Chapter 853: The collapsed army is finally enough to form a regiment
No one can answer the soldier's doubts, and Li Yunlong's identity can only be left to them to guess.
At this time, Li Yunlong had already walked about a kilometer with the soldiers of the Sichuan Army, estimating the location.
He let everyone hide in the jungle.
Since the path to explore the road ahead is not so hot, I ran back in a hurry.
"Captain, there is a team of Xiao Dongyang in front of you, you're about to come to this area!"
"There may be a large army behind them!"
"A small team dares to play forward? We have a team of nearly a thousand people!"
Meng Fun Le said a little unhappy, these Japanese devils didn't take them seriously.
"I'm afraid these turtle grandchildren don't know how to write the word "death"? Who gave them the courage? They are more arrogant than me!"
Long Weng also cursed and said, completely forgetting that in order to recruit soldiers, he just called himself a grandson.
"Maybe it was Liang Jingru!" Li Yunlong said calmly again.
Meng Fuye was completely confused: "No, Commander, who is this Chief Liang sage? Even the Japanese know him?"
He had heard Li Yunlong mention this name before, and now he is even more fascinated.
Li Yunlong waved his hand: "I can't explain this matter in just a few words, and I don't plan to say it."
"Okay, stop talking, be prepared!"
"Milong and Cui Yong have arranged machine gun support, let's eat this group of Japanese devils!"
Li Yunlong immediately issued a combat order, waiting for the arrival of these ignorant Japanese devils.
Now, the Sichuan Army has a team of nearly 300 people, which is more than enough to deal with a Japanese team.
On the other side, the more than 500 defeated soldiers were all at a loss.
They all listened anxiously to the movements coming from behind.
"boom!"
"Da da da da!"
After a while, there were fierce gunfire and shell explosions coming from behind, which scared the crowd.
"Serious, fight!"
"Look, the Japanese have cannons, they can't beat them!"
"Or why should we help?" a young soldier said timidly to his companions beside him.
"Take it down. If you want to help, go by yourself. Don't take us to die together."
"You don't know the Japanese's combat effectiveness. They probably won't be able to come back when they go."
A big soldier beside him said disdainfully.
He was already scared by the Japanese and was very dissatisfied with Li Yunlong and the others' behavior.
After about an hour, the gunfire behind gradually stopped, but no one from the Sichuan Army came back.
"Oh, it's over, I'm eaten by the Japanese again!"
"Tell me, what can't these people do? I have to compete with the Japanese?"
"Forget it, let's go quickly, and the Japanese will catch up if they are late!"
Everyone looked at each other, shook their heads and sighed, and prepared to stand up and leave.
At this time, they all believed that the Sichuan Army led by Li Yunlong had been destroyed by the Japanese.
At this moment, the young soldier turned his head and saw that his heart suddenly stumbled.
"Look, they are back, they are back!"
Hearing his shouts, everyone turned around.
At this time, Li Yunlong led the soldiers of the Sichuan Army to walk towards them in great strides.
The entire army was carrying a murderous aura, and blood was constantly falling from the bayonet that shone with cold light. It was the enemy's blood.
Everyone held their heads up and their chests were raised, with a ray of confidence.
"Crash!"
A large number of Japanese weapons were thrown to the ground.
The heads of the Japanese soldiers rolled two or three meters along the ground.
The group of defeated soldiers stared at Li Yunlong and his party in disbelief.
They did it, they actually did it?
"See, the Japanese team only has fifty or sixty people. We will deal with them just like carrying chicks."
Long Wen stood in the middle of the team, with his waist on his back.
His saliva was almost spitting on the faces of the defeated soldiers.
But he did not restrain himself at all and still told about their glorious achievements.
"Look at it, the Japanese's 38th cover, the outer target. 50 grenade launcher!"
"The Japanese are nothing great, and they are not as evil as you said!"
"How is it? Do you have anything else to say? Think about it, should we fight the Japanese with us, and then return to Chanda with a glorious charm or will we continue to be your deserter and be sent to the military court by that Captain Yu in the future?"
Li Yunlong smiled aloud and stood up and said, "Is it all a damn mute?"
"I tell you that even if you escape back alive, you will inevitably continue to be used as cannon fodder and put on the battlefield and die again."
"Instead of that, why not kill the Japanese with us and go back to be a hero?"
"I am the leader of the Sichuan Army. Look at the soldiers under my command."
"I have all brought them out of Zenda. Ask them, how many Japanese have died at their hands?"
"I promised them too, to take them home. Now tell me, would you like to kill the Japanese with me?"
Li Yunlong's voice is extremely penetrating.
These defeated soldiers were shocked by Li Yunlong, with different expressions, but they seemed to have made a decision.
"What the sir makes sense. If you still have to be treated as a deserter after you go back, it's better to kill a few more Japanese!"
"If you become a deserter, you will be sent to Xi'an. What else can you do toss?"
"I think the Japanese are just like that. Didn't they also chop off their heads? Let's do it!"
"Done!"
"Sir, let's join!"
At this time, the defeated soldiers were aroused by Li Yunlong's blood that had already been cold.
Each of them was cast in the shadow of failure.
Li Yunlong and the others won the victory, and instantly dissipated the dark clouds in their hearts like the hot sunlight.
Although these people are just for a better life now, no matter what, Li Yunlong's appearance gave them hope!
The defeated soldiers agreed to join, which finally made the Sichuan Army look like a regiment.
Long Wenhua was almost excited and jumped up.
As the deputy commander, he finally looked like a deputy commander.
Of course, this is what he thought.
Especially Meng Fanlu, he knew that Li Yunlong had never recognized Long Weng's identity as deputy leader, and even sneered at him.
But it doesn't matter. As long as he can fight the Japanese, he can do whatever he wants.
When you are in a good mood, call him a long article, and when you are in a bad mood, just give him two feet!
Li Yunlong was also a little happy.
He waved his hand and said, "Everyone comes with me, I'll take you home!"
"good!"
Everyone raised their hands and shouted.
At this moment, the soldier who had said that he had read Li Yunlong in the newspaper stood up.
"Sir, you are like someone from northwest Shanxi. I'll ask you a risky question. Do you know that there is a commander of the Eighth Route Army named Li Yunlong in the northwest Shanxi?"
"I heard he is very good at fighting!"
Li Yunlong smiled aloud: "I am!"
Chapter completed!