bang bang bang...

In an instant, bullets rained down on the devils.

Dozens of Japanese soldiers were sent to hell by Wu Qianli and others before they could even react.

After all, with such dense bullets, the Japanese had no time to react.

"Let's go and take a look and make up for those who are still alive." Wu Qianli said happily.

Thirty submachine guns were obtained, and these submachine guns are very easy to use.

"Company commander, is there any need to look at this? Every Japanese soldier has several holes on his body." A soldier said happily.

"Stop talking nonsense and clean up quickly. The captain will be here soon." Wu Qianli said as he walked.

"Okay, Captain, now we have not only thirty more submachine guns, but also dozens more rifles." The soldier went to pick up the gun with a smile on his face.

Just as these thirty people were picking up their guns, Zhou Weimin came over with a few of his old subordinates.

But when he saw Wu Qianli and the others picking up guns, he angrily cursed, "Wu Qianli, what are you doing? Didn't I give you guns?"

"Besides, if we take these guns back, wouldn't that mean we're telling that devil Nakamura that we killed these people?"

"Captain, we can hide these guns." Wu Qianli hurried to Zhou Weimin and said.

"Okay, okay, we don't want these anymore. I have better ones. You guys should come with me." After saying that, Zhou Weimin turned around and left.

He still had something to do, which was to appease his subordinates.

Although his subordinates all respect him, who knows if there are any true traitors among them.

Fortunately, those involved in this matter were all his old subordinates.

Zhou Weimin was very confident in these old subordinates, but as for the others, Zhou Weimin decided to keep it secret for the time being.

The reason is simple, that is they were ambushed by the Eighth Route Army.

Although this reason was unreliable, Zhou Weimin's subordinates didn't think much about it.

Even if there are a few people who want to say something, they dare not speak out now because they know the consequences of speaking out.

"Brother Wang, why is the commander holding such a grudge? Wasn't it just a matter of the devil pointing a gun at him?"

"As for killing all the devils?"

"If the devils in Ping'an County knew about this, we would be in big trouble."

A new recruit who had just joined the team whispered to the veteran soldier with whom he had a very good relationship.

"Shut up. The commander is not someone you, a rookie, can comment on." Brother Wang growled as if he was somewhat happy.

"Little kid, you just came here and didn't know that this is our regiment commander. I still remember when we fought the Japanese together, at that time..."

Before the old soldier could finish his words, Brother Wang interrupted him and said, "Okay, okay, that was all in the past. Why are you talking about it now?"

"Kid, remember, no matter what the leader does, we just have to follow him."

"Because the commander will never abandon his soldiers, we are now a puppet army, but we will not be a puppet army forever."

"And the reason the regiment commander became a puppet soldier was because we..." Brother Wang paused here.

Then he continued, "Forget it, let's not talk about it anymore. Just remember that the leader is willing to let us follow him even at the cost of our lives."

Such scenes kept appearing in Zhou Weimin's team, which made the team more loyal to Zhou Weimin.

After Wu Qianli and others secretly returned to the team headquarters, Zhou Weimin led the troops out of the valley.

Of course, the thirty submachine guns were also taken away by Zhou Weimin. At present, these submachine guns are not suitable for use in the army.

The main concern was that the Japanese in Ping'an County would discover it.

Just after Zhou Weimin led his troops away, the militiamen from Gejia Village and several injured Eighth Route Army soldiers came down.

The guns that Zhou Weimin looked down upon were treasures to them.

"Sergeant, why do you think this traitor did this?" asked a wounded Eighth Route Army soldier.

"Do we need to ask the squad leader? They just had a conflict." Another Eighth Route Army soldier replied.

"No, even if they had a conflict, these puppet soldiers didn't have the courage to massacre the devils." The squad leader shook his head slightly and said.

In fact, the squad leader didn't know why these puppet soldiers did this, but from this moment on, the Eighth Route Army squad leader had some good feelings towards Zhou Weimin.

But it's just a little bit of goodwill.

"Squad leader, I think this matter is unusual. We should tell the battalion commander."

"I have some understanding of Zhou Weimin's troops. This puppet army is different from other puppet armies."

"This puppet army was transferred to Ping'an County three months ago. Although they exchanged fire with us more than a dozen times, their combat effectiveness was very poor."

"Usually, they would run away after exchanging fire with our troops. But as you saw just now, squad leader, their fighting ability is not bad at all, and they are very strong."

"How could such a team run away just after making peace with our troops? Unless they don't want to engage in a firefight with our troops."

"Also, their equipment is different from that of the other puppet troops. The grenades they just used are much more powerful than those of the Japanese."

"They also have submachine guns. The Japanese won't give them this equipment. Where did they get this equipment?"

An older-looking veteran standing next to the squad leader analyzed in a low voice.

"Old Wang, do you suspect that Zhou Weimin surrendered to the Japanese with a mission?" The squad leader frowned slightly and asked after hearing this.

"I'm not sure, but this puppet army is different from other puppet armies, and I got a piece of news a few days ago."

"According to the information I received, Zhou Weimin surrendered to the Japanese because he wanted to protect the villagers of Bali Village."

"And at that time, several of our comrades were in Bali Village."

The veteran of the Eighth Route Army thought for a moment, then spoke slowly.

"Where did you get the information? Is it accurate?" The squad leader looked at Lao Wang and asked.

"Sergeant, the source of my information must be accurate. It was told to me by Battalion Commander Zhang Dabiao." Lao Wang smiled and said.

"Damn it! He became the battalion commander within a few months of being a company commander. It seems our battalion commander was right. Zhang Dabiao is the relative of the regimental commander." The squad leader said with some jealousy.

"Sergeant, if you bring back dozens of guns this time, I don't believe that the regiment commander will not restore your position as company commander." Lao Wang pointed to the guns around him and said.

"Okay, clean up quickly. After cleaning, leave a few guns for the militia in Gejia Village, and we will take the rest back to the regiment." The squad leader smiled and said after hearing this.

A month ago, he led his company to raid a Japanese bunker, but the casualties were too heavy and he was removed from his position as company commander by the regiment commander Li Yunlong.

For the past month, he has been thinking about how to make meritorious contributions and regain his position as company commander. Now that he has dozens of guns, he should be able to regain his position as company commander.

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