"Boom--boom!"
"Boom--boom!"
"Boom--boom!"
After the first watch of the day, Xu Sancai, carrying his tired body, staggered back to Xu's Grocery Store.
Originally, he could have come back earlier, but he wasted some time at the puppet army station.
The news that he could speak Japanese and had embraced the imperial army spread like wildfire.
This caused a series of people who had nothing to do with him to come over to build relationships, including his immediate boss. Xu San estimated that the news came from the puppet soldiers who followed him in the afternoon.
I originally wanted to keep things quiet and develop in a low-key manner, but when things have developed like this, we can only keep a low profile.
So in a few words, a drinking party to promote friendship started at the puppet army station.
As for the prohibition on alcohol, it only affects the regular army. For these Japanese and Japanese puppet troops, it is just a decoration.
The wine shop is extremely simple, with only earthy soju, peanuts, pickles, and a roast chicken.
Even so, not every puppet army can get on the table.
Those who can serve at the table are at least the captains of the positive and negative teams.
After changing glasses, drinking for three rounds, and eating three flavors of food, several puppet army chiefs began to flatter Xu San, hoping to take the opportunity to follow Xu San's line to have some relations with the Japanese.
Of course Xu San also understood the intentions of these puppet troops, and naturally he would not let them get their wish in vain.
So it's natural that someone would cheat someone by talking nonsense while drunk, and then ask for money.
It's a pity that even the leader of the puppet army is a poor man. Once he boasts about it, he only receives 50 oceans.
In order to make the puppet soldiers happy with their money, he even went to the shooting range and planned to perform a matchbox strike from fifty meters.
No matter how incompetent the puppet army is, it can still be regarded as an army, and I still admire people with good marksmanship in my heart.
It was dark, and the shooting range could only rely on simple lighting equipment such as torches and wind lanterns to maintain lighting.
The light was very bad. Even if it was only fifty meters away, the gun target on the opposite side could hardly be seen clearly.
However, Xu San's eyesight was much better than that of these puppet soldiers, and he could clearly see the scarecrows on the opposite side that were used as gun targets.
He weighed the box cannon in his hand and didn't want to waste this [sure-hit] opportunity. "It's too boring to hit a fixed target. Let's shoot a moving target? Let some brothers open their eyes."
"Moving target?"
A group of puppet soldiers were a little confused.
"Gu, San'er? How do you describe this moving target?" Xu San's immediate superior, team leader Sun Changhai said.
"Brother Hai, of course a moving target is a moving target. For example, you hold a matchbox and run from south to north. I stand here and shoot at the matchbox in your hand. I will hit the target with one shot! What do you think? ?”
"Si~~" After hearing this, the puppet soldiers present took a deep breath, and then began to stare at Sun Changhai with pleading eyes, hoping that he would accept this glorious and arduous task. What's more, a thin man The puppet soldier took out a matchbox from his pocket and handed it over.
Sun Changhai shook his head, sobered up in an instant, and cursed in his heart, "A bunch of old immortals, why don't you go? Guns and guns have no eyes, what if they hit me in the head with one shot? Even if they can't hit the head, , if he hits his arms and legs, the rest of my grandson’s life will be over.”
But at this time, Sun Changhai didn't want to be timid: "Old Hu, I think you are the most suitable person for this job. Last time we met the Eighth Route Army together, but you were the fastest runner. When I turn around, even you and him I can’t even see my mother’s butt.”
Sun Changhai was able to do things like dumping pots and pulling on people's backs with ease.
"Who the hell ran away? I was going back to report the news, otherwise none of you would be able to come back."
Naturally, Hu Delong did not regard deserting as a matter of shame. Instead, he described it as a very honorable thing. This was considered a basic skill for the puppet army.
"Doesn't that mean you run fast? It's just right to complete this task." Sun Changhai continued. From the moment Hu Delong took out the matchbox, he looked at the boy with displeasure.
Even if it's to build a relationship, it's not like this. Doesn't it mean seeing the Eighth Route Army push me forward?
You heartless thing, I paid off the gambling debt worth an ocean last month for you!
"Mission? You're not the one who went to the peak for me, so why did you give me the mission?"
"Oh, you're still making a fuss, right? I was a soldier for half a year before you and asked you to do some work. What's wrong with you, you newbie?" Sun Changhai rolled up his sleeves as he spoke, planning to fight with Hu Liang.
Seeing the ugly behavior of the puppet army, Xu San felt contempt in his heart, but he didn't want to make a big deal out of it, so he came out to persuade: "I tell you two brothers, why don't we forget it, I can just shoot twice. We can't do it because of this." Doesn’t it hurt our brothers’ harmony?”
Xu San's intervention prevented the two puppet soldiers from starting to fight.
Wang Hai, who was a little chubby, sucked the chicken paw out of his hand and said, "Brother Xu, can this moving target just run?"
"Yes, as long as you can run? Brother Wang has a suitable candidate?"
"You can go to the Imperial Army's prisoner-of-war camp to pick out a member of the Central Army, but it's a bit of a waste of time..." Wang Hai muttered in an inaudible voice.
Xu San had very good ears. Wang Hai's voice was very small, but he could hear it very clearly.
Prisoner of war camp, isn't that the place where Monk Wei is imprisoned?
According to the plot of Liang Jian, he should not have escaped at this time, and he has to find a way to connect with this line.
I'll find an opportunity to find out the location of the prisoner of war camp later, and then send the news out to see if I can rescue the soldiers locked inside.
"Pa~" Wang Hai clapped his hands, "Yes, let's find a dog. We have one at our station. It is a military dog trained by the imperial army. It is obedient and will run wherever it wants. It's just that this dog He's running so fast, brother Xu, are you sure?"
"Papa pa pa"
Xu San clapped his hands and gave Wang Hai a thumbs up: "Brother Wang, you are smart! This is a good idea. Even if I miss, we can still get a meal of dog meat. This dog meat rolls three times, but even gods can't stand still."
"That's a good idea. I think we don't have to bother hitting the matchbox. We can just hit the dog."
When Wang Hai heard this, he shook his head and was so frightened that he almost sucked the chicken bones in his mouth into his throat. He coughed for a long time and then said: "Don't worry, brothers, if you want to say that, forget it, that dog is comparable to Our lives are precious."
"What do you mean, isn't it just a dog?"
"What do you mean, this dog is of German breed and has a Japanese name."
"Oh, isn't that a bastard?" Xu San said with a smile.
Wang Hai frowned and smacked his mouth: "We brothers are living a good life, we can eat well, not be hungry, and occasionally drink a little wine."
Several puppet soldiers nodded and agreed with Wang Hai's statement.
In this troubled world, if you can eat and drink enough, you are basically a superior person.
"But that bitch has a much better life than us. He has meat to eat every day! Damn!" After Wang Hai finished speaking, he couldn't help but uttered a curse word.
"grass!"
Several puppet soldiers also cursed together, these days, people are really worse than dogs!
Xu San was not surprised.
Military dogs are naturally not ordinary dogs. They have specific methods from breeding to raising and training methods. Moreover, the military dogs of later generations all had military ranks, which were not low!
After hearing what Xu San said, Wang Hai didn't want to lead him, but he couldn't resist the instigation of a group of unscrupulous colleagues, so he finally led the dog named "Sas King" out.
Looking at this sleek German black back, Xu San couldn't help but lick his tongue. What a good dog.
Unfortunately, if you were born in the wrong place, sooner or later you will become a hotpot.
Wait for a moment. Although it is easy to kill this dog, it will cause a lot of trouble.
"His name is Saas King!" Wang Hai took the dog and introduced him to everyone.
"What a strange name. Why isn't it called Wangcai, Dahei or something like that? There are so many names to remember. This dog is so arrogant compared to his name."
"Sass King is Japanese, it means Sasuke, it is a personal name, and when translated, it means two pillars."
"Brother Xu is awesome, he knows all such naughty things."
Xu San rolled his eyes and thought, isn't it just two pillars? This bad name will be known to most comic book fans in later generations.
"Come on, Erzhuzi, let's hold hands." Xu San walked over and knelt down, ready to tease the dog.
Erzhuzi stuck out his tongue and breathed out white air as he looked at the puppet soldier in front of him.
Ignore him.
"Oh, you can't understand Chinese, right?"
"Ha~ha~"
Er Zhuzhu still looked the same, breathing out white air and ignoring him.
"Handshake!"
When Erzhuzi heard Xu San's Japanese, he immediately stretched out his dog-beating paw and put it on Xu San's hand.
"吆西!" Seeing that Erzhuzi was still obedient, Xu San rubbed its big head.
"Brother Xu Niubi, the first time we met, he actually made him obedient."
"It's a small matter. If a dog doesn't obey you, it will turn into a dead dog sooner or later. Isn't it a Sassy King?" Xu San said and brushed the soft hair under the dog's neck.
Erzhuzi is very dissatisfied with his current appearance. A group of puppet soldiers have no aesthetics at all.
I don't know what to use, so I stuck a matchbox on my head.
Like a big cock.
A little is not good enough.
If those bitches saw this, would they ignore me?
Wang Hai approached Xu San and asked a little worriedly: "Are you sure?"
"Ten percent!" Xu San took out the box cannon, lowered the nose of the machine, and said confidently.
"Okay, brother, I believe you this time, at worst we'll end up together!"
Throwing a yellow spherical object, he patted the second pillar on the back, "Go!"
After receiving the order, Erzhu rushed out like an arrow from a string.
The lights at the shooting range flickered on and off, and the two black pillars were almost invisible from ten meters away.
A group of puppet soldiers only saw Wang Hai throwing a yellow ball more than fifty years away. As for the second pillar, they didn't even get a hair. .
"Bang~"
There was a gunshot, and Xu San put the box cannon in front of his eyes and gently blew the smoke from the muzzle.
Done!
"What's going on? Fatty Wang, hurry up and report the target!"
"Wait a minute!"
After a short time, Wang Hai led Er Zhuzhu back to the eyes of everyone, "See for yourself! All I can say is, Brother Xu is a jerk. From now on, my brother will follow you."
Erzhuzi seemed to be dissatisfied with Xu San using it as a target. He bared his teeth and shook his head to attack Xu San harshly.
But it is still a well-trained military dog. It cannot bite friendly troops without orders.
"Did you see it?" Wang Hai said, pointing to the half matchbox on Erzhu's head.
So scary!
Xu San is indeed so terrifying!
This marksmanship is really incredible.
This is just a pistol. If it were a rifle, wouldn't it be even more awesome?
Two to three hundred meters, a hundred steps through the Yang.
The guards and puppet soldiers breathed in the cold air and thought about Xu San's marksmanship.
"Let's go, brothers, stop poking outside. It's cold. Go back inside and continue drinking."
Xu San lived in an era of knowledge explosion. Movies, TV, and the Internet were all kinds of information. Even if you didn't take the initiative to absorb it, but just passively received it, it was hundreds of times better than this group of puppet soldiers with big characters every now and then.
Just find a few short jokes on the Internet to fool these puppet soldiers.
For a time, Xu San became the king of the wine table again.
At the same time, it has also become synonymous with wise men.
The best place to get information is at the wine table.
Unfortunately, a group of puppet soldiers who were waiting to die could not provide much valuable information. The most they provided Xu San was some firepower configuration of the stronghold where he was stationed, as well as a list of personnel.
Regarding the prisoner of war camp, Xu San only got the location. He didn't know the firepower configuration inside or the number of prisoners.
Although it was better than nothing, Xu San still kept all this in mind.
With this information, at least he won't run around blindly.
Seeing that there was no more information to find out, Xu San found an excuse to quit the drinking party. Before leaving, he also took away the yellow ball used to train the second pillar.
Wang Hai didn't care about this. There were many of them, including guns and ammunition, so he didn't care about this one and a half.
In fact, there was another reason why Xu San was anxious to go home, because there was a little girl whose name he didn't know waiting for him at home.
Although he went back at noon, he came in a hurry and left in a hurry. He left before he could say a word. Moreover, the Japanese were still searching the whole city and the martial law was under martial law. If he didn't go back quickly, Xu San would be a little worried. .
Although the contact time was short, Xu San still felt that the little girl was careless and unreliable. Leaving her in his home for a long time might cause some trouble.
If something really goes wrong, Xu San really doesn’t know what to do!
He opened the door to his bedroom and lit the kerosene lamp.
"do not move!"
A tubular object pressed against Xu San's temple.
Without answering, Xu San took off his clothes and threw them on the bed. "Girl, stop playing, have you eaten?"
The little girl put away the gun, "What happened to Brother Li? Did you get out of the city successfully?"
"Hey~" Xu San sighed.
This sigh frightened the little girl: "Tell me, how is Brother Li? Did something happen? Did you betray him!?" As she said that, she took out the gun again.
"Hehehe" Xu San sneered, "Your Brother Li almost killed me!"
"Nonsense! My Brother Li is a top-notch marksman and a top-notch martial artist. How could he possibly harm you? It must be because you are not good at it!" The little girl said angrily, with even a blush on her face.
