After drinking half of the lunch box with meat porridge and eating two buns, Li Laosan was sitting quietly on the edge of the cliff.

His eyes were blankly looking at the green shrubs on the opposite mountain wall, and listening to the even breathing of the junior brothers beside him being taken away by the mountain wind.

After living for 19 years, this was not the first time he left his hometown. He didn't expect that he would follow the Eighth Route Army into the mountain in just two days.

According to my hometown, the current situation... should be what is said by word of mouth to go up the mountain to become a bandit, or fall into a bandit?

Until now, I still feel excited!

He actually had the opportunity to attack the most powerful oriental devils on the plains!

I used to take a train, but I was used to being shouted around.

The railway police checked their documents, rudely checked their salutes, and even were forced to ask for money and goods by the railway police.

Now, with a gun, he looked at the puppet soldiers guarding the station, who were coming to be a god and a mighty man, kneeling on the ground and trembling... and stabbing him directly.

It feels like being called Eighth Master... It's really good.

The eighth-way marksman named Tang Dagou is really good. He shoots a hole at a time, and you have to learn from him.

The small machine gun of Mancang was really good. After one round of shooting, no matter whether you are a Japanese or a puppet army, you will all die... although many of them were stabbed to death in the end.

The one named Li Xiang actually used artillery. It is said that the discipline of joining the army is strict, and this is not accurate or that is not accurate. Following the Ninth Camp... it seems that it is not that true at all.

I couldn't help but touch the shell gun on my waist again. The quality was better than the guy on the waist of the security commander Wu of the security army in the town.

Although the rifle on his back is a few years old, it is not bad. The Japanese puppet troops who died here must have three or four sons?

If you are empty, you have to sharpen the bayonet.

The little junior sister is even more difficult. She can shoot guns and throw grenades. She looks harmless and is definitely a tough person. She will practice three moves and two moves in the future...

I was thinking wrongly. She seemed to be doing well in the Eighth Route Army, and it was not what she said she was working as a coolie in the Eighth Route Army.

It seems that even the Battalion Commander Hu, who was so cold that he had to give her face!

Being a soldier and eating imperial food seems to be good.

So far, he has no feeling of palpitations as if the new recruits were killed behind the enemy...

Good stuff for being a soldier...

A team of Chinese soldiers slowly walked down the mountain road. One of them carried a bag of food on their shoulders, and the two at the end carried two boxes.

Guo Tiezhu walked to the old bandit Qi and bowed: "Uncle Qi, brother has nothing else. He squeezed out some food, a box of grenades, a box of bullets, a box of 1,500 bullets, please accept it with a smile."

"It's all my own brothers, so I'm not polite. If you have any difficulties in the future, ask someone to send a message. Brothers who can do it will do it. Brothers who can't do it will accompany you to find a way..." After Qi Laobing said that, he looked proudly at Hu Yi who was sitting next to him and gait his leggings, turned to Li Laosan who was thinking about life, and instructed: "Come on the things quickly!"

He was captured by the Ninth Camp, two days ahead of the Ninth Camp, and he was unceremonious and directed his younger brother to the later generations.

How could Guo Tiezhu think so many things: "Hehe, brothers all want to know how the other brothers in the Guard are doing now..."

Hu Yi was stunned when he was gaunting his legs next to him... He also wanted to know.

"Hey, brothers are with the young man, living in a beautiful place with beautiful mountains and rivers. The young man smokes nowadays, the one who smokes a pack of 100 yuan, so don't worry..."

Guo Tiezhu was overjoyed: "Then we will rest assured. After the Japanese devils are beaten away, everyone will go and pick up the young marshal...."

Hu Yi heard a black thread. Isn’t this published in the newspaper?

Even in the mountains, Guo Tiezhu should know this...

But for Guo Tiezhu, this matter is unusual. What the newspaper said was probably tampered with by the killer Qiandao. He heard what the old bandit said with his own ears, and it felt completely different.

The two of them had a long chat.

Hu Yi was bored when he heard it, and he put on his leggings and said calmly: "I'm leaving..."

Guo Tiezhu was also not vague: "Since you still have something to do, I won't force myself to stay. There are many forks on the mountain roads here, and it's not easy to walk. I'll arrange for two brothers to lead you, and by the way, I will carry my elder brother on my behalf to give me some thoughts."

Old bandit Qi clasped his fists: "There will be a date later..."

The team slowly circled westward halfway up the mountain.

After no one was seen, Guo Tiezhu's face changed and he ordered the two subordinates next to him: "You follow me later, and you must find out where they are."

A middle-aged man walked out of the team: "I can be sure that the dagger is indeed a thing of the guard, and there is no one named Qi in the guard."

"Maybe he joined later."

"Haha, how could the people from the Young Marshal's Guard leave the Young Marshal?"

"Do you want to send someone to destroy them?"

"No, I think of someone."

"Who?"

"That person with the surname Hu."

"That guy with a stern face?"

"Yes, that guy seems to be from the 105th Machine Gun Battalion before."

"When I first met him, he said he had joined the Eighth Route Army as a staff officer..."

"Forget it, everyone has their own ambitions. All the others of their teachers have died. For the sake of the fellow villagers, I will let them go this time."

"Do you want to arrest him and ask about 105?"

"No, everyone knows about them."

"The officials said that as long as the 105 people are alive, even if they commit to the Japanese, they will save their lives."

"A teacher is basically exhausted, no wonder they are."

"Okay, although we live in the cracks, it's better than those of them who have no parents."

"So...you gave them ammunition?"

"Haha, I didn't send it. I'll hold an exercise tomorrow and report ammunition consumption."

A figure ran over the mountain road on the east side: "Report...group seat..."

"What's the matter?"

"Uh, Yu Jingsan sent someone to deliver goods to the commander."

"The commander is the same. He is stained with smoke. Just collect the goods. Don't make a fuss so that everyone knows."

"Hehe, there are no other people here."

"Where are their people?"

"Just behind... Alas, there."

"The leader waved his hand to Guo Tiezhu: "You can deal with this matter.

After saying that, he turned to the mountain village.

Two young black-faced men stood in front of Guo Tiezhu with red faces. One of them bowed: "Director Guo, don't be fine..."

"Haha, who is this?"

"Uh, this is Brother Gao."

"Didn't you just delivered a batch a few days ago? Why are you here again today?"

"This is a new product. Manager Yu said that he must deliver it in person."

"Okay, I have something to do, you guys walk by yourself and be careful.

Seeing these two people leaving, the soldiers next to him who had originally planned to chase the Ninth Camp quickly asked, "Director, then do we still want to follow the Eighth Route Army?"

"Forget it, we have already gone to the two brothers..." Guo Tiezhu showed a strange smile on his face: "As these two guys, it's best to fall into the hands of the Eighth Route Army..."

"Ah, but if the commander loses smoking, blame him..."

"What's wrong? He can die if he doesn't smoke for a day?" Guo Tiezhu didn't take it seriously at all: "The dog named Yu borrowed our Taoist to transport opium to the west, and he ran more and more frequently. Hehe, one day I will free up my hands and rob his family."

"But, he always paid us the money for buying a road..."

"You know, how much does it cost? He eats meat and drinks porridge?"

A soldier looked at Director Guo: "I said, are these two guys not giving you filial piety today?"

"roll..."

The soldier who reported the news next to him quickly took out a thick stack of bills from his pocket: "He is not the one with a long eye. He talked a lot here. He gave it to me before, saying that he asked his brother to buy cigarettes, smoke and drink."

Guo Tiezhu took it: "If we weren't really poor, who would have done these unethical things?"

"That's right, the Jiang surname wants us to work hard, but we don't pay. I stay in the mountains every day, and I can't see any meat fishyness for ten or half a month."

"Come on, we can still eat white flour steamed buns, unlike those Eighth Route Army meals a day, which are full of wild vegetables and porridge..."

"That's right, the man surnamed Hu didn't know if his brain was caught by the door, but he actually went to the eighth line of the world. When he thought about that, I wanted to vomit."

Guo Tiezhu suddenly spoke: "Did they say when will the goods pass through?"

"It's said it's after dark today."

"In the middle of the night, these guys are really not afraid of death in order to make money from the national crisis."

"Hehe, aren't we just going to make some money? This time, can we let our brothers go down the mountain for fun?"

"Yes, you can go and find the team leader to get a warrant."

"Look for the commander, he wouldn't have to shoot me on the spot?"

"That's right, Director, I won't take you to play like this."

"Get out quickly..."

Several soldiers finally fled in panic.

Li Laosan did not carry the food and landed at the end of the team as a warning to the back team.

Alas, big dog, how much salary do you receive in a month as the Eighth Route Army?
Chapter completed!