Anti-Japanese War: I am the warlord of Ping'an County! The whole army is German!

"Asshole, Mr. Zhou, I told you that the supplies are lost and you bear the main responsibility." The team leader stared at Zhou Weimin and said.

"Yes, yes, Captain, I'm responsible, I'm responsible." Zhou Weimin said with a smile.

But in my mind I was thinking about how to kill this team leader.

"Good, good, Mr. Zhou, you're very good." The team leader said lightly after knowing that Zhou Weimin would take the blame.

However, this team leader was also thinking about killing Zhou Weimin in the future.

But he may not have any chance, because Zhou Weimin is already ready to act.

After marching for half an hour, Zhou Weimin found an opportunity.

The opportunity to completely wipe out these dozens of devils is in a ravine ahead.

It's very secluded there, perfect for an ambush.

"Captain, you called me." Wu Qianli hurriedly ran to Zhou Weimin.

Originally, Zhou Weimin was wondering where Wu Qianli and Mei Sheng would be, but in the end, they were in his own team.

"Wu Qianli, do you see that ravine ahead? I'm going to kill these devils in that ravine later."

"What?" Wu Qianli shouted subconsciously.

"Why are you shouting? Are you afraid that these devils don't know?" Zhou Weimin growled.

"Captain, the ravine ahead is indeed a good place to set up an ambush, but we don't have any way to ambush."

"We are all together with the devils!"

"Besides, these devils are very smart. They are all walking behind us. If we exchange fire like this, we will suffer heavy casualties!"

Wu Qianli didn't ask why, but looked at the terrain, thought for a while, and said.

"How could I not know!"

"I'll give you thirty submachine guns and sixty grenades in a moment. Once the team reaches the ravine, you'll hide immediately."

"That ravine is a blind spot, the Japs can't see it, but you only have a few minutes."

"When these devils enter the ravine, you must open fire immediately. Don't save your bullets for me. Shoot them all out."

Zhou Weimin pulled Wu Qianli closer and roared in a low voice.

"Captain, where did you get the submachine guns? If I had submachine guns, even if I had ten, not to mention thirty, I could kill all the Japanese here." Wu Qianli said with a smile.

"Why bother me where I got it? Take your soldiers and go find Mei Sheng up front. He has the submachine gun."

"Remember, don't save your bullets for me. Shoot them all out, leaving no Japanese alive."

Zhou Weimin didn't want to get into trouble. If any of the Japanese soldiers escaped, how would he return to Ping'an County?

"Captain, don't worry. If you let the devils escape with these thirty submachine guns, you can just shoot me."

"But when this is over, these thirty submachine guns..." Wu Qianli didn't finish his words, but Zhou Weimin knew what he meant.

Isn’t it just these thirty submachine guns that you’re interested in?

Zhou Weimin is a wealthy man now, so he has no shortage of this. "If you get the job done, these thirty submachine guns will be yours."

"But if things don't go well, you'll have to be my cook."

"Captain, don't worry. If this can't be done well, I, Wu Qianli, will not be alive." Wu Qianli immediately promised after hearing Zhou Weimin's words.

Thirty charge shots, sixty grenades, and an ambush. If he couldn't kill these dozens of Japanese devils, then Wu Qianli would have lived in vain.

And just when Zhou Weimin was preparing to take action.

Above the ravine in front, several militiamen from Gejia Village and several injured Eighth Route Army soldiers were lying down and looking at Zhou Weimin and his men.

"Traitor dog." A wounded Eighth Route Army soldier picked up his gun and aimed at Zhou Weimin.

"Goudan, what are you doing?" Another wounded Eighth Route Army soldier hurriedly stopped him.

"Sergeant, that's the puppet army commander of Ping'an County, Zhou Weimin. He's the biggest traitor around here." The wounded Eighth Route Army soldier said angrily.

"I know. I asked you what you want to do. Do you want to die?" the squad leader growled.

"Sergeant, I'm not afraid of death. As long as I can kill this dog traitor, it will be worth it even if I die." The wounded Eighth Route Army soldier said with a firm expression.

"If you are not afraid of death, then we should be afraid of death?"

"Look at the gun in your hand. Can you kill this traitor from such a distance?"

"I'm telling you not to forget the villagers of Gejia Village who helped us. If you open fire now, won't that just expose the fact that Gejia Village helped us?"

"Gejia Village is in front of us. Do you think these traitors and devils will not go to Gejia Village after you fire the gun?" the squad leader said angrily.

"Squad leader, I..." The wounded Eighth Route Army soldier hadn't finished speaking when the squad leader interrupted him, "As long as you shoot, regardless of whether you can kill this traitor or not, the villagers of Gejia Village will definitely be retaliated."

"Then we'll just watch them pass by." The wounded Eighth Route Army soldier said angrily.

"No, we need to see what they are going to do."

"If I'm not mistaken, they must have just exchanged fire with our team and are now preparing to return to Ping'an County." The squad leader analyzed while looking at Zhou Weimin's troops.

In fact, they were attracted by the sound of gunfire, but unfortunately they arrived too late.

"Squad leader, what do you think these puppet soldiers are going to do?"

"And what kind of guns are they holding? Why have I never seen them before?"

After seeing Wu Qianli and the others' actions and the submachine guns in their hands, another Eighth Route Army soldier asked the squad leader beside him.

"That kind of gun should be a submachine gun." The squad leader said uncertainly after carefully looking at the guns in Wu Qianli and others' hands.

Because he had never seen a submachine gun, he had only heard the political commissar of the regiment talk about it a few times.

"Submachine gun, what kind of gun is that? How about the Japanese Type 38 rifle?" the Eighth Route Army soldier asked again.

"The Japanese's Type 38 rifle?"

"The Japanese Type 38 rifle is simply not comparable to a submachine gun. You know, a submachine gun..."

"But I'm curious, where did these puppet soldiers get the submachine guns?" the squad leader asked with some confusion.

Just when the squad leader was puzzled, an injured Eighth Route Army soldier beside him said.

"Squad leader, these puppet soldiers seem to be setting up an ambush. Could it be that they are preparing to ambush our team?"

Upon hearing this, the squad leader quickly looked at Wu Qianli and the others below, and then said.

"No, if it was a team that ambushed us, there shouldn't be only a few dozen people!"

"I'm also a little curious about what these puppet soldiers are up to, but no matter what, we just need to keep an eye on them."

at the same time.

Zhou Weimin's troops have all entered the ravine.

The moment those dozens of Japanese soldiers entered the ravine, sixty grenades flew towards them.

Boom boom boom...

Then bullets rained down on the devils.