After eating something, the excitement of just killing people gradually faded away, and my mind slowly calmed down. A night of running and fighting made me feel a little sleepy. Since I came to this bandit den, I have made a room of my own.

I really can't stand the stinky feet of some of them. Although my own feet are also smelly, the feeling is completely different, haha.

I closed my eyes, my head went dark, and I fell asleep. Suddenly, a feeling of suffocation made me suddenly open my eyes. A pair of strong hands covered my mouth and nose. When I opened my eyes,

In an instant, a short knife slid towards my neck. I just felt my eyes light up. The knife was already attached to my neck, and a wave of coldness passed through me. I stared at the guy riding on me with wide eyes.

The darkness prevented me from seeing the enemy's face. "My throat was cut? My throat was cut?" This voice rang loudly in my ears. I covered my neck with both hands, not touching the gushing blood.

My skin told me that the knife did not cut my neck. What happened?

"Remember, never think you are safe, otherwise this will be the result!" The American-Chinese man with yellow hair and blue eyes came to my ears.

"****you!****!****!" I kept cursing. As the sound of the door being closed came, I breathed heavily, and my heart went from a deep sleep state.

Jumping directly to the speed of a life and death fight, this made me indescribably uncomfortable. A feeling of total exhaustion made me panic. I slowly adjusted my breathing. After a while, my heart found its own rhythm.

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Being tricked by the devil, I didn't know where my sleepiness went. I walked out of the room and went to the hall. I saw a group of Eighth Route Army soldiers standing in the hall. The leader was talking to the captain about something. I glared at the devil fiercely. This guy actually

He gave me a shameless smile and mouthed "****you" and walked towards the monk sitting beside him.

"Did that guy tease you?" Kitty ran over and said with a smile.

I rubbed my nose and nodded. The nose that was covered by the devil just now is still sore to this day.

"By the way, has he ever molested you?" I suddenly became interested and guessed that this guy must have molested others, so I asked Mao Mao directly.

"Of course, there are only two of us here who haven't been raped by him."

"Who?"

"Of course the first one is me. Who dares to enter my aunt's boudoir?" I held my tongue and didn't say anything. "What's your expression!" Mao Mao looked at my disapproving expression and shouted.

"That's it, that's it, who dares to break into your boudoir!" I quickly avoided the kitten's hand grabbing my ear and said, "What about the other one?"

"The other one is our monk, hahahahaha." Mao Mao covered his mouth and laughed for a while before panting and continued: "It is said that the devil just entered the monk's door and was kicked out by the monk. It was really a beating.

Ah! Hahahaha!"

Looking at the monk with an embarrassed expression, I extended my thumb to the monk and then asked, "Has the captain also been fucked by a demon?"

Someone behind me tapped me on the shoulder. I turned around and saw that it was the captain. "Stop complaining. The devil does this to let us live longer. Do you understand?"

"Yes!" He saluted the captain, and then saluted the devil. This guy waved his fingers on the brim of his hat and was done.

We followed this group of Eighth Route Army soldiers into the mountains. These guys were obviously new recruits. They were carrying a load of less than 30 kilograms. They died not long after walking. However, the squad leader who led the team was still good. The load could keep up with our pace.

, seems to be a veteran. Since they have not been issued cotton-padded clothes, and they are wearing single clothes, they have not accepted our special military uniforms, so we dare not let them spend the night in the mountains. The temperature difference between day and night in the mountains is too big. Dragging sleepy bodies

, walked exhaustingly for a whole day. It was not until noon the next day that we arrived at the regiment headquarters of the Eighth Route Army.

Looking at the captain in front of me who was shaking hands with the commander of the Eighth Route Army, I could see a constant fight between my upper and lower eyelids.

"Are you sleepy?" The kitten's voice flew into my ears.

"Well~~~~~~~" I shook my head and made a sound from my throat.

"Let me help you!" As the kitten spoke, her hand quietly slipped under my armpit. It wasn't until she pinched a little bit of my armpit that I felt her hand.

"Ah!" The severe pain made me shout out involuntarily. As soon as I opened my mouth halfway, I saw the captain's eyes. The captain said to us with lip language: "Embarrass me, let's see how I deal with you when I get back."

!", but after seeing the evil smiles on our faces, he turned around helplessly.

We entered the barracks, which were converted from fellow villagers' houses. It was actually a courtyard with three large rooms and a firewood shed. The kitten was assigned to the female soldier's barracks. The kitten's arrival would probably make the place very exciting.

"I found a room at random and fell asleep. In order to prevent the devil or other perverts from sneak attacks, I stood a porcelain bowl at an angle at the door. The porcelain bowl maintained a delicate balance. I believe that as long as the door moves slightly,

This balance will be broken. I put my m1903 away, looked at the beast, the monk and Lei Zi lying on the bed, squeezed out a place, and lay down next to the monk. I pulled out my short knife and put it under the pillow.

I put the box cannon next to my hand and touched the cold tube. Sleep gradually filled my brain. I closed my eyes and fell asleep all of a sudden.

I don’t know how long it took, but the sound of the porcelain bowl came to my ears. Before I could see who it was, I held the saber under the pillow with my left hand and my speed machine (the speed machine is Mao Zedong) in my right hand.

The Pistol used by the Soviet army, often called a box gun in China, can be fired twenty times.) I turned over and got out of bed. When the image in my eyes gradually became clearer, my knife was already pressed against the neck of the person in front of me, and the pistol was pointed directly at the other person.

A guy's head.

"Peng" felt a pain on his face, and the images in his eyes became clearer. It turned out that my knife was placed on the regiment leader's neck, and the pistol was pointed at the political commissar's head, and the guard behind them had just drawn it.

Pulling out the gun, I had already retracted the knife and gun before the captain's second punch came.

"Next time, when you point your gun at the enemy, don't forget to turn on the safety." The political commissar said to me with a smile. It seems that the psychological quality of these veterans is indeed strong, and they can still be so calm with a gun to their head.

"Stand at attention and salute!" Looking at everyone who had already gotten up, the captain shouted with authority.

"I wanted to come and see you, but I didn't expect to wake you up. However, dinner is ready, and the kitchen has specially added dishes for you. Are you interested in trying our Eighth Route Army's craftsmanship?" The regiment leader was not frightened.

He said with a kind face.

"Yes, leader! Make sure to destroy all the dinner you prepared!" I replied loudly.

The regiment commander came over and patted me on the shoulder, turned to the captain and said, "What a soldier! What a soldier!"

"You compliment me!" The captain responded humbly, and at the same time, he walked out of the room with the group leader. When his back was turned to me, he put one hand behind his back and gave me a thumbs up.

"Damn, the beating was so hard!" I rubbed my sore nose from the captain's beating. My nose was not straight before, but now it became even more flat.

"It's already very light. If you were serious, your nose would have been crooked! Besides, you are crazy. This is the camp of the Eighth Route Army. Do you think you are fighting in the wild? Idiot!" Lei Zi said. Lei Zi and I

I'm not very familiar with him, and I haven't spoken a few words in total. I just know that this guy is a firearms expert, especially good at making various landmines and the rapid placement of landmines, and he also has some research on various weapons.

"Aren't I afraid that the devil will come to harass me again? I want to show him some color!"

Everyone ignored me, patted me on the shoulder, picked up their weapons and walked out of the room. It seemed that everyone didn't trust this place, no one wanted to leave their weapons. I picked up my m1903 and followed everyone to the yard.

At first glance, even the captain was holding his Thomson. "Hey! It seems that everyone is about the same."

The captain looked at my expression and frowned in embarrassment. Then he saw that each of us was fully armed and shook his head helplessly. When everyone finally walked out of the door and carried the pillar of the heavy machine gun, each one could no longer endure it.

They couldn't stop laughing. Everyone pointed at each other and laughed, and finally even Zhuzhu himself started laughing. A group of people in the yard were like a group of fools, laughing inexplicably to the sky.

As we walked out of the yard, pairs of eyes fell on our weapons. The first thing that turned around was the captain's Thompson submachine gun. I always thought this gun looked weird. In fact, this gun still has a history in China. After all,

, China is one of the first countries to equip and imitate Thompson submachine guns in large quantities, even earlier than the US military and the British Expeditionary Force. The second is the German Maxim heavy machine gun carried on the shoulders of the pillar, and the last is the demon with yellow hair and blue eyes.

Foreigners, many people in the Eighth Route Army have never been to big cities, so they have never seen foreigners. The devil has disassembled the sight like me, so the m1903 does not look strange. Rats and old ghosts are not willing to change it.

Guns, they still carry their own old guns - Sanba Gai. Others also have their own equipment. In our team, the Czech machine gun is the favorite of many brothers. If I were a fireman, I would also

Choosing the Czech style, at least it looks more comfortable to me.

Outside the kitchen, we enjoyed the "special care" of the Eighth Route Army. The incomparable aroma of the "little stew" made me smile involuntarily.

"Our leader can't even afford these, so why should we give them to these bandits? I really don't know what the leader is thinking!" A discordant voice came to my ears from outside the yard.

"Don't talk about the chief. Brothers who were injured in fighting the Japanese can't eat meat. It would be nice if they could mix in an egg. Look at these bandits, wearing cotton clothes and trousers, and holding so many machine guns. That

There's a big guy, I've never seen one before, and there's a guy with blue eyes. It's really a waste to give these good things to them. If these guys were given to us, how many devils could we fight!" Another voice echoed.

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"Yeah, look at how many of our recruits don't have guns, just big knives or red-tasseled guns, but they still dare to rush up and fight the Japanese. I really don't know why the regiment leader received these bandits!" It seems that we are not here.

Welcome!

"Damn it!" Zhu Zhu couldn't help it after hearing a few words.

"Zhuzi, sit down and eat. You are so energetic. You are on guard tonight! There is no need to replace others!" the captain said without raising his head while eating.

"But, listen to what these monkeys say!" Zhuzi said, pointing his thumb outside.

"Let's prove it with actions! Don't use words!" The captain wiped his greasy mouth and continued: "Rat, you will be on guard at night, and then Liu Lang, Miracle Doctor, Third Brother, and Beast will change shifts in turn. Everyone should go to bed early and train as usual tomorrow morning.

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"Cool!" The devil sitting next to me suddenly said a foreign language, which shocked me. It had been a long time since I heard the devil speak a foreign language.

"What do you mean!" The studious Zhu Zhu squatted over with an extra-large bowl.

"It means more handsome than handsome!" I explained to Zhu Zhu. I had explained the word "handsome" to Zhu Zhu before.

There were no entertainment activities in the evening. I played with everyone for a while and then went to bed early. My biological clock woke me up on time before my shift. I don’t know how I developed this ability. I just need to repeat my words several times before going to bed.

When it's time to wake up, you will automatically wake up at about the same time.

Picked up my m1903 and installed the two sabers. The new saber was brought back from the last time I massacred Ergouzi in Xiaowangzhuang. This is a Chinese dagger. It seems to have been passed down from ancestors.

Sharpening iron does not damage the blade. There is a small hole on the handle of the dagger. There should be a gem inlaid in it, but it was probably lost or pawned by the original owner. However, the gem is of no use to me. I can't fix it.

It will also kill me because of its reflection.

Because I had known their location for a long time, I easily avoided the Eighth Route Army's patrol posts and secret posts, and quietly walked towards the location of the rats. This was a grass push in the middle of the village, directly facing where we lived.

In the courtyard, you can see the entrances on both sides of the village from the two passages, and the back is against a stone wall of the village. "Cuckoo!" I learned an owl's call. This is learned from wild beasts. This guy can learn it.

The sounds of many animals were lifelike. Soon the little face of a mouse appeared in the darkness behind the haystack. He looked around to make sure there was no one there, bared his teeth at me, and slipped back. An hour later, the miracle doctor
Chapter completed!