"I…transmigrated?"
Wu Jian was extremely shocked. He heard the rumbling of artillery fire and shook off the yellow soil on his head.
This was a battlefield on the Yellow Plateau. At this moment, there were at least 1000 Japanese soldiers in khaki clothes surrounding a small group of the Eighth Route Army.
Wu Jian was right in the middle of the encirclement, at the 8th Route Army's position.
"Regiment Commander, the higher-ups have issued an order for us to break out of the encirclement from the direction of Yu Clan Ridge!”
A tall man with short hair and a dirty face shouted loudly. He was wearing a tattered gray military uniform and reported to another short but stocky man.
"F * ck Yu Jialing!"
"Zhang Dabiao, go and call Wang Chengzhu over.”
The stocky man heard the sound and fell into the ditch from the slope. He also shook off the soil on his head and opened his mouth to curse.
"Report, in our trenches, we found a person dressed strangely and with a strange appearance.”
Two soldiers, one on the left and one on the right, carried two rifles and pressed down on a young man in a sweater and jeans.
"This…"
"F * ck, it's Li Yunlong and Zhang Dabiao?!”
Wu Jian was now extremely certain that he had indeed transmigrated. Moreover…looking at this scene, it seemed to be very similar to the Unsheathed Sword that he had already refreshed more than 20 times before he transmigrated.
When he saw Zhang Dabiao's fierce eyes and Li Yunlong's pouting face, Wu Jian was sure that the thing in front of him was a new ball! At this moment, they were fighting against Sakata United.
"Are you a Japanese?"
Li Yunlong looked at Wu Jian. He was curious about what he was wearing. No matter if it was the Japanese, the Central Army, the Jinsui Army, or the bandits who occupied the mountains nearby, no one would dress like this.
"I…I am a member of the Chinese Anti-Japanese Alliance Army. This is our uniform!”
"Regiment Commander Li, there is no need for us to break out of the Yu Clan Ridge.”
"That, that's it. Do you see that, Regiment Commander Li? As long as we take care of the Japanese's command center on the hill over there, we will definitely be able to break out of the encirclement!”
Wu Jian also noticed his own attire, so he casually made up an excuse and told him about the first beautiful battle that Li Yunlong fought in the game of Drawing Swords.
"Regiment commander, don't listen to this kid's nonsense. Yu Jialing is the blind spot of the enemy's attack.”
When Zhang Dabiao heard Wu Jian's words, he immediately became anxious. He repeated the order from the higher-ups again. His hands didn't stop moving. He took off the gray military cap from his head and threw it on the ground. He wanted to go up and teach Wu Jian a lesson.
"Motherf * cker, with the enemy in front of us, what's the point of internal friction?”
"You brat, come over here."
Li Yunlong's pupils constricted when he heard Wu Jian's words. He didn't believe that Wu Jian was a spy sent by the Japanese.
However, this guy in front of him who was wearing a sweater and jeans that he had never seen before was indeed a little too strange. How did this kid know what he was thinking?
"Hey, kid, what's your name? Also, how did you know my name?”
Li Yunlong seemed to have said it unintentionally, but he expressed his doubts.
"Hehe, Regiment Commander Li, who doesn't know about the famous Iron Triangle of Northwest Shanxi?”
"However, the casualties of the new regiment are very high. Only a third of the troops can fight.”
"Don't babble here like an old woman. Wang Chengzhu, come over here!”
Wu Jian put on a sloppy face and then treated himself as one of them. He told them everything he knew in advance.
Zhang Dabiao,"This is my line."
Li Yunlong: The name of the Iron Triangle of Northwest Shanxi is so-so, but there's a word that barely matches my name.
Wang Chengzhu: I'm here. Why are you calling me?
Li Yunlong and Wu Jian were immediately displeased. However, before Li Yunlong could open his mouth, Wu Jian had already run forward and kicked Wang Chengzhu's butt.
Li Yunlong: " He's more f * cking awesome than me, the regiment commander. This brat, I'll let you go to the kitchen to be the scapegoat when we get off the battlefield."
On second thought, Wu Jian was not his subordinate. Li Yunlong suddenly felt a little confused and could not help but shake his head violently.
Wang Chengzhu: " You…Where did you come from, you little bastard? How dare you kick me!" I'll fight you to the death today!
As he spoke, Wang Chengzhu, who originally had a simple and honest face, seemed to have changed into a different person. Just like Zhang Dabiao just now, he wanted to teach Wu Jian a lesson.
"Cut the crap! Let me ask you, are there only two cannonballs left?”
"You prodigal, don't you know that our Eighth Route Army is short on money? Don't you know how to fight sparingly?”
Wu Jian hurriedly took two steps back and hid beside Li Yunlong, who was still shaking his head, as he asked righteously.
"Is…is there such a thing?"
"You fucking Wang Chengzhu? Prodigal…"
Li Yunlong was also annoyed when he heard that. However, just as he opened his mouth to speak, he felt that his words had been spoken by Wu Jian. That's right, it was indeed his own thoughts. Before he could say anything, it was already spoken by someone else. This feeling was too f * cking weird.
Wang Chengzhu had already been kicked in the butt by Wu Jian. When he saw his regiment commander speaking up for an outsider, his eyes immediately became watery. He said like a wronged wife,
"Guild Leader, why don't you speak with your conscience?”
"Just now, just now, who was the one who shouted the loudest? Zhu Zi, get rid of that mortar!”
"Zhu Zi, blow up that machine gun! Zhu Zi, you motherf * cker, are you blind or what? You used my cannonball to knock the Earth Lord's back, but this cannonball didn't even hit a single Japanese hair?! At least we killed two Japanese and added fertilizer to our fellow villagers…"
"Now, you're blaming me for wasting it!”
Li Yunlong was unhappy when he heard that. He thought to himself,'Damn it, how dare you talk back to me.' Before he could teach Wang Chengzhu a lesson, he saw the figure who had run behind him stand up again and block in front of him.
"Kid, you still dare to grab the leader's pigtails and make a scene? I told you to tell me if I should have kicked you just now, right?”
Wang Chengzhu,"What you said makes sense. I'm actually speechless."
Touching his butt, Wang Chengzhu suddenly felt that there was nothing wrong with his kick.
Zhang Dabiao: However, Old Zhu Zi deserved it.
Li Yunlong: " This is really evil. What the f * ck is this? I don't even know how to kick him first?"
"Alright, stop standing there like a f * cking stone man. Go and bring me the mortar. I'll teach you how to fire a mortar.”
"Regiment Commander, Battalion Commander One, come over and help me command the troops to cover the advance of the mortars!”
Wu Jian saw that everyone was stunned by what he said. The enemy's command center had already been set up. If he delayed any longer, he was afraid that it would cause trouble. He did not waste any more time. He took the mortar from Wang Chengzhu's hand and prepared to charge forward with the other two soldiers.
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