Chapter 0013 Depressed Kong Jie

evening.

The performance of the Light Cavalry Literary and Art Team has begun.

The two shows Wang Liang arranged for them.

The Eighth Route Army soldiers and fellow villagers gathered together to watch the show.

The Eighth Route Army soldiers sat on the ground and gave the horse stools and small stools to the fellow villagers.

The performance begins.

When the soldiers saw the Japanese and traitors entering the village, beating people, rob food, and want to abuse women, the soldiers were so angry that they hated them.

Fortunately, I put the gun away before watching the performance, otherwise things would be easy.

At the critical moment, the armed forces team rushed over and cleaned up the devils and traitors, beating them to death.

Seeing this, the soldiers and fellow villagers applauded and applauded.

The second program is adapted from the battle clips of the Xinyi Group in Cangyunling and the Sakata United team.

The soldiers of the New First Regiment fought hand-to-hand combat with the Japanese.

Even if he was stabbed by the Japanese bayonet, the warrior would try his best to give the Japanese a fatal blow before he died.

Holding the Japanese, rolling down the cliff, rolling into the fire.

Bite the Japanese with their teeth.

Use your head to fight against the Japanese helmet.

Kill the Japanese at all costs and regardless of the consequences.

The soldiers at the garrison and fellow villagers were worried about it. They admired the soldiers fighting on the front line like the New Orlean Regiment, and their determination to fight against the Japanese invaders became even stronger.

"Captain, you..."

Wang Liang noticed that there was tears in Li Yunlong's eyes and handed over a handkerchief.

Li Yunlong did not take over the handkerchief and wiped his tears directly with his sleeve.

"The labor and capital didn't cry. The wind was too strong, and they were fascinated by the eyes. Your boy's drama director is really good. When you go to the independent troupe, you will arrange a few shows and act according to this. It's really fucking to be angry!"

"No problem with the team leader." Wang Liang quickly agreed.

Li Yunlong is also a flesh-and-blood person.

He was in charge of the battle of Cangyunling and coordinated the overall situation.

He knew that the hand-to-hand combat was fierce, but he did not notice many details.

Through this program arranged by Wang Liang, Li Yunlong seemed to see his own soldiers who had already died again.

Of course, there are mixed feelings.

He is proud of his soldiers' performance on the battlefield.

But seeing them sacrificed one by one, I felt like a knife cutting it, and it felt particularly uncomfortable.

The show is over.

Just when everyone was in a very heavy mood, the host on the stage shouted:

"A week ago, the new regiment of the heroic troops of the Japanese Sakata United defeated at Cangyunling, which is the representative of the combat heroes in our second program. Now it is in our base area. Comrades and fellow villagers, let us invite them to the stage with the warmest applause. How about it?"

Quiji quaiji quaiji quaiji quaiji

The soldiers and fellow villagers at the resident naturally applauded vigorously.

Wang Liang and Li Yunlong pulled them down on the stage in Zhang Youfu's life.

Facing the audience in the audience, Li Yunlong saluted a military salute and introduced himself in a vigorous voice:

"Hello comrades, I am Li Yunlong, the former leader of the Xinyi Group."

Wang Liang's voice was also very loud: "Wang Liang, former security officer of the Political Department of the New First Regiment, salute!"

Quiji quaiji quaiji quaiji quaiji

The applause from the audience became even more intense.

Wang Liang and Li Yunlong said a few simple words each and then stepped down.

The performance was successfully completed.

This night, many people were destined to have difficulty falling asleep.

The next day.

After getting up early, Wang Liang and Li Yunlong drove a carriage carrying 1,000 bullets, two boxes of grenades, and two hundred military uniforms to Yangcun, the headquarters of the Independent Regiment.

As soon as he entered Yangcun, Wang Liang felt that the morale here was very low.

From the former commander Kong Jie to the soldiers below, they were all frowning.

Since its establishment, the Independent Group has not suffered such a tragic defeat.

The regiment headquarters was attacked by sneak attack, the political commissar was injured, the deputy regiment commander was killed, and more than 20 soldiers were lost.

But no corpse of the Japanese was left behind.

Wang Liang followed Li Yunlong to check the body of the soldier who died the night before yesterday. Kong Jie's tobacco gun could not stop and kept smoking.

It can be seen that he was very uncomfortable.

Just listen to Kong Jie:

"See it. All the shots of the sacrificed soldiers were on their faces. Anyway, you don't believe anything I told you now. These Japanese devils are different from the previous Japanese devils. They don't say anything silently, and their shooting skills are accurate. Three people formed a tactical team, all of which were automated rifles, touched from the side of Yangcun cliff."

"Our fortifications are built in front of us, and they have no effect at all. They will leave after they are beaten and will not bother you too much. If you want to fight with others for bayonets, you can't find anyone. I, Kong Jie, have never lost such a big person in my life. It's so fucking evil."

Li Yunlong wanted to comfort Kong Jie, but after hearing his complaining for a long time, he couldn't help but say:

"I said, "Are you old Kong scared by the Japanese? I heard you say it all to give the Japanese a huff. I said that the Japanese are so powerful. No matter how well they are equipped, no matter how tactical they are, they are still carrying one head on both shoulders? Why are they all the corpses of our soldiers? Why are there not even a single Japanese corpse? Could it be that your guns were fired into the sky?"

Kong Jie suddenly became angry: "Li Yunlong, you can disgust me, but you can't disgust me and the sacrificed soldiers! You saw it just now, which bullet was not fired against them?"

Wang Liang went around and came back and saw that Li Yunlong and Kong Jie were a little stiff.

He stepped forward and said, "Two leaders, please look at this."

Wang Liang handed the leg gun holster he picked up to Li Yunlong and Kong Jie.

Li Yunlong took it over and looked up and down, and had never seen anything like this before: "It should be a gun holster, it looks a bit strange. Why is the tied rope so short? Can the Japanese guy's waist be so thin?"

"Captain, this is a quick holster."

As he said that, Wang Liang tied the gun holster to his thigh, then took out the shell gun from Li Yunlong, and demonstrated the process of pulling out the gun and aiming at the shooting to Li Yunlong and Kong Jie.

Wang Liang is not unfamiliar with the quick pull-out holster.

As a special policeman, he has to tie up every time he goes on a mission, so he is particularly familiar with it.

"Can the gun be fired so fast?"

Kong Jie was shocked by Wang Liang's speed of pulling his gun.

"Two team leaders, you can take a look at this again."

After saying that, Wang Liang handed over the bullet shell he picked up and said:

"This group of Japanese use 9mm submachine gun bullets and 8mm pistol bullets. I have not found any other types of bullets around."

Li Yunlong had never seen a submachine gun with a 9mm bullet, but he knew the 8mm bullet pistol: "Is the pistol the South Fourteen?"
Chapter completed!