How did Li Yunlong know that he was hanging a sharp sword over his head, and it was about to be chopped off. He's thinking about marrying a wife.

There are no formalities to get married during the war, and even if there is a witness, it is approved, and the two are husband and wife when they are together.

As early as two years ago, the troops of the Independent Regiment were dispersed, with a radius of several hundred miles, a company here, a platoon there, each doing its own thing, and only in rare cases did the cadres be summoned to Zhaojiayu for a meeting. During the Wild Wolf Valley ambush, a battalion was assembled, which was the largest gathering since the division of the independent regiment.

There is only one guard platoon in Zhaojiayu Village, where the regiment headquarters is located, and there are also staff officers and miscellaneous personnel of the regiment headquarters. When they first entered the village, Zhao Gang and Zhu Ziming, the security officer of the regiment headquarters, had sifted through the permanent population of this small village of less than 100 households, and it seemed that they did not find any suspicious people. But Zhao Gang never expected that this security officer Zhu Ziming was a spy lurking inside the Independent Regiment. His experience as a spy is very ordinary, and there is nothing thrilling about it. In a counter-sweep in 1940, he was captured while on a solo mission, and he couldn't bear it without a few whips during interrogation, so he defected to the enemy and was developed into an intelligence officer by the Japanese intelligence department. When he returned to the unit, no one noticed, because it took him more than ten hours from being captured, mutinied, and accepting the mission. In fact, the Japanese intelligence department developed him as an undercover agent at that time was just a routine, and did not pay attention to him at all, as Li Yunlong's independent regiment became more and more famous in the northwest of Shanxi, Zhu Ziming's value became more and more rising, and finally became a sweet tooth, but there were many times when the troops acted collectively, and it was difficult for Zhu Ziming to find an opportunity to send intelligence, otherwise, ten Li Yunlong would also make people cut off their heads.

The wedding was held in the regimental headquarters in a noisy manner, there was no ceremony, the cook Lao Wang filled a pot of boiled vegetables with a basin, cabbage radish and canned braised beef stewed together, fragrant and drooling. Everyone hasn't seen it for a long time, and they are all hungry, and they all think that Zhao Gang's opening remarks are nonsense, marrying a daughter-in-law, but a man and a woman can legally sleep on a kang, and block everyone's mouths with a meal, saving some people from talking about irbalance in their hearts, why are they talking so much nonsense?

Zhao Gang said a few words, but he also felt that it was nonsense, so he picked up the wine cup and said: "Everyone brings it up, and the first glass of wine is given to the newlyweds, wishing them happiness and happiness, and they will grow old and dry." ”

Everyone drank it all.

Zhao Gang suddenly sighed: "Lao Li, you should be content, the girl Xiuqin doesn't think our Eighth Route Army is poor, marry you poor bastard, you burned high incense in your last life." What do you have? If you want money or not, you don't have good looks, except for a big head, it's simply unremarkable. ”

Everyone laughed, Xiuqin bowed her head shyly and said nothing, Li Yunlong said with a big grin: "It's because of our big head that she takes a fancy to us, isn't it?" Xiuqin. Besides, who will she marry if she doesn't marry me? If you want to marry a landlord, you don't have a chance. ”

Xiuqin punched Li Yunlong hard in laughter.

Zhao Gang said: "This second glass of wine, I want to apologize to Comrade Xiuqin on behalf of the whole regiment, today is your big day, but our whole regiment can't even take out a decent dress." What bride doesn't have a floral dress? Today I rummaged through everyone's belongings, and I thought it would be nice for anyone to have a decent furoshiki. It's a shame I didn't find anything. I've really wronged you, the independent regiment owes you a favor first, and when the devil is defeated, we will tie up eight sedan chairs with colored silk and make up for you again. ”

Everyone was silent, and Xiuqin said with tears in her eyes: "Political commissar, look at what you said, I have no father or mother since I was a child, and I sold it to others as a child daughter-in-law, but I never dreamed that there would be today." All the comrades of the regiment are my relatives, I am a member of the independent regiment in life, and I am a ghost of the independent regiment in death, what am I not satisfied with? ”

Zhao Gang continued: "The third glass of wine, or to Xiuqin's sister-in-law, on behalf of the whole group, I hope to my sister-in-law, our independent regiment will be strong, there is a shortage of people, if Xiuqin's sister-in-law can give Lao Li ten or eight sons, our independent regiment can make up one more class." Of course, this is not a matter of one person, it depends on whether Lao Li has the ability. ”

Li Yunlong stood up and arched his hand to everyone in laughter: "This should be no problem, please see the action." Xiuqin, who is usually spicy, was so ashamed that she almost got into the table at this time.

Zhao Gang instructed: "Lao Wang, bring the pasted cakes, and everyone eats." ”

Li Yunlong asked dissatisfiedly: "Lao Zhao, why are these three glasses of wine finished?" Don't we still have wine? Why are you so picky and searching? Defeat Lao Tzu's prosperity. Lao Wang, bring the wine. ”

Zhao Gang said categorically: "No, only three cups, this is already an exception." We have a division of labor, you have the final say in military matters, and I have the final say in life matters. ”

Li Yunlong was very disappointed, and he ate a cake in anger and stopped eating it. Several staff officers didn't know each other, and shouted that they wanted to make trouble in the cave room, Li Yunlong glared angrily: "Make a fart, get out of the way!" ”

Everyone dispersed in displeasure. Zhao Gang was not moved at all, and only said: "Lao Li, you don't give me a face, if you have the ability, you can sit here for a night tonight, don't enter the cave room." ”

Li Yunlong said ruthlessly: "Lao Tzu has been unlucky in his life, when he meets a political commissar like you, he even manages drinking,, don't think that Lao Tzu will go to the kang when he sees his daughter-in-law, Lao Tzu will sit with him tonight, what is there?" ”

Zhao Gang said: "It's your business to go to the kang or not, I can't care about it, if you want to be angry, it's better to carry a rifle to stand guard at the entrance of the village, who are you angry with?" ”

How did Zhao Gang know, just a few words of quarrel saved Li Yunlong's life. By this time, Kazuki Yamamoto's secret service team had approached the village.

When Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang chose Zhaojiayu as their stronghold, they took a fancy to the terrain of this small mountain village. This village stands next to the mountain, there is a trail up the mountain behind the village, a road runs through the front village entrance to the back of the village, this is the only road, if you want to think of the back of the village, you can only enter from the front village entrance, through the whole village, unless the other party is a monkey, can climb the cliff to go around the back of the village. The problem is here, Yamamoto Kazuki's special team knows the terrain here well through Zhu Ziming's intelligence, if you want to catch Li Yunlong, you must cut off his back road, how can you let him slip into the mountain from the back of the village? The operatives were all trained to climb, and with special tools, the cliffs were hard to hold. Kazuki Yamamoto, who is also proficient in special operations, is too smart, and he has already learned that Li Yunlong's regimental headquarters is at the entrance of the back village, and his house is an inner and outer coat room, and there is a nimble guard who lives in the outer room, and Li Yunlong lives in the inner room. Based on this information, Yamamoto Daisa formulated a sneak attack plan, and he spent most of his troops climbing the cliff to go around the back of the village, trying to block Li Yunlong in the bed without firing a single shot. There were only a dozen people left at Qiancunkou, and he thought that it was unlikely that the Eighth Route Army would break through from Qiancunkou, and even if the Eighth Route Army broke through from Qiancunkou, one of his battle-hardened special forces would be able to top ten Eighth Routes. He thinks that an opponent like Li Yunlong doesn't even have any capital, is he worthy of playing against him? At this time, Li Yunlong was not aware of the imminent danger at all, and it was common for him to be angry with Zhao Gang, how could he really sit for a night? He smoked a few bags of cigarettes and dissipated his breath, Xiuqin thoughtfully brought him hot water to burn his feet, he soaked his feet for a while, and talked with Xiuqin for a while, which delayed for an hour, and inadvertently caused a small loophole in Yamamoto Kazuki Daisa's plan. Kazuki Yamamoto is expected to start his action at 23 o'clock, because according to the usual situation, Li Yunlong went to bed early. Who knew that Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang had an awkward quarrel and delayed the time, after washing his feet, he remembered that he hadn't checked the sentry yet, and he usually had to go to each sentry post to see before going to bed, and today was no exception. Otherwise, if you have to make jokes with everyone, the head of the regiment is in a hurry to sleep with his daughter-in-law on the kang after marrying his wife, and even the checkpoints are exempted, and it will be a bit embarrassing to spread it.

He shouted to the monk who was sleeping outside: "Monk, get up and check with me." ”

The monk who was sleeping in a daze got up and muttered, "Still checking the post today? ”

Li Yunlong hung up the shell gun and said, "Hurry up and get dressed, where did you say so much?" ”

Xiuqin put on a coat for Li Yunlong, glanced at him affectionately, and advised, "Don't freeze, I'll wait for you to come back." ”

Li Yunlong answered and walked out of the courtyard with the monk. How did he know that this was the last goodbye to his wife.

At 22:50, Yamamoto Kazuki's special agents had climbed the cliff to the back of the village, sealing the retreat into the mountain. The *** safety in the hands of the agents at the former village entrance has been opened, and all of them have entered the attack position. They were all looking at the luminous watch on their wrists, just waiting for 23 o'clock to act.

According to the habit, Li Yunlong had to check the nearest shop before checking the sentry. This army has had such a habit since the days of the Red Army, and it has become a rule for cadres to check shops at night. Zhaojiayu is a poor village, and there is not even a family in the village that can be called a rich peasant, so there is no decent house, and the personnel of the guard platoon and the regiment headquarters live in the peasants' homes.

At 22:55, Li Yunlong and the monk found that the bunk of Zhu Ziming, the security officer of the regiment headquarters, was empty. The two glanced at each other, and invariably pulled out the shell gun, and rubbed the gun head on the thigh.

An ominous thought suddenly flashed in Li Yunlong's mind, Zhu Ziming was by no means like going to squat in the thatched house, the thatched house was in the courtyard. The security officer has no duty to check the sentry, so what is he doing in the middle of the night? Moreover, he went out neatly clothed, for his shell gun was gone. Li Yunlong shouted softly: "If there is a situation, notify everyone to gather urgently." With that, the man had already jumped out of the house. The monk woke up and conveyed the order, and also jumped out of the house and ran after Li Yunlong to the entrance of the village......

At 22:59, the Japanese army agents at the entrance of the former village approached the sentry post of the independent regiment, and one of the special agents who served as the spearhead drew a Finnish sword.

At this time, Li Yunlong, who was running, didn't plan to fire a gun to call the police, he wanted to find out what was going on. Could it be a false alarm? However, the guards platoon and regimental headquarters had been woken up and were getting dressed.

At 23 o'clock, the sentry standing at the entrance of the front village suddenly felt a white light flash in front of his eyes, and before he could shout, he fell down. The attacker was a master of the attack, and the throwing knife he threw was plunged into the sentry's neck with great precision, staining the snow red with blood from the severed carotid artery. As soon as the trick was successful, the agents jumped up and rushed into the entrance of the village.

Just as Li Yunlong and the monk were about to approach the entrance of the village, a "snap" gunshot pierced the night sky, and the special agent who rushed to the front fell headlong, and a small black hole appeared in his eyebrows. This Japanese soldier, who was good at making throwing knives, was still wondering in surprise at the moment when his life was about to pass, what went wrong? The shot was fired from an undercover post about 30 metres from the village outpost. This kind of whistle arrangement is a characteristic of the independent regiment, Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang have the same views on the deployment of whistles, and it is obvious that the whistle is vulnerable to attack. It is stupid to pin the security of an army on a sentry. In the harsh environment of war, any negligence can lead to catastrophe. The outposts are sent out irregularly, and depending on the situation, the sentry positions are often changed, because once the rules and regulations are formed, any matter will become rigid. Tonight's latent post was arranged by Zhao Gang, and the well-trained Japanese special forces were unfavorably planted on the latent post.

If the latent sentry has a *** that can shoot in bursts, then the special team will have to suffer a big loss, the road at the entrance of the village is narrow, the special team members cannot spread out the battle formation, they are all crowded together, the soldier who was shot is only a few meters away from the latent sentry post, and there is no need for a sharpshooter to fire at such a distance, and it is a sudden fire from the dark to the light, which could have had the upper hand. The point is that the weapons in the hands of the sentries are too poor. His Hanyang-made rifle needed time to reload the shell, and the short delay of seven or eight seconds killed him, and a short shot from the hands of the special agents knocked him down.

Li Yunlong and the monk had already spotted this group of enemies, and they were waiting on both sides of the road. Veterans with actual combat experience never babble when they fight, and carefully calculate the disparity between the two sides like a stingy businessman, how to exchange their limited capital for the greatest benefits. When they saw that their sentries had been defeated, they would never rush over in anger to avenge their comrades, but did not even raise their eyebrows. The Sentinels have done their duty, and now it's their turn to do their duty. Well, if a few people die and cry and shout for revenge, this battle will not be fought, only the fledgling recruits will do it.

Li Yunlong crouched behind a grinding disc, several ** pressed with bullets neatly arranged in front of him, and his body remained static and motionless like a sculpture. Behind a low wall not far across the road, the monk held two loaded shell guns and watched the operatives in motion...... In fact, as soon as the gun rang out just now, Li Yunlong found that this group of devils was a little evil, their posture was very strange, one hand was holding a *** flat finger forward, and the other hand was holding a shell gun, the muzzle of the gun was soaring, the body was full of **, a dagger with a sheath hung on the belt, and the steel helmet on the head was not reflected at all in the moonlight. Damn, it's weird, the war has been fought for five or six years, and there are hundreds of devils who have fallen under their guns, and I haven't seen the devil infantry who don't make the 38 big cover, what a fucking evil door.

During World War II in the 40s of the 20th century, the theory of special operations had just matured and been put into practice in various military powers. Not to mention Li Yunlong, even Zhao Gang, who was born as a college student, doesn't know what special forces are. He is moving with a platoon of guards to the entrance of the village, like Li Yunlong, he is not panicked at all, there is nothing to fear from the devil coming from the front village entrance, just resist it at the entrance of the village, it is a big deal to retreat from the entrance of the back village to the mountain, and it is useless to enter the mountain devil to come to a wing. But he didn't know that the back road had been cut off at this moment.

When Li Yunlong and the other devil spears were only a few meters away from him, the shell gun in his hand suddenly fired a long shot, and the two devils in the front fell down in response. The rest of the devils are worthy of being special forces, and their reactions are extremely agile, and their bodies have rolled out sideways at the same time as the gunshot rang out, and they hit short shots with *** in the rolling, knocking the stone grinding disc in front of Li Yunlong into a splash of gravel. A bullet slashed against Li Yunlong's neck, cutting a blood groove out of his neck, and the blood flowed hot down his neck into the collar, startling Li Yunlong's cold sweat running down his head. These devils are extraordinary! He didn't have to think about it, "Tom! Tong! "The devil's grenadier went off, and two shells dragged the strange screams one after the other and landed on the grinding plate." Rumble! Rumble! The explosion caused the gravel to fall, Li Yunlong spat and secretly exclaimed, the hit was really accurate, the two grenadiers hit the first shot, and the shells fell on one point. If it weren't for the grinding disc blocking the shell, it might have hit Li Yunlong's back directly. , it's hard stubble today. Li Yunlong rolled out on one side, and if he didn't change his position, he would not be so lucky when the second batch of shells fell. The monk is a good kid, the fight here is so lively, he was stunned and didn't fire a shot. He's waiting for his chance.

After Li Yunlong left the grinding plate, he was immediately pressed to the ground by several *** strafing shots, unable to move, and the impact point was getting closer and closer, only a few dozen centimeters away from his head. The two devils jumped up under the cover of fire...... The monk's side finally succeeded, and with a long point shot, the backs of the two devils were beaten to shreds, like honeycombs. So far, the shootout has taken only five minutes. In just five minutes, time was gained. Zhao Gang led the guard platoon to rush up from behind, and the soldiers were still fighting as usual, with Czech light machine guns in front of them, and the soldiers behind rushing forward with bright bayonets.

Li Yunlong screamed badly, and yelled: "Don't come here, all lie down......"

It was late, and the devils swept over like a strong wind, and Zhao Gang and a few soldiers fell like sorghum that had been cut down......

"Old Zhao ......" Li Yunlong roared wildly, tears came out of his eyes, he swiped his hand, the shell gun swept over in a fan, and the Japanese special forces each relied on the cover to return fire, and the gun battle was in a state of confrontation.

Wang Darong, the commander of the guard platoon, commanded two machine gunners to suppress the devil with firepower, and climbed to Li Yunlong's side out of breath and said: "Regiment commander, the back road is blocked, and the devil is coming up from behind." ”

Li Yunlong was taken aback: "Damn, the devil has wings?" It's broken, my wife ......"

Wang Darong cried: "Regiment leader, I took a squad, and more than a dozen people from the regiment headquarters wanted to snatch my sister-in-law back, but the devil's firepower was too fierce, and most of the brothers were sacrificed." I'm fucking useless! ”

Li Yunlong shouted: "Don't say it, how about the political commissar?" ”

"I was shot in the abdomen and was seriously wounded."

Gunfire erupted from behind, and Yamamoto's secret service team had already occupied most of the village. Lao Wang, a cook at the regiment headquarters, was holding a crooked machine gun and firing, and several staff officers, grooms, and communicators of the regiment headquarters were holding guns and relying on the terrain to form a blocking line behind the palace. The situation is extremely urgent, there are enemies in front and behind, and Li Yunlong has tasted the taste of being attacked in the abdomen and back. Li Yunlong tore off his clothes and sobered himself up in the cold wind, he knew that all the cadres and soldiers were counting on him at the moment, and he must not be irritable, since the day the independent regiment was founded, it had never encountered such a sinister situation, and today it was considered to have caught up.

Judging by experience, there are not many devils in front, since the devils want to copy the back road, they must focus their troops on the back, open their pockets and wait for you to drill, Lao Tzu breaks through from the front.

He gave the order: "Machine gun cover, all bayonets, except for leaving two soldiers on their backs to the commissar, the rest of the people are ready to charge, and those who rush out are assembled in Taoshugou and incorporated into the second battalion, so let's prepare." ”

Two light machine guns fired, and the remaining more than 20 cadres and fighters shouted and made a tragic attack forward, and in an instant, the crossfire composed of *** constituted a dense barrage, and seven or eight fighters fell, and the remaining fighters were pressed to the ground by fire. Li Yunlong's eyes were on fire, he pushed away the machine gun shooter, picked up the machine gun and shouted: "Damn, fight ......" The voice fell, and I saw the monk carrying a cluster hand tied with legging cloth on his bare shoulders, and jumped out of the low wall. Li Yunlong was stunned when he saw it, for ordinary people, it is not easy to shoot the four-handed bundle, because this weight can be thrown at most 10 meters away, and the huge explosive force is likely to blow himself up, but this time the monk actually carried a full 10.

Li Yunlong didn't have time to stop it, only to hear the monk yell: "Little devil, I'll fuck your grandma......" The body turned around 360 degrees, throwing out the cluster hand ** like throwing a discus.

A miracle happened, this bundle of huge cluster hands ** drew a beautiful arc-shaped parabola in the air, and flew straight out twenty meters away, while the monk fell, there was a loud sound of landslides and cracks, and a powerful shock wave swept through like a hurricane, and the houses on both sides were like toys pasted with cardboard and the devil's *** hands all flew into the air, and in an instant, the broken bricks and tiles and the broken limbs of the devil rained down one after another, and the eyes suddenly opened up, and a small square appeared in the soldiers' field of vision, and the road to break through was opened, The remnants of the warriors rushed out of the village with the wounded on their backs, roaring angrily......