"I'm a member of the Eighth Route Army in life, and I'm the soul of the Eighth Route Army in death."
"Kill me if you have the guts. If I frown, I'm not Cripple Pao.
"You want me to join your bandit gang? Dream on!!”
"If you kill me, the Eighth Route Army will definitely avenge me."
Since his identity had been accidentally exposed, Cripple Pao might as well make it clear.
Lying on Monk Wei's back, he said fiercely to Lianpu,
"Boss, the system has notified me that Cripple Pao is a mid-to-high-level soldier."
"If we kill him, we will be surrounded by the Eighth Route Army."
TinyMeatball whispered to Lianpu again,
He seemed to be afraid that Lianpu would be impulsive and blow this guy's head off.
Lianpu stared at Cripple Pao expressionlessly.
Naturally, he would not touch Cripple Pao.
His goal was to subdue high-level troops and level up by fighting the devils.
"Look at the crooked machine gun in his hand and the grenade launcher in Boss TinyMeatball's hand."
"These were all seized by us when we fought the devils."
"I am a monk of Qingliang Temple. I was imprisoned by the devils of the reconnaissance camp. It was Boss Lianpu who saved me."
"They are all real men who kill the devils. Come and kill the devils with us."
Hearing Cripple Pao's tragic cries, it was as if he was about to be killed by them.
Monk Wei couldn't help but say,
I fought three small battles with Lianpu
In addition to enjoying the addition of strong soldiers and strong horses,
The application of tactics and machine guns and rifles has greatly broadened Monk Wei's horizons.
Monk Wei was especially excited about the huge harvest after cleaning up the battlefield.
Boss Lianpu promised to give him a machine gun if he dropped any more bad stuff.
Monk Wei only wants to save his abbot and follow Lianpu to continue fighting the devils.
"Kill my ass, don't say you're bandits!"
"Even if it's not bandits but monks, our 8th Route Army still has discipline."
"Do you understand discipline?"
"Discipline is iron, discipline is steel, discipline.。”
Cripple Pao suddenly froze.
The young man suddenly took a few backpacks.
All the items inside were poured onto the ground.
Rifle/Ammo/Rations/Helmet/Leather Boots/Handgun
Cripple Pao naturally knew the goods.
And two more powerful Type 38 rifles
Especially the bullets, they piled up like a golden hill.
I didn't expect a three-man team to have so many weapons and ammunition.
No, almost a platoon of soldiers.
A platoon doesn't seem to have so much ammunition and such high-quality equipment.
Although the Eighth Route Army is full of heroes
However, it is common for three to five people to use a broken gun.
If the weapons couldn't keep up, it would be difficult to increase their combat strength immediately.
"Monk Wei, put him down."
"Cut the crap. Kill the Japanese with us once and we'll let you use the grenade launcher."
" We will provide you with 14 more 50mm shells."
" Every time you kill three Japanese soldiers, you can pick one of the rifles here."
" Kill 50 of them and I'll give you this bastard for free."
"Kill 100 Japanese and I'll give you this grenade launcher for free."
"But no matter how many devils you kill, cleaning up the battlefield has nothing to do with you."
"How about it? Do you dare to break the discipline of the Eighth Route Army and fight with me?"
He could see clearly from the side that although this fellow was making a solemn vow,
But out of the corner of my eye, I look at the crooked grenade launcher
God knows how much saliva this guy secretly swallowed
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