The country is broken

It is almost certain that the singer has a great relationship with the Eighth Route, and the squadron leader Ono Erxiong gritted his teeth: "Eighth Road! ~Be alert!" It directly hit the morale of the Japanese army in the stronghold.

Boom! ~~~~ Ono Erxiong, the squadron leader, decisively fired a warning shot into the air, and shouted loudly: "All enter the combat position!"

"Sir, please be careful! The guerrillas here are very powerful!" The soldiers on the side looked extremely nervous and reminded their officers that they had been fighting with the Eighth Route Army for so many years, and all Japanese veterans knew that the Eighth Route Army had registered with the central government. It is not the real main force, but the independent troops and guerrillas transformed from the Red Army are the ones with the greatest combat effectiveness.

Because of the relationship between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party, the real main force of the CCP has always been out of the sight of the National Government. Few people will realize that the so-called self-sufficient non-brands are the real strength of the CCP. The Japanese invaders are extremely afraid of these non-branded armed forces. .

The howls of the squadron leader Ono Erxiong did not have any effect. The soldiers in the stronghold did not all rush out of the barracks fully armed, but dragged their three or eight guns slowly out of the dormitory in a daze, and stood in a daze. The courtyard listened to the singing echoing in the wind.Ono Erxiong did not expect that not long after he was transferred to this stronghold, he would encounter the armed forces of the Eighth Route Army in such a way, and his heart felt a chill. If anyone dared to say that the Chinese are weak and ignorant, he would immediately Draw a gun and punch a hole in the guy's forehead. [

Hearing the chaos in the Japanese stronghold, Wang Bao pulled Li Wei to sit in the grass nest and burst into laughter, "Ha! Besieged on all sides! Now the devils will feel better!" It seems that tonight is not a propaganda offensive against the Japanese army, but It was an outing on a moonlit night, and the moon and stars were admiring Chen Jiayao's beautiful singing voice. It was a rare peaceful life in this era of war and chaos.

"Hmm! ~Hmmm!~" Li Wei hesitated, Chen Jiayao is an old revolutionary who declared war, and learned from Japanese comrades.Chen Jiayao has become a Japanese expert. Not only does she have a deep understanding of Japanese, but she also has a good understanding of Japanese folk customs. With the policy of falling sun, she countered the Japanese's self-righteous Chinese mastery of China.

"Weizi, Jiayao's song is really good, she usually won't sing it to me, if she didn't come out with me tonight, it would be really hard to hear it, but Little Japan's song is squeaky I don’t know what it means. We Chinese’s own ditties are the best, Wei Zi, you think so!” Wang Bao’s face was full of happiness, as if Chen Jiayao was singing to him specially, “Wei Zi! ~Weizi! You squeak!~" From the corner of Wang Bao's eyes, he noticed that Li Wei was busy.

"Squeak! ~~~"

"Huh? Okay!" Wang Bao suddenly found out that Li Wei was taking care of himself stealing stuffy food, and roared angrily, "You fucking let yourself be eating stuff?!" He snatched the bag from Li Wei's hand angrily. The food bag said angrily: "This is a weapon for political declaration of war. You just eat it like this and don't call me."

"Hush!~~~" Li Wei quickly put his finger to his lips, and whispered nervously: "Don't let sister Jiayao hear. I finally stole a bag. You shout so that sister Jiayao can hear you, You and I are dead."

"Cut! Jiayao is so close to me. Nothing will happen to me. Next time you have something delicious, you must call me, or I will report you, um, delicious, not bad." Wang Bao grabbed a glutinous rice dumpling, Taste it with a face full of enjoyment. Apart from fighting blockades and being a death squad these days, it is not bad to be able to fill your stomach in general.In order to conduct a propaganda war against ordinary Japanese soldiers.The team managed to make some Japanese-style food from the whole grain, and distributed it outside the stronghold, which was a blow to the morale of the Japanese army. Li Wei was able to sneak out a little to try something new, which was really beyond Wang Bao's expectation.

"You, don't regret it!" Li Wei's expression became a little strange, and he didn't intend to rush over to grab it back at all.

"What are you regretting? It's from a big man's house. If you eat it, you can eat it. Are you afraid of women?! Shame on me, I have the final say at home." Wang Bao touched another rice ball and stuffed it into his mouth, as if he didn't care.

"Brother Bao! There is a sentence that I should say or not."

"Speak if you have something to say, and fart if you have something to say!" Wang Bao was very displeased with Li Wei's submissive behavior.

"You, behind you." Li Wei carefully pointed behind Wang Bao.

"What, what?!" Wang Bao looked back, then said indifferently, his expression froze suddenly.

Chen Jiayao's singing stopped at some point, and Chen Jiayao herself was standing behind Wang Bao with an angry look on her face.

"Ah! ~ Light, light! ~" Wang Bao suddenly let out a miserable howl, and the surrounding area was filled with mourning. The nearby soldiers immediately pretended that they hadn't seen or heard anything, and all of them hid far away.

"You heartless bastard, you're amazing, aren't you! Well, steal something while I'm not paying attention." Chen Jiayao grabbed Wang Bao's ear, and made three circles to the left and three circles to the right, showing her masculinity. The twist made Wang Bao wailing continuously, the rhetoric just now was the disappearance of the paper tiger when it caught fire.

"No, it's not me! It's Wei Zi!~" Wang Bao betrayed Li Wei very unscrupulously, even more simply than a traitor who turned against the water.

Li Wei seemed to have seen a ghost, and was about to run away after wiping his mouth after eating, when Chen Jiayao suddenly yelled from behind: "Stop!" It was as if a [-] gun was pointed at his back, Li Wei smiled honestly and wryly turn around.

Chen Jiayao said angrily: "You bastard Weizi, my Wang Bao was not like this before, it was you who broke it, hum! Hang all the food bags outside the stronghold for me later. "[

"No way! Sister Yao, I'm still a wounded soldier. My limbs are weak and my legs are cramped. Please let me go! The Eighth Route Army doesn't abuse prisoners, let alone use wounded soldiers." Li Wei suddenly felt cold sweat. It's a very bad feeling.

"Wounded soldiers?!" Chen Jiayao sneered: "Wounded soldiers can still steal and eat, do you think the soldiers who guard things are trash?! If you are full, you have to work honestly for the old lady. The revolutionary test given to you by the people, stop talking nonsense and set off quickly."

"Oh my god!" Li Wei screamed.

"Wei Zi, take care of yourself." Wang Bao could only repay him as a dead fellow Daoist, and supported Li Wei spiritually.

"What are you proud of? You want to go too! Do you two think you are here for fun?!" Chen Jiayao poked Wang Bao's forehead heavily.

Before, it was a fairy song, but in a blink of an eye, it became the roar of the Lion in the River East. Wang Bao's face was as pale as Li Wei's.

"Bitter fate!" Wang Bao and Li Wei wailed. Under Chen Jiayao's lustful power, they and a few soldiers took advantage of the darkness to carefully touch the edge of the barbed wire fence around the stronghold, and put bags of Japanese-style food bags on the hangers. On the stake of the barbed wire, smelling the smell of food, you can only watch but not eat, which is more tormenting than the ten tortures in the Qing Dynasty.

Kara! ~ I don’t know who stepped on the stone and made a strange noise, and the firing port of the Japanese stronghold suddenly shot out lines of fire.

Wang Bao quickly threw himself to the ground, dodging his whistle and screaming.

"No~"

Wang Bao heard someone grunt, as if he had been hit, and immediately whispered: "Who is it? Did you die?!"

"Me!~" It was Li Wei's voice that came back.

"What?!" Wang Bao couldn't help but widen his eyes. He never imagined that it would be Li Wei who was shot. This kid used to run around alive and kicking on the battlefield of Gun Lin Yu, and he had never seen him get shot before. Today, the devils were blinded by blind cats and dead mice.

Wang Bao didn't dare to stay here for a long time, so he quickly ordered: "Let's retreat first!" He and others slowly retreated on the ground to the range of the Japanese army's reconnaissance fire.

Back at the starting point, Wang Bao saw Li Wei sitting on the ground with a gloomy face, tearing off half of his clothes, and another soldier bandaged the wound on his shoulder without saying a word.

"Weizi! You're so careless. A devil can hit you with a random shot." Wang Bao slapped Li Wei's other shoulder unceremoniously, making Li Wei almost fall over. land.

Chen Jiayao put her hand on Wang Bao's ear again, and said: "Hey! You are a dead guy, you are not serious, you have such a strong effort?! Didn't you see that Li Wei was injured?!"

"Hey, here we go again! Wei Zi was injured, and he has no honor, so why make a fuss." Wang Bao covered his ears and begged for mercy.

Seeing that Li Wei still didn't make a sound, Wang Bao said: "Weizi, your complexion doesn't look very good, just scratch your skin for a big man, so you don't have to cry."

"My internal strength is gone!~" Li Wei's voice sounded like weeping, and he started to dodge when he heard the gunshot, obviously hearing the son flying over with a howling sound, he wanted to raise his true energy and speed up, but unexpectedly It was as if a torrent of water had rushed through his body, and there was not even a single bit of true energy left in the Art of Refining God. If it hadn't been for the physical fitness he had exercised before, he would have been forcibly drawn a bloody groove by the machine gun.

Wang Bao's eyes were wide open, and he said, "Weizi, don't be joking, you can't take this joke." He had also heard before that for those who practice inner kung fu, internal force is equal to With 12% of his strength, without his internal strength, the martial artist is left with nothing but an empty frame. This is an unprecedented blow to the [-]th district team.

"I'm useless!" Li Wei shook his head in pain, he didn't even have the tingling sensation of overdrawing the true energy in the meridians before, as if he had never practiced internal skills before, and he didn't feel any energy. [

Li Wei felt a sense of strength in his heart. He used to practice the God-refining Art, which was far superior to ordinary people in terms of strength and agility. On the battlefield, the enemy was like an ant, and his life was taken at will. The biggest life-saving means, but since the last raid on Yiguandao, he had just recovered from excessive consumption of true energy, and the first time he activated the true energy of the Alchemy Art, God made such a big joke on him.

"No, no, maybe there is still salvation, rest more, maybe your true energy can recover, Wei Zi, don't worry." Wang Bao seemed more anxious than Li Wei, and hurriedly said: "Retreat, everyone Let’s go back and talk about it first.” He knew what the True Qi of Refining the God Art meant to Li Wei.