"Zhenyu, what's the situation ahead, is it the little devil's army?" Seeing Fang Zhenyu's angry face and the others rushed to him, Zhang Dongbei had roughly guessed some of the situation over there.

Before he had time to take a breath, Fang Zhenyu said angrily: "Fuck the little devils are slaughtering the people in the village in front, brigade commander, hurry up and give an order, go over and kill these little devils." ”

"All of them, temporarily change the battle plan, target the village at the end of the woods in front, kill all the little devils in front of me, and leave no one behind." Zhang Dongbei was also angry, he thought that some militiamen and little devils were firing, but he didn't expect that it was the little devils who were slaughtering the people.

Everyone roared in unison, and they all followed Zhang Dongbei and ran towards the end of the woods.

"Zhenyu, how many people are there in this gang of little devils?" Zhang Dongbei asked Fang Zhenyu beside him as he ran.

"There are about a hundred people. It should be a small detachment of little devils. Fang Zhenyu recalled and reported to Zhang Dongbei.

"Okay, wait a minute, none of these little devils are allowed to let go, if anyone lets go of a little devil, I will definitely not spare him. Get up to speed. Saying that, he slipped out of the distance.

The village at the end of the forest is called Zhaozhuang, which is a small village around Quyang County, but this small village also has another identity, that is, one of the bases behind the enemy of the Eighth Route Army. It's just that this time the Eighth Route Army transferred almost all the troops in order to attack Xuzhou, and the militia self-defense force was left in the village, plus there was no leader of the Eighth Route Army, so that when the little devil arrived, he didn't get the news in time, and was surrounded by the little devil in the village. And the reason why the little devils will besiege the village is not because the little devils found Zhaozhuang, the base behind the enemy of the Eighth Route Army, but that the little devils suffered a defeat in Xuzhou, and the little devils who could not conquer Xuzhou could only take the villagers of these villages out of anger, and could not defeat the main force of the Eighth Route Army, they could only search for the remnants of the Eighth Route Army in various villages, and whenever they caught one or two seriously injured Eighth Route Army or slaughtered the people of a village, they would report to the above to exterminate hundreds of lies such as the Eighth Route Army.

And the little devils have been so atrocity and rebellious during this time, and they haven't gotten any news outside, because these little devils will slaughter the villagers in the villages they pass by, and the villages where the wounded of the Eighth Route Army are found will not be spared, and they will not let go of the villages where the wounded of the Eighth Route Army are not found. In this way, nearly a month passed, and the little devils took crazy revenge on the Chinese people in the villages around their respective stations. And if it weren't for Zhang Dongbei's sudden idea of attacking the little devil's airfield this time, who would have thought that the little devil would be so lost.

In the first battle of Xuzhou City, the Eighth Route Army gathered more than 200,000 troops to defeat the 600,000 troops of the little devil and successfully captured Xuzhou City, which not only made Yu himself frightened, but also made the world realize the power of the Chinese again. In the first battle of Xuzhou, the little devils were indeed scared, but this group of dog mongrels did not dare to fight against the main force of the Eighth Route Army, but they had the courage to bully the people. In the face of the unarmed people, they do not have the slightest feeling of guilt. They imagined these ordinary people as the main force of the Eighth Route Army when they were in their hearts, and then they were regaining their lost self-confidence over and over again.

"Say, is there any Eighth Route Army in the village, as long as you tell me honestly and hand over the Eighth Route Army to us, I can guarantee your safety." A young man stood on the high ground of the threshing floor at the entrance of the village and said loudly to the people in the square. In front of him there were already two corpses of villagers.

Looking at the ordinary people who stood there with a gloomy face and did not dare to make the slightest move, this young officer showed a mocking look on his face, as if he had regarded all these villagers as the main force of the Eighth Route Army captured by him.

"Say, why didn't anyone tell me the whereabouts of the Eighth Route Army, do you all want these two people to end up the same?" That Shao Zuo laughed and laughed.

"What are you laughing at, you're laughing at a fart. If our village really wants to have the Eighth Route Army, will you little devils still dare to come to us to spread wild? You've been scared for a long time. Now you know that the main force of the Eighth Route Army has all gone to Xuzhou, but you little devils have come to the village to kill the people, you guys who have no seeds, you are embarrassed to pretend to find the whereabouts of the Eighth Route Army here, which is simply a shame for your ancestors. You bastards are not qualified to fight the Eighth Route Army at all. An old man saw the arrogance of Shao Zuo's smile, and directly sarcastically sneered at this guy.

"Baga, you old immortal, what do you say? Don't you want to live? The young man drew his saber and walked towards the old man, Bingsen's gaze made the old man feel like he had been slashed by a knife.

However, the old man did not have a look of fear on his face, but puffed up his chest and laughed a few times before saying: "I have lived for decades, and even if I die today, I have already lived enough." Little devil, if you kill your grandfather now, you have a kind. As he spoke, he took a step forward, without a trace of fear at all.

The young man seemed to be completely enraged by the old man. scolded loudly: "Baga, since you are so immortal, then I will send you to see the king of Hades." As he spoke, he raised his sword and prepared to slash at the top of the old man's head.

"Ding!" There was a crisp sound, and the adjutant knife that Shao Zuo raised above his head broke in response.

"Eight, fuck you. Little devil, you don't want to find the Eighth Route Army, grandpa and I are. Grandpa, I want to see what you want to do. With the words, Zhang Dongbei appeared in front of everyone. The oil paint on his face has completely concealed his true face, and outsiders can't recognize his appearance at all.

The saber in the hand of the army was interrupted by a shot, which startled him, and suddenly found that from the woods at the entrance of the village, a big man with a colorful face suddenly appeared, and he claimed to be the Eighth Route Army, and fell to the ground directly.

The embarrassment of the Shao Zuo fell so badly that it immediately caused a burst of laughter among the villagers, although they were still being pointed at themselves with a gun by the little devil, but seeing the usually invincible little devil being frightened, everyone didn't care that they were still in danger now, and they all shouted happily in their hearts.

"Laugh at anything, shut up for me, don't you all want to live?" The young man got up from the ground, and the reason why he reverted to his previous ferocity was because he saw only one person coming. Even if this person's marksmanship is accurate, he has more than 100 people here, which is more than enough to deal with an Eighth Route Army.

After shouting at the villagers, Shaozuo turned his head to Zhang Dongbei and smiled: "You are the Eighth Route Army? Sure enough, it's good. A person dares to run out and die, since you are looking for death yourself, then I will fulfill you. ”

Zhang Dongbei snorted coldly and said, "Looking for? I'm not looking for, are you looking for? I'll take you to find it later. ”

That Shaozuo's Chinese is not very good, and it is impossible to distinguish the tongue curl in Chinese, so Zhang Dongbei also learned his voice to say it again.

Although that Shaozuo was not very good at Chinese, he also knew that Zhang Dongbei was laughing when he spoke, and immediately roared angrily: "Baga, shoot me, and beat this eight roads into a hornet's nest for me." As soon as he gave the order, the little devil standing behind him immediately aimed his gun at Zhang Dongbei. But just when the muzzles of these little devils were just aimed at Zhang Dongbei, Zhang Dongbei raised his empty hand, his little finger and ring finger were bent, and his index and middle fingers were stretched out to aim at the little devil behind Shaozuo, and then a low voice came out of his mouth.

"Smack!"

As Zhang Dongbei's deep voice sounded, something unthinkable happened, only to see one of the little devils behind Shaozuo fall to the ground, and his body twitched on the ground a few times before he was silent. The young man turned his head to look at the dead little devil, and his eyebrows flicked. In an instant, his body stiffened. Having just recovered from the fear, the nerves were once again in greater fear.

This sudden change directly frightened all the little devils. Because all of them saw it clearly, Zhang Dongbei didn't have a gun in his hand at all, but just used his fingers to make a gesture in the shape of a gun, and then made a sound with his mouth, but it was such a little kid who played with the actions of the house, and he really killed one of his comrades-in-arms. This made those little devils completely stupid.

Can Fingers Kill? Could it be that this Eighth Route Army is a ghost? The people of China have always called us little devils, but they are the real ghosts. Those little devils all thought the same thing in their hearts, and they stood there one by one without moving, looking at Zhang Dongbei with dull eyes.

Zhang Dongdong's face was covered with oil paint at this time, and he was wearing camouflage uniforms, if it was at night, those little devils would have been scared a long time ago, it was because it was broad daylight, they were not so scared after seeing Zhang Dongbei, but just now Zhang Dongdong's finger killed them They really saw it, except for the reason that Zhang Dongbei was a ghost, they really couldn't think of any reasonable reason to explain why Zhang Dongdong's fingers could shoot bullets.

"Are you a human or a ghost? Why can you shoot my soldiers with your fingers? That Shao Zuo tried to make his voice sound less trembling, but no matter how much he controlled it, his words were still said intermittently, obviously frightened.

"Boom! Aren't you little devils? Are you still afraid that I will not succeed? Zhang Dongbei deliberately suppressed his voice very low, and then pinched his throat to say the tone as sharp as possible, which would give people a feeling of fluctuation.

Hearing this voice, Shao Zuo's body had already begun to tremble. But a little devil behind him suddenly roared: "I don't care if you are a human or a ghost, I don't believe that my gun can't kill you." Look at the guns! As he spoke, he prepared to raise his gun again and aim at Zhang Dongbei.

"Smack!"

A low voice came from Zhang Dongdong's mouth again, and the shouting little devil suddenly felt like an electric shock, his body convulsed and fell to the ground, and blood gushed out from the corners of his mouth. The bullet went straight through his neck.

"Uncle ghost, uncle ghost spares his life. We don't mean to offend you, you have a lot of adults, no, it's a big ghost with a lot of them, let us go. That Shao Zuo saw that another subordinate died under Zhang Dongdong's pistol for no reason, and he couldn't care much more, so he directly threw himself on the ground and kowtowed to Zhang Dongbei. When the rest of the little devils saw their bosses kneeling, they all knelt down and kowtowed. For a time, more than 100 little devils in the square all knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, and the scene was so spectacular.