I want to be a good person

The ambush ended quickly and the Japanese retreated quickly. Having suffered a loss due to being unprepared, they would never give up.

The 102nd Regiment watched the Japanese retreat in an orderly manner but did not dare to pursue them easily for fear of being ambushed.

Next time, the Japanese will definitely mobilize heavy troops for a sweep. Once the Type 92 infantry gun is used, it will be invincible in a small-scale encounter on the current battlefield.

The team members who were busy treating the wounded discovered that Chief of Staff Hong was missing, neither alive nor dead.

Wang Dazhuang and others who rushed back later were heartbroken. The deal was almost done, but the leader was gone.

What the hell is going on?

Some people retire after achieving success.

Zhang Aiguo escaped and was in the middle of the battlefield, trapped between two opposing sides with bullets flying everywhere.

A small abandoned dry well, discovered accidentally during an ambush survey.

The well mouth is covered by weeds and shrubs.

As the teeth of the fighters clashed, the man tumbled to the ground, leaving behind a half-dead body.

Time is the best healing medicine and it will heal all wounds.

After a brief period of sadness, the 102nd Regiment officially joined the Red Team. With a clean team composition, excellent equipment, and high technical and combat skills, it soon became the main force.

The road has been paved, and the follow-up depends on personal luck. The chance of meeting again is basically zero.

The sky was gradually dyed darker, and the bites of mosquitoes made people feel quite uncomfortable.

Finally, Zhang Aiguo crawled out, stretched himself, and moved his arms and legs. The smell of blood was still in the air.

The battlefield was cleaned up very neatly, and the common people also loved to pick up some leftovers.

Know how to live frugally and don't waste anything that can be used.

Frugality is a virtue. Times have changed, things have changed and people have changed. Those who shout slogans never put it into practice. They just put a simple shell on their luxury.

The core is broken.

Whatever you lose, you want to get back!

I know it's fake, but I make it look so real, as if it's the truth.

The slogans were shouted deafeningly, and the cowhide drums were beaten loudly! Bang! Bang!

I have only heard the sound but never seen it in action!

It's just a bluff.

From a distance, the market was dark and without any light.

It is normal for civilians to be accidentally injured. Revolution is not a dinner party; there will inevitably be bloodshed and sacrifice.

The Japanese traitors are powerful, so they sent soldiers to be stationed here.

The pitch-black night hides a plot.

There was indeed a secret sentry jumping in the shadows.

Hold your breath and listen to the sound to determine the location.

He was wearing a grey short-sleeved shirt with a front opening, and his feet fell to the ground without making a sound.

"puff"

A slight sound was heard, and the dagger pierced the throat refreshingly.

Like a night-wandering god, gently reaping the sinful lives.

It swept through the walls and alleys like a bad wind.

"Who?"

Mistakes are inevitable.

I often walk by the river, so how can I not wet my shoes?

"crash"

The sound of the bolt being pulled is particularly special in the dark.

The rebuking voice was cast into the night, and the sound waves surged.

"whoosh"

Without thinking too much, he swung his hand and the dagger spun towards the opponent.

"what!"

The shrill cries pierced the calm, wave after wave.

The stones disturbed the calm surface of the water.

"beat"

The dark red bullet marks rushed towards where Zhang Aiguo was.

The rain of bullets covered the puppet army, and only a few shouts could be heard, and then the situation quickly calmed down.

Zhang Aiguo knew the character of the Japanese traitors and knew that the gun was fair. He would rather kill someone by mistake than let them go.

The bullets created countless sparks, clanging.

The impact of the steel plate made my arm numb.

As soon as the gunfire stopped, Zhang Aiguo bent over and ran to the other side.

"bump"

The grenade from the grenade launcher exploded with a red light, illuminating the surrounding situation.

The Japanese soldiers approached with a fierce look in their eyes, like a dog without barking, ready to secretly kill us.

"Pi"

He flipped his hand and threw several grenades in several directions.

"bang"

The grenade hit a puppet soldier's head, and a big fleshy lump quickly swelled up on it.

"Who hit me?"

My head is very strong and I don’t feel dizzy.

"when"

The grenade came into close contact with the helmet, and the Japanese soldier covered his head, feeling dizzy and suffering a moderate concussion.

Explosions rang out one after another, with intervals of more than one second.

The place was filled with horror.

The cries echoed through the night sky, and peace was gone forever.

"suddenly"

Zhang Aiguo took out the machine gun and fired it wildly, sweeping away a large area of ​​people.

There were endless grenades thrown, firing from both sides, explosions on both sides, and the person in the middle slipped away.

Fire a few shots and then change location, fighting and retreating at the same time.

The Japanese and the puppet troops then fought two more rounds.

"Light up, light up."

The light from the torches made the Japanese realize that they had hit the wrong person.

“Stop shooting.”

Our own side suffered heavy casualties, with four of them being killed later.

He was so angry that he took a few quick steps forward.

"Bagaya Road."

"You have a very bad conscience!"

"You guys are responsible for the burial, and you guys have to pay for the work."

The puppet army captain was slapped twice for no reason. He was angry but did not dare to show it on his face.

He forced a smile with gritted teeth, which looked a little weird under the reflection of the sparks.

It turns out that as long as we have enough bullets, there will be little difference between us and the Japanese, and victory should be ours.

He still lowered his head and nodded in agreement, but a knife was blazing in his heart.

The Japs were very satisfied with their methods. They tamed people like dogs and beat them from time to time to let them know who was the master.

The Japanese didn't care about the changes in the puppet army. As long as they controlled the food and ammunition, they would not dare to move even if they had ulterior motives for the sake of food.

It is easy to wipe out traitors, as easy as turning over the palm of your hand, so people naturally look down on traitors.

Drive traitors, hate traitors, despise traitors, and look down on those rebels.

Take a seat.

Zhang Aiguo quietly left more than 400 meters away, looking at the fireworks and the gathering Japanese devils.

The Type 75 mm mountain cannon was adjusted in direction and height, and the position was calibrated using the gun scope.

Take out the shells, load and close the breech block.

Pull the fuse hard.

"Boom"

"chirp"

There are some who act like hooligans and don't care about their image.

Even though he knew he was hated, he still plucked up his courage, sang a song, and fell to the ground, forming a small hot pot.

Zhang Aiguo removed the scalding shell, reloaded it, and pulled the rope to add a dish to the hot pot.

"boom"

In the flames, some of them went up into the sky as a whole, while some of their limbs voluntarily detached and prepared to break out of the atmosphere.

"Shelter, shelling!"

When the singing gangsters flew over their heads, the Japanese soldiers became very alert.

Zhang Aiguo saw the red bullet coming out of the gun, rising, turning, and falling in a beautiful parabola.

It became even more chaotic in the smoke and dust.

Strike while the iron is hot, Zhang Aiguo fired two more shells.

He wiped the barrel of the gun with a brush, put it away, and walked away.

Hello.

It’s enough as long as the spoils of war are enough, and there is enough stockpile in stock to fight a few more battles.

A wooden house appeared in the wilderness on the flat land. Two round red lanterns were hung at the door. They swayed in the wind, but the candlelight did not flicker.

Zhang Aiguo modified the flashlight lamp beads and used them to scare people, and the effect was very good.

Feudal superstition is unacceptable. It is difficult to explain metaphysics, the I Ching, the Eight Trigrams, etc. People are here now, so what else does not exist?

There are three layers of cordon made of hemp rope, and copper bells are hung all over the ropes.

Tonight, the wind is very soothing, expressing the joy of the land.

Zhang Aiguo, who was standing at the door, took off his skull mask. It was a little wet and he was sweating a lot.

If you work hard, you will get something in return!