The Eighth Division, who started playing farming style, didn't know that their old rival was already standing at a mountain pass not far from them.
Although the space of forty miles made them invisible to each other, it did not mean that their old rival did not miss them.
Liu Lang really missed his old rivals who could run faster than a rabbit. It could be said that from the moment he walked out of the Great Wall again and harassed the Sixth Division all the way, he was thinking about his old rivals all the time.
The Sixth Division is like a hard rock. Anyone who bites it will break his teeth, but that doesn't mean the Eighth Division can do the same.
The lives of Mi Jiayu's 115 villagers and the lives of 115 Japanese invaders were not enough to pay for it. Liu Lang had decided the moment he knelt down.
With the entire Eighth Division as a sacrifice, Mi Jiayu's folks in Heaven might be a little satisfied!
If the Japanese sergeant who issued the order to massacre the village had known that friendly forces would be targeted by Liu Lang, a guy like Liu Lang who never likes revenge overnight, maybe he would regret it in hell!
I'm afraid only the Eighth Division feels wronged. Baga Yalu's brother has done nothing and is still digging wild vegetables in the mountains! It is certainly wrong to destroy the ecology, but you can't say that he has traveled hundreds of miles to cause trouble for us!
Liu Lang was alone, not carrying his 82 gun that had been empty of shells, nor his sniper rifle, and stood at an inconspicuous mountain pass.
"Heroes, come out! I know you are here." Liu Lang suddenly shouted to the side of the mountain pass.
It's very quiet, so quiet that even the insects are taking a nap.
The atmosphere seemed a little awkward, especially when people were talking to themselves.
"I am a person without any weapons. In fact, you don't need to point ten rifles at me, let alone machine guns. Bullets are very precious." A smile broke out on Liu Lang's face and he continued to speak loudly.
This time, it finally worked.
A man suddenly stood up in the grass on the side of the mountain, holding a shell gun in his hand. He pointed the muzzle at Liu Lang, "Mom, what are you pretending to me? Tell me, how do you know about your Lord Wu's arrangement?"
?Don’t tell the truth, Master Wu’s gun is not a vegetarian."
"Haha, it's very simple. To defend such a place that is easy to defend and difficult to attack, one combat squad is enough. If you add a light machine gun, even if the enemy has a company, it will be enough to support the arrival of reinforcements." Liu Lang seemed to have no idea.
Seeing Yao pointing the gun at him, he smiled.
"Hey, he is really a master. That's exactly what he said. Brothers, stop hiding and come out! The masters all know it." The man wearing ordinary mountain people's clothes was slightly stunned and waved his hand.
Ten people with rifles emerged from the forest.
Five people were left to continue to guard where they were, and the man led five people towards Liu Lang.
The hostility has not diminished at all, which can be seen from the fact that their safety guards are all open and the muzzles of their guns are always held steady.
He strode up to Liu Lang.
"I don't know where my friend is from, but based on what my friend just said about the combat class, you can't leave, my friend." The man stared at Liu Lang like a hawk and said every word.
Liu Lang smiled and raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, but there was no trace of fear in his eyes.
"Go and tie him up." The man's eyes flickered and he stared at Liu Lang for a moment.
It wasn't until two subordinates went over to tie Liu Lang's hands behind his back and tied them tightly that the man secretly let out a sigh of relief.
The man was annoyed by the reminders his intuition kept giving him. This fat man, who looked kind and friendly, gave him a feeling that he couldn't describe, and was even a little ashamed to mention. He was very afraid of the guy in front of him, and he even felt like
I had the illusion that if the fat man wanted to crush him to death, it would be no more difficult than crushing a chicken to death.
"Hey, Lord Wu, the volunteers who dared to fight with the Japanese in the Northeast for more than half a year don't have such courage! You have guns, but I don't even have a knife!" Liu Lang sighed and moved.
Move your shoulders.
It's really not very comfortable to be tied up like this.
Hearing what Liu Lang said, Master Wu's expression changed greatly, and he ordered the other three people with extremely ugly expressions, "You guys, go search the back to see if he has any accomplices. If so, shoot me."
, leaving no one alive.”
"It's enough for me to survive." The man looked at Liu Lang, with a trace of ferocity on his face. "You know a lot about a bitch! I want to take a look, but the two bitches on the road are targeting me again."
Got us."
"Master Wu, it's true that I am Chinese, but not all Chinese are idiots!" Liu Lang said with a bitter smile.
"Shut up, I have killed eight, if not ten, bitches in the three eastern provinces, and I don't know about you? Where else can you get such a fat body besides your Japanese master? You son of a bitch,
If you want to deceive me, you still have some time left." Master Wu spat in anger, almost spitting in Liu Lang's face.
Liu Lang......
Fat has actually become evidence of surrendering to the Japanese? What do you want the fat people to think? No, what do you want the high-ranking officials in the government to think?
"Chinese, if the food is better, you can also eat fat." Fatty Liu finally responded weakly with some shame.
"Bullshit, in the entire three eastern provinces, how many people can have enough to eat if they don't take refuge with the Japanese?" Master Wu angrily shouted at Liu Lang.
"Chinese people who are not in Dongsan Gaoguan City can't come here?" Liu Lang was curious as to why this guy only stuck to Dongsan Province.
"Haha, who are you fooling? Young Marshal's hundreds of thousands of troops ran away without even letting go of a single fart. Tell me there are people from over there coming over. Is it the Northeast Army? Is it the Northwest Army? Or the Central Army? Come on, you
Tell me about someone with good taste." Master Wu was now determined to confront Liu Lang.
"Good man, they all say that Ma Zhanshan is a good man. Although I have not had the opportunity to meet Commander-in-Chief Ma, but seeing a hero like Lord Wu, I can imagine how heroic Commander-in-Chief Ma is. But please help me inform Commander Deng Wen.
Liu Lang, the commander of the Independent Regiment of the Second Division of the Central Army, came to visit," Liu Lang said with heartfelt admiration.
As soon as Liu Lang said these words, the whole place was quiet.
Including Mr. Wu, who was angrily scolding Liu Lang just now, several people with guns stared at Liu Lang with their eyes almost popping out.
The expression on his face was like seeing a ghost.
"Who do you think you are?" Master Wu shook his head and his voice was two points higher than before.
Obviously, Liu Lang's name is a bit too scary.
It's not because he is some bullshit regimental commander. Boss Deng Wen is still the army commander on the mountain!
It's just that the Central Army is hundreds of thousands of miles away from here!
"Liu Lang, commander of the Independent Regiment of the Second Division of the Central Army." Liu Lang had no choice but to repeat himself.
"Bullshit, your damn excuses, can you come up with something more reliable? Central Army? How dare the bald Central Army come to Rehe? If they dare to come, the three northeastern provinces can let these stupid little devils take over.
Go?" Master Wu was furious.
"You must have been staying in the mountains north of Rehe for several months! Although the news is not very good, you must have heard that the little devil invaded Rehe and fought with the national army at the Great Wall for a month! Northeast!
If the Central Army and the Northwest Army can fight against the Japs, why can’t the Central Army come? If you still don’t believe it, take a look at my letter of appointment. It is stamped with the seal of the Ministry of Military Affairs." Liu Lang smiled slightly and looked at himself.
Chest babble.
Somewhat rudely, he tore open Liu Lang's clothes and found the appointment letter of colonel and regimental commander with the seal of the Ministry of Military Affairs. Lord Wu's mouth was big enough to swallow an ostrich egg. "My mother, she is really a regimental commander."
"Hey, you can let me go now!" Liu Lang sighed.
This is thanks to the fact that there are no false witnesses in this era! Decades from now, the small advertisements posted on countless telephone poles and toilets will be able to produce a letter of appointment that is more real than what Lord Wu is holding now.