The gunfire did not seem to alarm too many Japanese criminals.

For the time being, there is still only one squad of Japanese criminals facing each other.

I don't know if the Japanese are short of troops, or if they don't think it's necessary.

The former is unlikely.

After all, Baoding was garrisoned by an independent mixed brigade of Japanese invaders.

The combat effectiveness of these independent mixed brigades formed in the early days is still very strong. The fighting qualities of the soldiers were also high. It's all elite.

It was not until after 1944 that the independent mixed brigades of the Japanese invaders were parallel goods.

Since the Japanese are not in a hurry, Zhang Chu is not in a hurry.

What's the hurry.

The big army can't come so fast.

Commander Lu and they swept Jizhong, and it would take at least a week.

Then reorganize the troops.

Then march to Baoding.

It takes at least ten days.

So, it's useless for him to be in a hurry.

Even if Baoding is turned upside down, it is impossible to occupy it alone.

He's not a god.

Won't sprinkle beans into soldiers.

Ten days was enough time for the Japanese to transfer troops from the Kwantung Army.

Ten days is more than enough for the railway to transport troops.

Zhang Chu took out a Garand semi-automatic rifle. One by one, the Japanese invaders were named.

I can't hit you if I hide it?

Hehe.

Unless you don't show your head.

"Bang!"

Kill one.

Just half of his head was exposed.

Enough is enough.

Bullets came through the dirt. Just enough to blow up the Japanese Emperor's Heavenly Spirit Cover.

"Bang!"

Another shot.

The same concocted.

Bullets do not fly close to the ground. It's about breaking through the dirt.

To say that dirt can reduce the kinetic energy of the warhead? Theoretically yes. But in fact, it can still blow up the head of the Japanese criminal.

After all, it's a 7.62*63mm full-power bullet.

Of all the rifle ammunition, this is the longest cartridge case.

The longest cartridge case means that it can hold the most propellant. The more lethal the warhead.

"Huh?"

Chu Huai was secretly surprised.

He didn't expect it. This dirt eight road marksmanship is amazing.

Originally, he thought that Zhang Chu was definitely not an ordinary person. Ordinary people don't dare to break into the lair of the Japanese invaders single-handedly!

However, he still underestimated Zhang Chu's ability.

Others can easily hit targets two or three hundred meters away with their eyes closed!

Even if the target only shows a little bit of its head.

Chu Huai's marksmanship is also good.

The hit rate within 200 meters is very high. But beyond three hundred meters it will not work.

After all, it's the naked eye. Viewing distance is limited.

Suddenly, I saw Krupp running back. Came directly to Zhang Chu's side.

"You're eight-way?" He asked eagerly.

"Yes." Zhang Chu nodded and handed the other party a Bobosha submachine gun.

Firing at close range, or Bobosha is fierce enough.

You don't need to be on target. Sweeping at the Japanese is it. 65 bullets poured, how could you hit one or two devils.

With the power of the Bobosha submachine gun, within 100 meters, as long as a bullet was hit, the Japanese invaders were basically dead.

Zhang Chu himself also changed his weapon to a Bobosha submachine gun.

Demonstration to Krupp on the spot.

Just now, from the other direction, a small group of Japanese invaders appeared. Quietly touch it.

Zhang Chu had actually seen it a long time ago. But it never fired.

Chu Huai noticed.

The Japanese were clearly trying to sneak up on them.

"Da Da Da!"

"Da Da Da!"

Zhang Chu pulled the trigger.

Press the trigger and hold on.

A long line of bullets passed, and the Japanese fell in succession.

The Japanese invaders, who were caught off guard, never expected that the opponent's firepower would be so fierce. That's how I suffered a big loss.

"Yaga!"

"Yaga!"

Some of the Japanese fell down.

But there are also some Japanese who haven't had time to act. Didn't even figure out what was going on.

Krupp was in high spirits.

He also followed Zhang Chu's example, pressing the trigger and shooting continuously.

"Da Da Da!"

"Da Da Da!"

Bullets shoot out wildly.

At least five Japanese were killed on the spot.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Those Japanese criminals are very brave.

The result of ferocity is a reckless upward rush.

I thought the laborers didn't have a few guns in their hands. Even if there is, it's a rifle.

Who would have thought that in the hands of Tubalu, there was actually a submachine gun!

"What does Krupp do?"

"Artillery."

"What?"

"He turned out to be an artilleryman. Artillery of the 6th Regiment. ”

"How ......"

Zhang Chu was incredulous.

Krupp is actually an artilleryman? Or is it the artillery of the 6th regiment?

The Sixth Artillery Regiment that Chu Huai said was, of course, not the Sixth Artillery Regiment of the Eighth Route Army. The Eighth Route Army did not have such an establishment.

It was the 6th Artillery Regiment of the National Army. Armed with 105, 150 mm howitzers.

Before the start of the war, the Nationalist army formed a total of ten artillery regiments and purchased a large number of Krupp howitzers from Germany. Available in 105 and 150 mm sizes.

These ten artillery regiments are all formed by the Central Army. It's the best of the best.

Unfortunately, later Germany and Japan formed an alliance, and Germany's arms trade with China was interrupted. These ten artillery regiments became a swan song.

Gradual attrition.

Unsustainable.

In the end there was only the establishment, and there were not many howitzers left.

The artillery is also dead and wounded, and there is not much left. There is no chance of rebuilding. Because howitzers can no longer be bought.

It was necessary to wait until the US imperialists entered the war before a large number of American-made 105 howitzers joined......

"Sanmao!"

"Two cakes!"

"Come here!"

Krupp waved his hand and shouted.

Two skinny laborers hesitated to lean up.

Zhang Chu glanced at them casually.

Not very satisfied.

The will to fight is too weak.

Prisoners of war, after all.

Or a prisoner of war who has been controlled by the Japanese for many years.

Their will to fight was basically destroyed. There is no courage to resist.

Seriously, if these more than 300 laborers were all the Eighth Route Army, Zhang Chu would have led them to kill all sides by now.

You can have any weapons.

Ammunition is definitely enough.

Rushing all the way to kill, where can the Japanese invaders stop it?

Regretful......

"Let's go to the train station!" Krupp shouted to Zhang Chu.

Zhang Chu: "Why? ”

"Over at the train station, there are people from all over the place."

"Good!"

Zhang Chu nodded.

As long as there are people from our eight roads, it will be easy to do.

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

At this time, there were more and more Japanese criminals around.

Even heavy machine guns appeared.

Obviously, this is the appearance of a Japanese invader at the squadron level.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a grenade fell. But it was the Japanese in the distance who fired the grenadiers. Several people were killed on the spot.

The rest of the laborers dispersed in a hurry.

Zhang Chu: ......

It's a pity.

I still don't have any ability to mobilize!

That's fine. Horses of courses. The path is all self-chosen. Since they don't dare to resist the Japanese invaders, let them go.

"Where is the train station?"

"Follow me!"

"Let's go!"

Zhang Chu and Krupp set off.

Chu Huai walked on the side with a gun.

He was followed by two little ones. One is Sanmao. One is two cakes.

None of them had weapons in their hands.

Zhang Chu also did not give them weapons. He's not so cheap.

No one else wants your weapon, and you still beg with a dead face?

The cat bent on his waist and walked all the way.

Gradually bypass the side of the Japanese invaders. Gunshots kept ringing out from behind.

It is estimated that those laborers who have not yet mustered up the courage to resist until they are dying will end up very miserable.

Alas, speechless......

It's this time, and I don't have the courage to resist......

Stop.

Take out a set of Eighth Route Army uniforms from the warehouse and put them on.

Get used to it.

Or it's convenient to wear a military uniform.

It is also easy to identify yourself. Others know at a glance that it is the Eight Roads.

The newly bought military uniform is handsome.

After all, it's a costume. The sign markings are very eye-catching. Especially the eight-way armband, you can see it clearly from a distance.

"Give me a set!" Chu Huai stretched out his hand.

"I want one too." Krupp was also impressed.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes!"

"Are you sure you want to participate in the Eight Roads?"

"As long as you can kill devils. In North China, the only one who can kill devils is your eight roads. ”

"Good!"

Zhang Chu believed that they were telling the truth.

This is indeed the case.

It's hard to say about other areas. In North China, it is true that only the Eighth Route Army is resolutely resistant.

To be exact, north of the Yellow River.

Even the national army stationed at Zhongtiao Mountain was relatively negative.

It's always been a passive defense. There is no motivation to attack at all.

Yes.

One set per person.

The price is not very expensive either. A set is only a hundred funds.

The quality is also quite good.

Zhang Chu tugged hard, there was no problem. With his strength, he can't tear it off, let alone others.

Change.

Sanmao and Erbiu were also changed.

I finally wanted a gun.

So each of them was given a Bobosha submachine gun. No requirements. When you see a devil, sweep it.

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

Suddenly, there was a gunshot in front of me.

Hurried to the front.

It was discovered that a group of laborers and the Japanese were fighting.

The number of Japanese invaders is not large. There are only a dozen of them. But the number of laborers is relatively large. There are more than 100 of them.

Even if the Japanese invaders had weapons in their hands, they were suppressed by the laborers.

"They are not prisoners of war." Chu Huai said: "They need weapons! ”

"No problem." Zhang Chu nodded.

I'm afraid you don't want to.

Howitzers are available for as long as you want.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Raise your gun. Shoot the last two Japanese criminals.

Side gunshots were heard. The laborers hurriedly turned their heads to look over. Then I saw Zhang Chu.

And then......

Zhang Chu saw an acquaintance.

(End of chapter)