And just when Liu Lang just got up, he quietly lowered his body again, like a leopard that had found its prey, and turned his eyes to the mountain road on the right.

Cold, murderous.

In the cold moonlight, a girl with a white towel tied to her left arm, wearing an obviously fat blue military uniform, and holding a camera in her hand was running around the mountain road at the foot of the mountain, extremely panicked.

More than a dozen meters behind her, a Japanese soldier no more than 1.6 meters tall was chasing after him with a Type 38 rifle that was a cut taller than him.

Judging from the military rank, it was a Cao Chang.

Although the girl's height is close to 1.7 meters, and her legs are much longer than that of the little devil, the distance between the two sides is still getting closer and closer.

In the moonlight, Liu Lang could almost see the cruelty in the eyes of the Japanese army.

As far as this Japanese soldier was concerned, it was not that he could not shoot, but that he was worried that shooting would attract the attention of the Chinese soldiers who were struggling to kill two or three hundred meters away.

And the killing of a Chinese female soldier with a cold weapon will undoubtedly deal a huge blow to the morale of Chinese soldiers.

It is a great shame for a soldier of any army not to be able to protect his own woman.

Suddenly, the female soldier stumbled on her feet, fell to the ground, and just threw herself on the "corpse" of a Chinese soldier.

How so? For the extremely frightened female soldiers, the "meat pad" covered in blood is indeed terrifying, but it is covered in flesh, which is definitely enough to cushion the huge impact caused by falling.

Great "meat pad"!

I tried hard to get up and continue running, but as soon as I stood up, my legs did not obey the call, and I fell to the ground again.

At this time, the Japanese soldier Cao Chang had already chased closer, and without hesitation, he raised the bayonet in his hand, his eyes were full of hideousness, and he stabbed down!

And at this moment, a big hand suddenly grabbed his ankle.

In the next second, the body, which was less than 1.6 meters and weighed more than 70 kilograms, "flew".

It's not too high, just over two meters.

But what if the body was lifted by the force of one arm?

In the girl's frightened and shocked gaze, the "meat pad" with a height of more than 1.8 meters and a weight of more than 200 catties "bounced" from the ground so straight.

Deceived corpses?

The next moment, a bright light appeared.

"Poof!"

"Whoa!"

After a muffled sound, the belly of the Japanese soldier Cao Chang in mid-air was cut horizontally, and blood mixed with internal organs fell down in one go.

"Ahh

As soon as the girl's scream came out, she was suddenly turned around by the guy who was covered in blood and dripping dark red liquid like a demon, and glared back.

Those two eyes were full of ferocity, even if the female soldier saw the white cloth strip on his right arm and the machete in his hand and knew that he was a comrade-in-arms, she couldn't help but feel cold all over her body at this time.

However, in the midst of the ferocity, the female soldier miraculously felt a trace of pity with the unique intuition of a woman.

Two completely different emotions, all in this cold eyes, are very contradictory, but they miraculously give her a sense of security.

Perhaps, because he is the army of China!

"You're, reporter?" Liu Lang waved his blood-stained sleeves and wiped the blood still flowing on his face in vain.

"Yes, sir!" The female soldier looked at Liu Lang's captain's collar badge and replied weakly.

"If you leave here, you won't have such good luck next time." The fat man threw out a sentence in a calm tone, and turned around with a ring-headed knife and prepared to leave.

"I don't! I'm a journalist and a soldier! The girl whispered but firmly to Liu Lang's generous back. I'm not going to be a deserter. ”

This sentence seems to be for the fat man, but it is more like it is for herself.

"If you want to die, no one will stop you!" The fat man didn't look back, replied coldly, and continued to walk forward. "Still, I suggest you get out of the way, lest the soldiers see you dead by the devil's bayonets. If they go berserk and cause greater casualties because of your death, then it is better for me to kill you first. ”

Just chased and killed by the Japanese army, the female soldier didn't cry, but was scolded by Liu Lang so ruthlessly, but tears rolled down.

Obviously, she is not afraid of death, but she is afraid of being despised by others, especially by her own people.

But she still didn't leave, and continued to follow Liu Lang.

Liu Lang sighed slightly!

Are all women in this era so stubborn?

Although he said it coldly, he really couldn't do anything with this female reporter in the army, but he silently complained in his heart about the stupidity of the commander of this night raid.

Didn't he know that if this female reporter in military uniform was killed or even captured by the Japanese army, it would have a great impact on morale?

Liu Lang has no intention of discriminating against women, but it is a fact, no man would want to see the women on his side being ravaged by the enemy.

And not having enough calm on the battlefield often costs lives.

Perhaps because of the life and death of this female reporter, the Chinese officers and soldiers on the battlefield will now pay even greater casualties.

Watching Liu Lang go farther and farther, although the little reporter was still crying silently, a trace of firmness still flashed in his eyes, and he chased after Liu Lang in front of him.

At this moment, Liu Lang, who was windy under his feet and strode towards the battlefield where the killing sound shook the sky, was also programming the memories left to him by this body in his mind.

In addition to the memories of the ongoing battle in front of them, there is also information about the "original owner" of this body.

Not surprisingly, according to physical fitness, this product is a relational household.

Liu Lang, 22 years old, from Taiyuan, Shanxi, is from Yangquan Pingding.

's father, Liu Pingba, was originally a rich man, to put it bluntly, he had land and money.

But this person is very flexible, and he is not willing to develop only in Yangquan.

Liu Pingba also started to do business, and expanded the market to Taiyuan five years ago, and at the same time asked someone to find a relationship with Yan Laoxi'er to get a little relationship.

As for the specific relationship, Lao Yan is not so much a big warlord as a big businessman, and Shanxi, which was originally poor, was run by him and became one of the top five economic entities in China at this time.

If you want to build a relationship, it's nothing more than that I'm responsible for making money, and you are responsible for covering me, mutual benefit and reciprocity, the legendary "win-win"!

As an authentic landlord who has been mixed up by hard work, Liu Pingba's most popular thing is his "stupid son of the landlord's family", who is messing around all day long, mixing with some "non-trivial and non-discreet" people, not to mention, the family's silver and grain have been secretly taken out by this goods.

Seeing that he was a loser, Liu Pingba gritted his back molars and wanted to send his only son to join the army!

As a businessman who fully understands Lao Yan, Liu Pingba considered that if he sent his son to Yan Lao Xi'er, the cost would be ......

After shopping around, he asked someone to find Lieutenant General Song who was stationed in Chahar, and only spent 20,000 oceans to change to the position of a captain and communications staff officer.

Typical "good quality and low price"!

Liu Pingba has already planned, as long as this kid can get a little bit of combat exploits in the army, then he will go to Yan Lao Xi'er and get his son a county magistrate or something in Taiyuan or Yangquan, and his old Liu family will be completely "supported".

After all, in this turbulent era, business is inferior to officials, and officials are inferior to the military.

If you have a gun and a soldier in your hand, then you are the uncle!

If it weren't for Liu Lang from ninety years later who took over this body by chance, then this calculating Liu Pingba Master Liu could be regarded as a complete loss this time.

Moreover, it's the kind that can't go back to the original.

The landlord Lao Cai did everything, but he didn't expect that the appetite of the Japanese would be so big, and as soon as he swallowed the three eastern provinces, he began to fight Rehe's attention, and naturally he would not count the 29th Army on the battlefield.

If it weren't for Liu Lang's dream for a hundred years, the old Liu family would have been broken.

But what made the corners of Liu Lang's mouth slightly upturned was not that his cheap father was a landlord and old wealth, and in the future, he wanted to pull the team to keep up with the footsteps of the great ancestors of the red generation.

Rather, as a former red and exclusive soldier of the Republic, in this life, he doesn't have to bother so much.

This "fat boy" has already fulfilled this long-cherished wish for Liu Lang, and the people he contacted who were "not three or four" in the eyes of the rich people were the most ideal people in this era.

And he himself already has the most important identity----- the Red Party.

In other words, Liu Lang in this life not only has not changed his heart, but also his identity.

Of course, the most important thing is that no matter who he is, he has a Chinese heart.

The biggest enemy of the Chinese at present and in the future is the foreign cowards and devils!