"I've paid attention to it. I won't be allowed to grab it later, do you know?"

At this time, Li Feng was lying on the hillside with his men waiting for the arrival of the enemy, and next to him was a group of excited Eighth Route Army soldiers.

The little fat man felt that he should remind these company commanders and squadron commanders in advance, and not to mess up their own people and beat them later.

There is a pseudo military advisor with 4,000 people in front of me. Although the combat effectiveness of others is not very good, as long as they snatch all the prisoners and take them under their command, the recruits will not need to be trained slowly.

So a group of company commanders and squadron commanders were very excited. Everyone said they wanted to pull up people from the regiment and then draw prisoners suitable for joining the Eighth Route Army.

Damn, these guys are starting to divide the spoils now, and they are indeed not good things.

The people who were seen by Eagle and Ma Laosan suddenly thought of the fact that when they joined the Eighth Route Army, it seemed that a fat man did the same. Who was he?

The eagle is leaning against the hillside and doesn't want to talk. He has changed his medicine just now, and now he doesn't want to move.

It was just a bunch of puppet troops. He was too lazy to rush up to get rid of the other party, so he would rather stay behind honestly.

Originally, the fat man had agreed to let these people not be robbed, and rush forward in an orderly manner and capture all of these people.

Unexpectedly, the horn of the battle had just sounded, and a group of lifeless Eighth Route Army rushed out with a scream.

These puppet troops are actually here to make soy sauce, so the marching speed is so slow. When you drag on the road, you may be able to go back halfway.

If you fight with Route 8, isn’t that asking for death? These poor guys are desperate to fight, but they are even more desperate to die.

To work hard for the Japanese, it is just a stopgap measure. It is more about trying to squeeze some money from the Chinese people.

As for helping the Japanese fight, that's nonsense. Not to mention that they still retain some awareness of being Chinese, the most important thing is that they can't beat each other.

Neither the Central Army nor the Eighth Route Army, these puppet troops were their opponents.

So Weijun thought about spending time on the road, but he didn't expect that the Eighth Route Army's charge rang in less than 5 minutes.

Immediately afterwards, a large group of blood-covered Eighth Route Army soldiers rushed up with weapons.

Several puppet soldiers just took off the gun on their backs and their heads were blown off.

At this time, the puppet military commander quickly rode his horse and ran away first. As for the troops behind him, he could no longer control the troops.

"Snatch the gun and don't kill it!"

The Eighth Route Army rushed up to arrest people, not to kill people, but at the beginning, they needed to make the resistance of these people completely dissipated, so they killed the chicken to scare the monkey.

The puppet army had never seen such a town mayor. These Eighth Route Army members had just come down from the battlefield. They cut off the heads of the Japanese in the last second, and appeared in front of them the next second. The murderous aura on their bodies had not completely dissipated, so the puppet army was timid in an instant and didn't even have time to run away.

As for the pseudo-military commander, let alone Ergouzi shot down his horse with one shot, and then covered his legs and screamed.

At this time, the little fat man walked slowly forward with a machete, panting while looking at the Eighth Route Army soldiers around him.

"Didn't everyone agree? Don't rob, don't rob, you see, you are just like fighting against a rich man and a landlord!"

He kicked a warrior who was blocking his face aside, then walked to the squadron leader and cursed these bastards as disobedient.

Then a puppet army commander actually tried to resist and quietly pulled out a gun from behind. The fat man was halfway through his speech, and suddenly he swung his knife and hit his head and fell to the ground.

Weijun around him suddenly became a little scared when he saw the fat man killing without blinking.

"Didn't you tell you not to resist? Why are you disobedient, ah?"

The little fat man never talked about the person seeking death. He took an exquisite small gun from the puppet army and kicked it into his pocket without hesitation.

Wang Jing seemed to be here. Last night, he didn't have time to greet the other party, and this small gun was just given to Wang Jing apologize for him.

That's right, after Wang Jing received the news, he rushed to Furong Town with a quick rush.

But even if she was faster, she was one step late. The little fat man was already fighting the last battle with the Japanese.

It was a great contribution that he raped the other party's seven or eight hundred troops and captured the other party's captain.

However, before they could stop, the Eighth Route Army took action again, saying that they were facing thousands of puppet troops and they wanted to have a tough battle with each other.

Wang Jing still knows the combat effectiveness of the puppet army. The seven or eight thousand puppet army can definitely not defeat 1,000 Japanese soldiers, or even 500 Japanese soldiers.

This is a very normal thing. Li Feng still has seven or eight hundred combat power, so it is not difficult to deal with seven or eight thousand Japanese devils.

But the fat man was too busy and didn't have time to greet Wang Jing, which made Wang Jing angry, thinking about whether to wear small shoes for this fat man when he turned around.

Seeing Wang Jing coming up to take a camera to photograph the headless corpse, the fat man shook his head helplessly. The young follower next to him was almost vomiting, and this woman had nothing to do.

"Li Feng, you kill the prisoners, I will go to the head of the headquarters to sue you!"

Wang Jing looked like a playful little girl, and she said this proudly to Li Feng.

When the young follower heard this, he was frightened in front of him. This fat man was a guy who killed people without blinking. He just cut off a puppet army's head. It would be a good idea to speak like this.

Just when the young follower was scared, Li Feng suddenly reached into his arms and took out a gun, which scared the young follower to the cold sweat on the spot.

"I'll give you this gun, don't go to the headquarter director to say bad things to me!

You women, every time they talk to the head of the headquarters, they will listen patiently. I don’t want anyone to wear small shoes behind my back!”

In the dazed eyes of the young follower, Wang Jing took the small gun, his eyes full of stars.

"Okay, for your sincere sake, I will accept your apology!"

After saying that, he naturally kicked the small gun into his pocket and happily forgot that the gun was seized.

"Sister Wang Jing, it's not good for you to do this. This pistol seems to be a mess and you have to hand it over to the public!"

"Is there any? Whatever is seized or not is seized is a family, so there is no need to distinguish it so clearly!"

If you seize it, you will understand it by stirring it up.

So the young follower looked puzzled, but he still followed Wang Jing with something because he would take a lot of photos later.

It is hard to imagine that four or five hundred Eighth Route Army soldiers fell down three or four thousand puppet troops, instantly causing the other party to lose their will to resist. This is a good report, and you must write it carefully.
Chapter completed!