Yang Yue came to a small house. Two female soldiers stood outside the door.

Well, to be precise, there are two women cadres with a shell gun inserted between their waists. They are very heroic.

I was secretly happy. It seemed that the Eighth Route Army now has no shortage of rebuttal guns. They have all been sent to their hands.

OK.

This time I went to Pingshun County, I would like to kill a few more puppet troops.

It is also useful to get a few hundred thrust shell guns. They can also be distributed to more anti-Japanese people.

"Why didn't Mei Yu'er and Lin Cuiping come?"

“Not contacted yet.”

"oh!"

Yang Yue shook his head.

Communication in this era is a big problem.

When they arrived, maybe the 109th Division of the Japanese might have been attacked.

Enter the room.

It's tidy inside.

A wooden bed with a quilt.

There is nothing else other than that. I guess I am afraid that she will commit suicide?

Well, there are indeed concerns about this...

What's the name?

Stupid? What's stupid?

Ah, no, it's Junko!

right!

Junko!

"ah!"

Junko suddenly screamed.

Yang Yue was upset. Damn, what did you mean? Did I molest you?
Chapter completed!