"Liu Zhiyuan?" Seeing the face of someone invited, Kong Xianzhong was in a good mood, and the person on the other side... was considered an old friend.

The traffic officer Liu Zhiyuan recognized Kong Xianzhong, who had helped the wounded in the Eighth Route Army, and rushed forward.

Both sides politely hold their wrists on the open space.

Before he finished his courtesy, he saw a man rushing away from the crowd and coming with his head held high under the stars.

Under the moonlight, I saw that the person who came was nine feet tall, with a waist of nine feet, his head was bigger than a toad eye, and his body was full of pork belly trembling, and he looked like a beast...

Carrying a light machine gun on the shoulder and stacking backpacks, how can you be so fierce?

Kong Xianzhong sighed in his heart, it was true that Marshal Tianpeng came to the mortal world!

The marshal strides in front of the two of them, stands still with his legs spread and shoulders, looks to the left at the trafficman, then stares at Kong Xianzhong to the right, and smiles begin to appear on his ugly face, and he opens his mouth with bloody mouth: "Which road is from?"

This person should be born in the wild world... Kong Xianzhong quickly replied: "Most of the villages are strong in the Kongjiazhuang. In order to survive, he has to temporarily compromise."

Luo Fugui's fat face trembled: "Grandma's, you're a puppet army for the Japanese to be a puppet army?"

Kong Xianzhong felt a thud and quickly bowed: "It's related to hundreds of old, weak, women and children, and they have to find a way out for them..."

Luo Fugui kept thinking in his mind that there were ghosts and traitors everywhere. If the gun was really fired, it would be impossible to ensure that the puppet troops in the village would not have escaped the net.

The identity of the fake puppet army in the Ninth Camp will be exposed sooner or later.

If...will you get into the real and fake army of Kong's surname, you will be safe?

If you do this well, you will not be afraid of being discovered by the Japanese and traitors after dawn.

So Luo Fugui immediately made up his mind to sneak into the puppet army...

Just about to open your mouth.

"Company Commander Luo!" The traffic officer Liu Zhiyuan suddenly stopped talking when he saw Luo Fugui. He knew exactly what the character of Company Commander Luo Da was. Liu Zhiyuan and Kong Xianzhong let go of their hands and quickly explained: "Mr. Kong once took in our wounded people, and they really had no choice..."

Luo Fugui frowned and asked deliberately: "Isn't that a fence-bearer?"

The Eighth Route Army is not afraid of death. Even if there are many people in the village, they are not opponents at all. Once a conflict occurs, they will definitely bleed to death. Kong Xianzhong smiled sadly: "It is not wrong to say that we are fence-bearers. I just hope that Shangguan Nian will leave a way out for the brothers in the village and the elderly and children who follow us..."

"Bah!" Luo Fugui waved his hand and interrupted Kong Xianzhong: "Save you to continue to be a puppet army? Continue to be accomplices with the Japanese to be a good citizen?"

"..." Kong Xianzhong was speechless.

Wang Xiaosan quickly got a knife from there and asked about the situation of the puppet army in the village. He came to Luo Fugui happily and stopped immediately. The dead mule really made progress and could speak idioms...

He first beat a stick and then gave a date. Luo Fugui succeeded in his treacherous plan and turned proudly to squeeze the triangular eyes at the trafficman: "What do you think?"

"I think that all anti-Japanese forces should be united... After all, they had no choice but to follow the instructions of their superiors and just follow their guns to educate them."

Kong Xianzhong quickly agreed: "If it weren't for the sake of the whole family, who would have been willing to be a second dog after being accused of being a slander..."

Luo Fugui turned around and said, "Did you hear that our Eighth Route Army has discipline. As long as you surrender and accept our incorporation, we will let you go today..."

Wang Xiaosan next to him had already received news from Kong Xianzhong's nephew that there were more than a hundred puppet troops in the village.

When he heard Luo Fugui's inclusion, he was stunned.

Incorporate and organize one company in one row!

The level of mule negotiation is really high!

Kong Xianzhong did not raise any objection, and the two parties quickly reached a deal.

Luo Fugui looked down on the puppet army from the bottom of his heart. In his opinion, how many puppet army can there be in a village?

After entering the village with a light machine gun and Kong Xianzhong, he realized that he was very wrong.

Leaning on the roof, standing in the alley, sticking to the door, and walking against the window... There are at least a hundred puppet soldiers who can see, one company!

He turned his head and looked at Wang Xiaosan who was following behind him: "Why are there so many people from grandma?"

"You guys talked for so long, I thought you knew..."

Kong Xianzhong did not bully others with his power, but instead recommended to the middle-aged man who was standing in front of the puppet army: "These are the Imperial Army from Guantao County, Hexi..."

Luo Fugui immediately turned dark. Is it okay if I am the Eighth Route Army?

Grandma's, I am here to recruit the puppet army, okay?

...

Guantao County Town.

Several leaders who were in the county government were in a bad mood.

News keeps coming back.

The people who ambushed Chen Baji were killed and injured...

A thin black man jogged into the county government in panting: "Uncle, Taijun asked you to go there..."

"What did the Japanese call me at night?" The big dragon head felt distraught.

"Okada Taejun said... The Imperial Army was attacked at Baidukou last evening... Let's draw personnel to reinforce..."

"Last evening?" The big dragon head turned his head and looked at the clock next to him: "More than half a day has passed, so when will you go... where can I help?"

The fifth head of the house sitting next to the big dragon head... The guard captain picked up the black big-brimmed hat placed on the low table next to it and buckled it on the bald head: "I dare not disobey the orders of the Imperial Army. Anyway, I just want to seize Baidukou. I just want to kill the Eighth Route Army. I just grab the grass and beat the rabbits, and I just take them all in one fell swoop..."

"Shut up!" The big dragon head grabbed the horse tag on the table and smashed it at the captain of the guard: "You can provoke anyone, don't provoke the Eighth Route Army..."

"What are you afraid of? The Eighth Route Army headquarters has been taken away. They are just a few grasshoppers from the autumn season and can't jump for a few days..." The guard captain didn't care.

Whether Baidukou can be snatched back is actually not a big deal. The main reason is that Chen Bajitong's Eighth Route Army is likely to implicate everyone.

"Reported that the Eighth Route Army captured Qinghe County and defeated the Imperial Army Wu Shu and fled south..."

"Report...the Eighth Route Ambush a brigade of the Imperial Army...to win."

"Yesterday, the Eighth Route Army ambushed the canal imperial army gunboat, and won a great victory..."

"Last evening, the Eighth Route Army attacked an imperial squadron with gunboats again at Bai Ferry, and won again..."

The leaders looked at each other...

Once upon a time, the Eighth Route Army advanced eastward column, the Zhuxian column, and the third division, were active in western Shandong. They were driven away every year when facing the Japanese storm, and occasionally counter-sweeping was just a small-scale guerrilla war.

The Eighth Route Army suddenly played so big. Is this going to change?

The big leader immediately ordered his subordinates to recruit their subordinates: first defend Guantao County.

If you can't control other places, you can manage your own land one acre and three-point area first.

Dear subordinates of the head are usually stationed in various townships, and it will take time to assemble more people.

The leaders were busy calling their confidants to shake people first...

"Uncle, the situation is complicated now. Do you think that even the Imperial Army dares to fight, are we... or are we... watching the tiger fight like before?" The guard captain was no longer arrogant before.

Everyone in the room looked sad and looked at the big dragon head together.

"Ergou! You said that the Eighth Route Army suddenly appeared on a large scale. Which one did you play?" The big leader asked the second leader next to him.

"I think, the Eighth Route Army headquarters was taken away by a desperate situation..."

"You really can tell, the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army of the Imperial Army was last year..."

Another sound came from outside the door accompanied by footsteps: "Report, we have heard from the eyeliner we arranged. About ten miles north of the county town, a large number of traces of the Eighth Route Army activities were found..."

"Dare you dare to move onto my territory? Are you impatient to live?" The guard captain pulled out a small pistol from his waist and pulled it out loud.

The big dragon head stared fiercely: "What do you want to do when I draw a gun here?"

"Hehe, I'm just... angry for a moment..." The guard captain quickly put away his gun and sat down.

The footsteps came again in a hurry, and the man in black who entered the door trembled: "Uncle... Xiliuzhuang, Houluotou Village, Kangzhuang Village... The death of villagers in the whole village..."

The corners of the big dragon head twitched violently, and after a while, he came to his senses: "No, these villages... seem to be close to the canal..."

"Can it be... the legendary Hu Liela..." The second head of the army frowned and explained: "Yesterday I received the news from the Eighth Route Army through the middleman..."
Chapter completed!