Anti-Japanese War Korean Crazy

The reason why I said it was once again was because during the exchange of fire with the Japanese army just now, Han Feng felt a light flashing in the middle of his team many times.

The Japanese army was so defeated that Han Feng couldn't find any heads.

Han Feng walked towards the direction where the light flashed.

The light seemed to flicker again, click——

Han Feng frowned, and just happened to meet Sun Desheng who was covered in blood. Seeing that this guy was about to enter the battlefield again with an excited face, Han Feng pressed his shoulder and said, "Give the recruits a little Chances are, there are not a few devils left, let them also practice their hands, and we will be responsible for covering it."

"Hey, leader, I'm enjoying the killing, if you didn't say this, I really didn't remember it."

Han Feng said: "Let's not talk about that for now, grandson, have you noticed that there is always a flash of light not far away, what's going on?"

Han Feng didn't think anyone would carry a flash bomb in such a war, and the flash bomb was definitely more than that.

Sun Desheng was startled, came back to his senses, and said with a smile: "Oh, that's the reporter sent by the headquarters, and they're shooting the scene of our battle with a camera!"

"I noticed that light early in the morning. Could it be that this reporter has been filming since the beginning of our battle?" Han Feng asked.

"En." Sun Desheng responded.

Han Feng said angrily: "Damn, this idiot, he wants to die? Guns don't have eyes, but it doesn't matter if he is a soldier or a reporter, Lao Sun, go and tell him immediately and tell him to go back to the rear. This battlefield is not a place for journalists."

Sun Desheng scratched his head in embarrassment, "Well, commander, you'd better go by yourself, I have to cover those little bastards in our camp!"

After finishing speaking, Sun Desheng disappeared into the battlefield in a blink of an eye.

Of course, this was not Sun Desheng's disobedience, so Han Feng had no choice but to quickly run towards the direction where the light was shining again.

The figure appeared, although it was blurry, it really seemed to be holding a camera to shoot around.

The soldiers and the remaining Japanese troops were even fighting not far from him.

A reporter who didn't even have a gun in his hand could die almost at any time in such an environment.

Han Feng even wondered how lucky this guy must be to be able to live till now?

A ghost seemed to have his eye on the reporter, as if attracted by the flash of a camera shutter, he rushed towards the reporter.

"what--"

When the reporter spoke, Han Feng was slightly taken aback. It seemed to be a woman's voice?

Before he had time to think, the distance was too far, Han Feng instantly raised the Browning on his waist, and shot down the devil who was rushing towards Ji Ji.

Running over in two or three steps, Han Feng snatched the camera from the reporter, "Damn it, you bastard, don't die..." He was about to curse, but in an instant he saw the smiling face At that moment, the sound stopped abruptly.

Han Feng's eyes widened instantly, even though the person in front of him was wearing a plain military uniform, he still recognized her at a glance——

"Tian Yu? How could it be you?"

"Han Feng! So it was you who saved me again!" The two finally met. Tian Yu, who had been looking forward to this scene for a long time, smiled knowingly. The smile was beautiful, even though the moonlight was hazy...

983 Worries at the end

To be honest, Han Feng was very surprised at the moment. He thought a lot at this moment. No wonder Sun Desheng's words were so strange before. Before leaving, Old Xu's words made him even more confused. The reporter turned out to be Tian Yu, so everything made sense.

The two had already been friends with an open heart through letters, and after experiencing many things in the future, that's all.

"Tian Yu, aren't you in the hospital? Why are you still here after becoming a reporter again?" Han Feng was puzzled by this. He never thought that the two would meet again in this way. in such a location.

Tian Yu smiled and explained: "Didn't you tell me before? I also figured it out. Being a nurse in the rear area can naturally make a contribution to the revolutionary cause, but it's just too safe.

Although my father and mother always want me to be an obedient daughter, although I really do so in my heart, I don't want to be like that.

I think life should be as gorgeous as summer flowers, and the revolutionary cause should be vigorous. If I don’t go to the front line and feel the heat of fire and the cruelty of war, I think I will not be reconciled after all.

So I finally chose to be a reporter, a reporter from our base area.

Duan Peng and the others went back and were highly commended by the headquarters.

I learned a lot from them about you and the stories of the soldiers of the Far East Regiment who fought against the Japanese and puppet troops in such a difficult environment in the Northeast. I think these stories are so wonderful that they should never be buried here piece of land.

I also know that the power of propaganda against the situation of the war is more needed here, so I applied to the headquarters. "

"So that's how it is, you girl!"

Han Feng sighed, he understood the ins and outs, he was random and helpless, the letter he wrote to Tian Yu at that time was just to encourage her, women can also be independent, and pursue their own ideals and revolutionary cause and go forward courageously.

How could I have thought of causing today's situation.

Shaking his head and dismissing these complicated thoughts, Han Feng said: "Even if you are a reporter, you are not like you. If it were someone else, I would have been scolded by me, so hurry up and stay in the rear!"

Tian Yu said: "No, as a qualified reporter, I must take first-hand photos of the front line, so that after the article is published, it will be more convincing and authentic."

"Leave the camera and I'll take pictures for you. This place is too dangerous."

"No, no one knows better than me what kind of material needs to be photographed." Tian Yu said stubbornly.

Han Feng: "..."

There was really nothing to do with Tian Yu, so he had to say: "Forget it, forget it, the battle is almost over anyway, so follow me closely."

"Hee hee, good!" The little girl jumped up and took the camera from Han Feng again.

……

The final battle also ended quickly, ending with the surrender of most of the puppet army's crusade group and the death of all the Shimao governance brigade.

"Captain."

"Captain—"

"Commander, this battle was really fun. We wiped out a brigade of the Japanese army, and captured most of the puppet troops. It's been a long time since we fought such a hearty battle. This is the fucking Kwantung Army Ah!" Dong Chenghai sighed.

"What kind of shit Kwantung Army is like mud in front of us." The monk laughed.

"What is the specific situation of the puppet army?"

"Seven to 800 people surrendered. We seized all the guns, and they were guarded by our soldiers right in front. Don't worry, commander, these two devils really have no backbone at all. Seeing the devils being wiped out, almost Yes, I obediently handed over the gun in my hand."

Sun Desheng said: "But it's not convenient for us to bring so many puppet troops, why don't we kill them all?"

Zhao Feihu: "..."

After all, not so long ago, they had the same roots, so it was a bit embarrassing.

Xu Zilin said: "Old Sun, don't talk nonsense, you have forgotten the discipline of the Eighth Route Army, we treat prisoners preferentially, and those who choose to surrender are not allowed to be killed."