With two loud roars, two big men wearing gray cloth military uniforms and their faces full of gunpowder smoke appeared in front of Ye Lin.

It's the uniform of the Eighth Route Army!

It was none other than Li Yunlong's right-hand man Zhang Dabiao and his second platoon leader.

They were ordered by Li Yunlong to come here to find the person who shot them.

Ye Lin grinned and smiled at Zhang Dabiao: "Uncle, are you looking for me?" ”

Zhang Dabiao looked at him, and then at the rifle in front of him.

"Who fired the gun?"

Ye Lin patted his little chest: "Of course it's me, do you see that there is a second person here?" ”

"You? Whose doll are you? If you don't have long hair, you can brag here, and if you have the ability, you can shoot me again. Of course Zhang Dabiao didn't believe it.

This kid looks like he's five or six years old, and the five or six-year-old kid flew the devil's command post?

Ghost believes!

"Then you don't believe it?" Ye Lin was not angry, and he didn't believe it if he changed it.

Five or six-year-old children should sleep with their mother, right? And guns?

Zhang Dabiao had already ignored him, and turned his head to look around: "What about people?" Where the hell is hiding, let him come out quickly! ”

Ye Lin stretched out his hand and picked up the gun.

The second platoon commander hurriedly shouted: "Child, put it down quickly, be careful of misfire!" ”

The voice has not fallen!

Ye Lin raised the gun in his hand!

"Bang!"

A frightened wild bird flew up in response to the sound and landed right in front of Zhang Dabiao.

！！！

Zhang Dabiao and the second platoon leader were dumbfounded.

One by one, their eyes widened, and they looked at the "little dot" in front of them in surprise.

A five or six-year-old little hairy boy can really shoot!

And if you don't aim at it, you can knock the bird down with a raised hand!

They simply doubt their eyes!

This one doesn't even have the height of a gun......

It looks so funny to be holding a gun......

But that's it......

After a while, the second platoon leader said in a sneering voice: "One...... A battalion commander, he, he really knows how to shoot, what to do......"

Zhang Dabiao scratched his head and waved his hand: "What to do, bring it back first." ”

"But, such a big and small hairy child, will you let the regiment commander train if you bring it back?"

"If you can't bring it back, you won't train?"

As soon as Zhang Dabiao stretched out his hand, he wanted to grab Ye Lin's collar and pick it up.

"Let's go! Little hairy boy, come back with me to see the leader! ”

Ye Lin tilted his face: "Don't go!" Why do you want me to go, I have to go! ”

Zhang Dabiao was angry