Bright Sword: Starting from the Improved Grenade

"Fuck, that shotgun had such a strong recoil, it almost blew me away."

"I think the elm cannon is more powerful. I heard that it is easy to make. There are elms everywhere in the mountains here. If we can make a few hundred of them and put them at the entrance of the village, I wonder who would dare to come to our village to collect grain."

"I don't think we can have hundreds of them. A few dozen will be enough. If we have more, we won't have enough black powder!"

After the experiment, on the way down the mountain.

The guerrillas from Goujiazhuang were still discussing enthusiastically, without any sign of tiredness from working overtime in the middle of the night, and everyone's face was flushed.

"Okay, we'll be at the village soon."

Outside of Goujiazhuang, Limp stopped and looked at the people who were still very excited: "Everyone, please stop smiling and remember that no one can tell anyone about what happened tonight."

"You can't even tell the captain's wife. I want to brag to her!"

One of the team members asked jokingly.

"That's not OK."

Limp glared at the team member and said, "I'll say it again, you can't tell anyone, including your family members."

"Hey..."

Lin Pu had a tough attitude, and Gao Yu was afraid that others might have some thoughts, so he quickly pulled Lin Pu back and looked at everyone in a friendly manner.

"Comrades, the secrecy is only temporary. You all know that the rich man Wang is very powerful and ruthless. It is possible that he has spies in our village."

"So for everyone's safety, and for the safety of our fellow villagers, it's better to keep what happened tonight a secret until Rich Man Wang is defeated."

Gao Yu's attitude was kind and clear, and he convinced everyone immediately: "Don't worry, captain, instructor, we promise to keep our mouths shut."

"Yes, if anyone dares to tell others about what happened tonight, I will beat his head off."

As he spoke, Wang Gouzi showed off his muscles.

"Okay, disband."

Seeing that everyone had a good attitude, Limp felt relieved, but to be on the safe side, he still added a sentence.

"Don't go out during the day today. Stay at home and have a good rest. We will act on time tomorrow night."

"Yes."

After everyone saluted, they left in twos and threes.

"Captain, I won't sleep tonight. I'll stand guard at the entrance of the village."

After everyone left, Gao Yu grabbed Limp, who was about to leave, and whispered.

"Are you worried? The guerrillas are all my brothers, and you don't trust them!"

Limp looked at Gao Yu in surprise.

"Ah."

Gao Yu nodded, his face full of seriousness: "The safety of the folks in Goujiazhuang is on the shoulders of our guerrillas. I don't want to make any mistakes."

"Okay, but I'll do it tonight!"

Lim Pu was unable to refute Gao Yu's words, and at the same time, he completely trusted the political commissar sent by the organization.

"Need not."

Gao Yu refused without a second thought: "You are the leader of the guerrillas and you have to lead the team tomorrow night. It's okay for me not to sleep tonight, but it would be bad if you don't sleep and delay the work."

"Ok."

Limp was persuaded. He took out the only pistol in the guerrillas from his waist and handed it to Gao Yu.

"Be careful. If anyone really goes to report it, just shoot them without telling me."

"Yes."

This time Gao Yu did not refuse, as he really needed a weapon to guard the night.

Nothing happened during the night. As soon as it was daybreak, Lin Pu got up in a hurry, made a few steamed buns, picked them up and ran to the entrance of the village.

"How's it going? Are you okay?"

Seeing Gao Yu walking back and forth casually like an old man who had just got up and strolled at the entrance of the village, Lin Pu breathed a sigh of relief. He really didn't want to see anyone in the guerrillas betray him.

"fine."

Gao Yu took the steamed bread handed over by Lin Pu and said: "I think after we defeat the rich man Wang, the guerrillas will recruit people and arrange sentries and so on."

"Ah."

Limp nodded in agreement: "You should also go and get some rest. You should be fine now."

"it is good."

Soon it was eight o'clock in the evening, the night had completely darkened, and the guerrillas of Goujiazhuang had gathered at the entrance of the village.

There was no need to keep it secret as the departure was approaching, and Lim Pu did not ask anyone to drive away the many villagers who came to watch the fun.

"Comrades, I am a rough man, I don't know how to say high-sounding words, I just want to ask you if you hate the rich man Wang who comes to steal food every day?"

"Hate, hate, hate..."

The guerrillas shouted loudly, holding various weapons.

"Okay, let's go and kill Mr. Wang, take back all the food from his house, and let the villagers have a good New Year."

Before leaving, Limp came to Gao Yu who came to see him off.

"Instructor Goujiazhuang is now handed over to you. If we fail, you will take everyone to hide in the mountains and wait for the organization's support."

Gao Yu did not answer, but patted Limp's shoulder: "Be careful and come back alive."

"Captain Lin, be careful!"

Seeing this, other villagers also expressed their concern.

Lin Pu saluted the villagers and resolutely set off with his team.

At the same time, in Wangjia Village, in the Wang family compound, the rich man Wang was entertaining two Japanese devils in shit-yellow military uniforms.

"Eat well, drink well, Madam!"

After saying this, Mr. Wang looked at the thin translator beside him and motioned him to translate quickly.

The thin translator, who had just received the money and had just become a traitor, did not dare to be negligent and started translating immediately.

"Taijun eats and drinks."

"Yoshi, your great and good citizen."

The two Japanese soldiers were very satisfied with Mr. Wang's attitude and patted him on the shoulders encouragingly. This made Mr. Wang a little flattered and he quickly stood up.

"Don't worry, Madam. I will take people to the countryside to collect grain tomorrow. I will definitely not delay your important work."

"タイジュン, 安安してください, 明日は田舎に人を连れて谷を集"

After hearing what the thin translator said, the two Japanese soldiers, whose military rank was only corporals, were very happy.

Originally, they thought that the decision of their superiors to ask the two of them to go to the countryside to collect grain was outrageous, but they didn't expect that these Chinese were even more outrageous.

Just find someone with local power and with their help, you can collect military rations from seven or eight nearby townships.

"Translator Wang, tell Wang that as long as the rations are collected, he will be the chairman of the maintenance guild. I will report this to the captain."

One of the Japanese soldiers said to the thin translator.

"Hi."

The thin translator nodded and quickly translated it for Mr. Wang.

"That's great, don't worry, I... bang..."

Just as the rich man Wang was about to stand up excitedly to show his loyalty, a loud noise was heard.

"idiot!"

"What happened?"

"Don't worry, Madam, it's probably those unruly people causing trouble. I'll go out and take a look. You can continue drinking."

After the little Japanese waved his chopsticks as if to shoo away flies, Mr. Wang carefully left the room.

"That bastard doesn't want to live anymore. How dare he ruin my good deeds?"

Rich man Wang straightened his clothes and regained his usual arrogance.

"Master, Master, run quickly, the Eighth Route Army is coming."

At this time, a strong man covered in blood ran over.

"What happened to Biaozi? I placed two machine guns at the door, how did those Eighth Route Army soldiers get in?"

Mr. Wang was shocked and asked hurriedly.

"Master, you don't know. I was on patrol with my men just now. Suddenly, there was a loud noise from the north yard. I immediately took people to check it out."

"As soon as I arrived, there was another loud noise from the other side. Xiao Wang and Xiao Li were killed instantly, and the blood splattered all over me."

As he said this, Biaozi trembled, as if he was still afraid.

"and then?"

Wang Caizhu shook the stunned Biaozi and said, "You didn't ask anyone to fight back!"

"You fought back, why didn't you fight back?"

Biaozi's voice trembled: "It's just that the people on the other side are not human. Before I shouted to shoot, two big men rushed out with strange weapons."

"With a loud bang, the scarred guy next to me had his head blown off. My brothers just ran away and didn't dare to fight back!"

"What!!"

Mr. Wang was dumbfounded: "Does that mean you all ran away?"

"No, Master, I'm back to find you."

"You are useless alone!"

Rich man Wang pushed Biaozi away and went back to the room to find the two Japanese soldiers and ask them to take him away.

Now, no matter whether the intruders are the Eighth Route Army or not, he has no way to deal with it since all his lackeys have run away.

"Where is Mr. Wang going?"

Lim Pu, who was chasing Biaozi, was holding a shotgun and looking at the two of them with a sneer.

"Please spare my life, my dear man. If you want something, just tell me. Why bother with such a fuss?"

The next moment he saw Limp, Mr. Wang knelt down without hesitation.

"Okay, just kneel there and don't move. I'll come over and talk to you."

Lin Pu held the gun and walked carefully towards the rich man Wang. Biaozi, who was standing next to him, opened his mouth but dared not say a word. He just stayed aside and did not dare to move.

"Good man...bang..."

Limp came in front of the rich man Wang and almost the moment Wang wanted to speak, he shot him in the head with a shotgun.

Seeing the rich man Wang bursting like a watermelon, Biaozi's eyes shrank and he knelt down without hesitation: "Please spare my life, my good man! All the bad things I did were forced by the rich man Wang!"

"Who is making so much noise outside? Didn't they disturb Taijun's meal?"

Just as Limp was about to speak, the door of a nearby room opened and the thin translator shouted impatiently.

"Are there devils?"

Limp immediately noticed the key words, and the next moment he rushed over in the panicked eyes of the thin translator, and with a "bang", he shot the thin translator directly into the room.

Without hesitation, Lin Pu pulled the handguard and rushed into the room. With two "bang, bang" sounds, the two Japanese soldiers who had just stood up and were about to take out their guns fell in a pool of blood.

"Whoo~~~"

Lin Pu wiped the cold sweat from his head. These were Japanese devils. He didn't expect that they could be dealt with so easily.

Looking at the shotgun in his hand, Limp made up his mind to prepare a few more for his team members.