Anti-Japanese War Korean Crazy

"Hahahaha, you are quite enlightened, kid. That's what I mean, you just let go and make trouble. If something happens, I will spit and nail it for you."

Li Yunlong vowed, but he will regret it in the near future, and he almost regrets it. If he knew that Han Feng, who only has a number of more than 20 people, could make such a fuss, he would even startle the entire northwest of Shanxi and beat him to death. It is impossible for him to make today's promise.

It's a pity that it was too late to say anything. A few days later, when Han Feng led the commando to Xiaofeng Town again and found Zhen Puzhong, a big net that would cause a huge storm slowly spread across The entire northwest of Shanxi quietly opened

Of course, before that, our eyes should also focus on the two newcomers of the commando team, Wang Xikui and Wang Gensheng.

In fact, Han Feng lied to Li Yunlong. He didn't know Wang Gensheng and Wang Xikui recently, so he knew their strengths.

But long before his soul pierced through the bright sword, Han Feng knew that the three flesh-and-blood fighters with the same surname in the bright sword could be said to be an indispensable part of the many wonderful things of the bright sword by virtue of their skills.

Wang Chengzhu, Wang Gensheng, Wang Xikui.

Wang Chengzhu is a gunner, and he is very good at playing mortars. In the original history of Liangjian, he destroyed the headquarters of the Sakata Regiment with one shot in the Battle of Cangyunling. Although he became famous in the first battle, he was hit by a stray bullet immediately. Sacrifice is truly epic.

Wang Gensheng is a grenade thrower. When the grenade is in his hand, it seems that he has eyes. The accuracy of the throwing is shocking. From a distance of more than ten meters, he can even put the grenade down the machine gun hole of the Devil's turret. Throw it in, and fight bravely. He is also an amazing true warrior.

As for the last Wang Xikui, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a sharpshooter. With one-handed marksmanship, the number of devils who died in his hands may have exceeded a hundred. Later, during the Japanese army's winter raids, he retreated to cover Li Yunlong and Monk Wei, fighting to the death After the Japanese army ran out of ammunition and food, they were besieged by more than a dozen devils and fought hard, and finally died heroically.

Han Feng has always admired the three kings, especially their respective abilities, so after the establishment of the commando team, he has been thinking about bringing all the three kings into the commando team, and this time it finally came true.

But when the three kings met, they were all stunned.

These three people are really not relatives, no one would have expected that they have the same surname, and now they joined the commando team to fight devils.

Han Feng said: "Zhuzi, you are an old man in the commando team, so please take care of your two brothers in the future!"

Wang Chengzhu said happily: "Third brother, don't worry, our commandos are all brothers, let alone my family."

147 Mix in

For Wang Xikui and Wang Gensheng, they were suddenly transferred to the commando team, everything was inexplicable mixed with curiosity.

The commando team was established not long ago. Before the commando team was established, although the special training team and the commando platoon had won many battles, they were all limited to small fights within the new regiment, so there were no big troubles outside. reputation.

Then Wang Xikui and Wang Gensheng had never heard of the existence of the commando, so it was perfectly normal.

It's just that when the 24 members of the commando stood neatly in a row, Wang Xikui and Wang Gensheng were immediately surprised by their plump mental outlook.

Especially the dazzling array of equipment of the members of the special training team, Wang Xikui and Wang Gensheng were a little dazzled while looking at it with envy.

Wang Xikui and Wang Gensheng are not recruits who have never seen the world. They still know the submachine gun and the little devil's melon grenade.

The two were a little shocked. The equipment of the commando team members was really excellent. Compared with their soldiers made in Hanyang, who could only hold one shot and got stuck from time to time, the firepower equipment was not good at all. one level.

Han Feng said at this time: "Dazhi, put on the equipment of our commando team for the two newcomers."

When Zhu Dazhi delivered the submachine gun belonging to Wang Xikui and Wang Gensheng to them, they felt like they were dreaming.

Wang Xikui couldn't control his excitement while holding the submachine gun, "Captain, is the bullet tube enough?"

Han Feng smiled and said, "It's still possible to share a hundred rounds for each of you."

Wang Xikui was overjoyed, his marksmanship was excellent, and the biggest headache every time he was on the battlefield was that the bullets would run out quickly.

He even kept thinking that if there were enough bullets, he would have killed countless devils under his hands.

Just as Wang Gensheng was about to speak, Han Feng smiled at him and said, "Give Wang Gensheng six more grenades. His grenades can be thrown accurately, and the grenades can exert their greatest power in his hands."

Wang Gensheng was overjoyed immediately, and he was even more surprised that he was able to throw the grenade accurately. It was practiced by herding sheep and throwing stones when he was a child. Even the independent regiment didn't know many comrades. How could the commando captain know?

Of course Han Feng would not tell Wang Gensheng what he wanted to know.

The battle was so urgent that Han Feng didn't even have time to give Wang Gensheng and Wang Xikui time to familiarize themselves with the special forces.

He said to Wang Gensheng and Wang Xikui: "The commando team will take action in the next few days, so there is no time to give you two special training. Both of you are outstanding veterans of the independent regiment, so let's grow up by taking action together!"

Han Feng turned to Zhou Daniu and said, "Daniu, take care of the two of them, let's get ready to act!"

"Yes!"

Zhen Puzhong, the brigade commander of the Eighth Mixed Brigade in Wanjia Town, has not been able to sleep well for the past few days. He always felt that he was frightened by the group of Eighth Routes who suddenly attacked his bedroom that night.

After that incident ended, Zhen Puzhong managed to fool the Japanese, and immediately ordered his subordinates to strengthen vigilance for his own safety.

Originally, there were only a few people standing guard outside the house, but now a platoon of guards is placed directly on duty, in case of accidents.

"This time, don't even think about flying in with a mosquito!"

Zhen Puzhong thought this way, but he still felt uneasy when he was sleeping, "Damn it, it's just a few dirt roads. There are guard platoons and Japanese soldiers outside, so they don't want to come in." When sleeping at night, Zhen Puzhong muttered cursingly for a while, then slowly fell asleep in a daze.

But in the middle of the night, he woke up with a start, and when he opened his eyes, several figures were standing in front of his bed.

Zhen Puzhong was so frightened that he was about to cry. He knew that those grandpas had come again, and he didn't even have the courage to shout, because he knew very well that these people could walk into his bedroom without any hesitation, so he explained that the outside The guard platoon has been taken care of by them.

Zhou Daniu patted Zhen Puzhong's shoulder and laughed straight away: "I said, Lao Zhen, why do you arrange so many people outside? You don't need such a big battle to welcome us, right?"

Zhen Puzhong laughed and said: "What did the eighth brothers say? It's not to deal with you, it's just that the recent bandits are rampant. Brother, I'm just in case!"

Han Feng said: "Brigade Commander Zhen, the bandits don't have the courage to come directly to your brigade of the Imperial Association Army to attack you, Brigadier Zhen?"

"Hahaha, this, this"

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, Brigadier Zhen, let me tell you straight to the point this time, we came to find you on business." Han Feng stared into Zhen Puzhong's eyes by the light of the lit candle, Seeing that he was uncomfortable, he said.

Zhen Puzhong smiled wryly and said: "Brothers of the Eighth Route Army, when you came last time, I gave you all the equipment of the cavalry battalion and one battalion. If there is anything that can help, brothers will definitely not refuse, but my hand The brothers below also have to have something to eat, but I can’t give you the equipment anymore, otherwise the Japanese can’t explain it at all!”

Han Feng said: "Brigade Commander Zhen is too worried. We are not here to ask you for equipment."

Zhen Puzhong was taken aback for a moment, he thought to himself that these poor clanging earth roads did not come for his own equipment, which is a rare thing.

"Hey, as long as it's not equipment, it's easy to talk about. Brother Eighth Road, tell me, if you need help, just ask, as long as I, Zhen, can do it, I will definitely help you."

"Brigade Commander Zhen's words are profound and righteous, and they really touched my brother. Then I will say it clearly. Brigadier Zhen, I want to send a few brothers to follow you."

"This..." Zhen Puzhong was startled, and asked tentatively, "Brothers of the Eight Routes, are you preparing?"

"The truth that the more you know, the faster you die, you, Brigadier Zhen, should understand!"

"Yes Yes Yes!"

Zhen Puzhong laughed along, and didn't dare to ask any more, "Brother Eight, what do you need me to do?"

Han Feng said: "I will send ten brothers to your eighth mixed brigade, pretending to be the Imperial Army, and you tell your subordinates that they are newly recruited soldiers, and you don't have to ask what I need to do.

But there is one thing you, Brigadier Zhen, have memorized, the ten people sent are my brothers, Han Feng, if ten of them are in danger because of you, Brigadier Zhen, making trouble in the middle."

"Brother Han, don't worry, with me here, I will guarantee the safety of your brothers." Zhen Puzhong agreed, wiping the cold sweat from his brow. Although Han Feng spoke lightly, he carried a strong murderous aura. When Feng was talking, Zhen Puzhong always felt like he was facing a lunatic who might rush to kill him at any time.