The more you go into the ravine, the more people you see in your eyes, there are people on the slopes and in the ravines, Yang Bangzi is so anxious that he doesn't speak, he pulls a face in front of the team like a plague god.

The fifth son didn't know what Director Cheng was talking to Yang Bangzi just now, and he saw that his face was wrong, and he estimated that the enemy situation was very serious, half leaning on the stretcher and squinting his eyes to check the matter, and the pain on his body was not so obvious.

The second bald dragon and the gang of soldiers are the same, looking back at so many people wearing the uniforms of the Eighth Route Army, as well as the villagers everywhere, this is not enough, he always felt that the Eighth Route is very dirty, not as neat as the national army and the devils, I didn't expect that the Eighth Route is hiding so many people in the ravines and ravines! It's an eye-opener!

Especially those female soldiers with armed belts, it made the second bald dragon feel a little itchy, and the gray-faced aunts in the ravine saw a lot, and the female students and female warriors saw it, just like the immortals.

The guys of the Independent Brigade are eye-catching enough! The military uniforms of the devils and the clothes of the puppet army on their bodies look so out of place in the uniforms of the Eighth Route Army, and many soldiers are still wrapped in gauze on their heads, and their bodies and faces are blackened by gunsmoke.

On the road, Yujian wore uniforms, and they all looked at them with strange eyes, and when they walked on the opposite side, they flashed their bodies to make way for them, and the common people didn't mention it, and they were busy hiding aside, and some children wanted to come over to see the rarity, so that the adults slapped them back.

The ditch came to the end, and it was necessary to cross a small slope to reach the depression in front of the root of the mountain, and at the top of the slope, the Yang stick was stopped by someone reaching out. He's thinking about something. He didn't notice someone calling him when he was down the slope. went uphill in a daze, and people pushed their hands to his chest, and then zhanzhu.

was panicked in his heart, and people stopped him, and he raised his hand angrily and slammed the person who stopped him.

The guard regiment of the headquarters of the military region almost fell on its head, and a cordon was set up here to separate the headquarters organs from the organs and organizations stationed outside.

The Guards Regiment was picked up from various units. It is not a casual soldier who can go to the chief's side, he has been a member of the Communist Youth League for at least three generations, and his political appearance is at least three years old, and the party members account for 40% of the entire guard regiment.

It's not enough to have a background and political outlook, don't think about it, if you have more than three years of actual combat experience, and you have also made meritorious contributions and received awards, congratulations, the door of the guard regiment is open to you. It is only open, and it has to be recommended by the leaders of the original troops. Someone above has to fall in love with you, so you have the qualifications to join the guard regiment!

The three words of the guard regiment are one of the places that our soldiers of the Eighth Route Army yearn for the most. The treatment is good, the equipment is good, the promotion is fast, the war loves to rest assured, the hard bones that the general main force can't gnaw, Zuihou's killer weapon is the guard regiment, to put it mildly, the guard regiment is the trump card of the trump card.

Covered with such aura, the soldiers of the guard regiment more or less had their nostrils facing the sky, and they themselves rose into the air. Not to mention that Yang Bangzi's disgraced hand stretched out his hand to stop it, the generals of the division came, and they stopped it with a straight face and waited for the report.

Yang Bangzi was bored in his heart, didn't he make up his own eyes, don't say, this guard is really not ambiguous, he was pulled out more than two meters away, his hand was on the ground, and he jumped back after rubbing, and at the same time, the gun behind his back shook into his hand, pulled the bolt, and the bayonet was brighter.

At the same time, two more fighters jumped from the other two directions, and with one movement, they pulled their guns and bolted their bayonets, and three guns and three bayonets fanned out to stop Yang on the hillside.

"Humph!" Yang Bangzi made a sound in his nose, turned his head to look at the members of the independent brigade who followed behind him, waved his hand, and asked the two vulture dragons to retreat, the old five wanted to get down from the stretcher to persuade them, but they didn't have time!

Yang's stick was still swinging, his head was still turning, and suddenly the idle hand was as fast as lightning, and he was knocking under the muzzle of the gun on the far right, and the soldier holding the gun felt a strong force coming from the muzzle, and his hands were numb, and he almost let go.

It would have been good to let go, he was still holding the gun with all his strength, the hand that knocked the gun had already held the barrel of the gun, and a big foot was kicking him in the stomach, and he couldn't let go of it, and the whole person was like a kite with a broken string, rolling down the slope.

The two soldiers on the side were stunned when they saw their comrades being snatched guns, kicked, flying out, rolling down, and the difficult actions done in one go, and their thinking paused for a fraction of a second, and in his eyes, the guy with a black face and a yellow uniform disappeared!

It's not gone, it's squatting, a back sweeping leg, sweeping the calves and stomachs of these two soldiers, knocking the big tendons of the feet and necks are sore, the legs are stretched forward, the upper body is leaning back, and the body is out of balance.

The soldiers of the guard regiment are still excellent in military quality, their bodies are out of balance, and the guns in their hands have not been dropped, Yang Stick stood up and took advantage of the situation to hold the two guns in his arms, hit the soldiers of the guard regiment with his shoulder, and said: "Go you!" "The two guns were separated from their masters!

The three soldiers rolled from the top of the slope to the bottom of the hill, and below the hillside was the garrison of the guard regiment, and the two battalions were on guard in the north and west respectively, and the battalion in the garrison was only rotated back yesterday to rest, and the three fighters were robbed of their guns and knocked over to the ground, and the fighters who were piled up in twos and threes exploded!

I don't know who shouted: "Bullied to the head of the guard regiment!" Comrades! Dog Beat Day! ”

Yang Stick on the top of the slope heard this shout, sneered twice, threw the three guns in his arms to the team members behind him, patted the soil on his body, and said slowly: "If you are not afraid of death, come up, one counts as one, Lao Tzu will teach you a lesson today!" ”

In the past, there was a saying - cowards are bold, and one or two cowards will be angry, and if someone in a bunch of timid and afraid people will say a word, they will be angry.

But this noisy look menacing, if you want to really get started, there is still a lack of a leader to shoot first, there is a shot, everyone will go together, you see the street fights, the more noisy the more you can't fight, the few people can often drive a large group of people around, that is, there are few people who don't talk nonsense, come up and fight to the death, there are many people no one picks the head to shoot, but scatters and runs away.

When Yang Bangzi was in the mine, he participated in the fight, Jiangxi, Hunan, Sichuan, and Guangxi all had their own leaders and fellow villagers, and they fought with each other in order to fight for their lives, so this kid has long understood this truth, the more noisy he is, the less afraid he is of you!

Standing on the slope with his arms and coldly looking at the dozens of people who rolled their arms and sleeves down the slope, none of them came up after waiting for a while, Yang Bangzi simply sat on the ground, crossed his legs, took out his cigarette purse, lit the cigarette bag and pot, and smoked it, and squinted his eyes from time to time, spit out a green cigarette, and the thief moisturized!

The people down the slope are so angry! Even screaming and scolding, spitting stars flew up and up, but none of them rushed up, they weren't stupid, this guy on the slope handed over the guns of the three people with three punches and two kicks, and the people kicked down the slope, and they didn't know how many bowls of dry rice they ate? Let's wait for someone to get on and then let's go together!

The members of the independent brigade stood there talking and laughing and watched the excitement, and many people from other units and fellow villagers around them also stretched their necks to look at the rarity, and they all said that the guard regiment was a group of bullish people, why did they let people clean it up now? Where did this big black guy come from?

Everyone was talking, the guard regiment was shouting and scolding, the independent brigade was giggling, the second bald dragon and the old five son were whispering, and Yang Bangzi was a bag of cigarettes and a pot was renewed.

"The sun is not high, and there is a lot of rain, which rotten brain bullied Lao Tzu on the dripper!" Hearing these two words, the guards stopped squeaking, and they all dodged out of the way, making way for those who spoke.

As soon as Yang Bangzi heard this accent, he knew that it was the head of the Jiangxi old watch of the guard regiment, this person he knew, a native of Xingguo in Ganzhou, Jiangxi, joined the party in 28 years, one year earlier than he joined the party, and his position was not as frequent as his promotion, but he was the platoon commander of the guard platoon of the Central Military Commission.

The main lord came, Yang Bangzi finished smoking a puff of cigarettes, knocked the cigarette ashes, rolled the cigarette pouch and pot, stood up slowly, and accosted: "Which hemp crutch is stupid and stupid to talk widely!" Disturb Lao Tzu's sleepy eyes! ”

Liu Zhanbiao, the head of the guard regiment, has a violent temper! Yang Bangzi scolded him in Hunan dialect, he understood this, saying that he was like a toad screaming, disturbing Lao Tzu's sleep, and taking advantage of him at once!

Commander Liu is also a person who has led soldiers to fight, not the same as soldiers, he doesn't dare to do anything, he doesn't dare to do anything, he listens to the wrong words, takes off his shirt, rolls up his sleeves and strides up the dirt slope.

The two of them are about the same size, fat and thin, black and white, and from a distance, it looks like a brown bear and a white bear are about to fight!

Those who really know how to fight and the stubble don't have time to say those nonsense, and it's all the old ladies who stand with their waists crossed and shout about it, and the old men don't say a word, their eyes are glaring, they turn around twice, and they fight together as soon as they join hands!

Liu Zhanbiao stretched out his right hand and went straight to Yang Stick's chest, to grab the collar, and his feet were not idle, his right foot kicked the ground, his left leg stepped forward half a step, his thigh bowed slightly, and the back hand of this posture was to grab the waist with his left hand.

Yang stick is a master of wrestling! As soon as I saw the position of the other party's feet and the momentum of the hand, I guessed that this was going to fall with my back, and my heart said that this old boy was black enough, and he would use a big move when he came up! (To be continued......)