The veterans of the reinforced company have gone through so many battles and have long since transformed into elite soldiers. There were more than a hundred devils in the pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info, and the battle was solved in a quarter of an hour.

The reconnaissance squad is a unit that Yi Xiaojing takes special care of, and at the beginning of its formation, it was the elite who were drawn to join, and the equipment was also exchanged for advanced weapons from the system store by Yi Xiaojing, this time there was an encounter with the devil, except for a few minor injuries, there were no other losses.

Yanzi from the reconnaissance squad walked over with a dark-skinned man wearing a ragged jacket, saluted Yi Xiaojing and said, "Report to the head of the regiment, this is the person we saved from the devil, and there is another one over there who has a gunshot wound and is bandaging his wounds!" ”

Yi Xiaojing nodded at the swallow, looked at the dark-skinned man and asked, "What's your name?" ”

"I, my name is Qi Dashan, and that, that one over there is called Second Artillery."

Qi Dashan looked at Yi Xiaojing, a Chinese character that was quite five big and three thick, his face was flushed at this time, and he stammered a little nervously when he spoke.

The Japanese army, which was extremely powerful in his eyes just now, was like paper paste in front of this army! Under the extremely fierce fire of this force, it was completely annihilated in only a quarter of an hour, and the commander of such a powerful force looked at him as if a mountain was pressing down, giving him an incomparably great pressure.

Yi Xiaojing patted Qi Dashan on the shoulder and said with a smile: "How could you be chased and killed by these devils?" ”

Qi Dashan scratched his head and said nervously: "We went to the city to sell herbs, and when we came back, we found a few devils on the road, and our big boss proposed to kill those devils, and then we ambushed them here, but these devils were just exploring the way, and there were more than a hundred devils behind・・・・・・"

When Qi Dashan said this, Yi Xiaojing completely understood and asked, "What about you masters?" ”

"Killed by devils." Qi Dashan's face darkened, and he pointed to a hillside not far from the southwest and said, "We are ambushing devils on the hillside in front." ”

Yi Xiaojing said: "Go over and take a look." ”

Qi Dashan and the second artilleryman, who had already bandaged his wounds, led the way in front and walked towards the southwest slope.

The second artillery who was walking in front scolded Qi Dashan beside him, and teased: "Aren't you usually quite able to spray cannons, why did you stutter just now?" ”

Qi Dashan pouted towards the second cannon: "You didn't stand in front of that chief, you don't know how majestic that chief is, he just glanced at me, I almost peed my pants in fright!" ”

"Is that an exaggeration?"

"It's such an exaggeration!"

The two talked to each other, and when they reached the southwest slope, they stopped talking, and their faces became sad.

It's a tragic battlefield.

The bare hillsides and winding paths were littered with corpses stacked on top of each other. The corpse had been covered with a thin layer of snow, and the blood had condensed into a dark red ice ballast in the snow.

On the hillside and on the path, there were large blades scattered on the ground, and there were several bamboo poles and spears with iron heads tied to the ground.

At a glance, there were only a dozen guns among the weapons scattered on the ground, and when I picked them up, they were all made by Hanyang with smoothed rifling.

This gang of bandits, with their shabby weapons, is heartbreaking!

Yi Xiaojing looked at these people, was silent for a while, and said: "No matter who you are, those who have the courage to fight devils are respectable." You can't let them just dig a pit and bury them in the wilderness. ”

The reinforced company had a large number of people, and the sapper shovel quickly shoveled out a large pit, threw more than a hundred corpses of these bandits into it, and buried them with earth.

A group of unsung heroes were buried here, afraid that the devils would see the destruction, so they did not dare to raise the soil or erect a monument.

The reinforcement company joined the two men and continued southward.

The team walked along the river, and after another three days, it covered about 200 kilometers.

Although it has not yet reached the Yangtze River, it has begun to look like the south, the temperature has become high, and the water network is dense everywhere.

In the evening, when I was about to set up camp by the river, I saw a Zhuangzi appear in front of me.

Zhuangzi is not small, there are watchtowers and earth forts, and there are sentry earth cannons. Outside Zhuangzi, there are continuous paddy fields, and it is almost the Qingming Festival, and the paddy fields are already full of green seedlings.

Wu Ming looked at Zhuangzi not far away, and said to Yi Xiaojing: "Let's set up camp here, we have to visit the master here." ”

Yi Xiaojing put down the binoculars and said with a smile: "They came first." ”

Sure enough, after a while, more than a dozen villagers came, and before they arrived, a loud voice came first: "Which army is always in front of you?" ”

Yi Xiaojing gestured to Shi Da.

Shi Da stepped forward and shouted with full anger: "We are from the Independent Regiment of the Eighth Route Army, who are you?" ”

The voice just now responded: "We are from Daoxiang Village, and I am the village chief of Daoxiang Village." ”

Soon, the village chief of Daoxiang Village was brought to Yi Xiaojing's middle tent.

This is a little old man who is more than 1.6 meters long, and it is hard to imagine that the loud voice just now came from him.

At this time, he smiled flatteringly at Yi Xiaojing: "Sir, I don't know what you have to do with your visit to our Daoxiang Village?" ”

Yi Xiaojing looked down at him and said, "Don't be afraid, fellow countryman, we are just passing by here, and we are just camping here when it is getting late." ”

"Oh."

The little old man breathed a sigh of relief, and then waved at Yi Xiaojing, Wu Ming and the others: "All the bosses have worked hard, I have already arranged people, and I will send wine and meat over to reward you bosses later." ”

Yi Xiaojing waved his hand and said, "We're only here for one night, and we all have food with us, so don't break the bank." ”

After speaking, he looked at the large green rice fields and the villages of Daoxiang Village. Along the way, Daoxiang Village is the largest village Yi Xiaojing has ever seen.

Curiously asked: "Fellow, I see that your Daoxiang Village is full of water networks, and it is all high-quality fertile fields." Don't know what the harvest will be? Can the villagers have enough to eat? ”

The little old man suddenly trembled in fright, and hurriedly said: "Boss, our harvest last year was good, but there is really no food in the village!"

Some time ago, the CEOs came to collect grain one after another. Leave us with rations until the rice harvest in July this year! Now there are more than 3,000 villagers, and they only eat two thin meals a day, if the bosses even take away these rations, the villagers will be finished・・・・・・"

Speaking of the back, the little old man pleaded.

Wu Ming approached Yi Xiaojing and whispered: "This place should already belong to Long Yun's Yunnan army, I heard that the Yunnan army is very strict, how can you condone your subordinates to steal grain?" ”

Yi Xiaojing also frowned slightly. During the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, the Yunnan Army fought bravely, dared to fight, was good at fighting, and had extremely strong combat quality, and was praised by Chiang Kai-shek as "the strength of the country" and was an elite force with a national reputation!

"We don't collect grain."

Yi Xiaojing comforted the little old man, pointed to the several cars pulled by the horse behind him, and said: "Fellow, I see that there is no over there, those carts are all grain, we have enough food, and we don't need to collect grain." ”

Ding Weiguo also came over at this time and said to the little old man: "Fellow, we are the Eighth Route Army, and we don't take a stitch from the masses!" ”

Hearing Ding Weiguo's words, Yi Xiaojing couldn't help but have a black line hanging down her head. This sentence has been played bad by netizens in later generations, and has been made into various jokes, at this time Ding Weiguo said it, Yi Xiaojing couldn't say anything wrong, but it always felt weird.