The deputy commander waved his hand: "Okay! Nothing to say. We will launch an attack tomorrow. The mission is to recapture Yushe, Shixi, Liaoxian and other strongholds."
"yes!"
Commander Liu and Staff Officer Zuo were very excited.
This will be a small battle.
It was a tough battle to recapture Yushe, Shixi, and Liao County that had been captured by the Japanese.
…
While notifying the regiments, the brigade commander called Li Yunlong and scolded him.
"Let me ask you, what's going on with the three wheels?"
Li Yunlong rolled his eyes and denied it: "Grand Brigadier, what are the three-wheelers on the side? How do I know what the three-wheelers on the side are?"
The brigade commander said on the phone: "Give it to me. The commander knows about your seizure of the Biansanwa. Send me the remaining two and hand them over to the commander and division commander."
"What? Did the chief know? How did he know?" Li Yunlong was shocked.
"Did you give a three-wheeler to the repair shop? Today, the repair shop opened a three-wheeler because they developed a horse rifle to announce the good news."
"That old blacksmith shop made new guns? Brigadier, our independent regiment is short of guns and ammunition." Li Yunlong rolled his eyes and immediately complained.
The brigade commander said: "Don't load it for me. How many hand-made guns do you think you can make?"
Don't change the subject, send over the remaining two tricycles, and send someone who can drive them over to teach them. "
Li Yunlong was helpless: "Oh! Okay!"
At this time, he finally couldn't hold it in any longer and couldn't maintain his composure.
"Little devil!
I fucked your grandma!
I'm going to kill you all!
ah! ~"
Li Shiyi looked up to the sky and roared crazily.
"Beasts! All the little devils are beasts!"
"Kill them! Kill them all!"
"Kill them! Kill them all!"
…
All the Eighth Route Army soldiers present roared angrily, clamoring for revenge against the Japanese!
In the end, Li Shiyi, whose eyes were blazing with fire, calmed down forcefully.
He said loudly to the soldiers: "Take away the bodies of the common people and seek revenge on the Japanese tonight!"
"yes!"
The soldiers of the third company responded reflexively.
The soldiers, full of rage, collected the corpses of the common people whose flesh was scattered all over the ground.
Including.
A village woman with a torn crotch, bloody flesh on her crotch, and a bayonet wound on her abdomen.
They were picked out bit by bit and crushed into a child's corpse like a pie.
Li Shiyi looked at the soldiers, his eyes filled with anger as he restrained himself. In anger, he used a knife to chop the black charred wood nearby.
There was a soldier who was collecting the corpses of villagers who had been brutally torn to pieces by the Japanese, causing him to feel nauseated and vomited.
While vomiting from a distance, he stabbed the ground with his bayonet again and again, stabbing the ground with all his strength.
It’s as if the earth is a little devil!
There were also soldiers who knelt down and pointed to the sky, looked up to the sky and cried loudly, shouting: "God, thief, please open your eyes and take a look. Why don't you kill these beasts like little devils?"
Li Shiyi knew that he was cursing the little devil.
Looking at the wrinkles on his face, you can tell that he is an older recruit.
He is also a storyteller.
Li Shiyi walked over with a cold face and scolded the middle-aged recruit.
"What are you doing? Begging God?
superstitious!
There are only a few white clouds in the sky, how can there be God? What is there to ask for?
Save some energy to kill the Japanese tonight! "
Li Shiyi looked at the tears on his cheeks and said the warmest words in the coldest tone.
The middle-aged recruit turned his head, his face covered with dust and mud, making his rough yellow face a little dark.
Hearing what Li Shiyi said, his face was filled with tears and he was a little shocked.
Later, I heard Captain Wawa say that there were only a few white clouds in the sky and nothing else.
His face was even more filled with fear.
He persuaded Li Shiyi: "Young man, don't say that, it is disrespectful to God. Kneel down quickly and ask God for forgiveness."
Li Shiyi's expression froze after hearing this.
God?
Begging God for unwarranted forgiveness?
The angry Li Shiyi kicked the middle-aged recruit in the butt.
"Damn it, get up, really. God, would he watch all of his people being killed?
Fake!
Everything is fiction!
If you kill the Japanese, you must take revenge yourself. Don't ask me for this or that! "
The middle-aged veteran was kicked and rolled on the ground, shouting in pain: "Ouch! Ouch!"
Li Shiyi pointed at him and said, "Tell you, don't propagate your feudal superstitions to me anymore, otherwise I will beat you once I see you."
Turning around, he saw the soldiers collecting the corpses looking at him in astonishment.
Li Shiyi said angrily: "Comrades, the devils killed our fathers and fellow villagers, and we want revenge!"
"Kill the Japs with your own hands and drink up the Japs' blood bit by bit!
Chewed the enemy's flesh!
I can’t ask God for anything. If God really existed, lightning would have struck these beasts long ago.
But there is no lightning, which means there is no God!
So we want revenge! "
"Tell me, who will go with me to kill these beasts tonight!"
Li Shiyi was furious, eyes as wide as a bull's eye, looking around and said.
"Company commander! Count me in!" Zhou Zhi raised his hand first.
"We!" Xin Zhongtian also raised his hand.
"we!"
"we!"
"Me!"
Li Shiyi saw the soldiers furious and murderous, and he shouted with satisfaction.
"Okay! Gather the corpses of our fellow villagers! Kill the Japanese tonight!"
"Kill the Japanese tonight!"
"Kill the Japanese tonight!"
…
When Li Shiyi collected the corpses and buried the corpses of his father and fellow villagers.
A big event happened at the Huangyadong Armory Repair Shop where Li Shiyi had been.
Liu Gong successfully developed a new gun, a new horse rifle!
Seeing this, the directors of the arsenal all gathered around to watch.
Cheng Mingsheng held up the new gun in his hand and gently touched it with his radish-like fingers.
I didn't dare to use force, as it seemed that the surface of the new gun would be scratched with just a little force.
The people around him saw his talent as if they were touching a peerless treasure.
Don't be surprised.
The masters even cried with joy.
They know how important having a gun is to the soldiers on the front line.
How many comrades fought against the Japanese with hatchets because they had no guns! It’s simply a death wish!
However, for the sake of revenge for brothers and sisters! For the sake of the broken country, we will never look back!
Director Cheng asked Deputy Director Cao Qingrong: "Deputy Director Cao, have your 500 hacksaws been manufactured? Have you replaced them with three wheels?"
"Hey! Cheng Suo, are we the kind of people who suffer a loss? We used gasoline to drive Lao Li's three-wheeler back the next day." Deputy Director Cao chuckled.
"The hacksaw has been successfully produced. It will be completed in another four days."
Director Cheng smiled helplessly: "You, you, Lao He and I went to the headquarters for a meeting. Why didn't you tell me such good news when we came back?"
Cao Qingrong explained: "Director, the foreign carriage also came back last night. Before I had time to tell you, Liu Guifu successfully transformed the horse rifle early in the morning."
"Hahaha! So, today is a double happiness?" Director Cheng Mingsheng laughed heartily.
"Hahaha!"
"Hehehe!"
The director, deputy director, engineers, etc. present all laughed.
Cheng Mingsheng patted Liu Guifu on the shoulder and praised: "Gong Liu is indeed the 'hero on the production line' praised by the chairman. He solves the weapons and equipment problem for us in southeastern Shanxi."
"Haha..." Liu Guifu didn't know what to say and smiled modestly.
Without saying a word, Cheng Mingsheng prepared the best clothes as a gift.
"Let's go! Let's drive a three-wheeler, ride a horse, and bring the unknown horse rifle to report the good news to Deputy Commander Peng."
Director Cheng and Deputy Director He were riding horses.
Deputy Director Cao drove the humble Liu Gong who was sitting in the sidecar, and Liu Gong was holding the hope of the whole factory - a horse rifle.
As for Liu Ding, he was sitting on the back seat of a three-wheeled motorcycle.
Five people went to the location of Deputy Commander-in-Chief Peng of the Eighth Route Army to report the good news.
…
At the headquarters, Deputy Commander Peng is looking at the map.
He was rehearsing the upcoming battle in his mind, occasionally asking Chief of Staff Zuo and Commander Liu.
"How do you think the 385th and 386th brigades are deployed? Are they at the designated positions?"
"Chief, the deployment has been completed, just wait for the opportunity." Staff Zuo said.
Deputy Commander-in-Chief Peng suddenly asked: "I heard that Li Yunlong of the Independent Regiment is very good at shooting turrets. He can pull out up to 5 turrets in one night?"
"Yes, now the Japanese artillery towers in Yushe, Shixi, Liaoxian and other places are all paralyzed, like flies without eyes." Commander Liu said with a smile.
"Hahaha! I didn't expect that Li Yunlong, a versatile man, also has a unique skill." Deputy Commander Peng laughed.
Originally, he felt that the time was not right.
Unexpectedly, the turret was paralyzed.
Even if the three strongholds are heavily guarded, they are like naked lambs waiting to be grilled.
