Chapter 109 Give Li Yunlong a big gift

Hit!

He Shasha suddenly jumped up in surprise: "Oh! I'm going to shoot, I'm going to shoot! ”

But this jump turned out.

Ye Lin actually hung on himself because his two hands had been holding his body tightly!

"Little rascal, you, take your dirty hands away!"

He Shasha scolded in annoyance.

Ye Lin let go of his hand unhurriedly and jumped down.

Said disdainfully: "Cut, I'm here to help you fix the lying position and reduce the recoil of the gun." ”

He Shasha didn't believe it, she hadn't heard of this to reduce the recoil of the gun.

But come to think of it, it seems that the recoil of the last shot really doesn't seem that great.

But then Ye Lin muttered again: "It's so flat, I don't feel ...... at all."

Bastard......

He Shasha's joy of learning to shoot suddenly vanished, and the flames from her two eyes almost burned Ye Lin to death.

Ye Lin seemed to be unconscious, jumped off the cliff, and ran all the way to the fat translator.

The fat translator rolled on the ground, his hands on his thighs, and was howling like a pig there.

"Hey! Dead fatty, get up, I have something to ask you, master! ”

Ye Lin kicked the fat translator with his foot.

The fat translator raised his head suddenly, looked at Ye Lin in front of him in surprise, and then turned his head to look around, only to see He Shasha standing there with a gun on the hillside.

"My lord spares my life, my aunt spares my life!" The fat translator was so frightened that he lay on the ground and slammed his head on the ground.

"If you want to live, answer the questions honestly! Say, who are they? ”

Without waiting for the fat translator to answer, these prisoners opened their mouths one after another: "We are from the 72nd Division of the Central Army, we lost the battle, the commander ran away, and we were captured by the devil." ”

Sure enough, he was a prisoner of the national army! Ye Lin walked over, took out his knife, and cut all the ropes in their hands.

"Let's go, those who are willing to participate in the Eighth Route Anti-Japanese War go north, those who want to participate in the Jin Sui Army go west, and those who don't want to fight go back to their homes!"

The captives were thankful and left.

And Ye Lin squatted in front of the fat translator: "Come, answer my question, where are you going to take them to?!" ”

The fat translator was sitting on the ground at the moment, in a cold sweat of pain: "Yes, it was Captain Ono who asked us to send them ...... Sent to Guo ......, three kilometers away Guojiazhen ......"

"Guo Jiazhen? What are you sending there for? Ye Lin glared and asked.

Fat translator: "I don't know, I just know that a lot of people have been sent there." ”

"How many troops are there?"

The fat translator thought for a while: "There should be a squadron, I don't know very well." ”

Ye Lin directly pulled out the knife and put the tip of the knife in front of his eyes.

Without saying anything, the fat translator's face suddenly turned white with fright: "I said, I said!" There is a special forces training base there, and these prisoners are sent over to accompany the special forces in training! ”

And so it was!

Ye Lin's heart moved.

Since Li Yunlong is coming back, why didn't he give him a meeting gift?

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on his face.

And this smile looks unusually scary in the fat translation.

He shrank back in horror, and then took advantage of Ye Lin's inattention, turned over and got up, limping and about to run.

Ye Lin didn't chase after him, but glanced at He Shasha on the hillside.

He Shasha gritted her teeth, lay on the ground, and aimed at the fat translator who was running.

Shoot again!

"Bang!"

The first shot, grazing the scalp of the fat translator flew over.

The fat translator was so frightened that his soul was gone, and he didn't know where the spirit came from, so he ran faster than a rabbit.

Seeing that the fat translator was about to run, Ye Lin didn't panic, and he didn't even look at it.

Instead, he looked at He Shasha and stretched out his little thumb at her.

He Shasha gritted her teeth and aimed again.

Then when the fat translator is about to run out of his field of vision, pull the trigger again!

"Bang!"

The fat translator was shot in the back and fell headlong.