The old bandit Qi met with Captain Zhang. When the weasel saw the chicken's face was full of laughter, he raised his left hand to salute: "Oh, Captain Zhang is OK!"

Then he stretched out his hand to hold onto the platoon Zhang.

Platoon leader Zhang rolled his eyes, ignored the hand that Old Bandit Qi stretched out, and directly raised his hand to return the gift to Old Bandit Qi: "You! OK!"

Old Bandit Qi withdrew his hand and raised it up, straightened the yellow steel helmet that was tilted on his head, looked east deliberately, and then spoke enthusiastically: "Talk a few words?"

Platoon leader Zhang looked dark and said, "We have nothing to do with you...chat!"

"I remember, you didn't come when I left the team, right? Your army chief once publicly said that your goal is to restore the three northern provinces, have you not forgotten?"

"You Beidong Army lost Beidong. Do you have the attitude to tell me this?" Platoon Commander Zhang curled his lips and sarcastically.

"Oh, you can't throw sewage on me. They are all done by officials. How can Lai'er join me as a soldier?" Old Bandit Qi shouted: "Just like you, the commander wants to surrender to the Japanese, but you didn't. You are still a good man, right?"

"You Eastern and Northern Army are all goods without 'branch'..." This guy took advantage of it and showed no good things, and Platoon Commander Zhang sneered.

"Okay, it makes sense for you! Now those who don't have a 'branch' want to fight back. Do you dare to fight me?" Old Bandit Qi didn't care and continued to fool him.

"Haha, isn't it windy?"

"What?" Old Bandit Qi was stunned for a moment.

"Are you afraid of your tongue flashing?"

"You scolded me for not having a 'branch', and I won't say anything, I admit it! We did lose it from the three provinces. Now I want to get it back. Do you have a 'branch'?" Old Bie Qi's expression suddenly became extremely serious.

Platoon Commander Zhang was stunned. Thinking about the time when he was a middle school student, the post-9918 post-96 was angry and could only wave his hand to grab the land. Later, after going to college, he joined the army. The fire in his heart had never been extinguished.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been willing to go into the mountains to fight guerrillas than to continue to be a traitor with his staff.

"Speak! Little Jiangnan!" Old bandit Qi whispered.

"A bandit said he wanted to fight back to the Northern Three Provinces. Do you think I am a three-year-old child?" Platoon Commander Zhang sarcastically.

Old bandit Qi pulled down the rifle behind him and handed it to Platoon Commander Zhang: "I know what these regular words mean?"

They are all veterans, and you don’t need to look at them and you know that they should be the number of Japanese killers, but...

Fourteen regular characters plus one horizontal and one vertical, this is impossible, absolutely impossible!

If it is placed in the national army, besides machine gunners, killing so many Japanese with rifles will definitely be ranked among the top few "Military God"!

The Japanese promoted the military god in the newspaper, and the 40th Army also had the title of military god with internal ranking!

Unfortunately, there is no Forty-fourth Army now.

Going into the mountains to fight guerrillas is easy to say.

I guess there is still a chance to fight a few Japanese, but whether they can survive in the mountains is a bit hard to say.

Platoon Leader Zhang was a little moved, but his face was still gloomy.

Old Bandit Qi patted Platoon Leader Zhang on the shoulder with a sincere look on his face: "If you really want to leave, I won't stop you!"

"If you dare to lie to me, I swear that I will twist your head off as a chamber pot!" Platoon Chief Zhang pretended to hesitate. This guy took away all the ammunition from his gun and the matter was not over!

"I'm afraid it won't work. If I don't fight back, the Japanese must have asked for this head!" Old Bandit Qi was secretly happy. The big-headed soldier was just a fool.

"Okay, one word is certain!"

"In five years, I can't fight back to the Northeast. I'll call you grandpa!" After saying that, the old bandit Qi immediately stepped forward to get along with Platoon Commander Zhang.

Platoon Commander Zhang was not used to this enthusiasm. He wanted to reach out and push the old bandit Qi away, but hesitated for a moment and did not move.

The old bandit Qi's eyes were circulating. The last time he broke through the siege was dealing with this guy. I heard that this kid had gone to college... Hehe, so what?

As long as he joins the Eighth Route Army, he will have to devote himself to making him and me a bandit.

What is this guy thinking about? I really don’t know if this king is?

The surname Qin... No, the new instructor Qin is not a brag about ideological education!

I have been with me for more than a month, and I am a little bit short of memorizing the three disciplines and eight precautions.

I heard from Banxian that Lao Qin's instructor is even more powerful. Now that he is a instructor, he probably has a deeper skill. He has to find opportunities to see...

Seeing this promise, the old bandit didn't mention returning the gun.

He immediately turned around and called Li Laoba and Banxian: "Li Laoba, immediately seize the high points on both sides of the valley. Banxian and I led the team to catch up with the puppet army. There was a blockage from Ma Liang in front. We won't fight tonight and trap them in the valley!"

Li Laoba immediately had a black face: "The mountain is so dangerous, now the sky is almost dark!"

Old Bid Qi was not angry: "Don't you all like to observe the celestial phenomena at night?"

Banxian muttered: "The people in the ditch are all their own brothers, so it is better to recruit you..."

"Your mother, do you think they are Song Jiang? You are also recruiting you!" Old bandit Qi was angry: "They are puppet troops!"

Banxian was dissatisfied: "I was also a puppet army before!"

Old Bid Qi rolled his eyes: "You want to piss me to death, are you?"

"Or...send someone to persuade the surrender?" Banxian said to Xiao Jiangnan next to him.

"Dream in the daytime!" Platoon Commander Zhang was stunned for a moment.

The old bandit Qi carried a rifle in one hand and hooked the platoon leader's shoulder with the other: "Brother, I'll accept the letter of honor..."

"Give me my pistol back..."

"You swear to God, you will never point a gun to my head!"

"I, Zhang Da, swear to the sky, never point a pistol at Qi... What are you calling Qi?" Zhang Da's face was strange and muttered to himself that I would use a rifle to knock your bandit's head into eight petals!

"Well, hehe, Qi Laofei, who is famous in Sandaogouzi, Changbai Mountain..." I guess this guy has forgotten his name...

...

Ma Liang hid behind the huge rock next to the valley and saw that all the people in the west seemed to have fallen down the ridge.

The light became darker and darker, and we could no longer see each other's flag whispers.

Then I saw someone appearing faintly on the ridge.

I can't figure out the reason for it...

When I was in the Ninth Battalion, I rarely lacked guns and ammunitions. After communicating with the students at the Anti-Japanese University, I finally realized that the Eighth Route Army was really poor!

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Compared with other brother troops, the Ninth Camp can be described as rich and rich!

The old sleeve, big sword, spear, three shots, eighth Route Army is not a joke, so he decided that he must eat this group of puppet troops.

The sky is getting darker and darker.

The puppet troops coming along the valley began to light the torch...

The deputy captain next to him, holding the telescope as an observer, lowering his voice: "The vanguard of the puppet army, with more than thirty people... A light machine gun is less than one mile away!"

"Be prepared for battle, the enemy fired a warning near 50 meters, try to make them surrender voluntarily!" Ma Liang was dealing with the puppet army. In his opinion, these people should be brave.

...

The valley was filled with dense sounds of feet rubbing and tearing against the slippery ground, clothes, pants and bushes.

From time to time, metal collisions and some coughs came.

A puppet army hurriedly ran backwards from the front of the team until the puppet company commander: "Report to the company commander, the brothers who were off guard are gone..."

The pseudo company commander was inexplicably shocked and looked up at the steep ridges on both sides: "Will they retreat east first?"

The puppet army looked at the company commander and was a little confused: "This...can't be sure..."

A row leader next to him suddenly spoke: "I have never given an order, the rabbits in my row cannot leave on their own..."

The puppet company commander stopped, and the puppet army behind him stopped.

As they followed, the puppet soldiers who heard the conversation between the platoon leader of the puppet company subconsciously looked up to the east.

There should be a moon, and the sky is still light gray and blue after heavy rain, and cloudy clouds are wandering.

The valley was almost black and disappeared.

The crackling torches did not shine a little further. There was no other movement in the deep valley except for the sound of flowing water in the river next to it.

I stopped for almost three minutes, and the sound of insects that were so scared by the sound of footsteps on the roadside that I was so scared that I silenced into my ears again.

The pseudo company commander suddenly waved: "A row is in a battle formation, search and advance, and find the brothers who are behind the rear!"

The team set off again.

Walked less than three hundred meters...

Bang...

The sudden gunfire broke the tranquility of the valley.

Shocked the hearts of the puppet soldiers.

"Enemy attack!" The vanguard in front howled.

Then someone raised a gun and fought back.

The light machine gun team of the pseudo-row row did not react slowly and immediately fought back violently at the position where the fire had just flashed.

Dada dada...

The long puppet army followed immediately and looked for cover-up on the spot and was in a mess.
Chapter completed!