The reason why Li Yun Long sent Monk Wei away was that he was worried that it would cause a misunderstanding.
They were worried that the strange person would shoot them from afar without even having the chance to talk when he saw that they had too many people!
It was true that Monk Wei was an expert. In terms of martial arts, he could easily take on more than ten ordinary people.
However, the pervert they encountered this time had such strong combat strength and good marksmanship. It was useless for Monk Wei to follow him!
Therefore, Li Yunlong planned to go alone. Facing such a pervert, it would be meaningless even if he brought the entire platoon of guards.
He killed a child with one shot.
If not a single one was left, it would be a blessing or a curse that could not be avoided.
If it was a disaster, he would bear it alone!
At least one death was better than a group of deaths.
He quickly approached the village on a mountain road that was about three kilometers long…
He ran like a dog chasing a rabbit. He was anxious…
His heart was bleeding when he saw the other party carrying more than a dozen Type 38 rifles into the village.
If this continued, it wouldn't be long before the crooked machine gun would be carried back…
Indeed.
If Lin Dong hadn't weighed the Type 92 machine gun in his hand and realized that it was a little too heavy, he would have already carried it back to the village.
Although the body he had transmigrated to was a farmer, he had the strength to carry a machine gun back to the village.
However, this distance was 800 meters, close to 1 kilometer. If he carried it back, his shoulders would be in a lot of trouble…
When the Japanese were on their way, they would always carry this thing, so he planned to wait for the villagers to come back later and find someone to carry it back.
In fact, he didn't even need to get the other silly kids in the village to carry it back.
Therefore, he picked up the rifles first, hung a dozen of them on his shoulder at a time, and carried them into the village…
As for the ammunition brought by the Japanese, he would wait for the villagers to return and give it to them.
He first collected these rifles and did what he could.
Furthermore, Lin Dong was still thinking about a problem. When the old village chief returned, how would he explain the situation here?
Damn it! He had a headache!
He wondered if the old village chief would believe that he was sent by the heavens to save the common people.
Or could it be…
When the villagers were about to return, he would put away his combat uniform and say that he did not know what was going on.
When he saw them, they were already like this. The Japanese team was all dead and there were guns on the ground. He started to pick them up.
He would continue to be a hidden expert.
Hmm, this seemed to be better. After a few more days of wretched development, he would raise his spear technique proficiency to the best, then his fighting proficiency to the best, and his throwing proficiency to the best.
When that time came, he would leave the small mountain village and take the initiative to settle scores with the Japanese. He would attack the city and seize the land, take back the great land of China, and chase the Japanese out.
Let these bastards pay with their blood.
Just as Lin Dong felt that this was a more appropriate approach, he stopped in his tracks. Just as he turned his head, he noticed something out of the corner of his eye.
He stopped in his tracks and looked southwest. About one and a half kilometers away, a gray figure was running toward him…
Eighth Route Army uniform?
Lin Dong recognized it at first glance. It was a gray military uniform, and he was too familiar with it as he frequently watched dramas.
He raised his sniper rifle and used the scope as a telescope to look over.
"F * ck!"
The next moment, the corners of his mouth twitched.
He recognized Li Yunlong!
In the War of Resistance, Li Yunlong, the commander of the 386th Brigade Independent Regiment of the 129th Division.
The Eighth Route Army had a long face and yellow teeth.
At this moment, Lin Dong understood that he had indeed transmigrated to a world of war.
"Ah…"
He smiled. Li Yunlong was a fierce general he liked. He was not afraid when he met the Japanese. He was indifferent to life and death. If he was not convinced, he would fight!
This fellow was manly enough, and he was also very slippery. He had many cunning ideas.
“？？”
Lin Dong suddenly had an idea. He had transmigrated to this place, so of course, he wanted to fight the Japanese.
Since he had met Li Yunlong, he might as well join his independent regiment and fight the Japanese together. It was better than being alone. At least he had a group and someone to serve him.
Moreover, he could also use this opportunity to leave the village. He did not have to wait for the old village chief to return and explain.
However, he had to plan how to add them.
Lin Dong knew very well that if he joined the army, he would have to abide by their rules and regulations no matter which army he was in.
It was a soldier's duty to obey orders.
Therefore, the higher the rank, the greater the pressure.
However, he did not like to be restrained. It would be fine if he was of one mind and fought the Japanese in the same way.
If there was a difference of opinion and he was forced to obey, Lin Dong could not accept it.
Therefore, joining the Eighth Route was not a wise move.
Therefore, he had to think of a wise move!
Lin Dong had the opportunity to come to this world, and his goal was to fight the Japanese and drive them out of China.
It was not for anyone.
As a transmigrator, Lin Dong had his own pride. His life was his own, not anyone else's.
Many thoughts flashed through his mind.
Soon, he had a preliminary idea. There were too many restrictions, but cooperation could be considered.
Then…he had to think about how to cooperate…
Various plans flashed through Lin Dong's mind, and he did not stand there foolishly. Instead, he continued to think as he continued to do what he had done before...
He picked up the Type 38 rifles, hung them on his shoulders, and carried them into the village…
He pretended that he did not see Li Yunlong and was perfecting a plan in his heart…
……
Li Yunlong slowed down when he was about one kilometer away.
He was worried that the other party would notice and misunderstand.
After observing for a while, the other party did not seem to have discovered him. He continued to approach a little closer. When he was about seven to eight hundred meters away, he waved his hand and shouted hello…
"Hey, brother…"
When Lin Dong heard the shout, he turned his head to look in Li Yunlong's direction, as if he had just noticed something.
Then, he raised his sniper rifle and aimed it at Li Yunlong, as if he was dealing with an enemy.
Li Yunlong was so frightened that he raised his hand high and shouted,""Brother, don't do it. Don't shoot. We're all on the same side. I'm also fighting the Japanese…"
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The kind that would roll around on the ground and beg, and would not get up without support…
The data was not ideal. The big shots should support it. Such data made Xiao Mo wonder if he should continue writing…
Big shots, please give me more support. Flowers, monthly votes, evaluation votes, throw more over…
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