Rise from the sword

Chapter 111 Brother Xizi, you are the third at most!

"Li Yunlong, head of the independent regiment..."

Hearing this name, the aggrieved people in Heidao who were bombarded by the Eighth Route Army all the way and could not fight back, and the rage caused by the death of their subordinates suddenly calmed down, and even felt inexplicably grateful in their hearts.

Fortunately, only two trucks were lost, and more than 20 soldiers were killed.

Fortunately, I was not killed by a mortar!
He couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief.

Who is Li Yunlong?
Many people in Hei Dao didn't know, except that this person was a commander of the Eighth Route Army. They didn't know anything about his birthplace, age, military rank, education level, or even gender.

But what Li Yunlong has done, everyone in the North China Front Army is familiar with it.

This person led a regiment of the Eighth Route Army in Cangyunling, defeated the Sakata Regiment head-on, and killed the captain of the Sakata Nobuzhe Sakata Regiment with mortars. More than a hundred people rushed for five hundred miles, killed the imperial army's lieutenant Zuo Ikeda Jiuichi among the heavy soldiers of the empire, and then retreated smoothly under the pursuit of nearly ten thousand imperial troops.

It simply refreshed the Imperial Army's understanding of the Eighth Route Army.

Counting, including the Sakata Alliance headquarters, there are no less than five officers who died at the hands of this person, including two lieutenants, one chief, and two minors.

Is he from the Eighth Route Army or the Eighth Route Army?

The Central Army's German armorers have never seen such a tiger!
"Send a report to Commander Shinozuka!"

Many people in Heidao hurriedly called the communications officer: "We found Li Yunlong, the head of the Independent Regiment of the Eighth Route Army in Shou County, but the specific location of his troops is unknown. We request the assistance of the intelligence department."

Seeing that the telegram was sent, many people in Heidao walked towards the gun tower. Judging from the traces on the ground, the Eighth Route Army did not encounter any major fighting obstacles when they left the village.He intends to take a look to see why the well-designed gun towers did not play their intended role, and neither heavy machine guns nor solid bunkers could seriously hinder the Eighth Route Army.

As for sending troops to pursue Li Yunlong's independent regiment, he is not interested.

Judging from the combat records I learned afterwards, Sakata Dazuo was not incompetent, careless and arrogant as those idiots said, but he was very cautious. He used two positions very carefully when dealing with an Eighth Route Army regiment-level unit. The brigade was used as an offensive force, but even with such caution, a permanent division of the empire was defeated head-on. This is definitely not explained by pure luck.

This Li Yunlong must have extraordinary abilities.

Besides, let alone whether it can catch up with the Eighth Route Army in the mountainous area, just judging from the firepower displayed by the opponent, two mortars with a caliber of 80 or more have a range of more than three kilometers, four mortars with a caliber of 60, and a large number of light machine guns , he might not know who will win and who will win in a fight with 400 people!

He is not a group of stupid officers, his mind is full of the imperial jihad and the emperor's jade fragments. He only knows to charge forward with a samurai sword, and then be killed by someone. This is not an idiot for the empire's jade fragments, it is called sending the enemy to death.

Therefore, to deal with Li Yunlong, let the higher-ups do it.

For example, Colonel Yamamoto, who clamored to destroy the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army last time and was beaten up halfway, was very suitable.

"Ohara...jun..."

As soon as they walked into the gun tower, many people in Heidao hadn't opened their mouths yet, and their voices froze immediately.

The captain of his heavy machine gun team, Lieutenant Masao Ohara, was lying on a stretcher at this time, with his neck tilted and his eyes widened. He had been dead for a long time. Judging from the blood on his neck, he should have been shot in a blood vessel in the neck. and died.

"Your Excellency Captain..."

A sergeant explained the whole story to many people in Hei Dao.

Of Zhao Gang's two shots, the first shot hit the heavy machine gun shooter's forehead and killed him on the spot, while the second shot hit the throat of the sub-captain of the sub-team. The bullet passed through the fragile throat and hit the neck of Masao Ohara behind. department.

If the bullet shatters the throat, the person will not be fatal immediately, but can still struggle for a period of time, and if rescued in time, he can still be alive.Afterwards, although Masao Ohara was hit in the neck, the power of the bullet was greatly reduced, and Masao Ohara did not die on the spot. Facing the first and second in command who were injured at the same time, the little devils in the blockhouse were completely confused. Jumping to the rescue, so much so that he forgot to fight.

In the end, no one was rescued, and the Eighth Route Army also left.

Under the dual effects of skill and luck, Zhao Gang shot the second time, killing twice with one shot, and completely destroyed the command system of the blockhouse.

"500 meters, two shots passed through the gap in the bulletproof steel plate and hit the machine gunner..."

The corners of Heidao people's eyes twitched.

Today he has lost more than 20 soldiers of the imperial army and two trucks, and adding a machine gun squad leader and deputy captain is not bad, it is acceptable, after all, the opponent is the famous Li Yunlong, who killed Sakata and Li Yunlong, Lieutenant Assistant Ikeda Jiuichi , Reported up to be scolded at most.

But for a master shooter who hits a palm-sized area with two shots in a row more than 500 meters away, he is the only one who can hardly accept it.

If you encounter troops with this level of shooters on the battlefield, the death rate of officers will be several times higher.Moreover, this kind of shooting master is also rare in the imperial army!A division is also hard to find one.

Fortunately, I didn't pursue it...

Why do shooters of this level appear in the ranks of the Eighth Route Army, and they are still Li Yunlong's troops!

The fury in the hearts of many people on Hei Dao was aroused again.

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early morning.

Jia Zhuang.

In the bright orange morning light, the busy and noisy Yang family compound in the past was bleak. The guard yard with the wolf dog at the door was gone, the copper-plated gate was blown down, and the walls painted every month were full of holes.

Doorway.

With hair parted in the middle, a round hat, and round glasses, Liu Neng, the eldest son of the Liu family, a translator in black, looked at the riddled Liu family courtyard with disdain. Da Zhaizi, he has no interest at all, nor does he feel distressed at all.

It's an old antique, garbage that can't keep up with the times, what's the use of keeping it, or destroying it.

And those two, one old thing, one unsupportable waste, it's fine to die.

clean!

Then, he turned his gaze to one side, with distressed eyes. It was the Liu family's secret warehouse, where the grain of the Liu family's thousands of acres of land was stored for more than a year. A pile of wooden frames remained.

Originally, he wanted to wait for the price of grain to be higher before selling it to make a fortune, but he didn't expect...

Thinking of this, he flashed sharply, touched the bastard box on his waist, and looked at the yellow-skinned security team members beside him:
"Let all the people in Jiazhuang gather together, and shoot anyone who is disobedient. They will be charged with fornication!"

"Yes, Translator Liu!"

Security team members left quickly with their guns in their hands.

Jiazhuang is a well-known large village near Shouxian County. There are many fertile fields in the surrounding area, and there is a small river passing through it, so there are a lot of people living here. In addition, there are hundreds of refugees who fled here from all over the place. family.

Soon, under the threat of gunpoint, more than a thousand people, old and young, all gathered in Jiazhuang.

"I heard that someone in Jiazhuang had an affair with the Eighth Route Army yesterday and led the Eighth Route Army into the village. The Eighth Route Army killed my father and the deputy captain of the security team! They also robbed my Liu family of food!"

"This pissed me off!"

"It also made the imperial army very angry."

"Therefore, the imperial army ordered me to investigate this matter with full authority, find out the mastermind who led the Eighth Route into the village, and recover the food!"

On the high platform in front of the Liu family compound, the second son of the Liu family, the captain of the security team of Shou County, was holding a handful of bastard boxes in his hand, with gloomy eyes.

As soon as he spoke, there was a sudden commotion in the audience.

Those who didn't go out to participate in the rally yesterday looked the most relaxed, and those who didn't take food also breathed a sigh of relief, and they secretly cheered.The face of the person who took the food suddenly turned pale, and his eyes were faintly frightened. Some people regretted taking the food, and some people regretted why they didn't run away with the food.

Some people even began to complain about the Eighth Route Army.

Okay, why should we divide their food!

Also talk about those anti-Japanese and so on.

Why come to Jiazhuang!
The second son of the Liu family stood on a high place, scanning the villagers with their heads bowed in front of him. Seeing their expressions of fear, nervousness, or relaxation, the corners of his mouth gradually grinned:

"Besides, I also heard that the Eighth Route Army distributed my family's food to you all."

His words immediately caused the originally chaotic audience to 'boom' into a commotion.

Everyone immediately understood that the traitor, the second son of the Liu family, had taken a fancy to their food and wanted to take the opportunity to squeeze out their family's food.

How could he, traitor Liu, be unaware of the fact that the Eighth Route Army transported food from their home?But what the Eighth Route Army took away couldn't be brought back, and the Second Devils couldn't beat the Eighth Route Army, so they could only rob them from the homes of ordinary people like them.

"No, we didn't share our food. I didn't even go out yesterday!"

"That's right, our family didn't take it..."

A villager suddenly yelled.

Other villagers also talked one after another, disregarding the relationship.

"Quiet!"

"Give me peace!"

The second devils with guns around shouted, and the villagers in Jiazhuang immediately fell silent. Everyone looked at the second son of the Liu family with fear, even the relaxed villagers just now showed their fear.

This bastard is here to grab food again!

Is it really not giving people a way to live?

"I know what the Eighth Route Army did."

Touching the pistol bestowed by the emperor in his hand, the tone of the second son of the Liu family, who seemed to be in power, was still gloomy:

"Who doesn't want to take the food that you have? It's Balu who grabbed the food, not you. I won't blame you for the little food. As long as I return the food, I can forget the past."

"But, we really didn't take any food!"

Facing the surrounding bayonets, several villagers in the audience gritted their teeth. Even though they knew that they would be beaten up if they said it, and they might lose their lives, they had to say it.

The family only grows a little food, and if it is handed in, it will not be able to survive next year.

But most of the villagers remained silent. According to their previous urination, they knew very well that this traitor just wanted to rob their family of food.

If I had known it would be better to go home with a few more bags yesterday... Some villagers looked at the table built by the Eighth Route Army, and suddenly regretted the remaining food.

Anyway, the food at home will be robbed, so I might as well get more, maybe I can get through this year.

"To shut up!"

The two devils on the side smashed the butt of their guns, knocking the talking villager to the ground.

Without even looking at the villagers who were knocked to the ground, the second son of the Liu family remained unchanged in his tone:

"However, as fellow villagers of Jiazhuang, I will give you a chance."

"As long as you report, whoever took my food from my family can only pay back half of the food. If you can tell me where the family hid my food, I don't even need to hold them accountable for taking my food. Then you don’t have to pay me back the food.”

"How about it?"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the Jiazhuang villagers in the audience changed drastically. They either lowered their heads or looked at the people next to them with vigilance.

Who took the food and who didn't take it yesterday, so many people went there, no one could escape.Moreover, whether he took it or not is not a matter of his traitor Liu's words. As long as someone reports it and he says you took it, then he took it!

The originally united Jiazhuang villagers suddenly became suspicious and afraid of each other.

In the crowd, there were even a few people who even started to give it a try.

Liu Dahan narrowed his eyes, satisfied with the expressions of everyone in the audience.

These guys usually hid the food, and the hiding was still very tight. He couldn't find it no matter how hard he searched. When collecting the food, they all cried and said that there was no food and they were about to starve to death.

But since he couldn't find it, it didn't mean that the villagers in the same village didn't know about it, and they just took advantage of this opportunity to extract a batch of grain to make up for the shortfall.

As for some of these people starving to death...
Hmph, these days, there aren't many other things, but there are a lot of people.

Looking at the few people in the crowd who were eager to try, as well as the villager on the ground who had been shot but hadn't gotten up yet, Liu Dahan decided to add fire.

He opened the insurance of the bastard box in his hand, pointed the gun at the villagers on the ground, and said grimly:

"If anyone dares to know and not report, this is the end..."

Snapped·····

The crisp gunshots sounded, and everyone in Jiazhuang under the stage panicked. Some squatted down with their heads in their hands, and some avoided. In the panic, several people tripped over. As for the old man on the ground, he closed his eyes in despair.

However, the old man and a few people around him discovered that the shot missed...

Put it upside down?

The villagers looked up suspiciously.

Everyone saw that the arrogant and domineering dog traitor was lying on the ground at this time, and the staring boss dropped his pistol to the side. On the side of his head, a large area of ​​red and white stained the ground, and his brain was mixed with blood. out.

"There are enemies!"

"There are enemies!"

Looking at the second brother who fell to the ground, and the blood and brains all over the floor, Liu Translator realized it and yelled in a hurry.

The puppet soldiers on the side raised their guns one after another, looking for where the enemy was.

Snapped···

There was another gunshot, and Translator Liu fell to the ground, spraying blood and brains all over the floor.

At this time, the security team assembled by a group of hooligans, who had no formal military training or battle experience, still couldn't find out where the enemy was or where they fired.

Snapped····

In the third shot, a small head of the puppet army was shot in the forehead and fell straight down.

Snapped····

With the fourth shot, the brains of a puppet soldier hidden behind the wall burst to the ground.

Snapped····

When the sixth puppet army was headshot, they lost their command, and the second devils who hadn't found out where the enemy was was scattered away, and even a few second devils fled for their lives, dropped their guns, and took off their clothes yellow skin.

The gunshots still rang out one after another, and the two devils also fell down one after another...
The gunfire didn't stop until there was no puppet army at the entrance of the village.

In a haystack more than 300 meters away from the Yang family compound, Cao Mantang, covered with branches, stood up. This haystack not only concealed his figure, but also concealed the fireworks from the muzzle.

Cao Mantang looked at the puppet army running towards the devil's gun tower in the distance, sighed, and said a rare sentence:

"More than 500 meters, the bullets are flying too much..."

After muttering, he carried his gun and left without looking back.

In front of the Yang family compound, looking at the two downed dog traitors and big bullies, the crowd suddenly burst into cheers:
"Good kill!"

"These two dogs are finally dead!"

"The Eighth Route Army is doing well!"

"..."

"Shh...the devil's gun tower is still there!"

Following a person's reminder, the crowd dispersed immediately. Before leaving, the villagers even moved away some of the remaining food, leaving only the corpse of the second devil on the ground.

As for the devil's gun tower, after a puppet army ran in to explain the situation, especially after the mysterious gunman killed a dozen people without missing a shot, and none of them found the enemy's location in the end,
The devils remembered yesterday, the mysterious gunman who hit the machine gunner at 500 meters, and they looked at each other for a while, and no one spoke for a long time.

The 500-meter sharpshooter, a dozen of them, I'm afraid they will all die before they see anyone...

And when they informed the Shou County Command of the situation, there was no reply.

In the end, after waiting for a long time, the second devils outside did not wait for the reaction of the devils' fathers, and the gun tower did not let them in. They had no choice but to leave with fear and loneliness, like a dingy bereaved dog.

"The devil doesn't seem to be moving..."

In Jiazhuang, the villagers discovered that half an hour had passed, and the devils hadn't even come to clean up the situation. The bodies of the two big traitors of the Liu family were still lying outside, and even the devils inside the turret hadn't come out.

"The devil is also afraid..."

"It turns out that devils are also afraid of the Eighth Route Army!"

The villagers of Jiacun understood clearly.

"Hmph, devils are nothing more than that! The dog legs are killed, and they dare not come forward."

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On the way back to the Independence Group, Wang Xikui's face was very ugly.

He was in a bad mood.

The political commissar hit the machine gun with two shots at 500 meters, which he could not do with his elbows. Wang Xikui had tried it before. At 500 meters, he had to rely on luck partly when he hit a fixed portrait target, and his hit rate was about [-]%.

This made Wang Xikui feel shocked. He had always believed that his marksmanship was already top-notch.

And just now I learned that the head of the regiment left Cao Mantang to clean up the puppet army and kill the two traitors of the Liu family. This made him very unconvinced. Why not choose me? And concealment ability, or Cao Mantang is suitable.

This hit Wang Xikui even more.

He was nearly forty years old, and his physical strength was indeed inferior to that of a young man in his twenties.

During his 20-year career as a hunter, he has honed his top-notch marksmanship and extraordinary cold weapon skills. In the past, he used a knife to fight wild boars, and his bayonet skills are even better. downwind.

However, now there is a political commissar who is much better at marksmanship than him, and Cao Mantang, who is in his twenties with no worse marksmanship than him, and bayonet skills will not be of much use after the Independence Regiment has enough bullets.

This made Wang Xikui feel very bad, and felt that he was going to be useless.

Physical strength must be exhausted, and the bayonet probably won't help much, and in a short period of time, there is no way to improve marksmanship.Is there any way to play this pistol technique?
With a sinking heart, Wang Xikui thought quietly.

On the side, a new soldier who has been in the army for half a year came over and smiled: "Brother Xizi, the soldiers in the company are now saying that the political commissar's shot, your marksmanship is at most third."

Wang Xikui's expression froze at that moment.

"Just wait, labor and management must kill at least fifty devils, and be the one who kills the most devils in the regiment!"

Wang Xikui narrowed his eyes and suddenly found his purpose in life.

It doesn't matter if you don't hit enough others, as long as you kill more than others.

Over 20 years of hunting career, there must be no one in the regiment aiming and shooting faster than myself.

(End of this chapter)