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Chapter seven hundred and fiftieth fishing line

"Come out, get out, or we'll shoot!"

In just a few minutes, the puppet soldiers and the Liu family's servants were neatly dealt with. They didn't even have a chance to resist.

Liu Liang, the vice-president of the Maintenance Association, who rolled and hid under the grain truck, turned pale with fright amid the crackling gunfire.

When the gunfire stopped, I dared to open my eyes. But I didn't know it, and I was shocked to see that all the Japanese soldiers and puppet soldiers who had shown off their power before were all dead.

The guerrillas wearing mottled clothes and holding bayonets had surrounded the grain truck and blocked it.

"If you don't want to die, come out quickly!"

Under the loud urging of the guerrillas, Liu Liang climbed out from under the grain truck tremblingly.

"Spare your life, spare your life, I am a good person, I was just forced to work by the devils..."

As soon as Liu Liang climbed out, he knelt down on the ground and kept kowtowing to beg for mercy.

"Hey, I said Liu, it doesn't matter if others don't know you. Why do you pretend to be a good person in front of me? I know all about the things you did!"

Seeing Liu Liang constantly kowtow and beg for mercy, someone in the crowd sneered.

Liu Lianggui is very forgetful. When he heard that someone knew him, he was shocked and hurriedly raised his head and looked over: "You are..."

When Liu Liang saw Yang Ling standing there, he was immediately paralyzed with fear. He had no impression of the others, but he still had some impression of Yang Ling, the new guerrilla detachment leader.

When he reported to the Japanese in Qinghe Town, he wanted to wipe out all the defeated guerrillas, but Yang Ling's sudden appearance ruined his good deeds.

He originally thought that Yang Ling and the others had fled to other counties, so he dared to go back to Xiaowangzhuang to collect food in a big way. Who knew that before the food could be collected, they bumped into this evil star.

Now that he has encountered the guerrillas, there is absolutely no way for him to survive. Liu Liang's face is ashen now and he doesn't even bother to beg for mercy.

"Take him over and keep him under guard," Yang Ling ordered.

"Tuanzuo, a traitor like this can be killed with one shot, but if he is left alive, it will be a disaster!"

Wang Beard hated such traitors deeply, so he put the shell gun to Liu Liang's head.

"Why, my order doesn't work anymore?" Yang Ling frowned as Wang Huzi wanted to kill Liu Liang in anger.

"No, I..." Wang Huzi looked at Yang Ling's sharp eyes, sighed, kicked Liu Liang unwillingly, and ordered the brothers beside him: "Take him over and keep him under guard!"

"Hurry up and clean the battlefield!" Yang Ling turned to his brothers and ordered.

In this short raid, they killed dozens of Japanese puppet troops and Liu Liang's servants, dozens of long and short rifles, a crooked gun, and a lot of ammunition. It can be said that they seized a lot of money.

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The most important thing is that they completely wiped out the food transport team this time, but only a few of them were injured and zero were killed.

Compared with the previous battles with the Japanese that were fought with mountains of corpses and seas of blood, this time the battle was so easy that Yang Ling found it incredible.

In fact, this is not because the little devils are too weak, but because Yang Ling and the others are too strong. After some training, they, the guerrilla officers and soldiers, are no longer the same.

The Japs, on the other hand, were enjoying themselves all day long during this period, and instead became careless, which allowed Yang Ling and the others to take advantage.

"Damn, these bastards deserve to die."

The brothers took out from these dead puppet soldiers many valuable items that they had plundered from the villagers' homes, and all of them had angry faces.

Although the Japs are hateful, their troops are limited and they cannot control the vast rural areas. These traitors, who number in the millions, have become the lackeys and minions of the Japs, and have become accomplices in suppressing and bullying the Chinese people.

While the Chinese frontline soldiers and the Japs were fighting bloody battles, these boneless traitors were busy suppressing their compatriots. It can be said that without their help, the Japs would not have been able to control the vast occupation so easily and implement

The strategy of feeding war with war.

Therefore, the guerrilla officers and soldiers like Yang Ling and others who were behind enemy lines were not only fighting against the extremely vicious little Japs, but also a large number of these traitors.

"Tuanzu, what should I do with these grains, chickens, ducks, pigs and cows? Should I hide them first and then transport them back?"

Now that Yang Ling and the others have defeated the Japanese soldiers' food collection team, these things have become ownerless, so the brothers can take them as their own.

Yang Ling shook his head: "Let's transport it back to the folks in Xiaowangzhuang. If they don't have food, they will starve to death."

"But we are almost running out of food in the camp..." Some brothers reluctantly sent these things back for nothing, with some hesitation.

Although their attack on the Japanese food collection team was easy this time, it still cost them bullets and energy.

"If we don't have food, we can go fight against the Japanese and rob warehouses. If the villagers don't have food, they will have to eat grass roots and gnaw tree bark. Can you bear it?"

Looking at these hesitant brothers, Yang Ling said earnestly: "Why are we fighting the Japanese? It's not so that our fellow villagers can live a good life and not be bullied by the Japanese. If we intercept this batch of grain, then we

Fighting the Japanese will be meaningless."

After Yang Ling's enlightenment, the brothers finally understood and felt ashamed of their previous thoughts.

"Sir, but we sent it back. What if the Japanese snatch it from the hands of the villagers next time?" Some brothers said with worry on their faces.

Yang Ling waved the gun in his hand and said fiercely: "We will fight the devils every time they come. What we have in our hands is not a fire stick!"

"Don't be stunned, let's transport the food back." Yang Ling urged the brothers.

The brothers also took action one after another and took the food along the original road to Xiaowangzhuang.

While the brothers were busy working, Yang Ling walked up to the brother who was guarding Liu Liang and whispered a few words in a low voice.

Although this brother looked embarrassed, he finally nodded.

Yang Ling and his group headed straight for Xiaowangzhuang in a mighty manner, while the brother who was escorting Liu Liang lagged behind the team listlessly.

"Little brother, little brother..."

Liu Liang had also been thinking of an opportunity to escape, because he knew that if Yang Ling didn't kill him now, he would definitely bring him back to Xiaowangzhuang to show off to the public, so when he saw that he was far away from the team, he pulled the guerrilla guarding him and shouted in a low voice

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"What are you doing!" The guerrilla deliberately pretended to be fierce.

"What's your last name, little brother?"

"Your surname is Liu, what do you want to do?"

"We are still the same family. Do you think this is good? If you let me go, I will give you these few oceans."

Seeing the pieces of ocean that Liu Liang took out in his hand, this brother's eyes suddenly widened, but he still pretended to shake his head.

"This is just a little thought. If you let me go, I'll give you more later, how about that?" Liu Liang said in a coaxing way.

"How much?"

"I'll give you as much as you want." Liu Liang is now risking his life to survive.

"Two hundred oceans." The brother thought for a while and gritted his teeth.

"Okay, just two hundred oceans. When the time comes, you can come to me at the house next to the Qinghe Town Security Squadron to get it."

"You must not lie to me."

"I won't lie to you." Liu Liang said seriously, as if coaxing a child.

"Well, you push me and get into the reeds." This brother said to Liu Liang as if he had been bribed.

"Then I'm sorry." Liu Liang said, pushing the brother into the ditch, and then took the opportunity to run towards the reed swamp.

"The traitor has escaped, the traitor has escaped!"

When this brother saw Liu Liang getting into the reed swamp, he also took the opportunity to shout.

"Bang! Bang!"

Wang Huzi and others immediately turned around, fired their guns at the reed swamps, and pretended to chase them for a while before returning.

"Commander, why did we deliberately let this traitor go?" Wang Huzi was puzzled as he watched Yang Ling let Liu Liang go on purpose.

Yang Ling smiled and said, "Wouldn't it be better to lure out the Japs from Qinghe Town and fight them?"


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