"Remember to separate firearms from everyday items. www.biquge.info"After Ye Zhengjun gave instructions to the teenagers, he ran back to Huan Quan's house, and according to his idea, he had to touch the corpse first, so after the battle, he aimed at the corpses of the devil officers.

"The little devil remembered it below, there is a knife on the head of the color word!" Ye Zhengjun squatted on the ground in front of the corpse of the devil lieutenant, spread a rag from nowhere, and began to touch the corpse.

"Devil lieutenant has a lot of good things." Ye Zhengjun looked at the Swiss mechanical watch and pocket watch in his hand, smiled, and unceremoniously put the Swiss watch on his wrist, and the pocket watch naturally put it in his pocket.

"Now Lao Tzu doesn't have to bother to calculate time with the equivalent method." Ye Zhengjun proudly tapped the cover on his wrist, and then searched.

As one trophy after another appeared on the rags, Ye Zhengjun's face burst with laughter, in addition to the two watches, the devil second lieutenant also had a German kerosene lighter, two boxes of old knife brand cigarettes, more than forty oceans and two gold bars.

"Eh, what is this?" Ye Zhengjun took out a booklet with a cowhide bag from the shirt inside the devil's uniform, opened it and looked at it, and suddenly felt a surprise in his heart.

This thing is an officer's diary, also called a telegram record book, which records many military telegrams directly to the commander in chief, although Ye Zhengjun does not know much about Japan, he can half-read and half-guess a lot of information, and he also understands it, and after reading it one by one by moonlight, one of them aroused his interest.

The content of the intelligence probably said that on March 6, a certain unit of the Japanese army would send a batch of steel to Xicun for the construction of the artillery tower.

After reading this information, Ye Zhengjun is really happy, and his hands can't be patted together, good guy, send steel in 3 days, it's really sleepy to meet the pillow With this batch of steel, the plan of making five or six self-made styles can be officially put on the agenda.

After putting away the diary, Ye Zhengjun went to the big wing room again, and finally the loot on the rags was piled up into a hill, and he was satisfied with the whole package and then used the saber of the second lieutenant of the devil to cross the knot horizontally and carry it on his shoulder.

The villagers of Xicun were awakened by the sound of gunfire as early as when the two sides were fighting, and they did not go out when the Japanese army threatened to fight for many days, and now the gunfire has stopped, and the more daring villagers began to go out of the door to inquire about the situation, and Ye Zhengjun saw a lot of running figures on the way back.

The young men of the pioneer platoon were very neat, and when Ye Zhengjun joined them, the battlefield had been cleaned, and Huzi somehow got 2 board trucks and put the captured weapons and daily necessities on them.

"Brother Jun is all right." Outside the devil's barracks, Huzi grinned and reported with a stiff eleventh (crooked handle) light machine gun.

Ye Zhengjun looked at the tiger who was covered with gunpowder and his whole body was full of evil energy, and his eyes swept to see that the others in the vanguard platoon were the same, nodded, and said in his heart, sure enough, blood and fire are the true standards for testing soldiers.

"Take someone to get the gun from the corpse of the devil officer in the traitor's house." Ye Zhengjun patted Huzi on the shoulder and gave an order.

Ye Zhengjun really doesn't look down on the devil officer's Wang Ba box, this thing was ridiculed by American soldiers in the Pacific War for having a broken gun that would cause problems if he committed suicide, but no matter how small the mosquito is, it is meat, and if you don't take it just now, you can't take it.

"Okay." Huzi nodded, put down the crooked handle, didn't say a word, and took Tian Ji to the family of Huan Quan.

"Brother Jun, come on." Huzi Tian Ji had just walked with his front feet, Li Jinrui came up with a cigarette in his mouth, Ye Zhengjun looked at the cigarette roll handed to him, and then looked at Li Jinrui, who was swallowing the clouds and spitting fog, and smiled: "When did you kid learn to smoke?" ”

"I always see that Company Commander Chen has learned early." Li Jinrui smiled and took a puff of cigarette, and then exhaled with a look of enjoyment.

Strictly speaking, Ye Zhengjun doesn't want the soldiers of the pioneer platoon to smoke, this is also a requirement for special soldiers, for fear of letting the enemy take advantage of their weaknesses after being captured.

Ye Zhengjun walked to the cart of daily necessities, put down the trophies, turned around and took the cigarette roll handed by Li Jinrui, who hurriedly lit the fire.

The cigarette was lit, Ye Zhengjun took a deep breath, the smoke entered his lungs and rushed to his brain, and the dopamine secreted by nicotine stimulation by the central nervous system made the restless heart that had just experienced a battle gradually quieted down.

Sure enough, after the war, the feeling of a cigarette was the best, Ye Zhengjun leaned on the wheel of the board with a green breath in his mouth and nose, and said secretly in his heart.

"Brother Jun, the devil's smoke is strong enough, right?" Li Jinrui took out another one and lit it on his mouth as he spoke.

"Well, it's good smoke." Ye Zhengjun nodded, he had to admit that the things of the devils in the early days of the Anti-Japanese War were really powerful, no wonder Company Commander Chen yelled all day long that dry cigarettes were too boring, and this mellow taste was really unstoppable.

After smoking a cigarette, Li Jinrui hurriedly handed over another cigarette, Ye Zhengjun knew that no matter how good things were, they couldn't be excessive, so he waved his hand and refused.

"Boy, beware that pumping too many lungs will turn into a broken bellows." Ye Zhengjun left the cart, patted Li Jinrui on the shoulder with a smile, turned around, and arched his hand in the direction of Huan Quan's family, "Old man Rui came just in time." ”

Under the moonlight, Yulan slowly came out of the shadows with the help of Old Man Rui, Huzi and Tian Ji followed behind them with the Wang Ba box, and finally followed by a few middle-aged people.

The things of the old ancestor are really magical, Ye Zhengjun looked at the old man Rui and his party who were gradually approaching, and praised the guidance technique again in his heart, and the enhanced senses could be heard from afar The footsteps and the unique sound made when the crutches were stationed.

"Boy, isn't the Eighth Route Army known as the people's army, how can it beat people." Old Man Rui walked up to Ye Zhengjun and scolded.

Ye Zhengjun was stunned when he heard this, his eyes swept back, and he saw that the middle-aged man behind Huzi Tian Ji had a blue nose and swollen face, and there were obvious footprints on the linen clothes on his body.

"Brother Jun, they did it first." Huzi walked up to Ye Zhengjun with Tian Ji with an unconvinced face and spoke.

It turned out that when the two of them went to get the gun according to the instructions, they met these middle-aged people, and they were also shooting the idea of shooting.

After hearing the reason, Ye Zhengjun half-squinted his eyes swept down the middle-aged people who lowered their heads, and then looked at Old Man Rui, and then raised his sword eyebrows and patted Huzi's shoulder, and said, "Next time you encounter this situation, you will be beaten, and I will bear it if something happens." ”

"Thank you, Brother Jun." Huzi smiled shyly, and took Tian Ji to put the Wang Ba box in his hand on the cart and stepped aside to laugh with Li Jinrui.

Old Man Rui glared at the few middle-aged people behind him, turned his head to Ye Zhengjun, who was full of care, and said, "Boy, how are you going to settle us?" ”

"Move to Yujia Town." Ye Zhengjun's face was stunned and replied without thinking.

The aftermath has already been thought about in my heart, most of the houses in Yujia Town are empty because of the war, and Xicun can't stay here, and the devil who sent the steel came 3 days later and found that the entire team of people was dead, and the villagers would definitely become the target of anger.

In the same way, Old Man Rui also understood it in his heart, otherwise he would not have come to ask Ye Zhengjun how to settle it.

Originally, Ye Zhengjun planned to mobilize the people after sorting out the spoils, but it happened that the old man Rui, a respected person in the village, came, and the effect of the old man's mobilization must be stronger than his own, so Ye Zhengjun said it was just right.

The old man had no objection to this proposal, and he didn't bother at the moment, and quickly gathered the villagers, brought all the things they could bring, and followed Ye Zhengjun and the others towards Yujia Town.

Yulan's residence, the old man Rui got up and walked out of the house with the help of Yulan when the gunshots and grenades exploded, and the powerful man Huan picked off his tendons because Ye Zhengjun was afraid that he would make some trouble after he left, and now he was lying on the floor of the house like a dead pig.

"Old man, why don't you rest in bed?" Ye Zhengjun, who arrived at the residence, hurriedly put down the loot on his shoulders,