I've paid attention to it, and I'm not allowed to rob it later, you know? ”

At this time, Li Feng led people to lie on the hillside and wait for the arrival of the enemy, next to him was a group of excited soldiers of the Eighth Route Army.

The little fat man felt that he should remind these company commanders and squadron leaders in advance, don't wait a while to confuse his own people and beat his own people.

There is a 4,000-strong puppet army division in front of him, although the combat effectiveness of the people is not very good, but as long as he snatches all the prisoners of the people and pulls them under his command, the recruits don't need to train slowly.

So a group of company commanders and squadron leaders were very excited, and everyone said that they would pull a regiment of people, and then draw those prisoners who were suitable to join the Eighth Route Army.

Damn, these guys are starting to divide the spoils now, and they are really not good things.

These people looked at by Eagle and Ma Laosan and immediately thought of when they joined the Eighth Route Army before, as if a certain fat man did the same, who was he?

The eagle was leaning against the hillside now and didn't want to speak, he had just changed his dressing, and now he didn't want to move.

It's just a bunch of puppet soldiers, and he's too lazy to rush up to get the other party, so it's better to stay behind honestly.

Originally, the little fat man said that he would let these people not rob, rush up in an orderly manner, and capture all these people.

Unexpectedly, the battle horn had just sounded, and a group of desperate Eighth Route Army rushed out with a roar.

This group of puppet soldiers is actually here to fight soy sauce, so the marching speed is so slow, and when they are on the road, they drag it out, maybe they can go back halfway through.

and 8 ways desperately, isn't that looking for death? These poor sticks don't want to die in battle, they still want to die.

Selling life to the devil is just an expedient measure, mixing up food, and more trying to squeeze some money out of the hands of the Chinese people.

As for helping devils fight, that's nonsense, not to mention that they still retain some awareness that they are Chinese, and the most important thing is that they can't beat each other.

Whether it is the Central Army or the Eighth Route Army, these puppet armies are not their opponents.

So Wei Jun thought about spending time on the road, but what he didn't expect was that he had just passed this road, and in less than 5 minutes, the Eighth Route Army's charge horn sounded.

Immediately afterwards, a large group of bloodied soldiers of the Eighth Route Army rushed up with weapons on their shoulders.

As soon as a few puppet soldiers took off the guns on their backs, their heads were blown out.

The commander of the puppet army division also hurriedly rode his horse and ran away first at this time, and he couldn't control the troops behind.

"Shoot or kill!"

The Eighth Route Army rushed up to arrest people, not to kill people, but at the beginning, it was necessary to make a big effort to completely dissipate the resistance consciousness of these people, so they killed chickens and monkeys.

Where have the puppet army ever seen such a mayor, these eight roads have just come down from the battlefield, and they have cut off the heads of devils in the last second, and they appear in front of them in the next second, and the murderous aura on their bodies has not completely dissipated, so in an instant, the puppet army was instigated, and they didn't even have time to escape.

As for the puppet army division commander, let alone let the second dog shoot down the horse with one shot, and then covered his legs and screamed.

At this time, the little fat man was carrying a machete and walked slowly forward, panting while looking at the surrounding soldiers of the Eighth Route Army unremittingly.

"Didn't you say it all? Don't rob, don't rob, you see that you are all the same as fighting local tyrants and landlords! ”

Kicked a soldier who was in his way to the side, and then walked up to the squadron leaders, scolding these bastards for being disobedient.

Then the commander of a puppet army actually tried to resist, quietly pulled out a gun from behind, and the little fat man was halfway through his speech, when he suddenly picked up the knife and clicked, and his head fell to the ground with the knife in his hand.

The surrounding Wei Jun saw that this fat man was killing people without blinking, and he suddenly became a little more stunned.

"Didn't you stop resisting? Why are you disobedient, huh? ”

For those who are looking for death, the little fat man never is verbose, he took a delicate little gun from the hand of this puppet army, and kicked it into his pocket unceremoniously.

Wang Jing seems to be here, last night, he didn't have time to greet the other party, and it just so happened that this small gun was given to Wang Jing as a gift for his sins.

That's right, after Wang Jing received the news, he hurried to Furong Town.

But even if her speed was faster, it was a step too late, and the little fat man was already fighting the devil for the last time.

directly raped the opponent's seven or eight hundred troops, and by the way, captured the opponent's captain, which is really a great achievement.

It's just that before they could stop, the Eighth Route Army started again, saying that in the face of thousands of puppet troops, they wanted to have a tough battle with the other party.

Wang Jing still understands the combat effectiveness of the puppet army, and the seven or eight thousand puppet army will definitely not be able to defeat 1,000 devils, or even 500 devils.

This is a very normal thing, Li Feng still has a combat strength of seven or eight hundred people on his side, and it is not difficult to deal with seven or eight thousand devils.

But the little fat man was too busy to greet Wang Jing, which made Wang Jing angry, thinking about whether to put on small shoes for the fat man when he turned around.

Seeing Wang Jing coming up with a camera to take pictures of the headless corpse, the little fat man shook his head helplessly, and the young follower next to him was about to vomit, why didn't this woman have anything to do.

"Li Feng, you killed the prisoner, I will go to the head of the headquarters to sue you!"

Wang Jing looked like a playful little girl, and at the moment she was arrogantly talking to Li Feng.

When the little follower on the side heard this, he was frightened on the spot, this fat man is a guy who kills people without blinking, and he just cut off the head of a puppet army, so it's not good to talk like this.

Just when the little follower was scared, Li Feng suddenly reached into his arms and took out a gun, which scared the little follower into a cold sweat on the spot.

"This gun is given to you, don't go to the head of the headquarters to speak ill of me!

You women, every time I talk to the head of the headquarters, they will listen patiently, and I don't want someone to put little shoes on my back! ”

In the stunned eyes of the little follower, Wang Jing took the little gun, his eyes were full of stars.

"Okay, for your sake, I'll accept your apology!"

After saying that, he naturally kicked the little gun into his pocket, happily forgetting that the gun belonged to the seizure.

"Sister Wang Jing, it's not good for you to do this, this pistol seems to belong to the stirring and is going to be handed over to the public!"

"Is there one? What is seized and not seized is a family, and there is no need to be so clear! ”

Seizure, seizure, stirring and mixing, it is understood.

So the little follower was puzzled, but he still followed Wang Jing and held something, because he would take a lot of photos later.

It is hard to imagine that four or five hundred Eighth Route Army will directly kill three or four thousand puppet troops, and instantly make the other party lose the will to resist.