Chapter 162: The Face of the Puppet Army (The Fifth Month, Asking for a Monthly Pass, Asking for a Subscription)

"Twenty people, follow me to meet the main force!"

The moment he heard the sound of gunfire, Zhang Ran immediately spoke, and at the same time instructed Wang Laogui that all the men and horses must pay attention to concealment, in case the Japanese spies who came in advance found any clues!

Shi Yuan, thin monkey, Wang Kai and other platoon commanders are the ones who have followed Zhang Ran for the longest time, and they really want to follow Zhang Ran together.

But apparently this is not possible.

Wang Wenping hugged the machine gun with a look on his face!

Then he was kicked in the ass by Zhang Ran.

After Kang Ting's previous explanation, now Zhang Ran understands that holding a machine gun to strafe that thing, even if it exists, it can only be Czech, and this crooked handle is not the original version, so there is no possibility!

Bring a machine gun over, then you have to have a deputy shooter, and you have to have a special one to oil the bullets, Zhang Ran doesn't have the time to spare.

Wang Wenping wanted to give up the position of machine gunner that he had been exchanged for by Kang Ting's big feet all night, but unfortunately Zhang Ran had already ignored him!

Then there was nothing new about the people selected by Wang Lao to Zhang Ran - the sharpshooters and the pitchers who had received special training accounted for half each!

But Zhang Ran didn't nod immediately, but looked at the sailors of the independent company, and said coldly: "Don't say that I won't give you a chance - if you are not afraid of death, you will stand up ten, if you are afraid of death and dare not go, I don't blame you...... But you should know that if you want to be looked down upon, you have to fight for your own life, and others can't give you a face! ”

Then, almost instantly, a group of Cangshui soldiers jumped out, staring provocatively at the detachment!

Kang Ting began to pick people from this group of people and kicked Lu Youyi back.

Like Wang Wenping, the receiving team this time didn't plan to bring crooked handles over at all, and the two of them in the team barely mastered some machine gun shooting skills, and they stayed on the position, which was much more useful than following the team!

In the end, the armed reconnaissance and response team was led by Zhang Ran Kangting, plus five pitchers, five sharpshooters, and twenty-two people, including ten warehouse sailors, including Huang Hu.

"Bring more grenades, mines, bullets!"

Zhang Ran roared, he knew very well that those guys in the Independent Regiment were already short of supplies, and now that they have been entangled with the little devils for so many days, I am afraid that they will run out of ammunition and food long ago.

You can't go wrong with extra ammo!

"Hey!"

Before leaving, Huang Hu yelled at Lu Youyi and other sailors: "If I don't come back, tell the villagers that I owed them before, and my surname Huang paid back my life......"

With that, he galloped to follow the group.

On the battlefield, all the warehouse sailors said goodbye to Huang Hu and the others with tragic eyes, until everyone's backs disappeared, and then they began to wipe their guns over and over again, and Lu Youyi lay in front of the machine gun array and never moved again.

Not so dense in the mountains and forests, large puppet armies crossed the border like locusts.

From time to time, they raised their guns and opened fire, shooting the fleeing eight-way people to the ground, ignoring the formation that had already been scattered due to the pursuit......

Facing a group of soldiers from the Eighth Route led by Gu Xiangyang, who could not necessarily return a shot for almost an hour, they had already chased unscrupulously.

Nearly 200 Japanese soldiers still maintained a relatively complete formation, walking leisurely behind the puppet army, talking and laughing, as relaxed and comfortable as a group of young masters carrying their ladies on an outing.

"An Jijun, do you know what my favorite scene is in China?"

Miura walked slowly among a group of Japanese soldiers, watching the chase and killing ahead, his expression excited as if he was watching an extremely exciting movie.

An Shijinsan smiled and said, "Isn't this the scene we see now?" ”

"Shuffle!"

Miura laughed and said: "The parents who gave birth to me, and the one who knows me, An Jijun!" ”

Saying this, Miura pointed to the puppet army that was chasing hard and encircling the Eighth Route Army in front of him: "These people of China have made me deeply understand their patheticness, for our praise, they are like mad dogs who have been rewarded with a bone by their masters, and they spare no effort to bite their own kind, which is really sad to the extreme-like such an inferior nation, but with such a vast and fertile land, God is ...... to our Yamato nation."

"Not bad!"

An Shijin said: "That's why our empire wants to send troops to conquer China, and only our noble Yamato nation deserves to have such a land......"

A large group of Japanese soldiers around laughed and applauded: "If you want me to say, it is better to kill all these untouchables, a nation like them is not worthy of living in this world at all......

"Idiot!"

Miura snorted: "Eight road drops, can't be trained, of course they have to be killed, but untouchables like the Imperial Association Army have to stay, with these guys to farm and harvest for us, we people of the Great Japanese Empire don't have to work hard, enjoy themselves......"

"Captain Miura is right!"

A group of Japanese soldiers seemed to think that they were surrounded by a group of untouchables, and they looked like emperors on top, and laughed happily: "I really hope that this day can come soon......

A group of puppet soldiers were still frantically chasing those eight-way soldiers, and when they heard the laughter of the Japanese soldiers behind them, they chased more vigorously like dogs that had been praised by their masters.

But they didn't know at all that the Japanese army in Miura was already thinking about how to call them when they won this war.

It's like cows and horses, or pigs and dogs, but they never want to be human - people who like to be enslaved, and treat them like human beings, that's too much to exalt them!

"Quick, let's go......"

Gu Xiangyang was screaming and roaring, but he watched those soldiers fall from time to time, his eyes were almost about to spurt blood, and he yelled at those proud puppet soldiers: "A group of brutes, there is a kind of gun against the Japanese, shooting at your own compatriots, what kind of thing are you......?"

"You dirt and eight roads, you are so unconscious when you die!"

"Good birds choose trees to perch, don't you understand? If you know each other, you will surrender obediently, and the imperial army will not treat you badly......"

A group of puppet soldiers laughed and shot at the same time, despising this group of guys who don't know the times, thinking that these guys simply have a problem with their brains - only by following the imperial army can they live, and if they follow the imperial army, can it end well?

"You scum, sooner or later, you will not die well!"

When many soldiers heard these words, they turned around angrily and cursed.

They hate devils, but now, they hate these puppet armies even more!

The Japanese wolf ambition has done how many things that hurt nature and reason, and are inferior to beasts? This group of guys didn't dare to resist, and they didn't want to avenge the compatriots who died tragically under the butcher's knife of the Japanese, and they were willing to be lackeys for the Japanese devils and help them abuse!

They are thinking, if they live to such a shameless and skinless sake, they are afraid that they will be ashamed to kill themselves!

Their angry scolding was echoed by the disdainful laughter of the puppeteers, and a burst of gunfire......

One of the fighters was shot and fell to the ground......

So a group of puppet soldiers laughed even louder: "We don't know if we won't die well, but it's certain that you won't die well-this shot was shot by Lao Tzu, and there is a kind of you coming to bite me, hahaha......"

The puppets were laughing.

Miura and the others laughed back and forth, because an interpreter translated the Eighth Route soldiers and these scolding voices to them, and a group of Japanese soldiers were crazy with joy, and they screamed again and again: "The pig is interesting, interesting, hahaha......"

"Platoon commander, let's not escape, okay?"

Some soldiers roared with tears in their eyes: "Lao Tzu wants to kill these traitors raised by bitch......"

A lot of soldiers agreed, they didn't want to do those devils now, they desperately wanted to kill all these puppet soldiers, lest these guys continue to embarrass Chinese......

"Less nonsense, hurry up!"

Gu Xiangyang gritted his teeth, if he hadn't brought so many brothers, he swore that even if he risked his life, he would rush back and tear the mouths of the group of puppet soldiers who laughed the loudest, but now he only told these soldiers to keep up with the team, because now they are not just trying to escape for their lives, but also shoulder the responsibility of disrupting the judgment of the Japanese army and creating opportunities for the large army to jump out of the encirclement!

Just watching one brother after another die under the guns of those puppet soldiers, fleeing all the way and leaving behind the corpses all the way, that feeling made his heart like a knife.

He didn't know how long the ordeal would last......

"Left, surround the left, don't rush over this group of dirt roads......"

"On the right, it's blocked!"

The puppet soldiers are still shouting, faithfully carrying out the orders conveyed by Miura, every time they see Miura or those Japanese soldiers smiling and giving a thumbs up to themselves and others, the puppet soldiers are like eating ginseng fruit, and they are extremely comfortable......

In the far forest, there are several floating grasses that are trembling slightly.

Zhang Ran, Kang Ting and the others were ambushed under the floating grass, looking at Gu Xiangyang and other hundreds of people fleeing, watching those puppet soldiers helping the Japanese to surround these people, listening to the shameless screams of those puppet soldiers, and gritting their angry steel teeth......

"Brute, I've seen shameless, I've never seen such shameless!"

Huang Hu and several warehouse sailors gritted their teeth and scolded in a low voice.

"Didn't Duan Changdong secretly take refuge in the devil and want to be a traitor, don't you also follow him and prepare to be a traitor?" Shi Yuan and several other fighters said sarcastically.

"We don't know!"

Huang Hu and the other cangs were furious, and they didn't know if they didn't know that Duan Changdong had secretly become a traitor, or that they didn't know that these puppet soldiers who had become traitors could be so shameless......

"Stop talking nonsense, they're already here - ready to fight!"

Zhang Ran saw Gu Xiangyang and the others who were getting closer and closer, and roared!

Everyone was loaded, the pitchers were already surrounded by a bunch of grenades with their backs already open, and some were already holding on to the drawstrings of the mines......