I want to be a good person

"Please show me your ID."

Zhang Aiguo handed over the certificate, but the other party didn't even take it. He just glanced at it coldly.

"Special pass required, please show it."

Yes, even if there are no high steps, you can't enter and exit at will.

As a seventh-rank official working for the prime minister, he has the capital to be proud.

Any place with the word "people" on it is difficult to enter, except for hospitals. Only by keeping a distance can we improve its quality and keep pace with the international standards.

"Oh, I'm sorry, that's it."

A silver tree flashed across the sky with its fangs and claws bared, and if it was pressed there would surely be rumbling thunder.

"Clap clap clap"

There is nothing to worry about. It's a thunder punishment. Since the thunder can't strike you beasts, I have to temporarily enforce justice on behalf of heaven.

Chiyan ignored Yu Shui's dissuasion and insisted on shooting out of the gun to prove his enthusiasm.

“Woo~woo!”

A wolfhound appeared out of nowhere, scratching the door ferociously and growling softly.

Damn, even dogs can bully people.

How can we spoil it?

"Clap"

There was constant thunder in the sky. Anyone who dared to visit the gendarmerie headquarters must be very bold.

The car was not turned off and was in gear.

The car with a locust head covered in rain stopped in front of the main entrance. Zhang Aiguo jumped out of the car and quickly erected a tall iron pole with the bottom end connected to the explosive bag and detonator.

The lonely iron rod points to the sky like a middle finger, shouting "Come and argue if you don't agree."

Zhang Aiguo ran as fast as he could, not forgetting to pick up a black Nissan 70 sedan and a Toyota KB truck.

If you invest in one bike and earn two, it’s a good deal.

Zhang Aiguo estimated that the speed of the 11-meter sprint was within seconds. The Japanese boots on his feet were too heavy, which seriously affected his speed.

Before they could search for the dead Japanese at the door, a dazzling bolt of lightning pierced through the rain and struck the iron pole directly.

Some things are destined by heaven, but the prerequisites must be met. You can't just sit and wait for pie to fall from the sky.

“Boom boom.”

The explosive pack exploded, causing the large-caliber artillery shell to detonate, and the dazzling flames illuminated the sky red.

Rain will reduce the spread of poison gas and will not cause large-scale diffusion. It is normal to make sacrifices in the fight against Japan.

Faced with the poison gas bomb behind him, Zhang Aiguo was a little flustered and couldn't calm down.

Quickly collect the dead devil, turn it over and throw it out.

Well, the devils here have some money, after all, this is the place where the devil’s leader lives, but military notes are best used locally, as circulation can easily cause problems.

The explosion in the consulate stirred up a hornet's nest. The Japanese rushed out like crazy, waving their claws and fangs and shouting.

Looking back, the Japanese soldiers were holding their throats tightly, and some were covering their noses.

Special bomb, what kind of poison gas bomb?

Zhang Aiguo said he was not sure. Anyway, the Japanese could not defeat the National Army, so they used despicable means such as poison gas bombs and biological warfare, and carried out indiscriminate attacks.

The Japs are strong because of their heavy firepower, artillery, planes, cannons and tanks. The willpower of most of the National Army is no worse than theirs.

Armored cars and motorcycles roared over, and the fully armed Japanese soldiers had gloomy faces and said nothing, as if someone owed them money.

Put out the fire and save the ghosts, a Japanese captain screamed, not caring about the poisonous gas in the air at all, which he had no idea of ​​on the periphery.

When I got closer, I noticed something was wrong.

"Special bullets."

The Japanese soldiers took out their gas masks, put them on, and rushed into the fire to save people.

Zhang Aiguo did not run away. When he saw all this, he quickly put on his gas mask. Suddenly, no one recognized each other.

I didn't dare go deep inside for fear of the poisonous gas that might hurt my skin.

A lone Japanese soldier came over, but no one was suspicious. Those who came were all imperial warriors, shouting at them to rescue the ghost quickly.

I felt a chill on my back as the new Japanese soldier's bayonet pierced my body, with the tip of the knife exposed on my chest. The rain gently wiped away the blood, which fell to the ground with a plop and dissolved into the water.

The blood volume is a bit low!

Blood debt must be paid with blood!

Who is willing to let you go back home?

In order to go all out, he simply lay on the armored vehicle, set up the Type 96 light machine gun, and aimed at the busy Japanese soldiers.

The muzzle of the gun was jumping, shooting back and forth continuously.

There was more and more blood on the ground. At first it was a little light in color, and then slowly became thicker. The smell of blood made Zhang Aiguo a little fascinated.

I casually changed the magazine, and the sound of gunfire continued, combining with the lightning, thunder, rain, wind, and the strange cries of the Japanese devils to form a natural concerto.

The muzzle flame stopped, and Zhang Aiguo knew the law that too much is as bad as too little, and was about to get up and leave.

"when"

A bullet hit the head of the armored car, splashing sparks.

Damn, these Japanese are really patient, awesome.

Within a range of 200 meters, the hit rate of the Japanese soldiers' rifle shooting could generally reach over 80%. At a close distance of 50 meters, the hit rate was even higher when moving.

Zhang Aiguo bent down, opened the car door, and sat in.

In an instant, another shot was fired. The muzzle flash of the Type 38 rifle was small, making it difficult to find the position. It hit the armor and ricocheted, making it impossible to determine the direction it was coming from.

This is a life-threatening thing. There is no flash hider on the muzzle of the machine gun, so the red flame is naturally large, which easily exposes the position. The later Type 99 is equipped with a trumpet-shaped flash hider, which is much better.

During the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, fortunately, the Japanese did not consider production capacity and transportation system when adopting the standard. The arms and services each did their own thing without any coordination. At the same time, the weapons and equipment produced were not interchangeable but had the same purpose, which led to contradictions and conflicts of interest.

The car's engine did not stop, probably in an attempt to quickly transport the injured.

"Buzzing."

He shifted the car into gear, stepped on the accelerator, turned his head quickly, and ran outside.

"Dang Dang Dang"

The bullets hitting the armored car were like tickling, because the caliber was too small. If the American M2 Browning 12.7mm heavy machine gun fired at it, the only choice would be to kill Lao Gan Ma or run away.

What can you do to me?

mock up!

Zhang Yuanguo got into the armored vehicle, feeling a little bit dizzy.

The car was running on the east-west Huaihai Road, which was so bumpy that it made my stomach feel uncomfortable. It is now called Qiming Road, which was built by the Japanese to transport supplies. It is a dirt road of more than three kilometers long, which fits the description of "dust flying on sunny days and mud on rainy days".

Two columns of Japanese soldiers were running towards them. When they saw the speeding armored vehicles, they thought they were transporting wounded soldiers and quickly moved to the side.

Very conscious, worth a bump.

The steering wheel tilted and we squeezed towards the Japanese. It was like iron pressing against flesh, and the more we squeezed, the hotter it became. We watched as the armored vehicle swayed from side to side like a drunk, crushing and ramming the Japanese.

"idiot!"

A lieutenant got mad, took out his tortoise box, ran as fast as he could, and knocked on the door of the cab. With the advantage of the right-hand drive car, he kept turning the steering wheel, throwing the Japanese soldier off, and the wheel scraped over his legs.

Zhang Aiguo was naughty. He braked suddenly, pressed down the opponent's legs, and slid a short distance.

"Ah~!"

He screamed loudly, and then fainted from the pain.

Seeing the armored car stopped, the Japanese soldiers screamed and surrounded it. They seemed to be filled with righteous indignation and wanted to drag the driver down.

If it really is a Japanese devil, his life will probably be in danger, and Amaterasu will be of no use.

"buzzing"

Thick smoke came out of the rear of the car and it drove away. The excited Japanese soldiers' eyes turned red and they screamed like mad dogs.

There were a few wisps of light green smoke in the black smoke, and in his anger, he forgot where his feet were.

A series of grenade explosions were heard.

"Boom boom boom!"