits land.

"yes, let's go somewhere else."

The other three nodded.

Before surrendering, they hid some of the weapons and ammunition in the cottage, and with this batch of belongings and the skills of the four people, it was not difficult to start a business in their place.

Suddenly, a person found that a motorcycle appeared on the road in the distance, and a gray military uniform was sitting on the eight-way road, and the entire motorcycle had to change one-way eight-way.

"Second master, look!"

This guy's eyes lit up.

"him"

Lynx's eyes narrowed.

There is a newly built wide, smooth three-lane road next to this road, so there are very few people passing here, and the eight roads in front of you should be trying to take a shortcut.

"Okay."

The other two spoke excitedly.

Eight roads, who can pick up three jumps alone, must be a big fish.

Anyway, he's leaving, it doesn't matter if he gets a vote, he slips away when he gets it, he can't get the world in eight ways!

"The old rules."

The lynx took out an honest shell gun from his waist and pulled the bolt:

"The two of you are in the front, and I and I are squatting in the back to prevent accidents."

Although guns were forbidden on the farm and confiscated if found, the four hid the guns in advance.

Then the four of them began to arrange, two of them set up barricades, and the lynx took one person to hide behind the mountain bag on the side of the road, and several people moved skillfully, and it was done in a few minutes, and then quietly waited for the arrival of the three jumpers in the distance.

Between the horse tracks.

The monk raced three times all the way, and after passing a bend, he saw the gravel lying in the road not far away.

Who is Monk Wei at this time?

The deputy captain of the special squad of the Independent Regiment, the devils under his command have more than 200 lives, and have experienced more than 100 battles of all sizes, so rich in combat experience, he can see the problem in front of him at first glance.

It's a bandit's trap! I'm going to get in the way and rob on this path,

And.

He looked around, rich combat experience, and from the surrounding terrain, he suddenly appeared in his heart that this group of bandits might have a light and dark arrangement. I was also vigilant in my heart.

After fighting with the special squad for so long, the vast majority of casualties were capsized in the gutter, which came from the carelessness of the team members.

Slowing down the speed of the car slightly, the three jumpers finally stopped in front of the pile, and as the monk expected, he had just gotten out of the car and was about to carry away the stones, when two people with old-fashioned shell guns came out from the side.

"Be honest, don't move."

Looking at the two inferior shell guns, which were estimated to be hand-rubbed, the monk smiled slightly, raised his hand very consciously, and let one of them take away the hanging shell gun and bullet bag.

Although there are two Desert Eagles, large monks usually carry a 20-round barge gun on the surface.

"Twenty shell guns, still made in Germany."

Getting the monk's hanging gun, a bandit was overjoyed.

"Three hundred bullets!"

The other looked at the bullet pouch and counted it, saliva flowed out.

Seeing the good things, the two of them completely forgot to point their guns at the monk and looked at the harvest beautifully.

Monk Wei naturally would not let go of this opportunity, and immediately made a decision, his right hand poked out like a poisonous snake, and took a bandit's throat, his fingers were forceful, and with a click, the person's throat bone was crushed alive.

Another bandit was shocked and was about to raise the gun, but the monk moved faster, his right foot was born, first kicked away the bandit's shell gun, and then the strength of his foot did not decrease at all, and directly kicked the person in the throat, kicking the bandit's neck and breaking it directly, and it was cool on the spot.

But after killing the two bandits, the monk did not put away the shell gun that had fallen to the ground, but pricked up his ears and maintained a high level of vigilance.

Looking at the monk's smooth movements, the lynx hidden behind the dirt bag suddenly knew that he had encountered a hard stubble, and he did not hesitate, took out his gun and shot the monk twice.

In the perspective of the lynx, I saw that the eight roads in the distance found him the moment he shot, and dodged sideways, he was a complete master, but no matter how high his martial arts were, he couldn't get a gun, and no matter how fast he reacted, he couldn't get a bullet.

Even if he made a dodge move, he was still hit by his bullet in the waist, and he fell directly to the side of the road, convulsions twice and stopped moving.

"Let's go."

Seeing the monk fall to the ground, the lynx did not continue to replenish the gun, and walked towards the monk with the last of his subordinates stunned. Two shell guns hit the back in the waist, and he was dead, and the gods couldn't save him.

During this time, the lynx looked at the two men who had fallen on the road, their faces were hideous, and they cursed non-stop.

It's no longer the days of being in Heiyunzhai.

In these years, as long as he is willing to work, it is easy to eat and dress warmly, coupled with the heavy pressure of the Eight Roads, there are few people in the base area who are willing to be bandits, and two of them died at once, which made him very heartbroken, in order to relieve his anger, he decided to hang the head of the Eight Roads on the flagpole.

When the two lynxes were still ten meters away from the monk.

Knock···

A dull gunshot rang out, and the bandit next to the lynx exploded with his entire head, and the red and white splashed the lynx in the face. Only then did the lynx find that the fallen Balu in the distance was actually half-crouching, holding two huge hand cannons in his hands.

"Only two? Made, a waste of labor-management time. ”

The monk looked at the bandits with only two people, and immediately cursed.

He thought there were five or six, but because he was so careful, he used body armor to block two shots, and if he knew it, he rushed directly to kill these two bandits. With the suppressive power of the Desert Eagle, it was easy to take out the two bandits.

"Uncle Eight Roads spare his life! I'm eighty years old..."

Without hesitation, the lynx knelt directly on his knees, but his hand quietly touched the shell gun behind his waist.

Knock···

There was another dull gunshot, and the lynx's head exploded.

After fighting with the devil for so long, how could the monk not see the small movements of the lynx?

"Made."

The monk felt very unpleasant, scolded and scolded, and left directly on the three jumpers.

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At the same time.

Ping'an County.

Li Yunlong called Kong Jie.

"What's the matter?"

Kong Jie was very dissatisfied with Li Yunlong calling him, after the last meeting, the passion for leading the troops in the heart of Master Kong Da returned, and he stayed with the troops for a long time, anyway, several coal mines and so on have been on the right track, and he doesn't need to worry about it.

"Hey, hey, hey..."

Li Yunlong smiled:

"There's a task for you."

"What task?"

Kong Jie frowned.

Li Yunlong called him, and generally nothing was good. Moreover, he has been ready to familiarize himself with the troops recently, there are too many new equipment, and the tactics of the troops have also changed greatly, and he has just improved a little, but he doesn't want to be busy with other things.

"Military mission."

Li Yunlong naturally knew what Kong Jie was thinking, so he sold a little bit first.

"What exactly?"

Sure enough, Kong Jie's eyes suddenly lit up slightly.

"Bring a group of elite troops and establish a base in southern Henan and northwest Jiangxi."

Li Yunlong said his plan.

The devils are about to prepare to launch a big war in southern Henan, Hunan and other places, and this is a good opportunity to catch the devil's head.

Although there are also army bases in these areas, the tank business requirement is that only independent regiments can do it, and now the three regiments are one, and cadres above the battalion level, including Kong Jie and Ding Wei, are also members of the independent regiment by default.

After discussing with Zhao Gang, he believed that compared with Zhang Dabiao, Cheng He, Xu Husheng and other battalion commanders, Kong Jie, who still had experience in building a brigade, was the most suitable to open up the new base area.

"Open up a new base?"

Kong Jie's interest became even stronger.

Bringing a troop to open up a new base in an unfamiliar area, fighting devils, dealing with bandits, pacifying the common people, and propagating the policy of the troops, Kong Jie felt excited when he thought about it.

"How many people are for me?"

Kong Jie then asked.

"The choice is yours."

Li Yunlong raised his head.

Now Zhao Jiayu's base area, not counting the new barracks, has a total troop size of more than 100,000.

"Then let's take a battalion first."

Kong Jie thought about it and decided to take a battalion, the combat effectiveness of the newly formed battalion of 1,800 people is comparable to more than the two full-formed brigades of the devils, the number and scale are also suitable for long-distance mobility, and the ammunition and materials carried lightly can also last for a period of time.

Thinking of this, Kong Jie suddenly said:

"What about food and ammunition?"

Although food stamps have been widely spread, the distance is too far and the influence is not enough, and the formation of a new base will definitely require a large amount of supplies, as well as the weapons and ammunition needed to fight the devil bandits.

The southern and northern Hunan regions are not generally far from the Zhao Jiayu base, and the middle is full of devils' territory, so it is not easy to transport.

"It's easy."

Li Yunlong raised his head and spoke confidently.

He dared to make this plan because he had something new.

"We've already killed 60,000 devils, and Brother Chen has given me a new gadget."

In Kong Jie's curious eyes, Li Yunlong deliberately paused before saying:

"Transporter."