Bright Sword: Koi, we have reached the enemy's base camp

There are many primitive villages scattered among the majestic Taihang Mountains, where countless people live and multiply.

The New 1st Regiment of the Eighth Route Army lived in these villages.

There is a company stationed in Xiaohuangzhuang.

In the morning, in Xiaohuangzhuang, the squad leader of the first company's kitchen squad hurriedly ran into the kitchen yard.

"Hurry, hurry, stop busying yourself. Everyone gather, the Japs are coming."

There were a total of 8 people in the kitchen team. They were all shocked. They quickly stopped what they were doing and ran outside the yard to gather.

Wang Hao stared with confused eyes, looking at a loss.

In his previous life, he was just an unknown worker. He didn't have any special hobbies. He didn't play with guns or cannons. At most, he would go fishing in his free time.

He suddenly traveled here three days ago and became a new recruit who had just joined the army for three days. He didn't have a system yet, which made him a little panicked.

The most important thing is that their kitchen team doesn’t have guns, so why should they go to fight the Japanese with kitchen knives?

This is definitely a hellish start!

When the kitchen squad leader saw them lined up, he stood in front and said loudly, "There's no time. To make a long story short, a squad of Japanese soldiers came from outside the village.

In order to cover the transfer of the villagers, the company commander issued a death order, requiring all the people in the company to go.

We, the kitchen team, are responsible for moving the ammunition. We must buy time for the villagers to evacuate. Let’s go…”

After the squad leader finished speaking, he waved his hand and ran away with his eight cooks.

Wang Hao thought about it, turned around and ran to the kitchen.

"Hey, hey, hey, brat, what are you doing?"

The squad leader quickly called him.

"Squad leader, I want to get a kitchen knife."

"What are you doing with the kitchen knife? We in the kitchen are responsible for moving ammunition. We don't have to fight the Japs head-on."

"Oh!"

Wang Hao agreed and ran with the crowd nervously.

There’s nothing I can do. I’m really panicking.

Although he wanted to make some contribution to the fight against the Japanese, he had never been to the battlefield and couldn't even fire a gun. A normal person would have been panicking.

A group of people rushed to the warehouse yard, and each person carried a box of ammunition and ran towards the battlefield.

The person Wang Hao traveled through had a good physique and ran very fast while carrying a box of grenades.

On the battlefield, the battle has not yet begun, but the soldiers have already entered the trenches and are waiting.

The new regiment had just been established, and the soldiers were two people sharing one gun, and they were all old and broken guns. There was not a single machine gun in the entire company.

Although they had more than 120 people, twice as many as the Japanese squad, they were still no match for a single Japanese squad.

Wang Hao carried a grenade into the trench and placed it next to a soldier.

Wang Hao looked at the Zhongzheng rifle in the soldier's hand with shining eyes.

"Damn, it's an antique! Brother, can you show me your gun?"

The soldier was leaning against the trench, sitting there with his gun in his arms, and rolled his eyes at him.

"You rookie, a gun is the life of a revolutionary soldier, do you know that?"

Wang Hao smiled and said, "Brother, I'm Wang Hao from the kitchen. Let me see you. Next time you come to the kitchen to get food, I'll secretly give you an extra steamed bun. How about that?"

When the soldier heard this, he swallowed hard.

"How long?"

Wang Hao stretched out a palm.

"Five minutes, okay?"

The soldier said tentatively: "Two minutes."

"make a deal."

Wang Hao grabbed the gun and started looking at it, carefully touching the gun with his hand, more carefully than he would touch his wife.

As a Chinese who grew up under the red flag, I could only see this stuff on TV and in movies in my previous life.

Now I am fortunate enough to hold it in my arms, and I can’t help but feel a little excited.

After Wang Hao finished searching, he lay on the trench and stretched out his gun. He aimed at the group of Japanese soldiers about three or four hundred meters away, then tentatively pulled the trigger lightly and pretended to make a "click" sound with his mouth.

"bump……"

A gunshot rang out, shaking the mountains.

Let’s talk about the Japanese.

As soon as the Japanese captain Tanaka discovered that there were Eighth Route Army soldiers in Xiaohuang Village, he immediately shouted with excitement.

He immediately organized his Japanese soldiers and prepared a passionate pre-war speech to boost morale and capture the Eighth Route Army in Xiaohuangzhuang.

However, just as he was speaking passionately, a gunshot suddenly rang out from the Tubalu side.

A bullet from a regular rifle pierced through the air and flew towards him at a high speed at a distance of 400 meters.

Just hear a puff.

Captain Tanaka, who was giving a passionate speech, had a hole on his forehead, and a large piece of flesh and blood was taken away from the back of his head by the rolling bullet.

Captain Tanaka stared with innocent dead fish eyes and fell to the ground with a thud.

But on the Eighth Route Army's position, Wang Hao was confused.

The Eighth Route Army soldier who lent him the gun was also confused.

Wang Hao was really innocent. He just touched the trigger lightly, but unexpectedly, the gun went off.

This old antique is really unreliable. How could it go off like this?

When Captain Niu of the first company heard the gunshots, they exploded instantly.

"Who fired the gun, bastard? Who fired the gun?"

After shouting, he ran straight towards the direction of the gunshot.

"Who fired the gun? Who fired the gun?"

The Japanese haven't attacked yet? You're already shooting. Isn't that disruptive?

Such soldiers who disobey orders must be put in solitary confinement.

"Old Cow, stop yelling, haha, come over and take a look, quickly..."

The deputy company commander put down his binoculars and shouted loudly.

Captain Niu paused and looked back at the deputy captain.

"what happened?"

The deputy company commander shouted excitedly: "Come over and see if the Japanese squad leader has been killed?"

Captain Niu's eyes widened, and he quickly turned around, took the telescope and started looking.

Through the telescope, Captain Niu saw.

The Japs are in chaos.

A group of Japanese soldiers surrounded a corpse on the ground, crying and yelling.

"Haha, it's true. Who did it? His shooting skills are so good."

Captain Niu laughed.

Not to mention disobeying orders and firing a gun, being able to kill a Japanese squad leader is a huge achievement.

Anyway, their company has never had such a great achievement.

The most important thing was that the Japanese squad leader was killed, which made this battle much easier for them.

"Quick, go check who did this? There's a sharpshooter with such great shooting skills in my company, how come I didn't know about it?"

And at this moment, the Japanese got angry.

A Japanese squad leader drew his command knife angrily and screamed hysterically.

"Bagayalu, warriors, avenge the captain. Charge forward and kill all these Tubalu. Kill them, kill them..."

"Hurry, hurry, hurry, disperse, disperse, disperse the attack, kill, kill, kill..."

"Attention, grenade launcher team, fire and kill them..."

"Machine gun crew, provide me with fire coverage..."

The angry Japanese soldiers howled, dispersed, and started charging towards the Eighth Route Army.

Two grenade launchers were ready, and the shells were bombarding towards the position.

The two machine gun groups fired crazily at the Eighth Route Army's positions as if bullets were free.