The battle was over, as if in between breaths.

Captain Sun brought people over to assist Li Si in taking over the convoy after Monk Wei took control of Shangtiao Dangma.

He felt quite embarrassed, as if he was redundant, came to Liudaogou to ambush for a long time, and directly took over the loot without firing a shot.

Turning his head to look at the pile of stones.

Don't..... Is it really an eight-array diagram?

Zhuge Kongming's Eight Arrays?

Captain Sun raised his doubts.

Xu San also simply explained, this is only useful for special groups, and the reason why it can be successful is that there is a lot of luck in it.

Even if Shangtiao was pointed at a gun by three soldiers, he didn't forget to face Xu Sanbaga! Baga's screaming scolded Xu San for being despicable.

Xu San walked over with a horsewhip and slapped it on his face, "Your words are inappropriate, this is called wisdom, and it is the wisdom that only smart people have!" ”

"Yaga, I'm going to duel you, Shigeru Miyamoto."

"What did he say?" Monk Wei, who was on the side, asked.

"He said he was going to fight us!"

"Okay, I'll come!" Monk Wei shook his shoulders and was eager to try.

"This rabbit has killed one of our brothers, and I'll come! I'm going to convince him to die today. A voice came from afar, and Xu Sanyi saw that he was practicing without injury.

This thing has enough ears to hear it from so far away.

It's not that the ears are more than capable of practicing without injury, but that practicing without injury has always paid attention to the situation here.

It wasn't until he heard Xu San say that the little devil was going to duel that he jumped over.

"Brother, give him to me, he killed one of our brothers!" Lian Wuxian said to Monk Wei.

Monk Wei didn't care, he glanced at Xu San, and Xu San nodded.

Only now did Xu San know that the devil in front of him was the real murderer who killed that warrior.

I had the intention to kill, but Zhao Gang looked at it, so he had no choice but to bow his head and say to Lian Wuxian: "Just be careful not to die, there are people watching here." ”

"I know, discipline!"

Lian Wuxian pinched his fist and jumped over.

Shangjo saw that the person who was going to duel with him was not Xu San, and shouted angrily again: "Yaga, Miyamoto Shigeru, you are not only despicable, but also cowardly, I want to duel with you, not with this dwarf." ”

"What did he say?"

"To put it simply, he said you were short!"

"! You're tmd! ”

Lian, who was already holding back the fire, was not injured, but when he heard this short man, he couldn't hold back anymore, and rushed to Shangjo with an arrow and punched him in the thigh.

Syllable!

With just one punch, Kamijo was knocked and took a few steps back.

"Yaga! Despicable, you sneak attack! Shang scolded and started the stance.

Naturally, I can't understand what he says, and if you step on your knees, you will be cut off.

The upper left leg retreated, the right hand pressed down to protect the vital point, and the left hand knife went straight to the throat.

Seeing the ferocity of the hand knife without injury, he leaned slightly sideways, and then pulled the wrist of the left hand to clasp the upper strip, retreated, lifted his breath, and twisted his waist.

"Hah!"

With a burst of applause, Lian Wuxian slapped the whole person like a brick.

Rumble~

Shangjo flew out when he was in the middle of the move, and this flight was seven or eight meters away, and after landing, he grunted three or four meters before stopping.

"Is this Iron Mountain?"

"Isn't this a bajiquan?"

"Isn't it Emei's to practice without injury?"

"His iron mountain is just a spectacle, if it is the iron mountain of Bajiquan, I'm afraid this devil is dead." Li Si explained on the side.

Shangjo, who was lying on the ground, hadn't moved for two or three seconds, and Xu San couldn't help but ask, "Won't you die?" ”

"Can't die? I'm measured! Lian replied without injury.

Sure enough, Shang Dangma's thighs twitched twice, then he put his hands on the ground and stood up.

"Wow~"

A mouthful of blood spat out, staggered two steps forward, and then fell to one knee on one knee.

"Wow~" another bite.

Lian Wuxian snorted coldly and closed his posture: "It's cheap for you." ”

Spit out two mouthfuls of blood, and Shangjo no longer stood as domineering as he did just now, but knelt on the ground and gasped for breath.

Xu San walked over, squatted down, and looked at him with a smile: "Do you still want to duel?" ”

"Yaga!" Kamijo stared and stopped talking, because he knew that the wheel mouth would definitely not be the opponent of the person in front of him.

"Tie it up, our Eighth Route Army treats prisoners well." After Xu San finished speaking, he stood up.

After a while, the loot was counted, and all the devils were tied up.

I have to admit that the speed at which the county brigade collects the loot is quite fast.

Although all the motor vehicles at the scene could not be taken away, all the ones that could be dismantled were also dismantled, and even the canvas on the truck did not fall.

The people are still at a loss, and the fact that the devil has been replaced by the Eighth Route makes them feel a lot more at ease, after all, the reputation of the Eighth Route Army is the best among many armies.

But the people of 300 are not so easy to manage.

They came from different villages, and naturally some people recognized that this was Liudaogou, and naturally some people shouted to go home.

For a moment, there was chaos.

Don't look at them being honest in front of the devils, you can see that when you get to the Eighth Route Army, they can let it go.

After all, the Eighth Route Army is easy to talk to!

But these people are not going home casually now, and this is also for their safety, and it is also for the safety of their families.

And the work of appeasing these people naturally fell on Zhao Gang.

The so-called art industry has a specialization, and these more than 300 people have really become quiet under Zhao Gang's mouth, and the few people who took the lead in making trouble are now obediently no longer talking.

It seems that the arrangement of his superiors was also prescient.

Seeing that there was nothing left on the people's side, Xu San walked over: "Comrade Zhao Gang, the rest of the transfer will be handed over to you!" ”

Zhao Gang pinched his throat: "No problem, the superiors have already deployed an independent regiment to cooperate with this operation, they will make a detour in the evening, pull the devil's blockade line, and then we will wait for the opportunity to intersperse it." As for these villagers, they will be taken over by the independent regiment for the time being, and those who can be incorporated will be recruited, and those who cannot be incorporated will be arranged to send them back to their hometowns when the time is right. ”

"With so many folks interspersed? Are you sure? Xu San couldn't help but worry that the common people had no military literacy, and such high-tech work as interspersing the defense line, Xu San was worried about whether they could complete it.

"A few days ago, we had comrades who plotted against a puppet army in a stronghold." Zhao Gang said a key piece of information.

Xu San nodded and didn't ask any more.

It's just that Xu San didn't expect that it was the independent regiment that cooperated with the mission this time.

Li Yunlong, the son of the plane, really wants to meet!

But it seems that there is no chance to meet, and this time it can only be passed by.

Zhao Gang probably took this opportunity to take office directly.

If there is an independent regiment, then it will naturally think of Monk Wei.

Glancing at Monk Wei, Xu San felt that it was better to return it to Li Yunlong!

In this way, the story will return to its original timeline.

"Who is the current head of the Independent Regiment?" Xu San asked.

"It's Li Yunlong." Zhao Gang replied.

"Li Yunlong, is it the Li Yunlong who killed the Bantian United." Monk Wei, who was behind Xu San, suddenly interjected, looking a little excited.

"Yes!" Zhao Gang replied.

"What's wrong, you want to go?" Xu San asked.

Monk Wei hesitated a little and looked at Xu San.

"Go if you want, squirm like a big girl."

"Who is this?" Zhao Gang had been paying attention to this burly bald head just now.

"He is Wei Dayong of the 72nd Division of the Central Army, who ran out of the prisoner of war camp after being captured, and his skills are good. I picked it up. Xu San gave a brief introduction.

Monk Wei's appearance is still quite high, of course, in the eyes of soldiers.

Zhao Gang was about to take up the post of independent regiment, and there was no one under him, and when he saw Monk Wei, he also fell in love, so he got up and won over.

Zhao Gang and Monk Wei talked in detail, Xu San stopped paying attention, and turned to find Li Si.

At about half past four, the county brigade took out dry food and fed everyone up.

Xu San could see that Captain Sun was quite painful.

It's not easy to be a guerrilla!

Xu San ate the coarse grain cake and caught cold water, thinking about what he should do in the future.

I'm a scumbag of War Five, and it's impossible to fight head-on, so I can only engage in sneak attacks and get some information.

In addition, he made such a big fuss, and as a result, the Ministry of Intelligence found no such person.

That's the most troublesome thing?

The thought of this is a huge headache, but fortunately, the Chinese New Year is coming soon, so I can give myself a little buffer time.

Before the separation, Xu San took out two boxes of sulfonamides: "I don't know when I will see you again this time, this is a little gift before leaving." ”

One box was given to Captain Sun, and one box was given to Zhao Gang.

Zhao Gang took the pill box: "Sulfonamides? ”

Xu San nodded.

"Thank you." Zhao Gang had no reason to refuse, and directly packed the medicine box.

Captain Sun, who was next to him, did not shirk, and also solemnly put away the medicine, their county brigade also needed it, and then he beckoned, and a county brigade soldier ran over.

Captain Sun stretched out his hand and took the command knife in the soldier's hand: "I don't have any gifts, just take this, but it's a pity that it's just a captain's knife, which doesn't match my brother's military uniform." ”

The command knife distinguishes the rank according to the color of the ribbon on the inside of the sword, red represents the adjutant, gold represents the general, and blue represents the lieutenant.

And the higher the rank of the officer, the more beautiful the pattern of the hilt will be.

Xu San took the command knife with a smile: "It's okay, just change the color of the silk thread to the following when the time comes." ”

There is no subtlety of the Chinese people, and the habit of looking back after receiving gifts, so he held down the scabbard and pulled out the knife directly.

锵~·

Xu San took out the blade of the knife and looked at it carefully.

I saw that the moire of the knife body was dense and very beautiful, and it was forged by thousands of hammers at a glance, and when I looked down, there was a village character engraved on the bottom of the knife body.

It can't be Demon Sword Muramasa, right?

However, when he turned around and glanced at the languishing Shangjo, he felt that this kind of cowardly psychosis would definitely not be so high-end.

This village character should be the mark of a swordsmith.

Thinking of this, Xu San said to Zhao Gang: "This devil captain is not small, and he probably has a bit of a background in Dongying. ”

"How?" Zhao Gang asked.

"There are generally two kinds of devil command knives, one is standard, and the other is family heirloom or forged by a famous family, and this one may be a family heirloom. Generally, devils with a background don't use a standard command knife, so this is a devil with a background, well, it's a little more valuable, and you can sell a few more oceans. ”

"I didn't expect this to happen." Zhao Gang felt that his knowledge had increased a little more.

"By the way, one more thing, I'm a warning. This is approaching the New Year, you have to take revenge on the devils, this revenge may not only be around Ping'an City, the scope may be very large. ”

Captain Sun heard this and hurriedly asked, "Brother, is there any news?" ”

Xu San shook his head, "Not exactly, but isn't this the most important festival in our Huaxia?" Even if you work hard, don't you want to go home and get together? ”

"What do you mean by that brother?"

"Don't get together if there's no need, so as not to give the devil a nest."

Xu San's words were very reasonable, but Captain Sun listened to them very unpleasantly.

It seems that this year is not going well.

The troops and fellow villagers have been assembled, Xu San turned the horse's head, knocked the horse's belly, and was in front of everyone at a speed of more than ten kilometers per hour.

"Who's that chief?" Monk Wei asked, although he and Xu San had a match, he didn't know his name yet.

"Now that you have joined the revolutionary ranks, you should know not to ask what you shouldn't." Zhao Gang turned around and said.

When night fell, the first thing Xu San did when he returned to the stronghold was to wash his hair.

Hair wax is really easy to use, today Monk Wei shot the shell is proof, but after the statute of limitations, it will be fucking dead, and Chen Changhai lying inside is the best negative teaching material.