40. Chapter 40: Dragon and Snake rise, the Japanese are acting

Author: Taixu Old Taoist

Chapter 40: Dragon and Snake rise, the Japanese are acting

Border area clothing factory.

Li Yunlong squeezed into the pile of aunts and embroidered flowers, and he felt very sad!

The swordsman who defeated the enemy's heads by thousands of troops was three, and he also had to teach martial arts. The power of the Wuji sword was obvious to all. When my new group of people became masters one by one, it would be better than heaven's help when he was a Japanese devil.

But at such a critical moment, I became this bullshit factory director.

"Hey!"

Distracted for a moment, Li Yunlong's finger was pierced and a trace of blood was fainted.

"Ah! Alas~~~"

Just as Li Yunlong sighed, a messenger ordered the soldiers to come to his ear and muttered a few words.

Li Yunlong widened his eyes, was stunned for two seconds, shook his head and continued to sew buttons: "If you don't go! I won't go. Everything has to be clear. Why did you take away the main team leader of me? Ah?"

"Oh! I said Captain Li, this is the command of the leader himself."

Li Yunlong slammed the table suddenly and shouted loudly: "Even if I am the king, I have to make a clear mark! Ah...what did I make a mistake? Didn't I just break through the order? This is also wrong! You have to make some sense in everything, right, you have to make sense. It should be redressed by Zhaoxue. No, I can't be so confused...not going...not going...not going..."

"Li Yunlong!" The wooden door was kicked open.

Li Yunlong turned his head and looked at it, nodded and stood up: "Brig Commander, Brigade Commander..."

"What, do you want me to carry you to take office with you at the age of eight? Ah! You have any reason to disobey on the battlefield?"

The brigade commander's whip was about to poke Li Yunlong's face.

"Brig Commander, no..." Li Yunlong's voice was like a little girl, very aggrieved.

"What's not? Then what are you complaining about here?"

"Don't we have feelings for the old army? I want to go back to the new 1st regiment and get up wherever I fall, hehe." Li Yunlong looked hippie and smiling.

"Listen to me..."

The brigade commander squirted Li Yunlong's face, and Li Yunlong carried two hundred new military uniforms with satisfaction, and quickly rushed to Yangcun to take over the Independent Regiment.

Of course, Gong Er and San were still the ones he was thinking about along the way.

"Captain Li, congratulations on your reinstatement!"

Yangcun, Ding Lianshan squatted at the entrance of the village smoking a dry tobacco, and he looked like an old lady. Gong Baosen stood beside him. Because he was in a high position all year round, he was wearing ordinary villagers' clothes, but he could tell at a glance that it was not simple and had an extraordinary temperament.

Gong Er was even more so. Standing there, he attracted the attention of all the males.

"Mr. Ding, Mr. Gong, Miss Gong Er, I, Old Li, I want you to death. Hahahaha..."

After a brief greeting, Gong Baosen said in a deep voice: "We have seen that the Japanese who attacked the Independent Regiment this time were not simple. They came down on the cliff in the back mountain and then went up again. Obviously, they were all possessed martial arts. The worst possibility has already appeared. The Japanese have an army of warriors..."

"No way!"

Li Yunlong widened his eyes, thinking how to fight this battle if a group of Japanese troops like the three swordsmen appeared in front of him!

"Don't think too much."

Gong Er held an iron egg in his hand, and pinched it hard with a tiny hand, hissing...

The mud-like iron paste was squeezed out between the tightly squeezed fingers!

The huge iron ball, with one of her fleshy hands, squeezed out from her fingers like yellow mud.

"Hiss!" Li Yunlong took a deep breath.

"They are just a group of warriors who have barely mastered Mingjin. There may be dark martial artists in the middle, but there will never be many."

Li Yunlong swallowed his saliva and asked in a low voice: "I wonder if Miss Gong Er, what kind of cultivation are you?"

"My master has entered the Danjin, and my father has also entered the Danjin."

"oh oh!"

Li Yunlong was unaware of his sternness.

This wave is stable!

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Taiyuan, the headquarters of the First Japanese Army.

Commander Yoshio Yuzuka looked at the map like a hungry wolf.

Jinzhong, Cangyunling.

The place where the "jade breaks" of the Sakata United team of the Fourth Brigade was drawn in a circle with bright red color.

At this time, a big man came to the headquarters, and his footsteps were at the same time, making a crisp sound: "Report!"

Yoshio Yuzuka: "Yamamoto Ichiki, come in!"

Yamamoto Ichiki walked into the office with no mistakes and said in a hurry and iron voice: "General, my soldiers and I are practicing. If you want to find someone to play chess, I may not have time!"

"No, Yamamoto." Yoshio Yuzuka pointed to the map: "I want to talk to you about something."

"Hi! Please give me a message!"

Yamamoto Ichigi wore special combat gloves with both hands, bulletproof vests, a specially made steel helmet with windscreen, and an MP38 submachine gun hanging on his chest, armed to his teeth.

The whole face is like a sculpture, with a pair of eyes showing coldness and cruelty. Standing there is like a sharp sword unsheathed, extremely sharp!

"The Sakata United team was severely injured in Cangyunling. According to the reports of the surviving imperial soldiers, it is suspected that a master-level warrior appeared here."

"Grandmaster warrior? Confirm?"

"It's very certain that a few of them captured Sakata's command center and ran wildly with Type 92 heavy machine guns..."

Yamamoto Ichiki's pupils contracted instantly, and then he said suddenly: "My teacher, Azusaki, and many masters of the Empire are in Peking, I will call him."

"Well! The Chinese master must die... Yamamoto, I'll leave it to you."

Yamamoto Ichiki, the captain of the Japanese special agent team of the First Army stationed in Shanxi.

This is a newly formed special forces unit, which belongs to the Japanese gang, equivalent to the regiment-level system of the Chinese army.

Captain Colonel Yamamoto Ichiki graduated from the Imperial Army University. Most of his classmates have been among the famous army generals, such as the famous Seishiro Itagaki. Yamamoto Ichiki's military rank is the lowest among the same-year graduates of the Lu Da period. The reason is that Yamamoto Ichiki is not interested in large-scale combat. His interest lies in studying special operations, which is an emerging military discipline.

This subject was not yet valued by the military forces of various countries during World War I. By the 1930s, military academies of various military powers all emerged in the military academies of various military powers.

Their theoretical basis is: on the premise of acknowledging that great men create history, they will never ignore the possibility of small men creating history.

For example, the Austro-Hungarian Crown Prince Ferdinand was killed by a Serbian little man in Sarajevo, which triggered the First World War. Can you say that the little man cannot create history?

When the balance is in equilibrium, the weight of an ant can cause the balance to tilt. On the strategic balance, a small army with special training, well-equipped equipment and extremely high combat quality will also tilt the strategic balance at critical moments.

And in the Independent Group, Gong Er is also doing the same thing.

A special combat force that practices national martial arts has been initially formed.
Chapter completed!