"Hurry up."

Meng Shaoyuan said in a low voice.

It's already going fast enough.

But, this is the road.

Roads have always been a big problem in China.

Since the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War, many materials sent to the front line have been blocked due to road problems.

Many times, we rely on the primitive shoulder-to-hand resistance.

The road was so bumpy that it made me want to vomit.

Li Zhifeng was concentrating on driving.

On this kind of road, if you take a careful step, you may easily overturn.

"I don't know what's going on with Yi Mingyan."

Su Junwen, who was sitting in the passenger seat, stuck his head out of the car window and glanced at the truck following closely behind him.

"Don't worry there, I and the teacher are here."

Meng Shaoyuan said nonchalantly: "They want to kill a few bandits, it's like killing a chicken."

Immediately, he explained again: "Li Zhifeng, Su Junwen, when we get to Leshan, if we find that Leshan has been lost and something that shouldn't appear appears, your task is to cut them off!"

"Don't worry, leave it to me." Li Zhifeng responded carelessly.

Leshan, Leshan.

Can it be defended with just a group of soldiers who don't look like soldiers?

…

The first bandit to arrive in Leshan was the Ma Naankei from Damianshan.

Ma Cebu has about a hundred people under his command.

Bandits are bandits after all.

No organizational discipline exists for them.

The originally agreed plan was to wait until everyone arrived to start the process together.

When the time comes, with more cooperation from the inner circle in the city, there will be great hope of taking Leshan.

However, the horse's brain can't wait any longer.

Damian Mountain is not far from Leshan, and he has been coveting this city for more than a day or two.

But relying on such a small number of people to capture Leshan is nothing short of wishful thinking.

But now the opportunity has come.

Although people are still kind-hearted, once they see hope, their minds are still easily dazzled by desire.

In the past, a hundred or so people, with their huge brains, absolutely did not dare to attack Leshan.

Now there are still about a hundred people, and I don’t know how the horse brain has the confidence.

Whoever can break into Leshan first will reap the greatest benefits.

Once a person loses his wits due to his sharpness, he will not consider the consequences.

Since the Anti-Japanese War broke out and the government moved the capital to Chongqing, a battle in Leshan finally started!

Judging from the intelligence sent by Bian Kui's liaison officer, the army in Leshan City has almost no combat effectiveness.

The horse’s brain roared heart-breakingly:

"Brothers, capture Leshan, my mother-in-law can choose as she pleases, charge it to me!"

The Battle of Leshan has officially begun!

…

Ma Ma's brain would never have thought that Leshan, which he thought could be easily defeated, would be greeted by a dense barrage of bullets!

While he was yelling heart-breakingly, a man on the Leshan National Army position was also yelling:

"Fight, here, I'll fight, damn, your mothers-in-law are watching you from behind! When the bandits enter the city, your mothers-in-law and the girls in the city belong to the bandits! They have no place for you, you idiots!"

Song Jiande!

There are few words that can boost morale more than this!

On weekdays, they were lazy and would only bully the weak soldiers. All of them had red eyes, yelled "Ao Ao", and poured bullets towards the opposite side.

There are no tactics, just keep fighting.

As for whether they can hit the target, the soldiers don't care at all.

Momentum is enough!

Song Jiande's cigarette bed and pipes were all brought to the battlefield.

Song Jiande was lying there, his cigarette cravings were full in the sound of gunshots, and his whole body's energy suddenly rose.

He pulled out his pistol and fired a few shots aimlessly:

"Fight well, fight well, hit me harder! Hua Zimo! Hua Zimo, where are you?"

"Here, brother, what's the matter?"

"Has my heavy machine gun been repaired?"

"No, no one knows how to fix it."

"You fucking loser, you go to the front and take command personally to repel the bandits. I will reward you with two Yunnan cigarettes!"

"Hey, look at it, brother!"

Hua Zimo's energy suddenly lifted.

The Sichuan Army will always be a group of the most magical beings.

You let them fight a civil war and lose every battle.

But if you let them go to the front line to defend their country, it seems like these people can transform in an instant.

The Anti-Japanese War broke out and the warriors came out of Sichuan. These "double-gun soldiers" who had not fought many decent battles and had rifles with worn rifling on their right side and pipes on their left could actually fight on the battlefield and make the Japanese army complain incessantly!

The people of Sichuan will finally live up to the country!

Now, the situation is the same.

There are over a hundred brothers in this battalion, who are fighting hard to protect their homes, their wives, and the girl they love from falling into the hands of bandits!

The dense gunfire sounded really lively.

The gangsters in Damianshan were beaten until they cried for their fathers and mothers. They dropped four corpses and retreated in a panic.

On the battlefield, bursts of cheers erupted.

The brothers themselves did not expect that they could actually defeat the bandits.

Song Jiande was so proud that he wished that a large group of reporters would surround him so that he could show off to his fullest.

The reporter did not come, but a large group of ordinary people came from Leshan City.

With food and drink in hand, they were brought to the position.

These common people were usually afraid and disgusted when they saw these soldiers. They secretly cursed them countless times.

But now, these same soldiers have become the patron saints of Leshan!

The attitude of the common people has completely changed. When they see soldiers, it is like seeing their own relatives.

"Captain Song."

Song Jiande turned around with an embarrassed look on his face: "Shopkeeper Qian."

He owes shopkeeper Qian a large amount of money.

Shopkeeper Qian was well-established in Leshan and had relatives serving as officials in Chongqing, so Song Jiande did not dare to default on his debts.

Shopkeeper Qian didn't know how many times he came to ask for money, and every time he said unpleasant things, making Song Jiande as embarrassed as possible.

Good thing this time, all the debt collectors are here.

"Shopkeeper Qian, now that we are fighting, that money..."

Before Song Jiande finished speaking, shopkeeper Qian took out some pieces of paper and said, "Look at it, is this right?"

All are IOUs written by Song Jiande.

Song Jiande nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes. I am not rich in my pocket."

Something unexpected happened.

Shopkeeper Qian actually tore up these IOUs in front of Song Jiande.

"Shopkeeper Qian, you, who are you?"

"Captain Song, brother, I have done something wrong to you in the past. Please bear with me."

Shopkeeper Qian raised his hand and said, "If the bandits capture Leshan, everyone will suffer. You risked your life to protect Leshan. Brother, I admire you from the bottom of my heart."

The little money you owe is nothing compared to the fact that Leshan was captured by bandits. You can rest assured to fight here. After defeating the bandits, if you are short of money, I will lend it to you!"

"Sure, Shopkeeper Qian, it's all done with your words!"

Song Jiande was overjoyed: "Brothers, after you have eaten and drank enough, check the weapons and ammunition. Let's fight the bandits again!"
Chapter completed!