I shoot one at a time in the fight against Japan

Why did the villagers call them little devils when they saw them?

What do you mean?

Are they that much like little devils?

Liu Zhihui stepped forward quickly, stopped two elderly people who were slightly older, and asked, "Hello, old people. We are not Japanese. We are the National Revolutionary Army. My name is Liu Zhihui."

"Aren't you Japanese?" the old villager looked at Liu Zhihui and asked.

"No, we are the National Revolutionary Army. Our battalion was ordered to go to Hutou Mountain to wipe out the Communist bandits. I also ask the old man to show us the way." Liu Zhihui said very politely.

"What? Are you going to destroy the Eighth Route Army?" The old villager's eyes widened when he heard Liu Zhihui's words.

"Yes, we were ordered to eliminate the Communist bandits." Liu Zhihui communicated with the villagers very politely.

"Bah!" The old villager spat at Liu Zhihui directly: "You can't destroy the Eighth Route Army, if they were here, oh, we were killed by the Japanese long ago, and the reason why we can survive here is entirely due to the Eighth Route Army , What did your national army do? You want to wipe out the Eighth Route Army as soon as it arrives?"

"Old man?" Liu Zhihui's deputy battalion commander wanted to attack the old villager, but was stopped by Liu Zhihui.

"Old man, we have been fighting against Japan all the time. We may have neglected you. We are now being ordered to wipe out the Communist bandits. Zhihui will give everyone a good explanation." Liu Zhihui responded.

"Bah, explain, explain what? Don't your national army always pat your ass and leave? And where are you when we need you? Where are you when our compatriots are being killed?"

"When we needed it, you didn't show up, but the Eighth Route Army appeared in our hearts, helping us fight off the little devils, guarding our place, and giving us a place to live here. How about you? What did you do?"

The old villager became more and more excited as he talked, and continued to spray Liu Zhihui.

"Old man, you have to be careful, don't be the battalion commander to us..." the deputy battalion commander hurriedly reminded the old man when he saw that the old man was about to move towards the battalion commander.

"It doesn't matter." Liu Zhihui listened to the old villager's words, every sentence pierced his heart, and then saluted the old villager: "I'm sorry old man, I'm sorry fellow villagers, we came late and failed to let everyone live a stable life."

"Camp, us?" the deputy battalion commander asked in a low voice.

"Let's go." Liu Zhihui was so ashamed that he could only lead the troops to move forward.

Then after Liu Zhihui and others left.

The villagers all ran back and asked the old villagers with concern, especially if they were beaten, or what was the purpose of those people?

In the end, the old man responded that they were not beaten, nor were they embarrassed. The national army was just asking for directions, which surprised them somewhat, and they didn't want the style of the national army at all.

......

It was getting dark.

"Ying Zuo, should we continue to move forward? It is very bad for us to discredit the progress." The deputy battalion commander responded.

"Okay, tell the others to stop and set up camp immediately." Liu Zhihui ordered his subordinates to stop and set up camp immediately, and set off after dawn: "Communication soldiers."

"Here, camp." The communications soldier shouted quickly.

"Company Commander Wang and the others haven't contacted them yet?" Liu Zhihui was very concerned about Wang Tian's whereabouts. If anything happened, it would be a bad start.

"Report, Camp, Company Commander Wang and the others are temporarily unavailable, but we can contact the brigade headquarters." The communications soldier responded.

"Report the situation to the brigade headquarters, saying that our two companies have lost contact and are very likely to be tricked by the Communist bandits." Liu Zhihui immediately ordered the communications corps to contact the brigade headquarters: "At the same time, ask the brigade to send troops to help."

"Yes, I'll contact the brigade headquarters immediately." The communications soldier responded quickly.

Soon.

The communications corps reported the situation to Liu Zhihui. The brigade headquarters was already mobilizing other battalions for support. They hoped to be able to support them, so they must remain calm enough.

The night was getting darker.

Liu Zhihui was studying the map at the temporary command post. No matter what, he would find the base of the Communist bandits tomorrow. Moreover, although Hutou Mountain was large, the strength of a regiment of garrison troops still had a large target.

Liu Zhihui believes that it must not be like today, otherwise there will be tactics or wrong arrangements for personnel.

"Don't move." Just when Liu Zhihui thought of a way, several people suddenly rushed in in the command room of the temporary war room, and the weapons and equipment used by each of them were very strange.

Liu Zhihui wanted to react quickly and draw his gun to fight back, but the moment he drew the gun, the dark and cold muzzle said to him: "Don't move around, otherwise the bullet will have no eyes, don't blame me if you lose your life!"

Chapter 225 An Unforgettable Shame

"Come on, come on!"

Liu Zhihui shouted quickly, because his troops were nearby, and he should be able to hear him.

"Liu Yingchang, you don't have to shout, they can't hear you at all." The man who pointed the gun at Liu Zhihui raised a smug smile.

"You..." Liu Zhihui frowned. Hearing what these people said, his people might have been killed.

"Liu Battalion Commander, don't move around. My gun went off. You can't blame me for hurting you." The person pointing at Liu Zhihui responded with a smile, and then handed over the gun in Liu Zhihui's hand.

"Who are you?" Liu Zhihui really wanted to know who these people were, but judging from their weapons and equipment, they shouldn't be Communists, right?

Communist bandits shouldn't have such good weapons.

Is it a robber?

"It doesn't matter who we are, what matters is that someone wants to see you." The man who pointed the gun at Liu Zhihui retracted the gun, and then occupied the door.

"Hahaha....."

At this moment, a burst of hearty laughter came from outside the military tent.

This laughter seemed familiar, where did I hear it?

"Brother?" Liu Zhihui shouted loudly when he saw the man's face.

"Zhihui, how's it going? How about my special forces team? Take down all your people quietly." Zhou Weiguo said with a very proud smile.

"Brother, why did you join the Communist Party?" Liu Zhihui looked at his brother Zhou Weiguo and asked curiously.

"What are the communists and not the bandits? We are a serious army. We serve the country and the people equally. We fight bloody battles on the front line against the enemy. What sense of superiority does your national army have?" Zhou Weiguo was very dissatisfied with his younger brother Liu Zhihui's appellation of the party .

"No brother, when will you join the Eighth Route Army?" Liu Zhihui changed his tune.

"As long as it's a troop that fights devils, it's the same wherever I am. I don't care about anything. I have only one purpose, and that is to fight the little devils and drive them out of China."

"Brother is very ambitious, as a Chinese man, it should be like this."

"How is it? Is my special team Niubi? I will clean up all of your people at once."

"My brother's special forces team is very powerful, maybe it is the special forces team that has become famous in Laiyang County recently?"

"That's right, it's great, right?"