The enemy's fighting style was also consistent with the image of guerrillas that Shuoyu had seen on TV. Some of their guns were still homemade, and they had to knock them off every time they fired, and they jammed terribly. Their Sichuan Army Corps had just replaced all these guns that were fatal on the battlefield, but they were still using them.
Even the sounds of their bullets, the sounds of the previous one and the next one were absolutely different. Shuoyu was very worried that one day they would no longer be lucky, and the first thing they would kill would be their own lives. But they were really different. Even though they were no different from the wild refugees Shuoyu and his friends had met before, with tattered clothes on their bodies, they were different.
Shuoyu and Fanla killed two more people and rushed to meet up with the leader and the others. They also saw more Li Liang and Yugongs.
Ever since meeting this group of people, the phrase Shuoyu heard Si La and Fan La say the most was "Looking for death!" He just smiled, because Xiao Yugong had a smile on his face. He took them with him and Fan La, and taught him some of the little tricks he learned on the battlefield, so that he wouldn't be so stupid and blank.
Killing the enemy on the battlefield is secondary, protecting yourself is the first priority. If you can keep your life and kill one more person, that would be worth it!
Shuoyu and Fanla solved the problem in their own area and came to help Silasila and the others, but when they arrived, the matter was already over. There was black smoke everywhere as if they were about to cook. It was over, everything was over.
The streets of Heshun fell into a brief silence again.
They could finally take a break, but they were about to leave. There was a Japanese squadron stationed not far from here. Meng Fan and his father still had a lot of books to pack. They didn't have much time to waste.
None of Shuoyu's group went to clean up the battlefield. They assumed that these weapons belonged to the red guerrillas who appeared from nowhere. They watched as the group of guys cleaned up the battlefield without wasting anything. They were very careful. This was the only word that could describe them. They were like a group of guys who had made a fortune. They tried hard to load more weapons on themselves as if they were mules. Shuoyu even saw a guy carrying a machine gun and was about to put it on his back, so he hurried over to teach him how to disassemble the machine gun and then reassemble it.
Carrying a machine gun in several parts is what ordinary people do.
Milong, Bu La and the other twelve people had in their eyes inquiry, confusion, bewilderment, doubt, anger, anger... and many other emotions that even he himself did not know.
But they spontaneously distanced themselves from this group of red armed forces, pretending not to know each other. These guys had never been so united and spontaneously leaned against the wall, then stared at this group of strange guys, keeping a distance from them, especially Si La and Fan La. Si La actually didn't believe that Li Liang had crossed the river, even though he said it nicely, but he really saw this guy here and now, and just like he said, he joined the guerrillas.
He touched the book in his arms, while Fanla leaned against the stone wall behind him with his gun, watching Shuoyu teaching those guys how to shoot, reload, and how to use other weapons on the Japanese, as well as shooting postures and so on, and that the most important thing to do after shooting is to get up quickly instead of standing there stupidly.
If this scene were to be set on the Flag Sacrifice Hill, it wouldn't be out of place at all, because Banxian'er often did this, even though he himself didn't have much battlefield experience. He tried his best to give everyone a little more hope of survival on the battlefield.
But now he was here, in the enemy's defense zone, in Heshun. The group of people he taught were the red plague that Master Yu was terrified of. Fanla wanted to go over and grab Banxian'er, but his legs couldn't move. He could only watch Banxian'er and the group of people fighting fiercely, almost becoming brothers.
Shuo Yu realized that the group of people had followed them. They found the rope they used to cross the river, but they were not sure who they belonged to. It was just because most of them were wearing a variety of clothes. German, American, and British helmets were randomly placed on their heads. Even their leader was the same. He was wearing a British coat, a shirt from Xiaozui, and pants from the United States some time ago. Not to mention the weapons from all over the world hanging on his body.
It’s no wonder that these guerrillas didn’t know who they were. They were afraid that the Japanese had found a way to cross the river and followed them. But now they know that they are brothers from the National Army and their own family.
The one who spoke out was the guy who had just tied the shoelaces for the little Yugong. His weapon was a crossbow. He admitted his mistake very frankly because they had cut the rope that Shuoyu and the others used to cross the river.
Shuo Yu turned around and looked at their leader with a smile. In fact, they were not that far away, only two or three steps away. There was no need to do this. Yu Xiaoqing's eyes could not see here.
Si La Si La coughed. After all, the National Army did not dress like this. He said, "Don't make the mistake again." Then he didn't know what to say. He couldn't say anything because when he was about to come over, he was stopped by the adjutant Fan La beside him, who pointed out the other party's identity. It was better not to get too close.
Shuo Yu knew their identities, and he was too annoyed to care about the half-immortal who was so kind to everyone. Maybe everyone in the world was the same in his eyes, but he couldn't let them die. Even though he was always slow in this aspect, he didn't understand it until someone said it.
Si La Si La touched his nose and took out the book from his arms. No matter what, things should be returned to their original owners, so the book returned to Li Liang's hands.
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