Chapter 112: Bloody Battle with Old Street (2)

After Imago Akira's posture to reimburse Nishikojiro's film, Imago Akira pulled out his collar of his coat, took out a cigarette from his pocket with a smirk, and lit one for Nishikojiro, and put all the one he distributed into Nishikojiro's backpack. Nishikojiro nodded with satisfaction and patted Colonel Imago Akira's shoulder, which stunned the staff members on the side. Who is this reporter? He actually wants to kick a few times in his usual unfairness? Imago Akira takes the initiative to light a cigarette and respect him?

Others don't know that the colonel of Iggo Aki is Menqing. Although Nishitojiro is nominally a military reporter, he also has the rank of a reserved colonel. In fact, not to mention the reserved colonel, even the reserved lieutenant who saw a current lieutenant under Iggo Aki would take the initiative to salute. In the eyes of the active officers, the reserved officer came to Manchukuo to eat, drink and pick their fruits.

But Jiro Nishito is definitely different. If you know the Japanese surnames carefully, you will find that Nishito is an authentic noble surname in Japan. Jiro Nishito's uncle Nishito Kyumiya is His Highness, so naturally no one dares to underestimate Nishito Jiro Nishito's identity, so that Akichi Imago, a classmate of Lu Datong, was still respectful. Jiro Nishito was never polite to beat Akichi Imago back then. Jiro Nishito's filial piety and attitude towards Akichi Imago has become a natural person. To be fair, Jiro Nishito still likes Akichi Imago very much.

When he learned that his troops were approaching the front line of the old street, the ecstatic Kurosan Matsuda personally led his men to the 45th infantry rebel that invaded Chengde City to boost morale. Perhaps the battle could end today? If the battle could be concluded as soon as possible, not only could the troops enter the renovation as soon as possible, but the weak logistics could also restore supply as soon as possible, and at the same time, it could also draw forces to eliminate the Rehe Hu bandits active behind the army. Who could imagine that the two cavalry brigades could not guarantee the safety of the transportation line? The railway was still bombed every day, and military vehicles were still attacked every day. It seemed that Rehe was more dangerous than Manchuria. After all, this was the base camp of the Volunteer Bandits.

After Matsuda Kosou arrived, Akira Imago hurriedly brought people to welcome the brigade commander who was covered in dirt and mud. Compared to his glamorous team leader, Matsuda Kosou resisted the urge to order Colonel Imago Imago rolling in the mud pit.

The brigade commander was covered in mud and smoke, while the brigade commander who was rushing to the forefront was wearing a straight military uniform and shiny horse boots. How could this make Matsuda Guo San feel? Simply put, this guy, Akihiro Imago, was too ignorant of human nature and was simply embarrassing the brigade commander.

When a colonel Yuzhao was showing off his power with his only few medals, Hu Zhenglong, who was guarding the front position of the old street, found in a telescope a pointing pointing at a hill not far from the street. Hu Zhenglong found that there seemed to be a big guy among the group of Japanese pirates on the hill? The distance of the old street was about 420 meters, and his main position was thirty meters away from the intersection, and that hill was thirty meters away from the street. This was almost nearly five hundred meters away from the street.

It is obviously too late to transfer artillery guns or apply for artillery guns. And once the artillery guns run and test fire, the Japanese army will definitely retreat immediately. To be on the safe side, Hu Zhenglong transferred the mortar company assigned to the position, while transferring his sharpshooter Zhou Zhou, the best gunman with his own guns. Zhou Zhou's hometown is from Mudanjiang, Heilongjiang, and has been a fisherman on the river for generations. The reason for this name is because a Taoist priest of the wandering side calculated that his five elements were full of water and was also a fisherman's family. Naturally, he expected the fish to be full of fish and rice baskets. In addition, he almost drowned when he was a child, so he only named Zhou, hoping to use boats to control water. Logically speaking, the sharpshooter who hunted was not surprising. Zhou Zhou's gunman was not mastered, but based on feelings!

In Hu Zhenglong's words, this is a natural sharpshooter! It is pure nonsense to be able to practice sharpshooters. The one he trained is called well-trained, while the sharpshooter is an existence that is beyond the elite and is almost legendary. After the war started, Hu Zhenglong did not let Zhou Zhou go to the front line, but this did not affect Zhou Zhou shooting and killing Japanese officers from a distance. Twenty-five shots and twenty-four Japanese pirates were killed, almost one shot and one life!

Zhang Xuewu had heard of such a sharpshooter before, but he had seen the so-called sharpshooter who was sharp in later generations and caught too many colds. Zhang Xuewu was indeed ready to train his own sniper team in the future, and of course he also had to be equipped with the best sniper rifles and tactics. However, all this still needs to be alive to Chengde to rescue the siege, otherwise everything would be empty talk before this.

The short Zhou Zhou did not have the majesty of the so-called Northeastern man. In fact, their ancestors were foreigners who broke into Guandong, but now they have become men from Northeastern! Zhou Zhou, who hugged his brand new Mauser standard rifle, leaned in the trenches and hummed a song that he didn't even know what he was. It is said that it is very popular in Shanghai. Women wearing cheongsams like officials and wives exposing their white thighs, sings very nicely.

"Hey! The battalion commander is looking for you!" The communication soldier interrupted Zhou Zhou's imagination, and he didn't know if the ocean of the Japanese he shot could be fulfilled. If he said he would go to Shanghai, look at the foreign market, and listen to the women singing! If he died, these oceans would be useless. All the family members were killed by the Japanese. The fleeing villagers said that the Japanese even burned their old houses, and they might not even have thoughts.

What Zhou Zhou can do now is to kill the Japanese, especially with a knife. He likes to hear the sounds of Japanese soldiers crying and howling. Since the battalion commander will definitely have a good thing when he finds Zhou Zhou.

Zhou Zhou didn't know that Zhan Yang and Ren Guorong had the same hobbies as him were hanging their heads and using their faces to continue Xu Guohui's flying spitting stars. The angry Xu Guohui scolded the eighteen generations of ancestors of the two. As a result, Zhan Yang also secretly laughed with Ren Guorong, which was so angry that Xu Guohui kicked each person and told them to get out.

Xu Guohui attacked the Japanese army in the middle of the night and captured three vicious Japanese prisoners. Ren Guorong was the chef of the regiment headquarters. The old street was from Chifeng of Rehe. It was originally a chef from Tang Yulin's pistol regiment. After the war started, he ran home. As a result, he found that the wife at home was dug up by the Japanese soldiers. The three-year-old girl was chopped by the Japanese soldiers and put her hands and feet on the iron stick and roasted it on the fire.

Ren Guorong touched the Japanese military camp that night and killed six people. Finally, he accidentally alarmed the Japanese army and was shot. Ren Guorong, who returned to Chengde with great resentment, knelt at the mouth of Xu Guohui's regiment department for three days. Finally, he made three dishes and put them together. He was taken over as a cook. Xu Guohui told him that he had been a deserter and was not worthy of being a soldier, so he could only be a cook. In order to avenge his blood, Ren Guorong endured it.

As a result, Ren Guorong discovered Japanese prisoners while delivering food. The prisoners were so hiding that the Japanese were so uncomfortable. Zhan Yang, who had just been promoted to company commander, heard about Ren Guorong's experience. Zhan Yang, who was determined to avenge his little glasses, quickly hooked up with Ren Guorong in a chain. The two of them cut three Japanese soldiers with three bayonets! Two of them were so painful.

Zhan Yang and Ren Guorong looked at the Japanese soldiers who were both shit and peeing, but they couldn't understand it. Aren't the Japanese Bushido very tough? Why would they be afraid? Killing people is like grass mustard training soldiers to eat people and use human oil to prevent freezing, and the Japanese soldiers who are afraid of death? Is this really strange?
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