"Damn, you can still play like this..." Hu Changyi could only sigh as he watched the soldiers of the Seventh Company give full play to their collectivism spirit and work together to stab the Japanese to death on the spot.

Of course, the Eighth Route Army members also wanted to capture a few Japs as prisoners. While fighting with the Japs, they shouted, "Hand in your guns and you won't kill them!"

But...the Japs said that we didn't understand, and thought you were calling Bageya Road...

Well, even if they understand, the Japanese soldiers will not surrender. These Japanese soldiers who have been educated for so many years have long regarded loyalty to the emperor as their life creed, the invasion of China as their life goal, and the establishment of that circle.

Circle work has become a lifelong career.

So...these Japs held their bayonets straight, and were stabbed to death one by one on the mountain road near Qigen Village. They no longer had the arrogance and cruelty when they killed people.

Time passed by minute by minute, and when the last Japanese was understood by the commander of the Seventh Company with a bayonet, more than half an hour had passed.

Well, this is one of the disadvantages of hand-to-hand combat, it wastes time.

"Okay, hurry up and clean the battlefield!" The seventh company commander looked behind him and then around, and said happily when he found no soldiers of his own were damaged.

"Seventh Company Commander, your Seventh Company is really unkind. There are so many Japanese, but none of them are left for our guerrillas!" Zhao Fengnian said at this time.

"Uh... Hahaha, forgive me, Old Zhao, this killing went smoothly and they were all killed! Hahaha..." The Seventh Company Commander was very familiar with Zhao Fengnian.

"You... you still risk your life when fighting! You have become a company commander, you have to change!" Zhao Fengnian said to his old comrade.

"Hehe...it must be..." the seventh company commander said.

"Seventh company commander...the regiment commander ordered your company to immediately be on guard two kilometers west after dealing with the Japs to prevent the Japs from returning reinforcements from the direction of Mashan Village!" the regimental communications soldier came over and shouted.

"That makes sense! Go tell the commander that we will go right away, so that he can clean the battlefield and collect supplies without worry. No Japanese will be released until our Seventh Company is dead!" The Seventh Company Commander assured, patting his chest.

"Okay, Seventh Company, bring your equipment and let's continue heading west!" The Seventh Company Commander led the team to the west.

"Captain Zhao, the commander asked you to clean up the battlefield quickly and don't let go of anything useful!" The communications soldier said to Zhao Fengnian again.

"Okay, I promise to complete the mission! The guerrillas have come to clean up the battlefield... Changyi, where is Changyi?" Zhao Fengnian asked.

"Captain Hu is already busy, but Captain Hu is only interested in those useful tools, so you'd better get started quickly!" the communications soldier said with a suppressed smile. Now the whole group knows that Hu Changyi of the guerrillas likes to tinker with those tools.

Yes, but I don’t care much about weapons and ammunition.

Of course, those old enough veterans in the regiment have not forgotten the little figure who followed his father and looked around curiously, nor have they forgotten the way the child remained silent all day long after his father was gone...

There are many such children in the team, some older and some younger; some followed the Long March all the way, some did not make it out of the Long March and died on the way, and some simply did not break out...

Of course, there are also some younger children who were left in the homes of their fellow villagers by their revolutionary parents before they even had time to speak. They have not been recovered yet...

After killing the Japanese, all that's left is to clean the battlefield. Compared with killing the Japanese, cleaning the battlefield is more tedious and time-consuming, but it's all worth it.

"Xiao Diao, time is limited. Don't take off the military uniforms of the Japs who were killed by the elm cannon. Just take off these here! Xiao Er, take the Zhao brothers to take off the uniforms of those Japs.

I took off my shoes and took them away, and it looked like they were too small."

"Xiao Diao, although the devils over there don't take off their clothes, they must loot all their belongings. You are an expert at this!"

"You guys are busy here for now. Lai Dongxing, please keep an eye on me. I'll go find the regiment leader and ask for some people!" Letting the 20 or so people from the guerrilla team search for 200 Japanese soldiers would be too much work, so Zhao Fengnian quickly arranged it.

After a while, I went to Li Yunlong to ask for someone.

"System, you can come out now!" Well, at this time, Hu Changyi had already gone down the mountain, and he also let the system come out and show his face.

"Ding... Congratulations to the host for completing an ambush battle! The host's current merit point is 838 points, and the system soul energy is 255/10000."

"Ding... the system has extracted 180 available skills for the host to redeem, please check."

"Ding……"

Well, after patiently listening to the system's series of prompts, Hu Changyi knew that this time he and the elm cannons he made had killed 156 Japanese soldiers at once, and then the system also absorbed the soul energy and extracted it.

180 redeemable skills.

As for the rest, Hu Changyi just listened to it and treated it like listening to music, which didn't make much sense anyway.

While listening to the system prompts, Hu Changyi walked among the corpses on the ground. Fortunately, they were all corpses of Japanese soldiers, and none of his own family members were seen.

Well, I'm afraid the sacrifices in this battle were very small, even only the wounded but not the comrades who died in the battle, which is very good.

Finally, Hu Changyi's eyes fell on a pack horse standing on the roadside gnawing weeds on the ridge.

What attracted his attention was not that the horse was very tall, but that the box carried on the horse's back had no label or text mark. This was exactly what he wanted.

Well, what he wants is not the box itself, but... he just wants to find a box without any markings and large enough, and then put the small bullet reloading machine he exchanged from the system into it.

Consider it the capture of this battle. Well, by the way, put those flash hats in as well.

As for the Eighth Route Army members who wonder why the Japs have such a machine in their supplies? Then ask the Japs, how could I, Hu Changyi, know this?

"I hope there's nothing in the box that I have to hand over!" Hu Changyi untied the rope that tied the box and put the box on the ground. Then, seeing that no one was paying attention, he opened the lid of the box to see what was inside.

"Is this... a can? And a stainless steel flask? Or the Chang Naichao version? Is this a special benefit for which captain?" Hu Changyi looked at the contents in the box and couldn't help but be a little stunned. Well, he was right

The welfare system of the Japanese army is really confusing.

"No matter what, these things are cheap for me today!" Hu Changyi closed the lid and directly asked the system to collect the contents of the box into its own item space, and put the small bullet reloading machine into the box.
Chapter completed!