Chapter 3: Jiro Aoki
This day is very comfortable, Han Lie's grandfather usually takes care of Han Lie very much, and it is very warm to Han Lie, because in that world over there, Han Lie has never seen his grandfather from childhood to adulthood. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
According to Han Lie's parents in that world, Han Lie's grandfather used to be a soldier, but later died in battle after performing a special mission. Han Lie felt very sorry that he didn't even see his grandfather with his own eyes.
Han Lie followed the fat man out hunting or touching the terrain in the mountains every day, in case he fought with the devil in the future, we didn't want to win, at least the terrain had to be familiar.
I heard that the Eighth Route Army was not the best at guerrilla warfare or tunnel warfare, and Han Lie had seen it in books when he was reading before, and he thought it was particularly awesome at the time.
Han Lie used to often pull a group of friends in the dormitory to go to the wild to play real CF, and since he arrived here, Han Lie sighed several times: "I don't know how those three bastards are doing now?" ”
Han Lie didn't know what the three of them would think when they found out that Han Lie was no longer in that world.
Maybe Han Lie told anyone that he had crossed over, who would believe this kind of thing that only exists in TV series or novels, and everyone in rotation would think that you ran out of Aoyama Neurological Hospital.
Han Lie now wants to get a good sniper rifle, because he has this shotgun in his hand now, and it's okay to hunt, in case he encounters a real devil, if the gun is not good, it really won't work, because this is not what the game says to rely on technology to win.
Han Lie really wants to have a plug-in or something, because according to the general time travel drama, there is usually a plug-in for time travel.
But God didn't seem to give Han Lie face, so he threw him on this mountain, and he was isolated from the world, but what kind of backward weapons were there?
But Han Lie and the fat man didn't know that there was a team of people coming down from the mountain at this time, and if you looked at their clothes, they were sure that this was the Eighth Route Army.
Familiar clothes, familiar guns, they obviously had just finished fighting, some of the fighters were scarred, and some of the soldiers were walking with the support of others.
Other soldiers lay on stretchers for other soldiers to carry, and an officer at the head of the front shouted to the tired soldiers behind him as he walked: "Comrades are working harder, and we will reach the base area by bypassing this mountain." ”
"Huzi, you go to the back section to see if there are any devil's chasers." The officer patted the guard company soldier next to him and said.
"Yes, Captain!" The soldier of the guard company, who was called Huzi, saluted, and then walked back with his gun.
They had just come down from the battlefield and been sent to the rear, and they had less than 500 men left, just about the strength of a battalion.
When retreating, they encountered the devil's pursuers again, and after fighting for a while, there were less than 300 people left. This becomes the strength of three platoons.
They now need to transport the seriously wounded fighters to the rear for medical treatment.
"Report to the regiment commander, there are no pursuers behind." Just now, the tiger of the guard company chased after him from behind and reported to the officer in charge.
The head of the officer corps gasped, and then said: "Huzi, let the soldiers rest in place, Zheng Sancang, you are on alert"
The soldiers of the Eighth Route Army sat down to rest, they took out the water bottle from their waists and drank it one after another, they were so tired that they ran for half a day.
That Zheng Sanpao brought a few guard companies to stand guard nearby. They were on guard while resting.
On the side of the devil's chaser, "Yaga, you group of waste, it's just too embarrassing for the empire, and not a single small remnant of the army can't catch up." ”
A ghost co-captain scolded at his subordinates, and several captains lowered their heads one after another, they understood the temper of their co-captain.
The co-captain's name is Jiro Aoki, a Japanese samurai, a fierce Japanese devil who participated in the Nanjing Massacre.
He was a heroic officer in Nanjing, so he was promoted, and he always felt that the Chinese were inferior creatures, and he enjoyed the taste of slaughter.
He was the only one in the Aoki family who was joining the army and was still a wing captain, which made his family feel honored.
His family has always had no place in the army, and his family members are often killed by gangsters, and he needs to prove himself to his family and the army.
But now he couldn't catch up with the remnants of the enemy's army, and since he came to China to participate in the war, he felt that it was a shame, and he kept scolding his subordinates.
"You should all cut yourselves." Jiro Aoki scolded. Suddenly, a traitor in yellow leather shouted as he ran
"Taijun, I found the traces of that group of Tuba Road, near Huya Mountain." The traitor ran to Jiro Aoki and blew, apparently running.
Aoki Jiro heard the traitor's words, then looked at the adjutant beside him and said, "Yamazaki-kun, bring the map." ”
Kazujun Yamazaki quickly brought the map and handed it to Jiro Aoki, who unfolded it and looked at it for a while with his adjutant Kazujun Yamazaki.
"Zhu Sang, you have a great credit, you personally lead the way." Jiro Aoki was very pleased with the news. He's already going to kill him. The traitor who was praised by Jiro Aoki was very proud.
"Assemble, the whole army will follow me," Aoki Jiro shouted. He must personally behead the enemy officer, and he must not let the military department look down on him.
"Turn left!" Kazujun Yamazaki commanded in place of Jiro Aoki, and then looked at Jiro Aoki after gathering.
"Attack!" Jiro Aoki shouted. An entire wing made a sortie near Huya Mountain.
The Eighth Route Army under Huya Mountain had already begun to rush after resting, and they were afraid that the devil's pursuers would come, so they left in advance.
By the time Jiro Aoki's wing arrived, it was long gone.
"Yaga, didn't you say there's a branch of the man around here, bastard! Are you an undercover agent sent by the Chi Na people? Jiro Aoki lifted the traitor Zhu Gui up.
He was afraid that Zhu Gui would lure them here, and then the troops in ambush nearby would kill him, and the terrain here was very suitable for ambushes.
"Taijun, I am loyal to you, I can't betray you. The group of dirt eight roads may have run ahead of schedule. It may be because Tae-kun's bravery made them feel powerless and ran ahead of schedule"
Zhu Gui struggled and said, he didn't want to die, he was just a traitor to live. He tried to tout Jiro Aoki.
Aoki Jiro didn't stop killing Zhu Gui because of his praise, but threw him aside and then showed his katana and hung it around Zhu Gui's neck.
Zhu Gui's pants got wet all of a sudden, and he shouted: "Taijun, don't kill me, I really didn't betray you." "Trembling.
"Zhu Sang, I know that you will definitely not betray me, so I give you a task, you must find this group of people for me, if you can't find it, you will die."
After Aoki Jiro finished speaking, he took back the katana, and Aoki Jiro would definitely not kill him, because Zhu Gui was still a little useful to Aoki Jiro now.
Zhu Gui nodded after listening: "Hi", after all, Zhu Gui stayed to learn to speak Japanese. He thought it was an opportunity.
Zhu Gui's mother and daughter-in-law committed suicide because Zhu Gui felt that she couldn't face her ancestors after she became a traitor, but Zhu Gui's traitorous life was decided.
Zhu Gui felt that his opportunity to make meritorious contributions had come, and they didn't notice that Han Lie and the fat man on the hillside were watching them and observing their every move.