"What kind of life? Anyway, in this world, you have a hundred reasons to be killed alive, sooner or later, you will all die, it is better to die early, die early and reincarnate early! Alas, remember, oh, in the next life, you have to find a good family, a good era! Yang Chaoran shook his pistol and said gloomily.

"Impossible, no, we're just suspects, suspects, Mr. Hado won't kill people easily! You're not Taijun, you are, who are you? The little donkey was the first to suspect.

The secretary was also anxious: "He doesn't look like Taijun!" Hurry up and catch him! ”

As soon as the secretary shouted, the people who were released in the water prison took advantage of the wine and rushed towards Yang Chaoran.

Yang Chaoran stood and did not move, but carried the pistol behind his back.

"Kill him!" A group of drunks pounced.

In his eagerness, the secretary had already lowered his head and looked for a burning stick.

Drunks pounce!

Yang Chaoran raised his feet, one foot at a time, one foot at a time.

Whoosh, poof, poof.

Whoa, whoa!

The drunks flew back upside down and fell to the ground.

A few were kicked away, and the rest didn't dare to step forward anymore.

The secretary's face turned pale, and he quietly threw the burning stick: "Taijun, you are so good!" It's very powerful, Taijun, please, they are all good people, while Hata-kun is not there, you can let them all go quickly. ”

Those who were kicked, those who were already frightened by not being kicked, all knelt, and some covered their faces and wept.

"It's over, it's over, I've been killed by little devils in this life!"

"Mother, my son can't take you anymore."

"Daughter-in-law, I, I, woo woo."

"Woo, you can't escape, you can't escape, you will implicate your family, if you don't escape, you will wait for death, you will kill a few Orientals and the Imperial Association here, no matter what, you can't wash it away!"

Yang Chaoran laughed.

When the laughter ended, everyone in the stronghold looked at him solemnly, at a loss.

The secretary asked in a trembling voice for a long time, "Big brother, no, Taijun, who are you?" What do you want us to do? ”

Yang Chaoran walked gracefully in front of this group of people: "Fellow villagers, we are relatives, real relatives, friends!" Right? ”

Everyone was shocked and looked at each other.

What kind of medicine is sold in this little devil's gourd?

Kiss? Who's with you?

You Oriental neuropathy!

Who knows what the hell you mean?

Let us go, let us eat and drink, threaten us not to escape, and shoot us...... How can we still say that we are relatives and friends? Phew!

The secretary general, who usually prides himself on being smart, can serve the captain of the Boduo squad in an authentic way, can figure out the platoon commander of the Imperial Allied Army, and the special agent captain Yuan Dengfei, but now, he can't figure out Yang Chaoran's routine.

"Taijun, please make it clear!"

Yang Chaoran smiled sweetly, took out the pistol, opened it, and took out the bullets one by one.

"Folks, let me tell you a secret, I'm not an Oriental devil, but the Eighth Route Army! Are you surprised? ”

Before the words fell, these people exploded:

"Huh?"

"You?"

"Sure enough, I think this guy is divine!"

"Can the Eighth Route Army have a bad stomach like you?"

"Since it's the Eighth Route Army, why can't we survive or die?"

The secretary was hysterical for a moment, then turned and ran.

Yang Chaoran didn't chase after him: "Secretary General, your relatives are still here, did you really run to report to the devil?" Are you sure the devils will think you have something to do with the corpses in these strongholds? ”

The secretary hurriedly shrunk his neck and retreated, revealing a sweet smile, comparable to a gardenia blooming!

"Hey, hey, hey, uncle, no, eighth master, the little one has a temporary urgency, urgency! Ashamed, ashamed. ”

Yang Chaoran ignored him, and in front of everyone, his face suddenly changed, and he was stern: "Fellow villagers, the devils have invaded, burned, killed and looted, and brought disaster to the country and the people, what should we do?" Of course, it's the War of Resistance, today, you have been arrested by the devils, if you don't rise up to fight, you will definitely die! Because, if you are released, the devils and puppet soldiers in the stronghold will die. If Lao Tzu slaps his ass and leaves, how can you explain it clearly? Folks, don't have any illusions about devils, get up and fight, dignified Chinese men, between heaven and earth, you must be heroic and dignified, worthy of the life of a husband! How can you spend all day long, groveling, being obedient to the devil, and being slaughtered at will? ”

Everyone was lost in thought again.

Yang Chaoran glanced at the crowd, revealing a hint of ruthlessness.

He tossed for so long, just to win over all these people and turn them into the fierce combat heroes of the Eighth Route Army, otherwise, he would be let go directly.

These people, dragging their families and mouths, suffering from gains and losses, are cowardly, and it is difficult to be aroused, and the only way is to force each other to die.

The secretary shook his head again and again, walked over, and smiled bitterly: "Uncle, eighth master!" Eldest brother! You understand what you mean, you want us to join you as the Eighth Route Martial Arts Team, but your martial arts team is too weak to protect us, even if you can protect us, what will our family do? ”

The people in the stronghold echoed one after another: "Yes, yes, Big Brother Eight Roads!" ”

Yang Chaoran clapped his hands: "Idiot! Who can threaten you? Isn't that the devil in this stronghold? If we wipe them all out, won't the threat be lifted! ”

The secretary, the man, the captured peasants, sighed.

Yang Chaoran no longer talked nonsense: "A few of you go, strip off the clothes of the devil and the puppet army, put on yourself, a few of you, bring weapons and prepare for battle, our task is to ambush the devil and the puppet army, annihilate the enemy in one fell swoop, and when the enemy is eliminated, all the problems are solved." ”

Two devils' rifles, six puppet army rifles, two pistols, a dozen grenades, a saber, a telescope, an arsenal in the basement of the bones, as well as a puppet army's arsenal, more than 200 grenades.

Yang Chaoran armed all these people and stood guard in various places in the turret and stronghold.

He also taught these men the posture and technique of shooting, as well as the methods of listening for enemy machine guns, grenadiers, mortars, etc.

"Now, little donkey, you are the deputy captain of our Liangzhuang guerrillas! Secretary of the Secretary: What's that? Li Lao pimple? Okay, are you the secretary of our guerrilla detachment, or the deputy captain, are you still hesitating? I'm sorry, just because of the friendship between you and me, the Eighth Route Army, who eats meat and drinks in big bowls, the little devils can't forgive you! What the? Suspect that we can't defeat the devil but will be killed? Do you have brains? How did Lao Tzu kill two devils, six puppet soldiers, and a spy traitor by himself? Let me tell you that more than 500 people from a battalion of the main force of our Eighth Route Army have been ambushed halfway through! ”

Even coaxing, Yang Chaoran organized these people.

"Big brother, don't worry, we were caught by the little devils, thrown into the water prison, and after suffering all the hardships, we knew that we couldn't survive, it was you who saved us, and we will follow the Eighth Route Army with iron hearts in the future." There are also a few people who have made progress in their thinking and quietly expressed to Yang Chaoran.