Anti-Japanese War: Starting from Yaobai

Chapter 2662 Old Hand - Zhao Laonian!

The one-eyed man looked around and replied, "Judging from their weapons and equipment, they should be bandits. But where exactly are they from? I don't know."

At this point, the one-eyed dragon sighed. Since the Japanese invaded Northeast China, there has been constant war and many people have been unable to make a living, so they had to go into the mountains and become bandits.

Therefore, there are many bandits in the Northeast, and even a one-eyed man cannot know the details of every gang of bandits.

But unexpectedly, at this moment, Duanwu saw a bandit seemed to move.

Duanwu walked over, kicked him over, and asked, "Are you going to wake up by yourself, or do you want me to help you wake up?"

"Ah, water!"

The bandit lying on the ground opened his mouth slightly and shouted hoarsely: Water.

Duanwu smiled and squatted down, looking at the middle-aged man who was probably in his forties with messy hair and beard, and said, "I don't have any water, but I do have a bullet. Do you want it?"

"No, no!"

The middle-aged man quickly sat up and put on an apologetic smile.

But at this time, before Duanwu could say anything, he spoke first: "I didn't kill any of your people. My bullets all hit the same place. If you don't believe me, I can take you to see it."

Duanwu thought that this person was quite interesting, and he was not in a hurry, so he wanted to see what tricks the other party was going to play.

He signaled the middle-aged man to lead the way, and after walking about a hundred meters, they were almost at the location where the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces soldiers had been attacked.

The Anti-Japanese Allied Forces soldiers were puzzled when they saw Duanwu and Duyanlong bringing someone back, and they gathered around to see.

At this time, the middle-aged man pointed to a tree and said, "My bullets are all here, five in total."

Duanwu looked in the direction of the other person's finger, and saw five bullet holes left by 7.92mm bullets at the base of a poplar tree that was as thick as two stories high.

This position was very secretive. It was obvious that the middle-aged man in front did this deliberately so as not to be discovered by others that he was firing a blank shot.

Duanwu looked back and saw that this location was at least 150 meters away from the middle-aged man’s previous location, and the tree eye was not much bigger than the mouth of a bowl.

From this Duanwu inferred that the opponent's marksmanship was quite good, comparable to that of Long Qianyan and Ma Shanpao.

But he is different from Long Qianyan and Ma Shanpao. That is, this person is slippery, slipperier than a loach. Not only does he slack off on the battlefield, but he also pretends to be dead.

Duanwu even felt that the other party's movement was intentional.

Duanwu asked, "What's your name?"

The other party quickly smiled and said, "My name is Zhao Laonian. I used to serve in the Northeast Army. Later, the Japanese came and broke up my team. I drifted around and finally became a bandit."

Duanwu suddenly said with a serious expression: "Deserter? According to military law, he will be shot!"

"Don't, don't!"

Zhao Laonian knelt on the ground swiftly and smoothly.

Duanwu smiled and said, "You are quite skilled in this, huh?"

Zhao Laonian grinned and said, "I was forced by the world. Besides, the Northeast Army was dispersed. I am not a deserter, am I? Our company fought with the Japanese for a day and a night, and only my company commander and I were left. The company commander asked me to find reinforcements, but I ran back to the camp and found that everyone was gone.

I didn't dare go back to look for our company commander because the Japanese had already entered the city. They were arresting people everywhere, killing people everywhere, and killing anyone with calluses on their hands. I was afraid of getting my family into trouble, so I fled to the mountains. I had heard that there was an anti-Japanese alliance to kill the Japanese, and I wanted to join, but something happened at home.

My old father was beaten by a traitor, and my wife was also bullied by a traitor. I quietly returned to the city and killed the traitor.

But I didn't run away from the city. I was caught by the Japanese and imprisoned for three years. I was about to be shot. But the Japanese happened to be building an airport, so they sent us death row prisoners to the airport.

We have been working day and night, and the number of deaths is countless.

The Japanese were even more cruel. They directly ordered the dead to be burned into ashes and spread them on the airport to serve as sand fixation.

It was not until later, when the workers at the airport rioted, that I was able to escape.

At that time, there was a man called Xu Damabang, who led most of the people to establish their own territory. I couldn't stand his style, so I headed south, thinking of looking for the Anti-Japanese United Army again, but it turned out that the Anti-Japanese United Army was gone.

So I ended up in a bandit den!"

This is the end of Zhao Laonian’s story.

Duanwu looked at him, thought for a long time, and finally said: "I am the Anti-Japanese United Army, but if you want to join, your identity must be verified. Are you willing?"

There was a hint of longing and seemingly some joy in Zhao Laonian's eyes as he looked up.

But he just wanted to stand up and say: I am willing. The one-eyed man beside him said: "Why would we accept such a spineless man? Anyway, my black army doesn't want him."

Zhao Laonian's smile froze for a moment, and then he promised: "I, Zhao Laonian, swear that if I join the Anti-Japanese United Army, I will never be a deserter again. I will rush to the front when encountering danger. I..."

Zhao Laonian was still with me, but was pulled up by Duanwu and said, "Leave me alone. I know very well what kind of person you are. You will stay with me from now on. You will hit me wherever I tell you to hit me. If you dare not fight back, I will be the first to defeat you!"

As he said that, Duanwu pulled Zhao Laonian's shoulder, pushed him to the front and said, "Go pick up a gun and follow me to deal with your gang of bandits."

"Hey!"

Zhao Laonian was very straightforward, and as he walked, he said to Duanwu: "Sir, you don't know, that Ivy guy is a piece of shit, he actually defected to the Japanese. They were assigned by the Japanese to grab the airdrop. It was because I knew this that I fired my gun and then pretended to be dead because I didn't want to be with them anymore. I can't do this kind of thing of attacking our own people."

Duanwu nodded and sneered, "You, Old Zhao, have quite a bit of national integrity."

Zhao Laonian said proudly: "Of course, I, Zhao Laonian, can go without food, but I cannot lose my national integrity."

As he spoke, he searched on the ground and found the Liao Thirteenth Rifle that he had used before, and picked it up carefully.

Zhao Laonian wiped the dust off the gun with his hand and sighed, "It would have been great if the Japanese hadn't attacked us. I'm afraid this gun would have needed an upgrade as well."

At this time, Duanwu asked back: "If there is a Type 38 rifle of the Japanese, would you like it?"

"want!"

Zhao Laonian answered without hesitation, but Duanwu got so angry that he kicked him in the butt.

What national integrity, what cherishing Liao Thirteen in his hands is all bullshit. If there were better weapons, I'm afraid this old guy would have changed them long ago.

However, Duanwu still said: "When we return to the base, I will find you a Mosin-Nagant, which is the best sniper rifle nowadays!"

(End of this chapter)