Only one shot, a verdict.

Wang Ye is confident that he will shoot the head.

Zhao Gang can only guarantee the hit rate of the torso.

After all, Zhao Gang has not received professional sniper training, and there is still a big gap between him and Wang Ye, who has received formal sniper training for a long time.

"Xiao Wang, good marksmanship!"

Zhao Gang couldn't help but praise.

"Commissar, you're not bad." Wang Ye said with a smile.

As for Xiao Zhang, the guard at the brigade headquarters, there is only envy left.

At this time, the puppet army in front mistakenly thought that they had been ambushed, and they blew up the pot at once.

"It's not good, it's in an ambush, run!" At the sound of a whistle, the puppet army scattered and fled.

Zhao Gang didn't continue to shoot, and he didn't let Wang Ye and Xiao Zhang continue to shoot, the bullets were expensive, and what the Eighth Route Army lacked most was weapons and ammunition.

Let's just say that the divisions of the 129th Division,

The average is less than 10 rounds per person.

When fighting devils and ambushes, each person is only allowed to shoot three shots.

After three shots, you have to rush up and fight the bayonet with the little devil.

To be more precise, in fact, it is not a bayonet, but a broadsword!

Because when the 129th Division first entered Shanxi, the whole division added up to only 55 bayonets, so it was impossible to fight bayonets with bayonets, only with broadswords!

Therefore, good steel has to be used on the blade.

Bullets have to be kept to fight devils, and they can't be wasted on the puppet army.

Zhao Gang stood up and took Wang Ye and Xiao Zhang to Wei Dayong.

When he got closer, Wang Ye became more and more sure that this guy was Wei Dayong.

Nothing else, there are six ring scars burned on the bare head, who else can there be if it is not Monk Wei?

"You guys?" Wei Dayong looked at Zhao Gang and the others with suspicious eyes and asked, "Eighth Route Army?" ”

"Yes, I am Zhao Gang, the political commissar of the 386th Brigade Independent Regiment of the Eighth Route Army." Zhao Gang glanced at the Central Army uniform on Wei Dayong's body, and said, "Which unit are you from?" ”

"Back to the commander, I am from the 27th Division of the Central Army."

Wei Dayong struggled to stand up and saluted again.

Anyway, Zhao Gang saved his life.

For his life-saving benefactor, Wei Dayong still has great respect.

Like most people in this era, Wei Dayong has a simple concept of gratitude and gratitude.

"The 27th Division." Zhao Gang nodded, and said, "Hasn't your division already retreated to Zhongtiao Mountain?" But why are you still stranded in the northwest of Shanxi? ”

"Well, don't mention it."

Wei Dayong said gloomily: "I was seriously injured during the battle of Xinkou, and when I woke up, I found that I became a prisoner of devils, and I only found a chance to escape today, but I met this group of devils again on the way, if it wasn't for Chief Zhao, you came to the rescue, I Wei Dayong was only afraid to confess here today." ”

Zhao Gang said again: "Your name is Wei Dayong?" ”

"Yes." Wei Dayong said, "Wei Shu Wu's Wei, great wisdom and bravery." ”

"A good name, and it lives up to its name, worthy of the four words of wisdom and bravery." Zhao Gang nodded, and said, "I wonder what you plan to do next?" ”

Wei Dayong said: "I want to go back to the Central Army." ”

Zhao Gang naturally hoped that Wei Dayong would join the Independent Regiment.

If Wei Dayong can be left behind, plus Wang Ye, then he will receive two fierce generals in a row this day.

At that moment, Zhao Gang said: "But there are seven or eight hundred miles from here to Zhongtiao Mountain, and you still need to pass through the Japanese-occupied area in the middle, and your injuries have not completely healed, so I am afraid that there will be danger." ”

"It's fine." Wei Dayong said with a big grin, "This little injury is nothing to me. ”

The guard Xiao Zhang couldn't help but say: "You don't know anything, but the political commissar saved your life, and you don't even want to join the independent regiment to repay the grace of saving your life?" ”

Wei Dayong was a little embarrassed and said: "But your eight roads are too earthy, and your equipment is too poor." ”

"Otherwise, you can follow me to the independent group first, and stay if you think it's suitable, if you don't want to stay, it will be safer to leave when the injury is healed." Zhao Gang proposed.

Wei Dayong thought for a moment before nodding and saying, "Medium." ”

Wang Ye watched coldly and didn't say a word.

Because he knew that Wei Dayong would definitely join the Independent Regiment eventually.

At that moment, Zhao Gang asked Xiao Zhang to find Xiao Liu and lead the horse over, while Zhao Gang himself and Wang Ye stayed to clean up the battlefield.

Wei Dayong had just killed four devils with his bare hands, and Zhao Gang and Wang Ye had each killed a puppet army, so a total of four 38 big covers, two Jin 38 big covers and four bayonets were captured.

In addition, there were more than 500 rounds of Arabaka rifle ammunition and six grenades.

Then there are rubber-soled shoes, cotton coats, steel helmets, and water bottles.

Zhao Gang put the captured materials on the backs of the two war horses, and evened out one for Wei Dayong to ride.

Wei Dayong insisted on refusing to ride, and insisted on walking with Zhao Gang and them, but Zhao Gang had no choice but to agree.

The next group of five people chatted and came to the station of the independent regiment, and at dusk, they finally arrived at Yangcun.

The regimental headquarters of the independent regiment is rented in the yard of Uncle Zhang's house at the head of the village, with two rooms and three rooms, the front yard is the dormitory of the directly subordinate team, and the backyard is the dormitory of the regiment headquarters and cadres of the independent regiment.

After sending Zhao Gang safely to Yangcun,

Two guards from the brigade headquarters returned on their own.

Wang Ye and Wei Dayong followed Zhao Gang into the regiment headquarters,

It was found that the mental state of the cadres and fighters was not very good.

Apparently, the Separate Regiment has not yet recovered from the previous fiasco.

More than 200 people were killed in a battle, but not even a single devil was killed!

This encounter with Yamamoto's special forces has destroyed the spirit of the independent regiment.

This is also the reason why the headquarters transferred Li Yunlong to the independent regiment as the head of the regiment, and only a reckless and fierce character like Li Yunlong can recast the military soul of the independent regiment in a short period of time.

"Xiao Wang and Monk Wei, you guys rest here first."

After Zhao Gang finished speaking, he walked into the upper room alone, and turned left to see the regiment leader's room.

As soon as the curtain was lifted, I saw a man sitting cross-legged on the kang drinking wine.

The man wore a shabby gray cloth military uniform, the collar was covered with dirt, and the white shirt inside was so dirty that it was impossible to see the original color, and it had not been washed for at least three months.

Hearing the movement of lifting the curtain, the man also raised his eyes to see that he was coming.

About thirty years old, maybe not really thirty years old.

This is because the old Red Army and the old revolutionaries who have come from the Long March generally look old.

Many cadres at the regimental, brigade, and even division levels are only in their twenties, but they look like they are in their thirties and forties, and this is due to the long period of hard life.

Li Yunlong's actual age is only 29 years old, three years older than Zhao Gang.

Li Yunlong was only 16 years old when he participated in the jute riots, because he was young and could use his fists and feet, and he was clever, so he was left by the division commander of the Red Army as a guard, and since then he has started his military career.

Li Yunlong raised his eyes and saw a person walking in.

I saw that this person had a white face, and he also looked like Svenwen, and the gray cloth military uniform on his body was cleanly washed, especially the white shirt inside was spotless.

Seeing this, Li Yunlong's face immediately collapsed.

Damn, the headquarters sent another white-faced show to come.

These white-faced talents don't have a good thing, they don't have fart skills, and they can just practice their mouths.

The head of the headquarters doesn't know what he thinks, what's wrong with letting our Lao Li be the head of the regiment and the political commissar alone? Do you have to send a white-faced show to sing against me?

Zhao Gang's face was not good-looking.

It seemed that this partner was even more difficult to get along with than he expected.

It's okay to drink alcohol in flagrant violation of military discipline, and throw his face at him as soon as they meet, is this trying to stand up? I, Zhao Gang, came to the Independent Regiment to fight against Japan and fight devils, but I didn't come to be angry with you.

However, Zhao Gang is highly educated and well-educated after all.

At that moment, Zhao Gang saluted Li Yunlong, stretched out his hand and said, "Hello Commander Li, I am your crotch Zhao Gang." ”

Li Yunlong didn't even squint his eyes, let alone reach out to shake hands, but took a small sip of the wine bowl by himself, and smashed his mouth when he was finished, looking very enjoyable.

Zhao Gang frowned and withdrew his hand in embarrassment.

Li Yunlong picked up the wine bowl and asked Zhao Gang, "Do you know how to drink?" ”

"Captain Li, I'm sorry." Zhao Gang said, "I don't drink. ”

"Can't drink?" Li Yunlong said disdainfully, "You don't know how to drink, what are you doing in the independent group?" ”

Zhao Gang said in a deep voice: "I came to the Independent Regiment to fight against Japan and fight devils, not to be a wine bag and rice bag." ”

"Well, that makes sense." Li Yunlong put down the wine bowl and said, "What the hell is a cultural person, it seems that Political Commissar Zhao has fought a lot of battles, why don't you teach us a lesson?" Let us also understand what it means to fight? ”

These words are obviously thorny, ridiculing Zhao Gang for not fighting any battles.

But this time, Li Yunlong really looked away, Zhao Gang really fought, and there were many times.

Before going to Yan'an to study at the fourth phase of the Anti-Japanese University, Zhao Gang was already a deputy battalion-level cadre who decided to die, and made many meritorious contributions.

At that moment, Zhao Gang said stiffly: "Don't dare to be, learn from each other." ”

Hearing this, Li Yunlong became more and more disliked, if he didn't brag, he would die?

You've only fought a war with a white face? Do you know what it means to fight?

Learning from each other? Let Lao Tzu learn to practice his mouth with you? What the hell!

At that moment, Li Yunlong said with a tiger face: "When we meet for the first time, let's make it clear, the military and the government are separated, each does its own thing, I have the final say in the war, and you have the final say in life, no problem, right?" ”