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Chapter 1430 The First Battle
After some turbulence, the plane finally climbed above the clouds and flew steadily.

The huge noise did not stop the cannon fodders' great curiosity. They all rushed to look at the blue sky outside the window, the white clouds below, and their usual laughter.

"Prince, you are awesome." Snake Butt gave a thumbs up. "We were all stunned just now. That was a major, and you not only beat him, but also almost demolished his ancestral hall, and even pointed a gun at his head. Awesome!"

"Are you not going to go back?" Meng Fan asked. "The major doesn't look like he's going to give up. If we go back, we'll be in trouble."

"That's only after we can get back." Wang Yan laughed and waved his hands. "What's the big deal about a major? He makes a lot of money, but he's still thinking about the watch of a private like me. Is he still a human being? If we can really get back, I'll fight him to the end. It depends on who has the stronger luck."

"Lord Wang, you are alone, and the law enforcement team has hundreds of people..." Kang Ya said.

"Not hot, you have to beat him up."

After hearing what Wang Yan said, Bu La didn't say anything and punched Kang Ya in the stomach with a punch that was neither light nor heavy.

Wang Yan nodded with satisfaction: "Damn it, you also know that I'm alone? You didn't think of taking up arms and standing with me? Damn it, you smoked the cigarettes in vain, drank the wine in vain, and ate the meat in vain? What about going through fire and water? You said that, didn't you?"

"No, my Lord, you can't just go and die."

"You bastard, you are so useless!" Bu La hit him again, "Hit him! Hit him! If we can go back, Prince, I will listen to you. If that major dares to cause trouble, we will kill him."

"Look, the meat was not eaten in vain." Wang Yan laughed.

So a bunch of people started to brag and laugh. One of them wanted to hit the major on the head, another wanted to break the major's thigh, and some even wanted to kill Yu Xiaoqing directly, saying that they should pull down the guy with the surname Yu and let Wang Yan be the commander of the Sichuan Army Corps.

"That's enough. I'll just say a few words. If something really happens, do you dare to come forward?"

Wang Yan laughed and cursed a few times, and everyone looked at the clouds outside and said something that sounded naive a hundred years later...

After a while, the pilot came out and said a few useless words, then spoke a few foreign words.

At this time, Bu La shouted: "Plane! Plane! They are catching up, hahahaha..."

Fanla took a look, then turned back and shouted urgently to the foreign pilot: "Japanese fighter! Japanese fighter!"

The pilot quickly ran back and sat down, and followed the captain to control the plane to avoid the accident.

The plane they were on was a transport plane. It had no weapons and was not as fast as the Japanese fighter planes.

Soon, bullets poured down, and the pilot who had just spoken was shot into a sieve. The plane's fuel tank was also blown up, and it began to fall rapidly in the blink of an eye.

The other pilot, who still had some sanity left, was trying hard to control the plane in order to ensure the safest landing possible.

In this dizzy situation, Wang Yan has been sitting steadily beside Fanla and the veterinarian. He wanted to rescue them, but when he saw the situation of the plane, he was basically sure that he could not save them. Even if he took over, he would not be able to do better than the current pilot.

Without power, the plane disintegrated, but even so, 20 to 30 people were able to land safely. Those who did not die from the plane crash were killed by bullets from fighter planes, which was a very good result.

So Wang Yan just kept his position stable and waited for the plane to land semi-safely.

But within a moment, the plane fell. The pilot steered with gritted teeth to maintain the flight attitude. Then the fuselage shook violently and touched the ground. It slid forward with a rumble, and then came to a steady stop with the creaking sound of broken mechanical structures and a cloud of dust.

"Everyone, get up. Those who are not dead, come out quickly." Wang Yan shouted, kicked open the cabin door and climbed out.

"No, my lord, you might die if you jump down."

"Are you stupid? We've already landed! Hurry up! If the plane explodes, all of us brothers will die here."

Everyone crawled out of the plane, and a team of people got the pilot out. The pilot was already dead, so everyone dug a hole and buried him.

As for the pilot's pistol, it fell into Wang Yan's hands, instead of being given to A Yi as in the original drama.

Ayi can't hold the gun yet!
"Prince, what should we do? We can't understand this map." Fanla looked at the map for a while, "We can't even tell north from south, so who knows where half past eleven is?"

"Over there." Wang Yan pointed in a direction. "Nine kilometers?"

"Eight and a half kilometers."

"It's not far. We can get there in less than two days."

Bu La laughed: "We can reach nine kilometers in a few hours, why would it take two days?"

"Hey!"

At this moment, a relaxed greeting was heard. Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and were stunned.

Japanese!
I saw the dwarf carrying a gun, mumbling something, and walking closer to take a look at the situation.

The cannon fodders just stared blankly, not knowing what to do.

When the Japanese soldier walked up to him, Wang Yan raised his hand, bent his four fingers, and hit his throat with his knuckles.

There was only a crisp sound, and the Japanese soldier's throat was broken, and he was dead.

Wang Yan carried the corpse and took off the Type 38 rifle that the Japanese soldier was carrying on his shoulder. Fanla and others rushed over and tried to dig up the corpse.

With his hands free, Wang Yan pulled the bolt to load the gun, and kicked Mi Long in anger: "Fuck, quickly scatter, how can the Japs come out alone? Hide the bodies, hide behind the planes! Hurry up! Ah Yi! What the hell are you standing there for?"

As he spoke, he went up and kicked Ayi, then reached out and pulled him back to hide.

The cannon fodder reacted to Wang Yan's shout, quickly lifted up the Japanese soldier, ran behind the plane and dispersed, and then began to search the corpse.

Milong took out the bullets from the Japanese soldier and quickly ran to Wang Yan, ready to supply him with ammunition.

After a quick glance, there were about twenty bullets. Wang Yan took a few and reloaded quickly.

The cannon fodders scattered around nervously, lying on the ground, waiting for an unknown fate.

"How many people do you think they are?" Doubing asked.

Fanla thought for a while and replied, "It's probably a small team, about ten people. They must have been attracted by the noise of the plane falling. This devil came here first to explore the way."

Just like that, there was silence for a moment, and then more than ten Japanese soldiers with guns came out from the jungle not far away, scattered to the left and right, and front and back.

He walked and called out, keeping alert to the surroundings with his gun raised.

They were not stupid. The plane was right here, and their companions came to see it. Now that they were all here, they could not see their companions. Obviously, there was something wrong. Wang Yan hid behind the plane, took a look, and pulled the trigger. With a bang, a little Japanese soldier fell down.

The trajectory is to the left!

After this shot, Wang Yan basically calibrated the trajectory. He then quickly pulled the bolt and fired four shots in succession, emptying the magazine of the Type 38 rifle and knocking down the five people on the opposite side.

When the first gunshot was heard, the remaining Japanese soldiers were on alert and identified the direction. They subconsciously fired at this side. After the next four gunshots, they began to retreat frantically.

Wang Yan quickly loaded the bullets in his hand, grabbed more than ten bullets from Milong, and rushed out holding the gun.

"Quickly pick up the gun!"

He shouted and fired at the same time to chase and kill the Japanese soldiers. After shooting down three more, the remaining Japanese soldiers successfully hid in the jungle, protected by the trees.

However, they didn't have a chance to catch their breath. At a distance of more than 100 meters, Wang Yan had already run over and caught up with them...

When the cannon fodders came after them with guns, they saw Wang Yan touching the corpse.

"What the hell are you all standing there for? Put on the ones that fit first, and take everything you can." Wang Yan scolded, "Hurry up, the Japanese are not acting in a small team, the other teams must be not far away, if there is a gunshot here, the support will be here soon."

So everyone quickly dispersed, and some even ran back to touch the corpse.

Fanla put on a coat and looked at Wang Yan who was putting on his bullet sack. He asked, "Lord Wang, did you always fight like this in the past?"

"almost."

"Is that still the case? You haven't been promoted yet?" Fanla's eyes widened.

Kang Ya was wearing Japanese army boots and a watch: "Yes, Lord Wang, your marksmanship is amazing, every bullet hits the target, every shot is fatal, it's amazing."

"Am I not a second lieutenant platoon leader?" Wang Yan asked curiously, "Isn't a platoon leader an official?"

"No, I've already become a company commander, why are you still..."

Wang Yan waved his hand and said with a smile: "There are many reasons. On the one hand, it's the terrain. I fought from north to south, and most of the battles were on the plains. They were trench defense battles, large-scale military confrontations, and there were thousands or even tens of thousands of troops. No matter how awesome I am, how many can I kill? At most, I can lead a platoon and fight a squadron.

I fought hard here, but they were defeated there, the defense line collapsed, and my troops were surrounded. What can I do? I must run away. I can't just wait to die, right? If I run away, won't the credit be lost?

When I recovered from my wounds, I was reorganized and assigned to a new unit. What's the difference between a deserter like me and us now? Do you think I can be reused? I was just thrown into the battlefield as cannon fodder. Then there was another battle, and the battle was fierce. The defense line was broken by the Japanese again, and I fled again. It was repeated over and over again. I was lucky to be a platoon leader. "

Ah Yi said on the side: "You are just unlucky, otherwise you would at least be a battalion commander or a colonel."

"Is a colonel useful?" Milong put on a pair of pants and said unhappily, "I ask you, is a major useful? Bullshit! To survive on the battlefield, real skills are needed. My brother is not a colonel, so why don't you listen to him as a battalion commander?"

"I..." Ayi stammered, but couldn't say anything in the end.

Because he really didn't dare not to listen, and also because Wang Yan had already proved that he was right with his fighting power and insight.

Wang Yan shook his head with amusement: "Alright, forget it. This gun is for your self-defense, don't play with the spear for now. Be careful, don't accidentally discharge it."

"Hey!" Ayi responded happily, he had a gun!
Wang Yan turned around and looked at Bu La who was fiddling with the gun: "Now you know why you have to go for two days, right?"

"I see. I've been in the shelter for so long that I forgot that little Dongyang is hard to beat. Haha." Bu La still laughed, "Wang Gong, you are really awesome. I surrender."

"What's the matter? Do you mean you're not convinced?" Wang Yanxiao cursed and kicked him lightly.

Everyone was laughing, but they were quick and agile, and within five minutes, they had seized all the resources of this full-strength team.

In total, they collected eight Type 38 rifles, one light machine gun, one submachine gun, five southern self-defense pistols, some grenades and ammunition, four watches, some simple first aid supplies, and some rations for individual soldiers.

Wang Yan, Fanla, Shepig, Kangya, Li Wula, etc. all took rifles. Yes, Li Wula also boarded a plane with Wang Yan and survived, instead of boarding a second plane as in the original play, and was finally tortured to death by the Japanese gun practice.

Milong strongly stated that he was a machine gunner, so the light machine gun was given to him, and Doubing, who had been following behind him, served as the loader.

The machine gun is a treasure, a ancestor. This Japanese squad has four people serving one gun. It is not much different here in Milong. In addition to Doubing, there is another unknown soldier serving.

It was also at this time that the team took roll call. Including Wang Yan himself, there were still 34 people. There were more than 50 people on the plane, and about 20 of them were killed by the Japanese fighter planes. After the crash, several people were killed because they were in a bad position.

Ah Yi asked, "Lord, what should we do next?"

"Of course he's running. Xiao Dongyang will be here soon. Let's..."

Wang Yan slapped Bu La on the shoulder: "Hit!"

"Hit?" asked the veterinarian.

Milong had a look of disgust on his face: "Look at how ugly you all are. My brother killed a squad of Japanese soldiers by himself. We now have eight rifles, a light machine gun, and pistols. We have enough ammunition to fight a round. We are not afraid of two more squads. Kill them!"

"That's true." Fanla agreed.

"Besides, there are the brothers in the plane. We can't abandon them." Wang Yan looked at the veterinarian. "Old man, we came out in a hurry just now and didn't take care of the brothers. You take the brothers without guns back, get them all out, and determine their injuries. The seriously injured ones will definitely not survive. Give them a quick death and dig a hole to bury them all."

"Okay, then I'll go. You guys be careful, we'll wait at the plane." The veterinarian didn't hesitate. He responded and left immediately with the ungunned people.

Wang Yan arranged positions for everyone and said, "You all know how to use the three-three system, right? If not, it doesn't matter. Anyway, three people will look after each other and observe all directions. You can spread out and arrange yourselves. There are exactly twelve of you. You hold this position and don't let them break through. I will hide over there. When you hear my gunshot, you will shoot. If you don't hear any movement, don't shoot.

I think there are two more squads nearby. Let's try to wipe them out. Then we brothers will all have weapons and have some fighting power. Okay, that's it, disperse!"

After saying that, Wang Yan rushed out with his Type 38 rifle, and disappeared into the jungle in the blink of an eye...

"It's like a god." Fanla sighed.

Bu La also had a look of respect on his face: "If it weren't for the prince, I don't know how many of us would have died just now."

"That's enough, stop talking nonsense and disperse quickly." Milong waved his hand, took the bean cake, grabbed Li Wula and left.

Fanla and others also dispersed and lay in ambush.

The eerie silence returned to the jungle...

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