"Hurry up."
Meng Shaoyuan said in a low voice.
It's already going fast enough.
But, this is the road.
Roads will always be a big problem for China.
Since the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War, many materials transported to the front line have been blocked due to road problems.
Many times, we rely on the primitive shoulder-to-hand resistance.
The road was so bumpy that it made me want to vomit.
Li Zhifeng was concentrating on driving.
On this kind of road, if you take a cautious step, you may easily overturn.
"I don't know what's going on with Yi Mingyan."
Su Junwen, who was sitting in the passenger seat, stuck his head out of the car window and glanced at the truck following closely behind.
"Don't worry there, I and the teacher are here."
Meng Shaoyuan said nonchalantly: "They want to kill a few bandits, it's like killing a chicken."
Immediately, he explained again: "Li Zhifeng, Su Junwen, when we arrive at Leshan, if we find that Leshan has been lost and something that shouldn't appear appears, your task is to cut them off!"
"Don't worry, leave it to me." Li Zhifeng responded carelessly.
Leshan, Leshan.
Can it be defended with just a group of soldiers who don't look like soldiers?
…
The first gangster to arrive in Leshan was Ma Naankei from Damianshan.
There are about a hundred people under Ma Cebu.
Bandits are bandits after all.
There is no organizational discipline for them.
The originally agreed plan was to wait until everyone arrived to start the process together.
When the time comes, the inner circle in the city will cooperate again, and there will be great hope of taking Leshan.
However, the horse's brain can't wait any longer.
Damian Mountain is not far from Leshan, and he has been coveting this city for more than a day or two.
But relying on so few of his own men to capture Leshan is nothing short of wishful thinking.
But now the opportunity has come.
Although people are still so kind, once they see hope, their minds are still easily carried away by desire.
In the past, a hundred or so people, with their big brains, absolutely did not dare to attack Leshan.
There are still about a hundred people, and I don’t know how the horse brain has the confidence.
Whoever can break into Leshan first will get the greatest benefits.
Once a person loses his mind because of his sharpness, he will not consider the consequences.
Since the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War and the government moved the capital to Chongqing, a battle in Leshan finally started!
Judging from the intelligence sent by Bian Kui's liaison officer, the army in Leshan City has almost no combat effectiveness.
The horse’s brain roared heart-breakingly:
"Brothers, capture Leshan, my mother-in-law can choose whatever she wants, charge it for me!"
The Battle of Leshan has officially begun!
…
Ma Ma's brain would never have thought that Leshan, which he thought could be easily defeated, would be greeted by a dense barrage of bullets!
While he was yelling heart-breakingly, a man on the Leshan National Army position was also yelling:
"Hit, here, I'll beat you, damn, your mothers-in-law are watching you from behind! When the bandits enter the city, your mothers-in-law and the girls in the city belong to the bandits! They have no place for you, you idiots!"
Song Jiande!
There are few words that can boost morale more than this!
On weekdays, they were lazy and would only bully the weak soldiers. All of them had red eyes, yelled "Aoao", and poured bullets towards the opposite side.
There are no tactics, just keep fighting.
As for whether they could hit the target, the soldiers didn't care at all.
Momentum is enough!
Song Jiande's smoking bed and pipes were all brought to the battlefield.
Song Jiande was lying there, his cigarette cravings were full due to the sound of gunshots, and his energy level suddenly rose.
He pulled out his pistol and fired a few shots aimlessly:
"Fight well, fight well, hit me harder! Hua Zimo! Hua Zimo, where are you?"
"Here, brother, what's the matter?"
"Has my heavy machine gun been repaired?"
"No, no one knows how to fix it."
"You fucking loser, you go to the front and take command personally, fight off the bandits, I'll reward you with two Yunnan cigarettes!"
"Hey, look at it, brother!"
Hua Zimo's energy suddenly lifted.
The Sichuan Army is always the most magical group of beings.
You let them fight a civil war and lose every battle.
But if you ask them to go to the front line to defend their country, these people seem to be able to transform in an instant.
The Anti-Japanese War broke out and the warriors came out of Sichuan. These "double-gun soldiers" who had not fought many decent battles and had rifles with worn rifling on their right side and pipes on their left could actually fight on the battlefield and make the Japanese army complain incessantly!
The people of Sichuan will finally live up to the country!
Now, the situation is the same.
There are over a hundred brothers in this battalion, and they work hard to protect their homes, their wives, and the girl they like from falling into the hands of bandits!
The intensive gunfire sounded lively.
The gangsters in Damianshan were beaten until they cried for their fathers and mothers. They dropped four corpses and retreated in a panic.
On the battlefield, bursts of cheers erupted.
The brothers themselves didn't expect that they could actually defeat the bandits.
Song Jiande was so proud that he wished that a large group of reporters would surround him now so that he could show off to his fullest.
The reporter did not come, but a large group of ordinary people came from Leshan City.
With food and drink in hand, they were delivered to the position.
These common people were usually afraid and disgusted when they saw these soldiers. They secretly cursed them countless times.
But now, these same soldiers have become the protectors of Leshan!
The attitude of the common people has completely changed. Seeing soldiers is like seeing their own relatives.
"Captain Song."
Song Jiande turned around with an embarrassed look on his face: "Shopkeeper Qian."
He owed shopkeeper Qian a large sum of money.
Shopkeeper Qian was well-established in Leshan and had relatives serving as officials in Chongqing, so Song Jiande didn't dare to default on his debts.
Shopkeeper Qian didn't know how many times he came to ask for money, but every time he said unpleasant things, making Song Jiande as embarrassed as possible.
Good thing this time, all the debt collectors are here.
"Shopkeeper Qian, there is a war now, and that money..."
Before Song Jiande finished speaking, shopkeeper Qian took out some pieces of paper: "Look at it, is this right?"
All were IOUs written by Song Jiande.
Song Jiande nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes. I am not rich in my pocket."
Something unexpected happened.
Shopkeeper Qian actually tore up these IOUs in front of Song Jiande.
"Shopkeeper Qian, you, who are you?"
"Battle Commander Song, brother, I have wronged you in the past. Please bear with me."
Shopkeeper Qian cupped his hands and said, "If the bandits capture Leshan, everyone will suffer. You risked your life to protect Leshan. Brother, I admire you from the bottom of my heart."
The little money you owe is nothing compared to Leshan being captured by bandits. You can fight here with peace of mind. After defeating the bandits, if you are short of money, I will lend it to you! "
"Sure, Shopkeeper Qian, it's all done with your words!"
Song Jiande was overjoyed: "Brothers, after you have eaten and drank enough, check the weapons and ammunition. Let's fight with the bandits again!"
A miracle is about to happen here!
