I want to be a good person

He raised his hand, made a beautiful knife movement, and slashed at the Japanese soldier diagonally.

The inertia and impact force easily decapitated the Japanese soldier, and his head flew off.

The neck cavity lost its pressure and the faucet opened.

How dare?

The remaining three seconds of nerve made his face even more hideous.

"Spare your life! Spare your life!"

Kneeling on the ground, rifle raised high.

Once you get used to surrender, it becomes second nature.

"Put down your weapons and get out of here."

The driver got up and wanted to run away.

"You guys stop."

"Good man, we were forced to do this. We just want to survive."

A driver plucked up his courage, made a bitter face, and said in a low voice.

"Go, give me the food, take it off the cart."

Seven or eight carts carried more than a dozen bags of wheat.

Seeing them finish, Zhang Aiguo waved his hand.

"Push the cart and go, take this."

His face was covered with a black cloth and he wore goggles on his eyes.

After getting off the horse, he held the pistol in one hand to intimidate the enemy, and with the other hand he searched the enemy's body for a long time, but couldn't find any money.

Alas, you can wield your sword to chop at the Japs, you can take action against the powerful and wealthy, you can deal with bandits and bullies, and even landlords, but you must never reach your hands to the bottom of society.

Life is already difficult enough, we cannot add salt to other people’s wounds.

"Use this money for shipping."

The Central Bank notes, if used in excess, are just waste paper, and they are used to seek fame and profit.

"Good man!"

More than a dozen men had tears in their eyes. No one wanted to work for the Japanese. Who was to blame for the officials' incompetence?

"I don't need the poor people's money. I'm messing up your business. Take it and get out of here."

"My dear man, if you want someone, I will fight you."

"I'll do it with you, too."

Suddenly, seven or eight men stood up and wanted to follow Zhang Aiguo.

Is this the aura of a king?

Worship after receiving your head.

After being a boss for a long time, I have developed some temperament.

"Fuck me?"

When you want to leave, your personal charm is most prominent. It is better to point out a way and leave a good relationship.

"Good man, can you please leave your number?"

someone asked.

"Is it easy to get the job done? All right, I won't change my surname or my name."

Zhang Aiguo understands their difficulties, what name should they give it?

Shake the gun.

"The mountain tiger, Lu Shaokang."

"You want to follow me, but what about me? I'm used to being alone. If you really want to pursue a future, I'll show you a way."

A group of people who are unwilling to be lonely and have ideas will naturally pursue progress.

"Thank you, good man."

"Take the puppet army's bullets on the ground and throw them at the 482 point."

Several people left somewhat disappointed.

I watched the people walk away and collected the Japanese equipment. I was so poor that I couldn't even find a match, let alone money. My Type 30 rifle only had rounds of bullets.

He mounted his horse, rode forward, and observed the progress of the wheat harvest from a distance through a telescope.

Before it was completely dried, the Japanese invaders arrived.

Several parties are fighting for food, so they don’t farm, but they have plenty of excuses.

The mountain tiger, Lu Shaokang.

His reputation grew, and they only robbed food from the Japanese.

Someone asked why you didn’t return it?

Why go back? These are all dirty things and should be confiscated. This is a great operation learned from study.

Just like the Beast King, the territory covered is getting larger and larger.

Not only the Japanese were angry, but also other armed forces.

You've overstepped your boundaries.

If you eat one more bite, I will eat one less bite. The cake is only so big, not everyone is qualified to sit at the table.

This day, on a dirt road in the countryside.

“Da da da da”

Zhang Aiguo galloped on his horse, screaming strangely, threatening the fragile heart.

"run"

The driver ran very fast.

"wrong."

Zhang Aiguo was sharp-eyed and noticed that the shoes they were wearing were different. In order to prevent their shoes from falling off, real rickshaw drivers would tie their feet with hemp ropes before walking.

His body suddenly moved and fell on the horse's back.

"whoosh"

Bullets flew.

When the reins were pulled, the horse galloped to the left front. When the reins were pulled hard, the black horse crossed the ditch and ran to the left.

Turning around and looking back, the Type 44 rifle spewed out angry flames.

"Snapped"

There was no sound where the bullet hit.

There is no need to look at the food, it is probably fake.

Who ambushed me?

Four or five cavalrymen appeared from the side of the slope. Unlike the Japanese cavalry, they used different sabers.

"Choke"

Zhang Aiguo slowly drew out his saber and saluted.

I tapped the horse's belly with my feet and began to slowly speed up.

The other party also came over shouting.

Holding the gun in one hand, and taking advantage of the waves, he couldn't see where the enemy was shot.

The Turtle Box had very good directivity, and with only two shots, two of the opponents fell.

"Stop, we are..."

What is it? Is it important?

It’s so delicious that you won’t put down your chopsticks.

If you dare to ambush me and challenge my bottom line, you can only apologize with death. Even the Lord can’t do anything about it. I say that!

The remaining end only had an arm cut off.

"I'm…"

The tip of the knife pierced through the Adam's apple.

God doesn't know, ghost doesn't know.

Leaning left and right.

"Swish swish."

Bullets flew.

He did not bother to collect the spoils and urged his horse to go far away.

"when."

The bullet shot from behind hit the steel plate that appeared in an instant.

He raised his hand and fired two shots in succession, then changed direction. The black horse ran in an S shape, with smoke and dust flying everywhere.

"He's running over here."

The galloping war horses and high-speed sprints create enormous psychological pressure.

Finally, someone couldn't bear it anymore and started to stand up and run backwards.

"Stop and shoot."

It’s only thirty or forty meters away, and it’s there in the blink of an eye.

He chopped left and right, and blood appeared every time he chopped.

Who cares who they are?

Ask again after killing.

The horse's head turned sharply, its four hooves paused slightly, and its body formed an inclined plane.

His body tilted, hit the horse's belly, and turned again.

"not good."

Zhang Aiguo felt a palpitation in his heart. The early sense of danger made him shudder.

He reined in his horse at high speed and came to an abrupt stop, creating a cloud of boiling smoke.

The Japs' machine guns started firing.

He has no moral principles and only bullies honest people like us.

The horse snorted and breathed heavily, but still lay down at the command.

"bang bang bang"

With the help of the scope, pull the trigger quickly and shoot continuously.

The hot shells were thrown on the ground.

There was a layer of yellow dust on Zhang Aiguo's face and body.

The Japanese just fired a burst of shots and the main and deputy shooters fell in a pool of blood.

Another assistant shooter and ammunition handler crawled forward, but were again stopped from a distance.

Zhang Aiguo's gunfire paused because the bolt of the M1924 rifle was straight and did not bend downward.

After installing the scope, you cannot use the magazine to load and can only push in rounds one by one.

"assault"

A squad leader was waving a saber in one hand and holding a tortoise box in the other.

"bang bang bang"

The hot bullet penetrated into the mouth and squeezed out from the back of the head, making a big hole.

A small group of Japanese soldiers could chase thousands of nationalist soldiers, and their self-confidence still swelled.

They never take individual anti-Japanese elements seriously, and there are also bandit armed forces who are familiar with the local area and participate, and all of them are elites.

Beauty is created by distance, and the naked eye cannot compare with the equipment. At a distance of 400 meters, it seems as if it is right in front of you.

The advantage is mine, except that loading is a bit troublesome.

The battle ends quickly as it begins.

Feeling sore all over, the dark horse stood up, feeling a little hurt, and suddenly stopped and lay down, not relaxing after the intense exercise.

The ownerless horse was snorting, standing beside its dead master and nudging him from time to time.

The black crow landed on the tree, calling.

“Ga-ga-ga!”