After the battle, Wang Ye leaned over to take off the cotton military coat from the Japanese lieutenant.

The Japanese in this era are really short, most of them are only about 1.5 meters tall, and even 1.6 meters tall, but the Japanese lieutenant is at least 1.7 meters tall.

It's still a little worse than Wang Ye.

But the second lieutenant's cotton coat can barely be worn.

It’s not because I’m afraid of the cold, the key is that I’m not very elegant when I’m naked.

Wang Ye took off the Japanese lieutenant's coat and put it on his body. Damn it, and put it on the Japanese lieutenant's coat that was over the knee, which made him wear a half coat effect.

Other few pools of blood stains are also very annoying.

But after all, you don't have to be naked anymore.

Just as I was worried about how to deal with the remaining equipment, I suddenly heard footsteps behind me.

Before he could change the magazine for the machine gun, Wang Ye could only pick up a large 38-meter cover, then turned around and pointed the muzzle in the direction of the footsteps.

But there are two soldiers.

Wearing a thin gray cloth military uniform.

Almost at the same time, a tingling sound rang in Wang Ye's ears.

"Ding! The main mission is released, join the Independent Regiment of the 386th Brigade of the Eighth Route Army."

Wang Ye couldn't help but curl his lips, thinking that this dog system is really annoying.

Even the minimum human-computer interaction system is unwilling to design, and it must be a bad review.

However, the task released was simple, and he was originally planning to join the independent group.

Since you have traveled to the world of Bright Sword, if you don’t join the Independence Group, wouldn’t it be a waste of time travel?

If nothing unexpected happens, the two people coming up in front should be the Eighth Route Army. I don’t know which unit it belongs to? Maybe it belongs to the Independent Regiment.

Soon, the two soldiers arrived closer.

Wang Ye noticed that they were wearing armbands on their right arm.

The words 18GA are embroidered on the armband. The Eighteenth Army is really the Eighth Route Army.

Especially the Eighth Route Army in front, who was pure and full of books, wasn’t it just Zhao Gang, the political commissar of the Independent Regiment of the 386th Brigade of the Eighth Route Army?

Political Commissar Zhao is still easy to defend.

However, Wang Ye still raised his gun and shouted: "Stop, who are you?"

"Don't be nervous, this big brother." Zhao Gang waved his hand, "We are the Eighth Route Army."

"Eighth Route Army?" Wang Ye showed a "shock look" on his face and said excitedly, "Are you the Eighth Route Army?"

The brigade guard who was walking next to Zhao Gang asked in surprise: "Why, have you heard of our Eighth Route Army?"

"Of course I heard of it." Wang Ye said, "I know that your Eighth Route Army is a real anti-Japanese armed force. This time I traveled thousands of miles to return to China from overseas..."

While he was talking, a strange message suddenly entered his mind.

A second-generation overseas Chinese in Germany? He studied special operations at the Berlin Military Academy?

OK, the dog system directly set his identity as an overseas Chinese living in Germany and mastered all German out of thin air.

Wang Ye said again: "I have traveled thousands of miles back this time, and I came to join your Eighth Route Army."

"Are you a returned overseas Chinese?" Zhao Gang couldn't help but lit up, because most of the overseas Chinese children had received higher education, which was simply a treasure for the Eighth Route Army.

"Well, my name is Wang Ye, and my ancestral home is Chaozhou."

Wang Ye nodded and said, "I was born in Germany, but my father taught me to speak Chinese since he was a child and told me that I was Chinese. I have never forgotten that the blood of the descendants of Yan and Huang flowed in my blood vessels!"

"That's great." Zhao Gang nodded happily and asked again, "Have you studied military?"

"Yes." Wang Ye said, "I studied military at the Berlin Military Academy."

"No wonder." Zhao Gang said, "A squad of the Japanese army was wiped out in every move!"

Wang Ye asked again knowingly: "By the way, do you know where the independent regiment of the 386th Brigade is?"

"The 386th Brigade Independent Regiment?" Zhao Gang said in his heart, "Why are you asking about this army?"

"Because the commander of the Independent Regiment of the 386th Brigade is Li Yunlong." Wang Ye said, "I just arrived in Shanxi and heard about the Daming of the Regiment Li. He led the Xinyi regiment to defeat the Sakata United from the front and killed the United Captain Nobuzeki Sakata. Unfortunately, when I found the Xinyi regiment, I heard that the Commander Li had been transferred to the Independent Regiment."

Zhao Gang then had a preliminary understanding of his crotch.

My name has spread throughout Shanxi Province.

Zhao Gang now stretched out his hand and said, "I will introduce myself officially. I am Zhao Gang, the political commissar of the Independent Regiment of the 386th Brigade of the Eighth Route Army. On behalf of the Independent Regiment, I welcome you to join!"

"Are you the political commissar of the Independent League?"

Wang Ye pretended to be overjoyed and said, "It's great."

"Ding!" Another whistle sound was heard in my ears.

"The mission is completed, and a reward chest is given."

Then a treasure chest appeared in his sight.

Wang Ye opened the treasure chest without hesitation.

Then another golden scroll jumped out.

The scroll contains five seal characters "elite fighting".

Elite fighting? Whether it is useful or not, use it first.

Wang Ye had just a moment of thought, and the scroll turned into a ball of golden light and merged into his body.

Then Wang Ye felt that a memory appeared in his mind, a memory about fighting, and that feeling was like he had been practicing fighting for more than ten years.

However, Wang Ye had a vague feeling.

Is my own strength not actually improving?

Could it be that his fighting level is originally an elite level?

If this is the case, this scroll would be a waste.

At this time, Zhao Gang said to the guards: "Xiao Zhang, go and call Xiao Liu over."

"Yes!" Guard Xiao Zhang agreed and turned around and called another guard.

Soon, the two guards came back with three horses, and Zhao Gang ordered to seize the time to clean the battlefield.

The military discipline of the Eighth Route Army is that all seizures will be returned to the public. Since Wang Ye is already a soldier of the Independent Regiment, the Japanese equipment of this squad will naturally become the spoils of the Independent Regiment.

Thinking of myself taking a class of Japanese equipment to Yangmura with him,

Zhao Gang couldn't help but look forward to it when he picked up a powerful general like Wang Ye on the way.

I guess his crotch-fitting one, yes, is Li Yunlong, and he should be very happy.

The battlefield was cleaned soon, and a total of ten large 38 covers, ten bayonets, a Type 96 light machine gun, three southern pistols and two sabers were seized.

In addition, there are more than 1,500 6.5mm caliber Arisaka rifle bullets.

More than 100 8mm caliber pistol bullets, fifteen Type 97 grenades.

Then there were thirteen sets of Japanese cotton coats. Although Wang Ye made many bullet holes and was stained with blood, it was better to have a slit and wash them.

Then there are rubber-soled shoes, steel helmets, military kettles and other supplies.

For the Eighth Route Army, which was in short supply of supplies, the Japanese were full of treasures. To borrow Li Yunlong's words, when will the Eighth Route Army celebrate the New Year? It will be the New Year when the Japanese will fight!

These supplies were carried by three war horses.

Zhao Gang and the two guards walked instead.

The group of four walked forward not far.

Just as I turned a valley, a gunshot suddenly came from the front.

"Political Commissar Zhao, there is something wrong!" The two brigade guards shouted immediately.

"Xiao Liu, watch the horses and supplies." Zhao Gang said immediately, "Wang Ye, and Xiao Zhang, you two follow me to the front and take a look."

Zhao Gang took Wang Ye and Xiao Zhang quickly climbed onto a small earthblock on the side of the road.

He lay down on the mountain and looked forward from a high place, and saw that two hundred meters ahead, four Japanese and more than a dozen puppet troops had surrounded a bare-handed young man.

The young man was wearing a Central Army uniform.

Zhao Gang couldn't help but think, today was amazing.

I actually met a young man with bare hands?

Wang Ye grinned and laughed. Isn’t this tall and big guy plus a bald head? Isn’t it Wei Dayong?

That's right, Zhao Gang rescued Monk Wei while heading to Yangcun. That's right, it's him!

At that moment, Wang Ye, Zhao Gang and guard Xiao Zhang raised the 38th cover in his hand at the same time, preparing to provide help.

The distance of 200 meters is a bit far for guard Xiao Zhang, but it is nothing to snipers like Zhao Gang and Wang Ye.

However……

The three of them just raised their guns.

Then I saw the young man move suddenly.

With just one punch, a Japanese man was knocked over to the ground.

The Japanese opened his mouth and spit out a large clot of blood before falling to the ground.

As expected, all five internal organs have been broken.

After one blow, the young man poked out two big hands like palm fan, pressed the other two Japanese heads and then exerted force suddenly!

The two heads immediately collided heavily.

With a bang, both of the steel helmets were knocked down on the spot.

The two heads inside the helmet were instantly squeezed out, and the bright red plasma and milky white brain matter were overflowing instantly.

The two Japanese devils lost consciousness almost instantly, and then collapsed to the ground like two pools of mud.

At this time, the remaining Japanese finally reacted, cursed Baga, and stabbed with a bayonet.

But the young man easily dodged it with just a dodge.

The moment the bayonet was rubbing against the right rib, the young man quickly reached out his left hand, grabbed the barrel, and then took the lightning strike to remove the bayonet in front of the rifle, and then wiped it backhand.

Finally, the Japanese's throat was cut open.

Zhao Gang witnessed a wonderful battle again!

In just a few seconds, the young man killed four Japanese soldiers with bare hands!

Seeing this scene, the remaining dozen puppet soldiers were stunned and were so scared that they didn't dare to move.

At this moment, the young man suddenly groaned and knelt on one knee.

Seeing this, more than a dozen puppet soldiers were immediately excited and raised their rifles in their hands one after another.

Zhao Gang and Wang Ye naturally would not watch the young man be killed. They pulled the trigger almost at the same time. With just a gunshot, the puppet troops in front fell down.

One was shot in the chest.

The other one is a shot in the middle of the eyebrows.
Chapter completed!