79 Readings. A small soldier of the Japanese army shouted: He has no bullets, catch me alive, the puppet army stopped and fled, and slowly approached, at this moment, Song Jiliu ran quickly, Jiliu ran up, Jiliu put his jacket up while running, and changed into bullets,

Just when the puppet army was about to catch up, Captain Song shot fiercely and killed the puppet army led by him, and the remaining Japanese troops and puppet troops fled into the turret, only shooting out from the hole in the wall, and did not dare to come out.

After a long time, there was no gunfire in the turret, the scene was very quiet, Song Jiliu looked slowly with the help of the cover body, and saw that the Japanese soldiers did not dare to show their heads, so he took away the guns of several Japanese soldiers who were killed, and quickly evacuated with the guns.

In the evening, Song Jiliu was walking on the street of Nansangou Village, Qingkou, Ganyu, and saw several Japanese soldiers, and one person quickly hid in the alley.

The scene of the Japanese army robbing things in the village: some grabbed baskets, some grabbed grain, some grabbed chickens, some drove sheep and pigs, and some were fighting ordinary people while robbing things.

After the Japanese army left, several ordinary people gathered together and scolded in a low voice, Song Jiliu came out of the alley, clenched his fists, and his eyes were dripping blood.

The moon was obscured by clouds, and the barking of dogs was heard in the distance,

In the little devil Xingzhuang stronghold, the guns of the Japanese army are all set up together and placed at the door of the stronghold, and these bad things are gathered together, barbecuing, drinking wine, talking and laughing loudly,

Song Jiliu quietly approached the stronghold alone, pulled the gun away one by one, and buried it in the haystack, Song Jiliu hid the gun, accidentally stepped on the tile, and made a sound, a Japanese army came to check, Song Jiliu hid behind the haystack, took advantage of the Japanese army's inattention, twisted his neck from behind, and the others heard the movement and hurried to get the gun,

So, Song Jiliu suddenly jumped out of the grass, holding two guns, and shouted: "I'm Song Jiliu, raise your hand,"

"Mom, run,......"

There was a Japanese soldier who wanted to escape, but as soon as he ran, he was shot dead by Song Jiliu, and the rest of the people surrendered obediently.

Song Jiliu pointed to a Japanese soldier: "Yours, hurry up, take off the bandages on their legs, and tie their hands together,"

The Japanese did not dare to disobey, so they had to do so, and one of the Japanese soldiers muttered: "Eight grids...... Give Lao Tzu some loose ......"

Song Jiliu heard it, grabbed his hair, leaned his face to him, gritted his teeth and said: "It's not fucking difficult for you to serve, Lao Tzu is here to kill, not to toast,"

After Song Jiliu finished speaking, he kicked it up, and the Japanese army flew out, and his head hit the wall and died.

"Quack," Song Jiliu, "Grandma's, it's really not going to fight, I don't have the strength yet,

"Spare your life," the others lowered their heads one after another, squatting on the ground, and muttered in their mouths, "Song Daxia spare,"

Song Jiliu held a gun and escorted a group of people to the coastal area of the Eighth Route Army.

There were a few puppet soldiers and little devils who came to the village to grab things, and met Jiliu Yi,

"Stop," Song shouted, I'm Song Jiliu,

"Mom......" These enemies immediately threw their things away, and quickly knelt down and begged for mercy, "Song Daxia, spare your life, we don't dare anymore,"

Wugou Village, the Eighth Route Army's Binhai District Station, the Eighth Route Army is in a meeting, political commissar Tang Liang is analyzing the current situation and determining the combat mission, Tang Liang faces the combat map, circles all the Japanese garrison artillery towers in the Binhai District, Song Jiliu is sitting in the innermost part of the room, his hands are on his waist, and his eyes are staring straight at the door,

Tang Liang: "Now that the all-out war of resistance has begun, according to the instructions of the superiors, we must end all the artillery towers of the Japanese army in our district in the shortest possible time, and give a comprehensive blow to the Japanese devils, so let's study the next battle plan,"

"Okay," Commander Chen Shiyu, "The turrets of these strongholds are all centered on the Xingzhuang Turret, so I think that as long as the Xingzhuang Fort is eliminated, the other stronghold turrets will be like flies without a head, and it will be easy to end them without a leading army,"

"That's the case," Tang Liang said, Comrade Chen Shiyu's proposal is very good, but this time the task is arduous, and I haven't found a suitable candidate yet, what do you think?"

"Captain Song" Chen Shiyu said with a thumbs up, "I suggest that this mission be completed by the first squadron of the Ganyu Martial Arts Brigade alone,"

"Okay, this Ganyu Martial Arts Brigade, that is, the Fifth Martial Arts Brigade of my Binhai Naval District, the deputy captain is the famous Captain Song,"

"Okay, we can rest assured with this old Comrade Song,"

The others nodded,

"Okay," Chen Shiyu said after a little thought, "This mission will be handed over to the martial arts team, remember, this mission is very important, once it fails, it will attract the enemy's great attention, and when the time comes, it will not be so easy to end the turret, so this mission, only succeed, not failure, understand?"

"Yes, understood," Song Jiliu hit a righteous path,

Outside the village, in the western area, the flame of an oil lamp was beating, and the sound of speech kept coming out.

Song Jiliu: "Comrade Old Han, Commander Chen and Political Commissar Tang have entrusted us with such a difficult task, we will do everything we can to do it well, otherwise we will lose the face of our martial arts team,"

"Can't be wrong," Han Chenglin, "The Xingzhuang Artillery Tower is easy to defend and difficult to attack, the south is the Fujimoto Brigade Headquarters, the north is the concentration camp of the Japanese army and the puppet army, the east is the Yellow Sea, and there is only a big road in the west, so there is no return,"

"Don't be afraid," Qi Xueqin, a young female member of the martial arts team, "I'll go, sacrifice me can save thousands of people, it's worth my death,"

"No," Song Jiliu said, "Comrade Xueqin, you don't need to go, sit down, I haven't finished speaking, you follow the nonsense,"

Song Jiliu and Han Chenglin walked out of the melon shed at the same time and walked around outside the melon shed.

Outside the melon shed, the insects are chirping, and the stars in the sky are twinkling and twinkling,

"Old Song," Wu Guangshan, a member of the martial arts team, held the watermelon, "Captain, I can't think of it, don't think about it yet, come, eat watermelon, there are more ways than difficulties,"

Pi Yongxin, a member of the martial arts team: "Who said no, yes, eat a good watermelon to kill the little devil,"

The watermelon was put on the table, team member Pi Yongxin picked up the knife, and everything, the watermelon "bang" cracked,

Song Jiliu picked up the watermelon, took a bite, and suddenly slapped his thigh happily and said, "I have a way,"

Early the next morning, outside the Xingzhuang stronghold, in the summer scene, there were insects barking in the fields, the dogs in the countryside were sticking out their tongues, and the leaves were wilted.

A member of the First Squadron of the Fifth Armed Brigade of the Binhai Naval District of the Eighth Route Army shouted at the Japanese army: He has no bullets, catch me alive, the puppet army stopped and fled, and slowly approached, at this moment, Song Jiliu ran up quickly, Jiliu ran while running and put on his jacket and changed it into bullets.

Just when the puppet army was about to catch up, Captain Song shot fiercely and killed the puppet army led by him, and the remaining Japanese troops and puppet troops fled into the turret, only shooting out from the hole in the wall, and did not dare to come out.

After a long time, there was no gunfire in the turret, the scene was very quiet, Song Jiliu looked slowly with the help of the cover body, and saw that the Japanese soldiers did not dare to show their heads, so he took away the guns of several Japanese soldiers who were killed, and quickly evacuated with the guns.

In the evening, Song Jiliu was walking on the street of Nansangou Village, Qingkou, Ganyu, and saw several Japanese soldiers, and one person quickly hid in the alley.

The scene of the Japanese army robbing things in the village: some grabbed baskets, some grabbed grain, some grabbed chickens, some drove sheep and pigs, and some were fighting ordinary people while robbing things.

After the Japanese army left, several ordinary people gathered together and scolded in a low voice, Song Jiliu came out of the alley, clenched his fists, and his eyes were dripping blood.

The moon was obscured by clouds, and the barking of dogs was heard in the distance,

In the little devil Xingzhuang stronghold, the guns of the Japanese army are all set up together and placed at the door of the stronghold, and these bad things are gathered together, barbecuing, drinking wine, talking and laughing loudly,

Song Jiliu quietly approached the stronghold alone, pulled the gun away one by one, and buried it in the haystack, Song Jiliu hid the gun, accidentally stepped on the tile, and made a sound, a Japanese army came to check, Song Jiliu hid behind the haystack, took advantage of the Japanese army's inattention, twisted his neck from behind, and the others heard the movement and hurried to get the gun,

So, Song Jiliu suddenly jumped out of the grass, holding two guns, and shouted: "I'm Song Jiliu, raise your hand,"

"Mom, run,......"

There was a Japanese soldier who wanted to escape, but as soon as he ran, he was shot dead by Song Jiliu, and the rest of the people surrendered obediently.

Song Jiliu pointed to a Japanese soldier: "Yours, hurry up, take off the bandages on their legs, and tie their hands together,"

The Japanese did not dare to disobey, so they had to do so, and one of the Japanese soldiers muttered: "Eight grids...... Give Lao Tzu some loose ......"

Song Jiliu heard it, grabbed his hair, leaned his face to him, gritted his teeth and said: "It's not fucking difficult for you to serve, Lao Tzu is here to kill, not to toast,"

After Song Jiliu finished speaking, he kicked it up, and the Japanese army flew out, and his head hit the wall and died.

"Quack," Song Jiliu, "Grandma's, it's really not going to fight, I don't have the strength yet,

"Spare your life," the others lowered their heads one after another, squatting on the ground, and muttered in their mouths, "Song Daxia spare,"

Song Jiliu held a gun and escorted a group of people to the coastal area of the Eighth Route Army.

There were a few puppet soldiers and little devils who came to the village to grab things, and met Jiliu Yi,

"Stop," Song shouted, I'm Song Jiliu,

"Mom......" These enemies immediately threw their things away, and quickly knelt down and begged for mercy, "Song Daxia, spare your life, we don't dare anymore," (..)

( Biography of Chinese and Foreign Heroes )