Glancing at the soldiers of the Jin Sui Army who were slowly raising their guns around him, Zhao Shixun's brows furrowed a little deeper.

"You are the Eighth Route Army? How to prove it?! ”

……

"Impossible, these people must be pretending to be devils, how could Balu come to this generation! Brothers, collapse them all! ”

Before Zhao Shixun could explain, a bearded captain with a flower trap came over angrily, raised his gun and was about to open fire in a roar.

The 70th Division had been fighting in the Nakajo Mountain area for a long time, so it suffered heavy losses under the hands of the Japanese army who pretended to be the national army.

The soldiers of the Jin Sui Army, who were originally surrounding the Seventh Company, were a little confused when they looked at this Eighth Route Army, which was almost fully equipped with Japanese-style equipment, and suddenly heard their commander shouting, and their expressions immediately changed from confusion to anger. With a bang, hundreds of guns were instantly aimed at Zhao Shixun and them, and several soldiers with Czech machine guns even pulled the bolts.

Under the sudden rise of the crisis, the atmosphere suddenly dropped to freezing, and the wind was filled with the heavy panting of soldiers on both sides.

"Grandma, a bunch of people are blind, no wonder people can't find the north. Brothers, give me ....... ”

Seeing the sudden change in the situation, the deputy company commander Zhuzi, who had been walking in the middle of the team, wanted to scold his mother angrily, and in a hurry, he pulled out the box gun and ordered to prepare for battle.

"Turtle son, your baby is steady, don't be impatient!"

At the same time that the box cannon that had drawn out half of it was pressed back by a pair of big thick black hands, the voice of the old immortal sounded in the ears of the pillar.

Stabilizing the pillar, the old immortal turned around to look at the murderous Jin Suijun around him, and his old face quickly smiled as if he was a trick, and his signature broken gong throat immediately opened his mouth.

"Brothers of the Jin Sui Army, we are really the Eighth Route Army, brothers, don't get excited, otherwise if the gun goes off, then something will happen."

As soon as the old immortal's thick Sichuan dialect came out, more than a dozen soldiers of the Jin Sui Army in front of him were also stunned.

Most of the Chinese dialects learned by the Japanese advance team were Northeast dialect and Beijing dialect, and very few Japanese could speak Sichuan dialect.

Seeing that the other party's complexion was slow, the old immortal's heart was playful, and he hurriedly continued:

"Brothers, we are really the Eighth Route Army, and our commander is also from the side of the National Army.

As for the equipment on our bodies, they are all snatched from the little devils, so don't get me wrong. We are all a team of devils, and Xiao Dongyang is our enemy! ”

With the explanation of the old immortal, the evil aura on the originally murderous soldiers of the Jin Sui Army finally became a little smaller, and the muzzles of the guns raised by many people also fell.

Zhao Shixun saw it in his eyes, and also took the opportunity to raise his hands and stepped forward to look at the captain officer in front of him.

"I don't know what this brother is called?"

The thin-faced captain of the Jin Sui Army in front of him glanced at Zhao Shixun vigilantly and said slowly.

"Captain and battalion commander of the 70th Division of the Contemptible National Army, Liu Jin."

After thinking about it in his mind, Zhao Shixun did not find this name called Liu Jin in his memory.

Although he didn't know each other, Cho Se-hoon didn't plan to end the conversation like this.

"Captain Liu Jin, Zhao Shixun, the commander of the 7th Company of the 1st Column under the 386th Brigade of the Eighth Route Army, also had a relationship with the commander of the Guijun Shi Ziyu in his early years. I don't know if Brother Liu can introduce him on his behalf, but I really have important information that needs to be handed over to you in person, Master Shi. ”

Liu Jin obviously didn't expect the other party to see his chief directly, so he immediately raised his head and said disdainfully:

"The division commander is busy with military affairs, how can you see it if you want to see a small eight-way company commander.

What's more, I have never heard that our division commander has any contact with the Eighth Route Army, and you are here at this time, without any password, you open your mouth and shut your mouth to see our division commander, and what information do you say? Are you a three-year-old when I am Liu Jin? ”

As the conversation progressed, Zhao Shixun could clearly feel that the other party's patience was gradually disappearing. Obviously, his words are not enough to convince the other party of who he is and what he is here for.

"Brother Liu! What are you wasting with these little devils? I, He Tiande, have been with the division commander for five years, and I have never heard of him having any friends in the Eighth Route Army.

Besides, what is the relationship between our Jin Suijun and the Eighth Road now? That's the same fire!

We killed thousands of Eighth Route Army back then, and it is a well-known thing that the Eighth Route Army hated us. These little devils claim to be the Eighth Road, but they actually say that they are here to send us information? I can't even lie!

”

Speaking of this, He Tiande held the flower machine and looked at Qilian in front of him with a sneer.

"Bunnies! Lao Tzu gives you ten seconds to think about it, either take the initiative to send weapons and surrender, or Lao Tzu sends you to hell! ”

With He Tiande's ultimatum, the soldiers of the Jin Sui Army surrounding the Seventh Company raised their weapons again.

"Turtle son, what is your name He Tiande, I think you will be called He Maniac! Brothers, don't listen to this turtle son, we are really the Eighth Route Army...... ”

Seeing that the other party was not in the oil and salt, the old immortal was also angry, and pointed at He Tiande and scolded.

"You old immortal thing, scold again, believe it or not, Lao Tzu broke through you first! Brothers, kill this old thing for me! ”

was scolded in public by a veteran of the Eighth Route Army, He Tiande was also angry, and he was about to fire at the old immortal.

"Keep someone under the gun......!"

Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, Zhao Shixun suddenly broke off, and then in Liu Jin's guarded eyes, he untied the armed belt around his waist and threw it to the ground in a few strokes.

Signaling that he didn't have any weapons on his body, Zhao Shixun raised his hands and walked forward, and said in a calm tone:

"Brother Liu, I have a handwritten letter from the commander of the Eighth Route Army to Commander Shi Ziyu, and Brother Liu will know our true identity at a glance."

Seeing that the other party finally relaxed his guard temporarily, Zhao Shixun slowly put his hand into his pocket and took out an envelope, looking at the other party with a harmless smile on his face, while quietly adjusting his breathing and preparing to find an opportunity to start.

Just now, Zhao Shixun completely gave up the illusion of friendly communication with the other party, and was ready to strike first.

At the beginning, Zhao Shixun really planned to talk to the other party and discuss. In his opinion, even if he doesn't have identity information and passwords, the other party can't shoot at his Eighth Route military uniform.

However, the development of things still greatly exceeded Zhao Shixun's expectations, he did not expect that Jin Suijun and Balu would have such a deep estrangement and distrust.

For a while, Zhao Shixun actually regretted a little that he didn't ask more about the grievances and grievances between Zhou Yu Balu and Jin Suijun.

However, Zhao Shixun knew very well in his heart that there were all kinds of medicines in this world, but there was no regret medicine.

……

After talking for a long time, the other party obviously didn't listen to even a word of his own.

Of course, if the Seventh Company lays down its arms and accepts disarming now, there may still be a chance to avoid a large-scale bloodshed. But for this only option, Zhao Shixun obviously did not see him as a possible option.

Don't put your fate in the hands of people who are hostile to you is the basic way of life that Zhao Shixun has learned from countless bloody lessons over the years.

Of course, the current situation is very unfavorable for the Seventh Company, so if you don't disarm or fight hard, you will definitely not get any benefits.

After thinking about it repeatedly, Zhao Shixun finally decided to take a risk.

After a short period of observation, Zhao Shixun determined that this captain named Liu Jin was the leader of this army.

The most important thing is that the other party's steps are frivolous and his face is thin, which is obviously a symptom of a major injury that has not healed.

Since the other party is not willing to discuss well, then I will force you to discuss with yourself!

Raising his right hand to his chest, Zhao Shixun held the envelope in his left hand and slowly handed it to Liu Jin.

The envelope contained only a brief intelligence analysis, and there were no so-called high-level handwritten letters. The reason why Zhao Shixun said this was to temporarily paralyze the other party.

Moreover, even if there was really a handwritten letter from the top of the Eighth Route Army, Zhao Shixun would not believe that the other party would believe it at this time.

The situation has been chaotic so far, and the two sides have not had any contact before, not to mention that the other party has obviously preconceived to characterize itself as the special "advance team" of the Japanese army, Zhao Shixun knows that even if he holds the personal letter of the commander-in-chief of the Eighth Route today, the other party will probably treat it as waste paper.

Looking at Zhao Shixun who walked over with a harmless face, Liu Jin put his right hand on his waist and opened the holster, and his left hand slowly stretched forward, wanting to take the envelope in the other party's hand.

Of course, this does not mean that Liu Jin believes Zhao Shixun's words. The reason why he did this was purely a curiosity after thinking he was in control of the situation.

"What are our identities, Brother Liu will know ...... at a glance."

"Huh?!"

At the moment when the tip of Liu Jin's left finger touched the envelope, Zhao Shixun's feet suddenly exerted force, and his body bounced out like a cannonball.

The yellowed envelope slowly fell in the air, and Zhao Shixun grabbed Liu Jin's left wrist with his left hand into a claw and pulled it violently, pulling the other party directly in front of him.

Although Liu Jin's kung fu is not as good as Zhao Shixun, as a veteran who crawled out of the pile of dead people, almost at the same time that Zhao Shixun's left hand touched his wrist, Liu Jin's right hand was already grasping the Browning pistol on his waist.

However, due to the previous old injury, Liu Jin still couldn't resist Zhao Shixun's sudden force, and although he tried his best, his body was still uncontrollably pulled towards the other party.

However, at the same time as his body lost control and leaned forward, Liu Jin's right hand did not stop at all. Not only that, Liu Jin's right foot was raised violently, trying to kick the opponent away.

However, Liu Jin obviously underestimated Zhao Shixun who was wearing a shabby gray military uniform in front of him. Just as his right foot left the ground, Zhao Shixun kicked out quickly with his left foot, directly hitting Liu Jin's right knee.

Boom......

…… To be continued.

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