"Your uncle, you run faster than a rabbit, and you're tired to death......"

After a series of high-intensity battles, the fat man's physical strength has bottomed out, and he was tired and out of breath before he chased a few steps, and in desperation, he suddenly heard a burst of "ping-pong bang" gunshots, and the fleeing puppet army fell down instantly, and the fat man hurriedly fell down to avoid stray bullets, and the direction of listening to the gunshots actually came from behind him, and when he turned his head, he saw this dozen or so people chasing the puppet army for a while.

The person who ran at the front was the ** colonel who knocked the fat man unconscious just now, holding a Czech machine gun while chasing and sudden, with excellent marksmanship, and the puppet soldiers who ran slowly were all knocked down by him.

"Battalion Commander Zhang, don't chase after the poor guys, in case the puppet army fights back!" A man wearing the uniform of the Eighth Route Army, with a gun barge gun stuck in his waist, took the 38 style from the fat man, raised the gun and shot, the marksmanship was also good, and he solved a puppet army with one shot, and then shouted to the ** battalion commander who rushed to the front.

"**Brothers, listen to the order, chase me to death, and kill all these two devils!" Battalion Commander Zhang replied loudly, ignoring the advice of the eight roads, and led a few ** soldiers with a Czech machine gun to continue to pursue the fleeing puppet army.

This Balu shook his head and smiled bitterly, lowered his head and was about to talk to the fat man, but he was suddenly startled, and his movements were so fast! The fat man actually got up without him noticing, pulled out the pants of the puppet army's corpse, and put them on himself, and then rummaged through the devil's corpse.

"Little brother, what's your surname?" The smile on the face of this Balu was amiable, and he looked at the fat man with blazing eyes, as if he had seen a treasure.

The fat man continued to rummage through the devil's body, but at last he found the kettle and dry food, and sat down on the ground to eat and drink.

Balu was bored, but the guard next to him scolded the fat man: "Why are you so rude, this is the commander of our independent regiment, even if the division commander sees it, he has to give three points, what are you, shouldn't you call it?" ”

The fat man continued not to bird him, to eat his own and drink his own.

"Xiao Li, why are you so rude? Didn't you see that the head of the regiment was exchanging feelings with this little brother? Go, go and pass on my orders, let the soldiers clean up the battlefield, and don't let go of anything, this is the 38 style of a water! Captain Ma turned his head and glared at his guard, and said.

"Captain ......" Xiao Li felt aggrieved, this fat man put a cold ass on the hot face of the head of the horse, and he gave a lecture for the head of the horse, who did he provoke?

"Get out, if you don't get out, I'll transfer you back to the third regiment immediately!" Head Zhang glared at Xiao Li.

When Xiao Li heard this, his face froze, his face was full of dissatisfaction, and he went to give the order aggrieved.

"Hey, hey." Captain Ma touched his chin and squatted beside the fat man, had nothing to say, and said, "Little brother, your marksmanship is good, who did you learn the gun from?" ”

The fat man drank water with his head held high, and continued not to bird him.

"Little brother, do you want to join our team to fight devils, the Eighth Route Army?" The head of the horse regiment is cheeky and hard to grind.

The fat man's headshot with a gun, the way the mine was buried, how to hit 600 meters, and how to hit 500 meters...... Although Regiment Commander Ma did not come to the scene for the first time, he deduced from the position of the corpse of the devil and the puppet army that this fat man was definitely a genius in hand-to-hand combat.

The person he likes in his old horse is indispensable to get his hands on, just the ability of this fat man, it is not too much to let him be the head of the regiment, he must be pulled over, this fat man is born for the battlefield.

"Don't!" After the fat man drank the water, he answered categorically.

"Why?" Captain Ma was stunned.

"What are you eating on the eight roads? I can't sleep if I'm lazy, I have to, stand guard, and find the approval of the organization to soak a girl, such a team, I'm tired of it! "The fat man has long hated the army, and he has been punished for doing exercises and standing guard to pick up girls, if it weren't for the special brigade to see his repeated meritorious contributions, he would have kicked him out of the army long ago.

"Ahem...... "Of course, Commander Ma knows what the Eighth Route Army eats, in order to capture this genius who is in close combat, Commander Ma decided to lie to people once: "Don't worry, I won't let you go when you go out to stand guard and sentry, as long as you come, little brother, there will be meat to eat." But what is a pickled girl? What's annoying? ”

"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you." The fat man couldn't explain the word "pickle girl" for a while, so he stood up and walked to the side, **, this is his first goal. "Pickled girl" in the Eighth Route Army, saying that it is serious is to molest women from good families, and if it is light, it is messing with the relationship between men and women, which is a dead word.

"I'm tired of staying for a long time," the fat man couldn't explain.

"Little brother, will you think about it again?" Captain Ma hurriedly followed with a cheeky face, and he didn't die until he reached the heart of the Yellow River, and he still didn't die when he reached the heart of the Yellow River.

"Don't think about it!" The fat man's ass moved again, and so on.

"Little brother, as long as you come over, you will be the battalion commander, how about it?" Captain Ma followed with a look of insisting that Qingshan would not relax, and said with a smile. 、

"Not uncommon!" The fat man moved his ass again, and he had to keep his distance from Yalu anyway.

"Hey, I said, don't you know what to do, Lao Tzu is still a regiment leader, do you still want to be a regiment leader?" The head of the horse laughed angrily and followed again.

"Cut, the regiment commander is too small, you can let me be the division commander." The fat man stood up, patted his buttocks, and hurriedly walked away to keep his distance from the head of the horse.

"Division Commander......" Commander Ma is blind, this fat man is simply not salty and oily, and the high-ranking officials are lured and unyielding, could it be ...... The head of the horse slapped his thigh, as if he had thought of something, his eyes were blazing and he looked at the fat man's obscene fat face, nodded mysteriously, and looked at the fat man in wonder.

"Little brother, you are waiting for me, you must wait for me to come back!" The head of the horse ran into the depths of the woods, and after a while, his back disappeared in the woods.

"Neurotic!" The fat man pursed his lips and muttered, and then began to look for whether there were 98k rifle bullets in the corpse of the puppet army, but unfortunately he searched the entire battlefield and did not find 98k ammunition, it seems that the sniper 98k bullets cannot be replenished. I just collected 20 rounds and 38 bullets, and by the way, I packed up the devil grenades.

He is not greedy, because the bullets are too heavy and too heavy, and with his painful physical strength, carrying too many bullets and grenades is a burden.

One hundred 38-type bullets, one hundred 20-like bullets, thirty sniper 98k bullets, five grenades, and a fat devil's bullet belt were easily collected, and they all went in, and after doing all this, he leaned against the tree, sat on the floor and lit himself a Hade Gate, and watched those soldiers of the Eighth Route Army clean up the battlefield.

"If you don't want to die, give me back my 98k!" The fat man closed his eyes and puffed out the smoke ring, and a cold voice suddenly said next to him, and the fat man opened his eyes and saw the ** officer Battalion Commander Zhang who had just been knocked unconscious, holding a Czech-style, black hole muzzle pointed at his head.