Hiss.
The commander of the 129th Division, Li Yun Long and the others of the new regiment, under the lead of Four Eyes, went straight to the village entrance and sucked in a breath of cold air. There was no other way. The iron turtle's box was parked there, emitting a cold killing intent. The black barrel of the cannon flickered with a chilling light.
He even got his hands on the iron turtle box!
Whoosh.
The commander of the 129th Division took a deep breath. It was indeed not simple. It was not that they had never killed the Japanese's iron turtle shell, but they had never gotten a complete one. Most importantly, no one knew how to open it.
"Someone here knows how to drive a tank?”
Four-eyes nodded proudly." Of course, there's nothing our boss can't do. This way, please."”
Following Four-eyes, the group walked past the Iron Tortoise Box and entered the village. They immediately saw Tie Zhu, Buttface, and the others who were training.
Oh my god.
Li Yunlong's eyes were bloodshot when he saw the weapons placed on the side. Type 92 heavy machine guns, crooked light machine guns, grenade launchers, mortars, and even a Type 92 infantry cannon were neatly placed there.
Gulp.
Swallowing his saliva, Li Yunlong didn't know what to say. His new regiment, 2Ting 92, 5Ting crooked style, had been praised by many allies for its powerful firepower and rich family background. But damn it, at this point, he was no different from a pauper.
Most importantly, this was only a village. There were only a dozen people training. How many people did his new group have?
Even the commander of the 129th Division was stunned. Tanks, light and heavy machine guns, grenade launchers, mortars, and Type 92 infantry cannons. This firepower was simply extravagant. The Japanese would probably cry if they saw this.
Bang, bang.
A piercing gunshot rang out.
Swoosh.
The group of people immediately turned their heads and looked over. The corners of their mouths could not help but twitch. They were practicing shooting. The bullets were placed there, boxes after boxes.
What a waste!
The people of the new regiment were all heartbroken. How many bullets did each of them fire in each battle? These people used boxes after boxes for training.
"Commander, over there, look."
What was that?
When the commander of the 129th Division heard this, he turned his head and looked. His eyes immediately widened. The two Japanese were being escorted over. They looked like two well-behaved dogs wagging their tails. There was no trace of their usual ferocity.
"Stand properly."
"Hurry up and go over."
The two Japanese were pushed over and tied to the wooden stake.
"Look closely, this is a devil. If you can't hit him, he will kill you, burn your houses, rob your food, and your sisters and wives.”
The old village chief shouted," They're all aimed.”
Using living people as targets to practice marksmanship?
The commander of the 129th Division trembled and took a deep breath. One had to know that the Japanese captives were definitely treated well on their side. They ate fine grain, not to mention being dragged here to be used as targets.
Thump thump.
He took a few steps to the old village chief's side." Old man, isn't this a little bad? We have to use our thoughts to reform the captives.”‘
Crackle.
The old village chief took a puff of his cigarette." I don't think they have any hope of being reformed.”
Well, this was a very knowledgeable statement.
Of course, he had heard it from Jiang Chen. He had asked Jiang Chen the same question at that time.
"But if this gets out, it will have a bad influence on us.”
"What bad influence?" The old village chief glanced at the commander of the 129th division." These devils are using us Chinese people to practice their marksmanship. Even the devils can do something like using a bayonet. Why can't we do it?”
"That's different. The Japanese are cruel, but we can't.”
"Then according to what you said, what are we? A wooden club? Moreover, we are a bandit army, not a military unit. Our rules are different. There is no one who gives preferential treatment to the Japanese.”
This?
The commander of Division 129 wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything.
However, Li Yunlong didn't say anything. He just stared at it with interest. He didn't think much of it. He was a ghost. He should be killed like this. He was cruel, so you should be more cruel than him.
Bang, bang.
Another round of gunshots rang out. They had just started practicing their marksmanship, and their accuracy was indeed not good. Many bullets had missed, but there were always one or two lucky ones that hit the Japanese directly.
"Ah!"
The shrill screams of the ghost could be heard.
"Damn it, if the Japanese come, then all the people in our village will die. If we can't hit them, we won't be able to eat lunch.”
The old village chief cursed.
After that, they saw the ghosts pushing the millstones like mules and plowing the fields. All of them were so shocked that they could not speak. Did they have to be so cruel? Originally, the ghosts were also cruel, but when they came here, they were completely useless.
"Where's your bandit leader? I want to see him."
The four-eyed man nodded, and then he led the group toward Jiang Chen.
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