"Bagaya Road, these hateful Chinese people are shooting randomly again."

The Japanese squad leader heard the gunshots coming from afar and was so angry that he wanted to go back to settle the score with Wu Zhiwen. Because he had scolded the other party just now and refused to let him shoot casually, but he started to fire again. This would be a great thing to let Lord Sakata know about it.

But at this time, a Japanese sergeant commander said, "Forget it, sir, these Chinese are also helping us with work and working very hard. Let them kill them. If it arouses public grievances, we will just kill them and solve the problem."

"That's what you said. With these bastards here, we will save a lot of trouble."

The Japanese team leader let go and led the people to continue walking forward. At this moment, a Japanese correspondent came to report: "Report to the chief, the headquarters called and asked why there were gunfire west of Ningyang County."

The Japanese team leader said helplessly: "Tell me that the Dongping County Security Group, who had newly defected to, is catching the Eighth Route Army. I have scolded them, but they just don't listen. If the headquarters is dissatisfied, go and scold them!"

"Hi!"

The Japanese correspondents received the order and then called back to the Bantian command center, saying that the gunshot was because the newly defected Dongping County Security Corps was catching the Eighth Route Army.

Captain Sakata United was very happy to hear this report. He originally thought it was a group of parasites who had no use and went to the Imperial Army to eat for free. He was thinking about when he would throw these people to the front line as cannon fodder. But he didn't expect that these people were still useful. He knew that he was looking for something to do and to catch the Eighth Route Army.

The Eighth Route Army was their biggest concern. His Fifth Division suffered losses from the Eighth Route Army in Pingxingguan, so the Japanese devils of the Fifth Division hated the Eighth Route Army very much.

The same is true for the old Japanese devils in Sakata, who are all determined to seek revenge on the Eighth Route Army.

However, the battle in Xuzhou was about to come, so they could only advance southward to prepare for opening up the Jinpu Line.

But what the old Japanese devil in his dreams was that Wu Zhiwen had no ability to catch the Eighth Route Army. He was so hungry. In addition, he didn't even have a bite of food to eat when he came to the Japanese and felt so angry that he killed innocent people. So he just vented his anger.

As for fighting the Eighth Route Army, then ask him if Wu Zhiwen dares?

His subordinates had no combat power, when he was in Jining, the 22nd Division wiped out one regiment without any effort. If it weren't for his other regiment running fast, he would have been wiped out one regiment long ago in Jining City.

At this time, he was even pursued by less than a hundred independent regiment soldiers, and hundreds of them fled in panic. They didn't even know how many people were chasing them behind them.

Lao Nu led his men to chase and kill more than 80 Wu Zhiwen's men.

But Wu Zhiwen and his men also ran away without a trace because of this.

Lao Nu whistled, gathered the troops and stopped chasing. However, he found that the people he brought were all there, except for a few who were scratched by stray bullets, no casualties were found in this battle.

"Grandma, what kind of pistol brigade is this? It's all a bunch of wine bags."

Lao Nu cursed because he looked up to the other party. If he had known this, he would not leave any holes for the other party and wiped them out in the Wuming Village.

But then I thought about it again and again, maybe it wasn't possible. The pistol brigade escaped in a panic because they had a way out, but if they had no way out, they might have to fight to the death.

So when I think of this, Lao Lu felt relieved.

"Sweep the battlefield and bring all the guys on them back. Their bodies are made of German shell guns, grandma's, it's really a waste of resources."

Lao Nu ordered the battlefield to be cleaned up and collected all the wreck guns and bullets. As for the corpses on the ground, just wait for the Japanese to clean up themselves!

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

At this moment, the warrior of the Independent Corps who was cleaning the battlefield actually encountered a living person.

When the boy was running away, he was in a panic and knocked himself into a tree and ran into a dizzy place. He survived by chance.

"Damn it, how dare you pretend to be dead?"

The soldier raised his gun and prepared to add another shot to him.

"etc!"

Lao Nu, who was smoking in the distance, heard a living mouth and stopped him, because this was a living mouth. At least he had to ask clearly first and then send this kid on his way.

Lao Sa smiled warmly and cunningly and said, "Hahaha, little brother? Do you want to survive?"

"Think, think!"

The soldier from the Pistol Brigade replied without thinking.

Lao Nu smiled again, and then said, "Our group likes smart people, and I like smart people too. Did you ask me to ask? Or did you say it yourself?"

"I, I'll say it myself."

The soldier from the pistol brigade said repeatedly, and then he brought out all the things.

Of course, these include Kazuo Miyata from the Black Dragon Society, and the fact that they had just surrendered to the Japanese.

Another thing is that Wu Zhiwen has been promoted to Dongping County Security Commander.

Lao Nu sneered, pulled out his gun from the waist of the soldier of the pistol brigade and loaded the bullets.

The soldier from the pistol brigade seemed to notice something was wrong and hurriedly said, "Sir, did you say you wouldn't kill me?"

Lao Nu sneered: "If you didn't surrender to the Japanese, I might let you go. But there is a rule in our independent group that Japanese and traitors will die!"

Bang!

After saying that, Lao Nu fired directly and shot the soldiers of the pistol brigade. The reason was that they had no other reason. In addition to their surrender to the Japanese, they had harmed their compatriots. Such people, even if they cried to you in tears, they would never be able to stay.

What's more, how could he break the rules of the independent group if he was old snoring?

"Let's go to the village and find out what the villagers know."

Lao Nu waved his hand and rushed back to the village. In addition to asking about some Japanese military information, the most important thing was to take away the guns from the corpses in the village.

These guns are all good things, so Han Fuju spent a lot of money to build this pistol brigade. Many of the German-style shell guns are more than 90% new.

So how could he let go of such good weapons and equipment?

When I was young, I returned to the village, and there were ordinary people crying with their relatives everywhere.

Lao Nu comforted: "The villagers are mourning for the change. Although the scums were beaten away by us, I'm afraid he and the Japanese will come back to take revenge. It's better for everyone to clean up the valuable things at home and leave here quickly, so as not to cause greater losses if those people come back."

"I won't leave anymore. This sir, I want to join the army, I want to fight the Japanese and traitors!"

A young man knelt straight in front of Lao Na, and he was the one who ran out of the village to ask for help before.
Chapter completed!