It was past two o'clock in the morning, which was the best time for deep sleep. However, with a few shrill shouts, the Japanese concession in Tianjin started to riot. First, a series of police whistles rang out, followed by the roar of motorcycles, and then a "ping-ping-pong" gunshot, which were mixed with Japanese screams: "Shoot! Catch him! Front..."

That night, the Japanese good people and traitors in the Japanese concession were destined to suffer from insomnia until dawn. As Ouyang Yun said, if you dare to be a traitor, you must be prepared to die. You must know that there are 40 million people in China, and traitors are rats crossing the street, and everyone can be punished - who knows whether a death-hunting bullet will be shot in a certain day?

Traitors seem to be far more afraid of death than ordinary people. Once the shadow of death is planted in their hearts, many people are in panic all day long, fearing that they will not see the sun tomorrow.

After Ouyang Yun jumped out of Bai Mansion, he immediately ran to the nearby distribution room. The woman's screams were very loud, and it was a pity for a wife who was a traitor. She was so loud that she was a patrol or something. She found that the thief shouted, and maybe she could scare the thief. The Japanese reacted very quickly, of course, it was also possible that this kind of thing happened a lot. She was trained by the Chinese army to eliminate traitors and speed up - the police whistle immediately sounded, and a few minutes later, the patrol and military police rushed here.

The person on duty in the distribution room was an old Chinese man. After being woken up by the police whistle, the old man looked out through the crack in the door. When he saw a masked man, he was immediately frightened to close the door and tied it up. He thought it was not enough. He put his desk on his face, then he began to fold his hands together and recited the names of several Bodhisattvas.

Ouyang Yun didn't want to waste time on breaking the door, so he used a vise to cut off the wire and then ran towards Heping Street.

He ran very fast, but the two legs could not beat three wheels after all, and had only run out for more than a hundred meters. The roar of a motorcycle came from behind him, and then the light shone over. He turned into an alley, stood close to the wall, took out his pistol, and turned off the infrared sight. Since the Japanese were behind him and there were lights, it would be too unwise to simply escape at this time to sell his back to the other party.

The motorcycle roared and soon drove to the point where he hid not far from him. The lights illuminated the streets. He listened intently, silently chanting the numbers in his mouth, counting the number of motorcycles, suddenly jumped out, raised his hand to shoot three points at three light sources, and then rolled to the front of the left.

"Puff puff puff" - with three crisp sounds of glass blowing open, the street immediately fell into darkness again. Accompanied by the harsh sound of tires rubbing against the ground - "creak", "there!" "Shoot!" "Catch him!" and gunfire began to sound.

The bullets were on the street next to Ouyang Yun, and the walls exploded, making an "aggressive" sound, and sparks were shot everywhere. He squatted on the ground, curled up slightly, and used the protective area of ​​the bulletproof vest as much as possible, then quickly jumped up, rolling across the street, stood up, raised his gun, and shot at the points where the flames were rising.

"Ah!" "Oh!" The screams were heard, and the cry was painful, and there was no one who hit the darkness. He stood there and continued to shoot until he shot all the bullets, and then turned around and ran.

The flames flashed from the Japanese guns completely exposed their location, but they couldn't tell where the bullets were fired, and they were killed and injured. They thought there were many assassinations, so they had to stop chasing. So the gunshots gradually became sparse. After about ten minutes, they waited for them to meet with the squadrons who were running to chase them. Ouyang Yun had already met Chu Tiange and started running towards the inn.

Sometimes there are amazing coincidences in history. Once the news that two traitor presidents were killed in the Japanese concession in the early morning of April 30 was exposed, it once again caused a considerable shock in the government and opposition between China and Japan.

The highest authorities in China inevitably made a few more people fiercely: "Myung Xipi, they can't calm down! Yes, the traitors want to kill, but they also have to look at the situation! He Yingqin doesn't need to do anything?!" Poor He Yingqin didn't know what was going on, but he took the blame for no reason; while the Japanese army's headquarters in North China raised the assassination to the height of the "incident" and classified it as the "Hebei incident". The difference is that this time Mijiro Hiratsu was really angry. On the one hand, he was angry because of his old nest, and on the other hand, he wanted to make his subordinates' big and small traitors

He worked hard, so he was very aggressive as soon as he came up. He sent Chief of Staff Takashi Sakai to meet with Takahashi Takahashi, an military officer of the Embassy in China, claiming that the case was "a Chinese xenophobic move. If the Chinese government does not pay attention to improvement, the Japanese side will take self-defense action"; while arranging the Japanese army stationed in Tianjin to demonstrate armedly in front of the Hebei Provincial Government for several days, holding street fighting exercises, and threatening the threat. However, He Yingqin was a veteran of the Kuomintang, former head of the Whampoa Military Academy, now he is a member of the side, but he is angry at both ends and cannot do anything. It is really difficult for him.

The next day, Ouyang and Chu, who learned the news from Chu Kuoji, laughed in anger on the spot and cursed: "Shameless, shameless!"

Ouyang Yun has now completely seen through the Japanese devils' tricks, sneered twice and did not express his opinion, and has a new understanding of his mission. It is easy to kill a few traitors, but it is not easy to truly defeat the Japanese devils. China has been weak for too long, and now it is nominal unification; the Japanese devils have been ambitious and planned for a long time, and one has risen and the other has become judged. There are many things that he needs to do. In this way, the route designed by the two old people is thoughtful and has a very high feasibility. Well, it seems that we must hurry up.

Chu Kuoji heard his nephew talk about this yesterday, but he didn't believe it was them. It was not difficult to kill two traitors who were waving their tails and begging for mercy, but what strength did the Japanese military police have? As a result, nine deaths and four injuries were not the case, and most people could not do it. He did not expect that this matter would cause such a big disturbance, and was a little worried about their safety, so he sent someone overnight to send them to the 25th Division student training class located in the suburbs.

There were more than 200 students in the 25th Division student training class, and most of the members were passionate young people studying in Tianjin. Seeing them, Ouyang Yun couldn't help but think of the scholarship regiment that Song Zheyuan set up.

The 29th Army's student corps was a tragedy, tragic and tragic one.

He remembered the story of the Scholar Corps so clearly, which originated from a military history class in the military academy. The one who taught was an old professor. I don’t know why it got to the topic, and then he started talking nonstop. When the old professor talked about this history, his expression was very tragic: "... The Scholar Corps were all progressive students who joined the army after the 19th Movement. They not only had knowledge, but also had ideals. Think about it, how many college students and how many middle school students were in China at that time? General Song Zheyuan actually couldn’t bear to let them join the army. The so-called Scholar Corps wanted to train them into the future local cadres of the 29th Army. Their base was in the south of the Nanwan barracks, and it was also the place with the least possibility of Japanese attacks. When the Japanese army rushed towards Nanwan, the students took them.

The gun has only been a few hours, and they don’t even know that they should lie down when the gun is fired. If these people survive, how many pillars of China will leave us! Unfortunately, for the sake of national independence and national prosperity, they have devoted themselves to the battlefield that they are not good at and watered the land they love with their passion. In hand-to-hand combat with the Japanese army, they often have to exchange ten living lives for an enemy soldier, but none of them retreated. The 1,700 scholars in the corps were alive and returned to Peking, but only 600 people——” Speaking of this, the old professor’s voice choked, and then he shouted hoarsely: “Everyone stands up, let us pay tribute to these ancestors!” Then, he lowered his head first—

Unconsciously, Ouyang Yun's eyes were wet - they often had to exchange ten living lives for an enemy soldier, but they changed, and none of them retreated. The 1,700 students of the School Corps returned to Peking alive, but only 600 people-

The teacher who never forgets the past and the next thing. Since he has come, this tragedy will never let it happen. He secretly swore in his heart, closed his eyes hard, wiped his face with his hand, wiped the tears away, and then pulled Chu Tiange up and ran to the training ground not far away. On the training ground, some students were practicing aiming with guns, and a group of people were learning to operate mortars under the leadership of an officer.

Seeing them, the officer stood up and asked with a smile: "New?"

With his feet together, Ouyang Yun made a handsome appearance in his position and saluted loudly: "Student Shen Yun came to report."

"Study the soldier Guo Xiaotian, report!" Chu Tiange followed suit.

Ouyang Yun shook his body and almost fainted - the names of the two people were naturally fake. It was originally agreed that Chu Tiange changed his name to Guo Xiatian. Unexpectedly, he would actually change it to Guo Xiaotian. Could it be that "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" also traveled through time?

Moved by Ouyang Yun's standard military posture, a bright color flashed in the officer's eyes, he stood attentively, and said with a bow: "Slow down. Chen Yun, have you ever been a soldier?"

"Swish" stood at attention, Ouyang Yun shouted: "Report, I have been a Boy Scout in the United States."

"American Boy Scouts?!" The officer was a little surprised, thinking that the American Boy Scouts could train such soldiers, so how could the regular American troops be so great?!

This statement was carefully considered by Ouyang Yun. No matter what he has been in the army for a long time, no matter what he does in the future, he will leave traces of the army. Instead of painstakingly concealing it, it is better to find an excuse to be open and upright. "Yes."

"Very good, can you shoot?"

"Crashing a cannon?!" Ouyang Yun blinked his eyes and smiled strangely. The term "Crashing a cannon" represents other meanings in the special forces brigade. It is very ambiguous and used to using it to joke. Now, he suddenly heard people mention it seriously, and he will inevitably lose his composure.

The officer saw it and was stunned and asked, "Is there any problem?" He thought to himself that it seemed that it was not a regular army after all, and his military posture was good, so his mentality was much worse.

He praised Ouyang Yun, and his mentality was not something that could be summarized by "badness". It was simply unbearable.

The special forces brigade does not care much about the concept of hierarchy. The officers and soldiers get along very well, and it is common to joke with each other. Unlike the current national army, where the ranks of officials and soldiers are very strict. As a later generation, Ouyang Yun only knew that the national army should call officers the chief, and he knew very little about other aspects. Fortunately, he had the background of the United States - "The chief, in the United States, shooting artillery has another meaning."

The commander was also a young man, with a strong curiosity, and immediately became interested: "Oh? Tell me."

"In the United States, shooting tricks specifically refers to men and women."

"Puff--" Some scholars couldn't help laughing and their mouths opened. More people stopped their work, looked at Ouyang Yun, and opened their mouths wide, including officers - Americans can really get involved in the matter of men and women?! Some people couldn't help thinking this way.

Chu Tiange heard this for the first time. As described earlier, this boy was a little silly, very modest, and had the good habit of asking questions. He touched his head and could not be equal to the matter of men and women. So he asked: "Brother, what is the code and which code is this? What is it completely unrelated!"

"Idiot!" Ouyang Yun gave him a thunderous sniffle, pinched a circle with his left hand, pounded the middle finger in his right hand, and said, "Get the cannon! Do you understand?"

"Ah!" Chu Tiange was honest and childish, and immediately opened his mouth wide and stunned. His appearance was so stupid that he was so funny that he laughed together with a "coaxing" sound.

The officer couldn't help but smile, looked at Ouyang Yun's gaze with new content, and asked reservedly: "So, what do the Americans say?"

"Youwillbefired? Can you fire?"

"Do you do?"

Ouyang Yun naturally knows it. As an elite special forces soldier of the People's Republic of China, he must be able to fly planes, parachuting, and going into the sea to drive a motorboat, swimming, and transportation on the ground. He must be proficient in one of them and be able to hold meetings and repairs. He has been a medical soldier before, so he is the most responsible for on-site rescue in the group. The captain did not require him to be proficient in a certain vehicle, but even so, simple tasks such as changing tires, replacing spark plugs, cleaning oil roads, etc. are not difficult for him. As for the use of weapons, except for missiles, he really doesn't know what he can do.

"Are there shells in the fifty-one caliber?"

Seeing him take a look, he reported the artillery. The officer immediately looked at him with admiration and deliberately took the exam. He pointed his hand forward and said, "The target farthest ahead will be tested."

The target looked one mile away from here, located on a small mound. Ouyang Yun stood straight, first checked, then stretched out his left hand, gave a thumbs up at the target, closed his left eye and glanced, and then started to schedule.

Experts can tell if there is anything at all when they reach out. A layman watches the excitement, and an expert sees the trick. Although the scholars are certainly shocked by his posture, the officer's eyes show a fanatical color, he looks down at the scale of the cannon and asks: "What's the distance?"

“About 500 meters.”

"Good boy! Not bad! Come and follow me."

"yes."

Watching them leave, many students' eyes became eager, and some people said enviously: "This new recruit is so powerful. It seems that he is going to join the special training group."

Chu Tiange was a little depressed. He suddenly realized that he was unable to leave Ouyang Yun. He was slim and took the conversation and asked, "What special training group?"

"You don't even know about the special training team?"

"He and the one just came."
Chapter completed!