Chapter 8 I sent the Japanese to hell, and they sent me equipment

Style: Historical Author: basil idlerWords: 2591Update Time: 24/02/20 08:30:06
After crossing several minefields, Li Shiyi lowered his head and smiled, stood up, and walked to the gun tower with a swagger.

The actions just now were all about fooling Zhang Dagou and the other three. If you don't show off the actions of a special soldier, how can you frighten them?

As I got closer, I found that there were no wires running on the turret, and there was no roar of the gasoline generator.

It is estimated that the Japs used Gas portable lanterns.

In fact, the blockhouses near the base area are relatively simple. They are made of masonry, not concrete, and have no wires or water.

But it is still the front line of harming the Chinese people.

It can be described as his willpower.

"Locked from the inside?"

Unable to open the wooden door locked from the inside, Li Shiyi turned the nanorobot into a laser sword, swiping the ground and splitting the small iron chain.

Okay, the battery is out.

Return the dead nanobot to your backpack.

Pushing open the wooden door that was oversized and cut with iron chains, I saw the puppet soldiers swaying here and there.

"Oh, yes, it's much warmer. A traitor is happy. The wooden board he sleeps on is actually covered with old straw mats."

"It's pitiful that I just sleep on a wooden board and feel itchy all over."

"I don't know where the old straw mat was stolen from." If it was said that the puppet soldiers brought it themselves, Li Shiyi was the first to not believe it.

Cross it and go up the steps.

The second floor is where the Japanese sleep.

There was no third floor, it was a building stack for inspection, and two puppet soldiers fell to the ground.

Ignoring the two puppet troops who fell to the ground, they found the equipment to generate electricity for the searchlight.

It's a hand-cranked generator.

No wonder I didn't hear the roar of the machine.

View through oil light.

It is produced by Mitsubishi!



"call!"

He exhaled sharply.

Li Shiyi held a bayonet and gestured on the neck of the fainted Japanese.

Still can't make the move.

Several times I thought about cutting my heart, but when I fantasized about blood spurting out, my neck felt cold.

First, let’s look at the movies and TV shows of Japanese soldiers killing Chinese babies.

He took out his small palm-sized laptop and played a short video that was stored on his computer for some time.

"Ah!~Ah!"

First, there is a piece of background music.

In the video, the laughing Japanese took out a grenade, pulled out the safety, knocked it, and stuffed it into the cotton-padded coat of a crying three or four-year-old child.

Get away quickly.

The child's tearful little face kept looking around and calling out: "Mom~, Mom~."

He also used his small hands to pull on the back that was out of reach.

"boom!"

The grenade explodes.

The child instantly exploded into a mist of blood, which turned into drizzle and fell.

"Beast!"

Li Shiyi gritted his teeth and pulled the bayonet on the little devil's neck hard!

Blood splattered everywhere, and the blood splattered on his face made Li Shiyi feel extremely happy!

Hahaha! happy!

Little devil, let me pay with your blood!

Holding his breath, the hand holding the handle of the knife bulged with veins, and he wiped the unconscious Japanese's neck one by one.

And they were placed in various positions for assassination.

After dealing with the little devil and coming to the puppet army, Li Shiyi thought about it.

"Save him back and recruit him into the Eighth Route Army, or obliterate him?"

Soon, he found it troublesome and continued to kill people to silence him.

Anyway, no one is innocent, and they have all harmed ordinary people.

At this time, all 6 little Japanese and 8 puppet soldiers in the earthen turret were killed by Li Shiyi.

call! call!

After killing the people, Li Shiyi's eyes were red, he was panting violently, and inhaled the blood-smelling air in the turret.

Trying to calm down, he retrieved the nanobots from the corpse.

Holding a Type 92 heavy machine gun, he calmly walked out of the turret and looked for the three people.



The three people behind the snow hill were already confused.

Xie Shitou asked: "Why didn't you hear the gunfire? Could it be that the squad leader died?"

"Impossible, you don't understand the squad leader's skills. He can beat four Japanese with great skill." Zhang Dagou tested it.

"Stop talking, the monitor told us to wait here." Li Xiatian stopped them from guessing.

"Squeak! Squeak!"

"Shh! Don't talk, there are footsteps." Xie Shitou's sensitive ears heard it first.

The three of them hid behind the snow hills to avoid being seen.

"Come out, the devils have been dealt with."

Of course Li Shiyi knew their every move.

"Yes." Li Xiatian responded and took the lead in revealing his body.

"Squad leader, is this the 92-style move?" Li Xiatian was stunned.

He had seen the Type 92 heavy machine gun from a distance!

"That's right, come with me immediately to get guns, one for each person." Li Shiyi gave the order directly.

"Yes!" Zhang Dagou responded in a low voice, took the lead to come to the squad leader, and said with admiration: "The squad leader is really awesome, he can take down a turret by himself."

After saying that, Zhang Dagou was speechless in disbelief. What is the concept? Take down a turret alone?

The impossible!

"As long as you follow my training methods, you can do it." Li Shi instilled ideas as he walked.

"I want to be as powerful as the squad leader." Xie Shitou finished speaking with longing in his eyes.

Once you have mastered the peerless martial arts, you will no longer be afraid of gun towers. Gods will kill gods if they block them, and Buddhas will kill Buddhas if they block them.

The four of them came to the turret briskly.

Zhang Dagou saw the pool of blood and corpses inside.

vomit!

He quickly ran out of the turret and vomited.

The three of them looked at the corpses on the ground, and the monitor's face turned into awe.

"Hurry up and work, it's almost dawn, poof." Li Shiyi opened a can of beef.

Smelling the aroma of meat, I squinted my eyes slightly and was intoxicated.

too long!

It’s been too long since I’ve eaten meat.

ten years?

Or twenty years?

Take out small pieces and chew them hard, savoring the aftertaste.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk!"

Seeing that they were stunned and eager, he handed a can over and said, "Would you like a can?".

Zhang Dagou and the other three all shook their heads. They really had no appetite to eat among a pile of corpses.

However, I still carried a few cans in my arms.

The eyes of the three of them looking at the squad leader had changed to awe, and they were no longer so casual, and they followed the squad leader's request in a restrained manner.

The search was complete, even the clothes on the Japanese and puppet soldiers were stripped clean.

Find the wooden cart and bring a Type 92 heavy machine gun, two Taisho Type 11 light machine guns, a grenade launcher, six 38 guns and eight Hanyang-made guns, some grenades, canned beef, rice, etc.

A full car was pushed towards the independent regiment base area.

It is estimated that the wooden cart was originally used to pull equipment.

The horses were lost somewhere.

Xie Shitou carried his gun and excitedly acted as a horse pulling the cart. Zhang Dagou and Li Xiatian also carried their guns and pushed behind happily.

Only the squad leader was carrying the latest 38 cap and picking his teeth in front.

All four of them smiled and gained a lot.

Finally, the four people, all covered in warmth, returned to the station gate.

The sky is hazy.

"Who is it?" The sentry at the gate suddenly appeared.

"It's me, Li Shiyi." The squad leader said first.

"Oh, it's you. What? Did you steal the wooden cart and come back?"

The sentry remembered them, after all, they were the only ones who came out of the station in the middle of the night.

"Destroy a few Japs." Li Shiyi ignored him and went in with the three of them who were pulling the cart proudly.

"Destroy the Japs? Just one of your guns? Being annihilated by the Japs is pretty much...what? 38-level cover? 92-style?" The sentry still wanted to tease a few words.

The tip of his eye spotted a cart full of weapons and screamed in shock.

"What's the name of Goudan? How can there be Type 92?" The sentry who was hiding not far away was startled out.

However, Goudan ignored him and rushed forward.

He grabbed a Type 38 rifle and exclaimed: "Damn it, it's real! There's a truck full of equipment!".

"Hey! What are you doing? Why are you robbing us? Put it down!" Xie Shitou suddenly snatched back the Sanba Gai and pushed him to the ground with one hand.

Like a calf guarding a calf, he wanted to open his arms and stare at them to prevent them from getting closer.

"My dear, you are rich." Another sentry came closer and immediately salivated.

PS: Thanks to Peter24, Mengchunqiao, Big Earth Bug, and reader 201606 from Dalian, China. I got the mobile phone and let me do it for the reward of 100 starting coins.