They looked at Xu Zhigeng in shock. When did Xu Zhigeng become so powerful?
Even those sharpshooters couldn't compare to the platoon leader.
They swallowed their saliva. They were still unable to calm down from Xu Zhigeng's shock.
However, they were both shocked and happy.
"Hahaha, fighting with the platoon leader is so cool. I just killed a Japanese and only used three bullets.”
"Haha, I almost did. I used four bullets.”
"Haha, I only used two."
The three little soldiers smiled happily as they collected the supplies from the Japanese.
"This gun is really good.”
They weren't as professional as Xu Zhigeng, so they didn't adjust the gauge. However, they could still hit the Japanese at a close distance.
Zhao Xiong was very happy. He had just killed two Japanese, one shot each.
He was very excited. He knew that the reason why he was so accurate was because of this spear. It was not something that Hanyang could compare to.
The gun he used before was used by his senior. The rifling was old, and once it was far away, he could only rely on luck to hit it.
However, this gun could really hit wherever it was pointed at. It was too satisfying.
They finally understood why Zhang Wan and them were so excited that day. This thing was really extraordinary. If everyone had this gun, they wouldn't have to fear the Japanese at all.
Xu Zhigeng walked to the captain and took his pistol.
"Oh? Not bad."
This pistol could only be owned by a Japanese officer. He did not expect this team leader to have one too. It seemed that his identity was not ordinary.
He took off the two tortoiseshells and handed them to Zhao Xiong.
"Your performance this time was not bad. I will reward you with these two spears.”
Then, he put the gun on his waist in satisfaction.
When Zhao Xiong heard Xu Zhigeng's words, he quickly took it.
This was a good thing. Whoever had a turtle box would be awe-inspiring when they walked out. Others would be envious.
He almost drooled.
The few young soldiers around also looked at Zhao Xiong with envy. That was a shell gun, and only the officers had it.
Xu Zhigeng looked at them speechlessly.
"Useless fellows, I'll bring you guys some good guns to play with in the future. Alright, let's go.”
Xu Zhigeng led everyone away and continued to walk towards the Black Cloud Stronghold.
A long time after they left, a group of Japanese soldiers brought more than 20 puppet soldiers to the scene.
After seeing the corpses of the Japanese on the ground, the Japanese team leader was furious.
"Baka!"
"All of our people have been killed."
The team leader began to examine the corpse. After seeing the wounds on the corpse, they understood that they had been ambushed.
"Damn it."
The captain's eyes turned cold.
"It must be those bandits from the Black Cloud Stronghold. They are actually so bold.”
They had recently set up a fortress in this area to block the traffic.
This also affected the bandits of the Black Cloud Stronghold. They could not go out and rob.
They had fought with the bandits before and killed dozens of them. He felt that it must have been the bandits of the Black Cloud Stronghold who did it this time to take revenge on them.
However, they had no choice. Those bandits occupied the Black Cloud Stronghold. It was easy to defend and difficult to attack. Most importantly, there were quite a number of them.
They could only focus on dealing with the eight routes now and could not spare any effort to deal with the Black Cloud Stronghold.
"Bring the warriors of the Empire back, cremate them, and send them back to their homeland.”
When they realized that the person who was supposed to change shifts had not come, they knew that something must have happened. After checking, they realized that something had indeed happened.
"Looks like I have to request for more soldiers from the Empire to come over so that those bandits have nowhere to run.”
On the other side, after Xu Zhigeng and the others dealt with the devils, they finally arrived near the Black Cloud Stronghold.
The Black Cloud Stronghold was easy to defend and difficult to attack. There was only one exit, and there would usually be hidden sentries watching.
When Xu Zhigen and the others arrived, a few people immediately jumped out.
"Stop, what are you doing?”Two bandits wearing tiger hats crawled out from a hole at the side and aimed their guns at them.
Xu Zhigen smiled when he saw this.
"We are from the Eighth Route Army and we want to meet your Chief.”
After the two bandits saw their clothes, they put down their guns.
Their Chief had said that they couldn't touch the things of the Eighth Route.
"Wait a moment, we'll go and report.”
Soon, they returned.
"Platoon Leader Xu, the Chief has invited you."
The two bandits began to lead the way. They followed the path up and soon saw a city wall.
There were many people guarding the city wall.
Xu Zhigeng looked at the terrain briefly. This was simply a perfect place.
No wonder the Japanese didn't come to deal with them even after they robbed them of so many resources.
In the original novel, these bandits were killed by Li Yunlong in a few moves.
But now, it seemed that the bandits had no intention of fighting the 8th Route Army.
Otherwise, if there were a few machine guns in this place, even a regiment would not be able to take it down and would only suffer heavy losses.
It would be perfect if this place became his base in the future.
After passing through the city wall, there were many houses inside. At a glance, they could accommodate up to a thousand people.
Moreover, there was a lot of open space around it, and many houses could be built.
Moreover, there was a large open space on the back of the mountain, which was very flat.
After a brief consideration, he realized that as long as there were enough supplies, it was enough to accommodate tens of thousands of people, let alone thousands of people.
The more he looked, the more satisfied he was. He had to take down the Black Cloud Stronghold no matter what.
While they were thinking, they were brought to a courtyard.
There were already many people sitting in the courtyard. A bearded middle-aged man wearing a black round hat was sitting on a tiger-skin chair.
The people around them were either lying or sitting, and all of them had turtle boxes hanging from their waists.
The old man sitting on top was the leader of the Black Cloud Stronghold, Xie Baoqing. He was frowning.
"I don't think we've provoked the Eighth Route. Why are they looking for me?”
Xie Baoqing felt strange.
"Big brother, why did this Eighth Route suddenly come to our place? We didn't snatch anything from them.”The Second Leader said.
The Third Head frowned." I heard that the Japanese have been sweeping through the area recently. The Eighth Route is not doing well either. Could it be that they are here to join us?"”
The few of them started discussing.
At this moment, Xu Zhigeng walked in with four soldiers.
The moment they appeared, everyone's eyes lit up.
Each of them carried six or seven guns on their backs, and among them were the Japanese's three-eight big guns.
This three-eight big cover was a good thing.
Then, they saw the grenades hanging on their waists.
Each of them had five grenades.
Moreover, they saw the grenades used by the Japanese, which were more powerful than grenades.
Good stuff, all good stuff.
Their eyes were staring straight at him. Since when did the Eighth Route become so rich?
And the unknown guns on their backs seemed to be very high-grade.
However, Xie Baoqing did not pay attention to this. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Xu Zhigeng."Platoon Leader Xu, we have always minded our own business.”
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