Liang Jian: I have a canteen

Chapter 45
The battle is over, as if within breath.

After Monk Wei took control of Kamijou Toma, Captain Sun brought people over to assist Li Si in taking over the convoy.

He felt quite embarrassed, as if he was extravagant, came to Liudaogou and lay in ambush for a long time, and took over the spoils without firing a single shot.

He turned to look at the pile of stones.

Is it really an eight-array diagram?

Zhuge Kongming's Eight Arrays?

Captain Sun raised his doubts.

Xu San also simply explained that this is only useful for special groups of people, and the reason for its success is largely due to luck.

Even if Kamijou was pointed at by three soldiers with guns, he did not forget to point at Xu Sanbaga!Baga screamed and scolded Xu San for being despicable.

Xu San walked over with his horsewhip in his hand, and slapped him on the face, "Your wording is inappropriate, this is called wisdom, and it's the wisdom of wise people!"

"Baga, I want to fight you, Shigeru Miyamoto."

"What did he say?" Monk Wei asked beside him.

"He said he would fight us!"

"Okay, I'll come!" Monk Wei shook his shoulders, eager to try.

"This bastard killed one of our brothers, I'll come! I'll convince him to die today." A voice came from a distance, Xu San saw that it was Lian Wushang.

This guy has good ears, he can hear it from such a distance.

This is not to say that Lian Wushang has good ears, but that Lian Wushang has been paying attention to the situation here.

I didn't jump over until I heard Xu San say that the little devil was going to a duel.

"Brother, give him to me, he killed one of our brothers!" Lian Wushang said to Monk Wei.

Monk Wei didn't care, he glanced at Xu San, Xu San nodded.

It was only now that Xu San knew that the devil in front of him was the real murderer of that soldier.

He wanted to kill him, but Zhao Gang was watching, so he had no choice but to lower his head and say to Lian Wushang: "Just be careful not to kill him, someone is watching here."

"I know, discipline!"

Lian Wushang clenched his fist and jumped over.

When Kamijou saw that the person who was going to duel with him was not Xu San, he shouted angrily again: "Baga, Shigeru Miyamoto, you are not only despicable, but also cowardly. I want to duel with you, not this dwarf."

"what did he say?"

"Simply put, he said you are short!"

"Fuck! You're fucking short!"

Lian Wushang, who was holding back his fire, couldn't bear it any longer when he heard this short man, he rushed to the top and punched him in the thigh.

Snapped!
With just one punch, Kamijou staggered and took a few steps back.

"Hachi! Despicable, you sneak attack!" Kamijou cursed, and pulled away.

Naturally, Lian Wushang couldn't understand what he was saying, and stepped on his knees, he was bound to die.

Kamijou withdrew his left leg, pressed down with his right hand to protect his vitals, and took the saber with his left hand straight for his throat.

Lian Wushang saw the fierceness of the saber in his hand, so he turned slightly to give way, then reached out his left hand to clasp Kamijou's wrist and pulled it along with the trend, retreated, raised his breath, twisted his waist,

"what!"

With a loud shout, Lian Wushang slapped him like a brick.

Boom~
Kamijou flew out of Toma, the flight was seven or eight meters away, and after landing, he still grunted three or four meters before stopping.

"Is this Tieshanjia?"

"Isn't this Bajiquan?"

"Isn't Lian Wushang from Emei?"

"His Tieshanjiao is just for show. If it is Bajiquan's Tieshanjiao, I'm afraid this devil is dead." Li Si explained from the side.

Kamijou lying on the ground hadn't moved for two or three seconds, Xu San couldn't help asking, "Is he not dead?"

"I can't die? I have a sense of control!" Lian Wushang replied.

Sure enough, Kamijou Touma's thighs twitched twice, then put his hands on the ground and stood up.

"Wow~"

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, he staggered and took two steps forward, then his feet went limp, and he knelt on the ground on one knee.

"Wow~" Another mouthful.

Lian Wushang snorted coldly, and put away his posture: "It's cheap for you."

After spitting out two mouthfuls of blood, Kamijou was no longer as domineering as before, but knelt on the ground and panted heavily.

Xu San walked over, knelt down, and looked at him with a smile: "Do you want to fight again?"

"Baga!" Kamijou stared and stopped talking, because he knew that Lunzuipizi would never be a match for this person in front of him.

"Tie it up, our Eighth Route Army treats prisoners kindly." Xu San stood up after finishing speaking.

After a commotion for a while, the loot was counted and all the devils were tied up.

It has to be admitted that the speed at which the county brigade confiscated the spoils was quite fast.

Although the vehicles at the scene couldn't take them away, they could be dismantled and all of them were dismantled, not even the canvas on the truck.

The common people were still at a loss. The fact that the devils were replaced by the Eighth Route Army reassured them a lot. After all, the Eighth Route Army has the best reputation among many armies.

But three hundred people are not so easy to manage.

They came from different villages, so naturally some people recognized this place as Liudaogou, and naturally some people clamored to go home.

For a while, there was chaos.

Don't look at them honestly in front of the devils, but they can let go when they see the Eighth Route Army.

After all, the Eighth Route Army is easy to talk about!
But these people can't go home casually now, this is also for the sake of their safety and the safety of their families.

And the task of appeasing these common people naturally fell on Zhao Gang.

The so-called specialization in the art industry, the more than 300 people really became quiet under Zhao Gang's mouth, and the few people who took the lead in the riots now obediently stopped talking.

It seems that he also had foresight in the arrangement of his superiors.

Seeing that there was nothing else going on with the people, Xu San walked over: "Comrade Zhao Gang, I will leave the rest to you!"

Zhao Gang squeezed his throat: "No problem, the superior has deployed an independent group to cooperate with this operation. They will make a detour in the evening, pulling the devil's blockade, and then we will wait for the opportunity to pass through. As for these folks, temporarily The independent group will take over, those who can be included will be included, and those who cannot be included will be arranged to send them back to their hometown when the time is right."

"Bringing so many folks to intersperse? Are you sure?" Xu San couldn't help worrying that the common people lacked military literacy, and Xu San was worried whether they could complete such high-tech tasks as interspersing defense lines.

"A few days ago, some of our comrades instigated a puppet army in a stronghold." Zhao Gang said a key piece of information.

Xu San nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

It's just that Xu San didn't expect that it was the independent group who cooperated with the mission this time.

Li Yunlong, the son of the plane, I really want to meet you!
But it seems that there is no chance to meet each other, and this time we can only pass by.

Zhao Gang probably took advantage of this opportunity to take office directly.

If there is an independent group, then Monk Wei will naturally come to mind.

Glancing at Monk Wei, Xu San thought it was better to return it to Li Yunlong!
This will return the story to its original timeline.

"Who is the current head of the independent group?" Xu San asked.

"It's Li Yunlong." Zhao Gang replied.

"Li Yunlong, did you kill the Li Yunlong from Bantian United?" Monk Wei suddenly interjected behind Xu San, looking a little excited.

"Yes!" Zhao Gang replied.

"What's the matter, do you want to go?" Xu San asked.

Monk Wei hesitated a little and looked at Xu San.

"Just go if you want, like a big girl."

"Who is this?" Zhao had been paying attention to this burly bald head just now.

"He is Wei Dayong from the 72nd Division of the Central Army. He escaped from the POW camp after being captured. He has good skills. I picked him up by chance." Xu San briefly introduced.

Monk Wei's appearance is quite high, of course in the eyes of soldiers.

Zhao Gang is about to take up the post of the independent group, and there is no one under his command. When he saw Monk Wei, he also loved his talent, so he got up to win over him.

Zhao Gang talked with Monk Wei in detail, but Xu San stopped paying attention and turned to find Li Si.

At about 04:30, the county brigade took out dry food and let everyone have a full meal.

Xu San could tell that Captain Sun was in a lot of pain.

Guerrilla is not easy!
Xu San drank cold water while eating coarse grain pancakes, thinking about what he should do in the future.

I am a scumbag of Zhanwu, it is impossible to fight head-on, I can only engage in sneak attacks and get some intelligence.

In addition, I made such a big noise, but the intelligence department found no such person.

This is the most troublesome thing?

Just thinking about it gives me a headache. Fortunately, the Chinese New Year is coming soon, so I can give myself a little buffer time.

Before we parted, Xu San took out two boxes of sulfonamide: "I don't know when we will see each other again this time, so this is just a small gift before we leave."

One box was given to Captain Sun and the other box was given to Zhao Gang.

Zhao Gang took the medicine box: "Sulfa?"

Xu San nodded.

"Thank you." Zhao Gang had no reason to refuse, and directly packed the medicine box.

Captain Sun who was standing next to him didn't refuse, and also solemnly put away the medicine. Their county brigade also needed it. Then he beckoned, and a soldier from the county brigade ran over.

Captain Sun reached out and took the commander's knife from the soldier's hand: "I don't have any presents, so I'll just take this. Unfortunately, it's just a lieutenant's knife, which doesn't match my brother's military uniform."

The way to distinguish the military rank of the command knife is according to the color of the ribbon on the inside of the tassel. Red represents the assistant officer, gold represents the general officer, and blue represents the lieutenant officer.

And the higher the rank of the officer, the more beautiful the pattern on the handle will be.

Xu San took the command knife with a smile: "It's okay, just change the color of the silk thread to the following when the time comes."

He didn't have the reservedness of Chinese people, who had the habit of looking at gifts after receiving gifts, so he held down the scabbard and pulled out the knife directly.

Clang~·
Xu San drew out the blade and watched it carefully.

I saw that the moiré on the blade was dense and very beautiful. At first glance, it was forged by thousands of hammers. Looking down, there was a village character engraved on the bottom of the blade.

Could it be Demon Sword Muramasa?
However, he turned around and took a look at Kamijou, who was sluggish, and felt that this kind of cowardly mental illness must not be that advanced.

This village word should be the mark of the swordsmith.

Thinking of this, Xu San said to Zhao Gang: "This devil captain has a lot of background, and he probably has some background in Dongpu."

"How to say?" Zhao Gang asked.

"There are generally two types of devil command knives. One is standard, and the other is family heirloom or forged by a famous expert, and this one may be family heirloom. Generally, devils with backgrounds don't use standard command knives, so this It’s a ghost with a background, well, it’s worth a little more, and you can sell a few more oceans.”

"I didn't expect there to be such a saying." Zhao Gang felt that his knowledge had increased a little.

"By the way, there is one more thing. I think this is a warning. It's approaching the New Year, and you have to guard against the devil's revenge. This revenge may not only be around the city of Ping'an, but the scope may be very large."

Upon hearing this, Captain Sun hurriedly asked, "Brother, do you have any news?"

Xu San shook his head, "It's not accurate, but isn't this the most important festival in China? No matter how busy you are, don't you want to go home and get together?"

"What does that brother mean?"

"Don't get together if it's not necessary, lest you give the devil a nest."

What Xu San said made sense, but Captain Sun didn't like it very much.

It seems that this year is not going well.

The troops and villagers had already assembled, Xu San turned his horse's head, kowtowed the horse's belly, and stood in front of everyone at a speed of more than ten kilometers per hour.

"Who is that officer?" Monk Wei asked, although he cooperated with Xu San once, he still didn't know his name.

"Since you have joined the revolutionary team, you should know not to ask questions." Zhao Gang turned around and said.

As night fell, the first thing Xu San did when he returned to the base was to wash his hair.

Hair wax is really easy to use, as evidenced by Monk Wei's gun jamming today, but after the statute of limitations, it will be fucking dead, and Chen Changhai lying inside is the best negative example.

(End of this chapter)