Sword life

Chapter 16 Fishing
"Baga!" In the headquarters of the First Shanxi Army, the little devil, Qingyue Xiangyue overturned the table angrily, and scattered the maps and tactical signs on it all over the floor.

The entire command room was silent, and everyone dared not take a breath, for fear of offending the furious Xiangyue Qingji.

Sending night raid troops was originally a decision Xiangyue Qingji was proud of, but after one night, he lost two or three hundred people, which was equivalent to losing a full squadron.

This is tantamount to slapping someone face to face with a big mouth, or slapping them both positively and negatively, who can bear it!
The loss of two to three hundred people was not an unbearable figure for the Shanxi Front Army, which had 300 Japanese troops and [-] puppet troops. The daily death toll in the Xinkou Battle far exceeded this figure.

It's unbearable that they can't find a way to win in the face of a ghostly foe.

If this continues, I am afraid that the morale of the entire Japanese army in Shanxi will collapse!

In a regiment of the Eighth Route Army, Captain Cheng was arguing with a certain battalion commander: "I said, Lao Li, you are not authentic. One hundred guns, not to mention half of each person, at least four or six."

"I said Cheng Xiazi, what are you talking about? What does it have to do with you when I led the soldiers out to fight Yangluo? Last night, you didn't move a single finger. You just wanted to share dozens of pieces with your mouth." Gun, how can you think of good things so much!"

"Li Battalion Commander, you are the cause of small farmers' thinking, let's play a game of chess"

"Okay, don't give me lessons. I can't read a basket. This is a matter between me and Cheng Xiazi. What are you messing with? By the way, old Cheng, it's not impossible to change, three guns and one soldier, no The kind that just put down the hoe."

The political commissar looked at the two people with their arms around each other, and shook his head helplessly: "Who is it, you can turn your face faster than a dog!"

On Zhang Gang's side, after handing over the puppet army anyway to Wei Dayong, he slept with his head covered until noon, sleeping normally, and then got up.

Open it and have a look. Dozens of puppet troops form a small circle. Outside, more than 100 people form a large circle with guns, staring at each other, nervous.

"Wei Dayong, quickly put down the gun, it's for hitting the enemy, don't point it at our brothers."

With Zhang Gang's order, all Yilian put away their guns and waited quietly for Zhang Gang's order.

"They all scattered. They fought all night last night and didn't kill many little devils. It was only one or two hundred. The little devils couldn't resist beatings, so they scattered after a single beating. Otherwise, they would have wiped out the entire brigade. "

Li Weihan and the others smiled and did not take it seriously. When they met a large group of little devils alone, it would be good if they could run.
Being able to fight back is like telling a joke.

"Really, with one cannon from Chief Zhang, all our regiment leaders ran away. Without the supervision of these two devils, we have a chance to fight back!" said a tall and thin puppet soldier anyway.

On the road, Zhang Gang asked with a smile: "What's your name?"

"Report sir, my name is Gu Qinghe, I used to be the platoon leader of the 3rd Company and 2nd Platoon of the [-]st Manchukuo Division."

"Gu Qinghe, I order you to be the temporary leader of the 5th platoon, and you take these brothers with you first. My request is only one, within a month, if you can show your energy, can you do it!"

Gu Qinghe shivered, straightened his body, and said, "It can be done, sir!"

Well, Zhang Gang nodded in satisfaction, then rolled up his sleeves: "By the way, our company's old rules, before joining the company, fight with me. If you win, you will eat meat. If you lose, you will eat cornbread."

Gu Qinghe looked at Zhang Gang, didn't say much, opened his posture, and swung a punch.

Zhang Gang grabbed Gu Qinghe's fist and swung it hard, throwing Gu Qinghe up.

Gu Qinghe only felt his body lighten, and he yelled in his heart that it was not good, if he hit the ground at such a fast speed, his internal organs would still be able to bear it.

When he was panicking, Gu Qinghe felt his body weighed down and stopped less than ten centimeters from the ground.

"How about it, do you still want to fight?" Zhang Gang said with a smile, resting one hand on Gu Qinghe's back, a man weighing more than 100 kilograms was as light as a feather in his hand.

"Successful, the officer is really brave. I can fight against the puppet army, but in the hands of the officer, I am like a child. I can't even pass a single move."

Zhang Gang laughed loudly, patted Gu Qinghe on the shoulder, and took away the bubbles

[Wang Baquan Boxing +1]

What a strange harvest, Zhang Gang raised his head, his eyes were piercing: "Next, don't be too polite, ten and ten come!"

With one-on-ten, Zhang Gang easily won the game and took advantage of the trend to take away the bubbles.

【Strength +1】

【Physical +1】

……

【Speed+1】

A little bit of heat surged up in his body, strengthening Zhang Gang's body. The enhancement effect of his current strength or physique is minimal, and his collection of these is just a habit, not an addiction.

The last soldier fell, Zhang Gang patted him on the shoulder, and was about to take away the bubbles, but his hand stopped in midair.

This guy has no bubbles on his shoulders!
No air bubbles!

What's the situation, Lao Tzu worked so hard to bring you back, what is he trying to figure out, is it trying to figure out your body, bah, it's not bubbles!

I don't need to take this bubble, but if you don't give it, it's your fault!
"What's your name?" Zhang Gang patted his shoulder, pretending not to care, and looked at the man without bubbles.

The hair is parted, the eyebrows are sparse, the eyes are small, half covered by drooping eyelids, and the eyeballs are rolling around. A proper portrait of a traitor.

The Sanqikai man saw sweat on his face, and said with a smile: "Sir, the younger one is called Zhu Kai, Manchuria..."

"Stop, what is Manchuria? It's a fake Manchuria. Do you understand the fakes?" Zhang Gang couldn't take it anymore and interrupted Zhu Kai's words.

"Yes, Puppet Manchukuo, I am the deputy squad leader of the first division, and I really admire you, sir, so I come to join you."

Admiration, I'm still so fucking air-bubbled, do you think I'm an idiot!
With a smile on Zhang Gang's face, he patted Zhu Kai on the shoulder and said with extra effort: "Good job, work hard in the future, and try to fight back to the Northeast as soon as possible."

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand, gathered several platoon leaders in front, did not shy away from the puppet army anyway, and loudly talked about the next arrangement.

"During the day, let's rest first, wait until night, continue to dispatch the whole army, hide the mortars everywhere, lie down after firing a shot, and continue shooting at the next move, don't let the little devil see through."

Zhu Kai wrote down all these quietly, then shrank back, and slowly retreated to the edge of a low wall. While no one was paying attention, he turned over, fell down from the top of the wall, and ran south desperately.

"Company commander, yes." Wei Dayong moved his ears, and just about to turn around, Zhang Gang stopped him.

"Wei Dayong, don't be distracted when I speak. By the way, let me ask you, what did I say in the third sentence?"

Wei Dayong:
(End of this chapter)