The heavens begin with the bright sword

Chapter 14 I Surrender

Because of the reward for being proficient in Japanese, Zhang Xiu had a brainstorm and put on the yellow leather military uniform of the captured Yamamoto Special Forces, and simply dressed up as a fucking little Japan. I always heard that the little Japan pretended to be a Chinese to spy on intelligence. Xiu is also ready to repay him with his own way.

When it got dark, the newly appointed platoon leader Zhang took his brother and left the regiment headquarters in the dark. The independent regiment headquarters will wait until all the people in the surrounding area have moved before breaking out to the surrounding areas. It is estimated that they will not be able to set off until the day after tomorrow.

Several places suitable for an ambush in advance, Zhang Xiu has personally investigated before. Although there are no devils stationed nearby, there are puppet troops stationed there. Naturally, it is impossible to form a complete encirclement circle with a brigade of devils alone, and there will inevitably be puppet troops assisting in it.

Xinghua Ridge is just an inconspicuous hill.

Zhao Guorong is a platoon leader of the puppet army. He is always at odds with his brothers in the puppet army because he is not perverted enough.

When the devils entered the village to recruit soldiers, if the young and strong were not puppet soldiers, and the cultural people were not traitors, the whole village would be killed.

There were a few tough guys in the village who would rather fight the devils than betray the country, but they were captured by the elders in the village who sent their cronies and said bluntly: "If you want to beat the devils, just go to the Eight Route Army and join the Jinsui Army. Don't come here again. Killed everyone."

Because Zhao Guorong's parents were still alive, he did not join the army with them, but joined the puppet army. Many of this platoon were from his hometown, and the others were young and strong from the next village.

"Brother Rong. I heard that this time we are going to encircle and suppress the Independence Regiment." Da Mao, a fellow villager, was carrying a rifle, squatting on a stone, smoking a cigarette, and sighed, "I hope they don't break out from us."

"It's not that our small force is not enough for others to charge in one round."

"Hey." Da Mao chuckled lightly, and said, "The people who encircled and suppressed the Independence Regiment are all the main force of the Tai. Devils. It's not our turn at all. We're just playing cover."

"We're just fooling around." Zhao Guorong also lit a cigarette, flickering in the night.

"I heard that several companies of the Independent Regiment have successfully broken through, and the little devil's fighting power is not as ridiculous as they boasted. If he had followed Brother Wang and the others back then, he would have gone all the way."

"Hush!" Zhao Guorong kicked him and said, "Don't say what you shouldn't say."

"Hey, here are all our own people, what are you afraid of?"

Zhao Guorong glared at him.

People's hearts are the most difficult thing to test. The brothers in my village can still believe that after all, their parents are in the devil-occupied area. People from several villages are not sure.

People's hearts are separated from each other, if they are sold, there is no place to reason.

"Shift change!"

Zhao Guorong threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stomped it out.

In the evening, people from the three shifts took turns to watch the night. The order from above was to be vigilant at all times. In fact, everyone was messing around, and even reached an agreement secretly.

Zhang Xiu had already led people to the back of the mountain, and Wang Xikui said, "These puppet soldiers smoke at night, isn't that a living target? If it wasn't for fear of making a big noise, I just rewarded them with two guns."

"Brother Xikui, let's save our bullets for the devils. These people... I even doubt that they know how to load the bullets." Another soldier of the sniper team showed disdain.

"Don't be careless." Zhang Xiu waved her hand and said, "Many heroes throughout the ages have been planted in the hands of small characters, let alone us."

"Let's wait a little longer and go up when these bastards get sleepy." Zhang Xiu was not in a hurry.

The soldiers of the sniper team were not in a hurry, Wang Xikui let out a long sigh, and cursed angrily in a low voice: "These traitors!"

I don't know how long it took, and there was gradually no movement up the mountain. Zhang Xiu waved his hand, and the soldiers followed him and touched up quietly.

Even the sentries of their independent regiment felt sleepy when they were on duty, not to mention the puppet soldiers who had no military quality at all. When they touched it, there were more than 30 puppet soldiers in a platoon, sleeping soundly, and even a few people snored Loud.

Zhang Xiu made a gesture, took out a dagger, and motioned for the soldiers to wipe their necks one by one, leaving no survivors.

And at this time, Zhao Guorong, the platoon leader of the puppet army, suddenly woke up and saw a group of soldiers wearing the uniform of the "Imperial Army".

Zhang Xiu was taken aback for a moment, and then cursed angrily: "Ye Lang! Get up きてくれ!"

This angry shout awakened the puppet soldiers instantly, and they lay down on the ground together with the platoon leader begging for mercy.

This scene almost made Zhang Xiu laugh outrageously.

"Taijun. Taijun. Ours. There is no past of the eight roads here." Zhao Guorong quickly responded in Japanese.

"Huh." Zhang Xiu spoke stiff Chinese and scolded, "If there are eight roads passing by here, all of you will die and work!"

At this time, Wang Xikui gently tugged on Zhang Xiu's sleeve, motioning him to speak aside.

"Humph!"

Zhang Xiu snorted coldly at this group of people. A group of puppet soldiers lay on the ground and dared not look up. The guns in their hands were no different from fire sticks.

"Brother Xikui, what's the matter?" Zhang Xiu asked softly after walking to a secluded place.

"This puppet platoon leader. There are several other soldiers from the same village as me." Wang Xikui said softly, "If possible, we can win over the other party."

"Is it credible?"

"Our village is in the enemy-occupied area. The devils took the old people in the house and forced the young and strong to join the puppet army. Those of us without fathers and mothers sneaked out to join the army to fight the devils. I know this kid's temper. Although he is a bit indecisive, But they shouldn’t be considered traitors. It’s not easy for them either.” Wang Xikui sighed lightly, he was so tired just now that he was scolding these traitors at the foot of the mountain, and now he has to excuse them.

"Since their parents are in the devil's hands, how can you convince him?" Zhang Xiuyi frowned. Things were getting a bit difficult. Since ancient times, there has been a dilemma between loyalty and filial piety.

"I" Wang Xikui also paused for a moment, not knowing how to speak.

Anyone can talk about national interests, but most people still pay more attention to their own practical interests.What's more, this is related to the lives of my family and even the whole village.

"It's really troublesome. It's better to meet a few people I don't know. I'll be happy to kill you." Wang Xikui said bitterly.

"You bring him here first, I'll ask him." Zhang Xiu was also in a bit of trouble. He didn't have much experience in this kind of thing, so he told him rationally that he would kill them all.

"alright."

Because of Zhang Xiu and others' well-equipped equipment, and Zhang Xiu's pure Japanese reprimand when he spoke, Zhao Guorong did not doubt the identity of the other party at all.

Until he saw Wang Xikui, he immediately opened his eyes wide.

"you"

Wang Xikui glared at him, Zhao Guorong immediately shut up, thinking: What the hell is my luck?
Zhao Guorong is not stupid, on the contrary, at this moment, he has fully understood his situation, and he does not need others to tell him, he already clearly knows that there are only two roads to choose in front of him.

Either die or join.

It is only natural for the Eight Routes to deal with the puppet army, regardless of whether you have any difficulties.

"I'm Zhang Xiu from the independent group." Zhang Xiu cut to the chase.

"I surrender!" Zhao Guorong made a prompt decision.

"Huh?" Zhang Xiu looked at Wang Xikui with some doubts, didn't you say he was indecisive?
(End of this chapter)