Anti-Japanese starts with a bright sword

Healthy diet and reasonable work and rest,

Far can be worry-free, near can be disease-free,

Infectious diseases affect everyone,

Don't laugh, don't take chances,

Together to guard against danger and heart to heart,

Let's work together to overcome difficulties..."

Song Lingyun was talking, when he was interrupted by Li Yunlong: "Stop, stop! I told you to go play wild, why are you talking so much nonsense? It's like an old monk chanting scriptures, hurry up!"

"Yes!" Song Lingyun responded quickly.

He thought in his heart that soon a monk would come to the independent group.

However, this monk is not a serious monk, but a wine and meat monk.

Well, since the head of the group said that they want to hunt wild game, there should be no bats in the ice and snow.

Even in this era, it is estimated that few people would die to eat this stuff.

Hitting a rabbit or pheasant is still possible.

However, although Song Lingyun's marksmanship was accurate, it was not so easy to find the prey.

So he decided to go straight to town and buy a chicken and come back.

Domesticated, safe!

And, it's easy, anyway, when Captain Li ate it, it must have been a hairless chicken.

He didn't even know what kind of chicken it was!

So, Song Lingyun changed his clothes, took his weapons and equipment, and went to the town to buy chickens.

Moreover, it was still on foot, and it was not easy for Song Lingyun to borrow the horses for the communication class.

Otherwise, when people ask him what he is doing, it is hard to say, so as not to spread it to Li Yunlong's ears. .

ps: Everyone, take care and be safe!

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Chapter 80 The Political Commissar Comes

There is such a lyric that the first snow in 2002 came later than before.

Song Lingyun felt that the temperature in this year would be colder than that in later generations.

Even though he had put on cotton-padded clothes and cotton-padded shoes and was still walking, he still felt cold and windy.

The most embarrassing thing was that not long after he set off, snowflakes fell in the sky.

"It's really cold!" Song Lingyun said to himself.

After walking for a while, Song Lingyun put the gun on his back and rubbed his hands together to feel warmer.

He took off the cotton hat on his head and patted off the snow on it.

Then, Song Lingyun continued to move forward, he thought in his heart.

If you want to go hunting in this kind of weather, the possibility of being able to hunt will be very low. No animals will come out to look for food in snowy days.

Fortunately, I am smart, so I went directly to the town to buy it.

"boom!"

While walking on the road, Song Lingyun suddenly heard a gunshot coming from a distance.

He immediately entered a state of alert, took the gun on his shoulder in his hand, and quickly ran towards the direction of the gunshots, leaving a string of footprints on the snow.

"Bang! Bang! Bang...!"

When Song Lingyun was running forward, there were gunshots again.

He ran behind a big rock, looked forward, and found a person running towards this side.

It's a pity that the distance is a bit far, and Song Lingyun can only vaguely see a figure.

Behind this person, there is a large group of people chasing him.

When people ran closer, Song Lingyun could see it more clearly.

The man running in front, after shooting a few shots in the back, probably had no bullets in the gun, so he threw away the gun in his hand and ran forward with all his strength.

Those who pursued from behind shot while chasing.

Moreover, the distance between the pursuers and the fleeing person in front has been continuously shortened.

"This man is not a monk, is he?"

Such an idea suddenly flashed in Song Lingyun's mind.

If this person is a monk, then political commissar Zhao must be nearby.

However, it doesn't matter whether this person is a monk or not, and whether Political Commissar Zhao is nearby.

Song Lingyun is planning to make a move!

"boom!"

Just as Song Lingyun was aiming and preparing to shoot, there was a sudden gunshot below.

Immediately afterwards, one person fell down among the chasing crowd.

"boom!"

Song Lingyun was not disturbed by the gunshot, he still pulled the trigger calmly.

The [-]-meter headshot kill skill is launched!

"puff!"

In the next second, the bullet hit the target's head.

In an instant, the enemy's head burst like a watermelon.

System prompt: kill an ordinary Japanese soldier.Rewards: 30 shooting experience points, 6.5 10mm bullets, 1 canned beer.

Song Lingyun glanced at the virtual screen, wanting to see what kind of enemy it was.

The fact that the enemy was a little devil did not attract Song Lingyun's special attention. What surprised him most was that the little devil he killed burst out a can of beer.

Does this can of beer have any special function?

However, Song Lingyun didn't care about it at this time.

He continued to shoot at the kid in front of him.

"bang bang bang"

Several shots in a row, the gun hits the target!

After being killed several people in a row, the little devil who was chasing after him began to hesitate.

After chasing for a certain distance, they were worried that there might be an ambush, so they stopped pursuing.

At the same time, Zhao Gang and a correspondent were talking at the foot of the mountain.

"Listen carefully, where did the gunshot come from?" Zhao Gang asked.

"Political Commissar Zhao, it seems to have come from our mountain." The correspondent said.

Zhao Gang pricked up his ears to listen, nodded and said, "It is very likely that it is a friendly army, but we still have to be careful later, and continue to wait for that person to come here now."

"Yes!" The correspondent replied.

At the same time, Zhao Gang also sighed in his heart, this man's marksmanship is really good.

Zhao Gang's own marksmanship is also very accurate, but if you compare him with this person.

He is willing to bow down and thinks he is inferior.

After Song Lingyun saw the little devil retreat, he came down from the big rock.

When he got down, he realized that this place turned out to be a cliff-like place.

After going around in a circle, he found the way down, and when he came down, he saw two horses there.

In front of the two horses, there were two other people, one of them was facing him, and when he saw Song Lingyun appearing, he immediately raised his gun.

Another person is still looking forward.

"Political Commissar, someone is coming behind us." The correspondent whispered to Zhao Gang.

"Who?" Zhao Gang asked.

He turned around and saw a man dressed in common people's clothes coming from behind, holding a big [-] cap in his hand, walking towards this side.

"This should be the one who shot just now." Zhao Gang thought to himself.

"Friend, we are the Eighth Route Army, may I ask who you are?" Zhao Gang said loudly.

Hearing that they were the Eighth Route Army, Song Lingyun smiled and said, "Comrade, I am also the Eighth Route Army. Which part do you belong to?"

"Political commissar, he is also our comrade." The correspondent said excitedly.

"Hmm." Zhao Gang nodded and said, "Comrade, we belong to the Independent Regiment of the Eighth Route Army. What about you?"

"Independence Corps?"

Song Lingyun's heart moved, he knew all the members of the independent group, but he had never seen these two people before him.

Then, it should be Commissar Zhao without a doubt.

However, the play that should be done, it still has to be done.

"I'm also from the Independent Regiment, and I'm the guard of Regiment Leader Li." Song Lingyun said, "How dare you two pretend to be members of our Independent Regiment?"

As he spoke, Song Lingyun raised the gun in his hand.

"Comrade! We are really an independent regiment."

Before Zhao Gang could speak, the correspondent quickly explained: "This is Commissar Zhao who went to our independent regiment to take up the post."

"Comrade!" Zhao Gang also said, "I am Zhao Gang, and I was ordered by the headquarters to serve as the political commissar of the Independence Group."

"Then how do I know if you are real?" Song Lingyun asked.

To act in a play is to do a full set, and Song Lingyun wants to leave a good impression in front of Political Commissar Zhao.

"Come here, I'll show you the transfer order." Zhao Gang said.

"Okay, don't play any tricks." Song Lingyun walked over.

Just as Song Lingyun walked over, the person they rescued also ran over, but fell to the ground after not running a few steps.

"Come on, let me show you the transfer order." Zhao Gang handed the transfer order to Song Lingyun, and then said, "Let's go to save people quickly."

Song Lingyun looked at the transfer order, and it turned out that it was Zhao Gang who was sent by the headquarters to serve as the political commissar of the independent regiment.

He returned the transfer order to the correspondent on the side, and followed Zhao Gang's pace to rescue the monk who had fallen to the ground. .

ps: Happy New Year everyone!Come on, Wuhan!

Chapter 81

After Zhao Gang passed by, he first checked the monk's breathing.

"It seems that I am not breathing!" Zhao Gang said.

Hearing Zhao Gang's words, Song Lingyun was shocked immediately.

The first thought in his mind was that it wouldn't be because he came to this world that the butterfly effect caused the monk to appear directly.

Song Lingyun hurried over to take a look, the face of the person lying on the ground was very familiar, it was Monk Wei.

He quickly said to Zhao Gang: "Commander Zhao, checking breathing may not be accurate, check to see if there is still a heartbeat."

"En." Zhao Gang nodded in response.

Then, Zhao Gang immediately checked the monk's pulse and said, "There is still a heartbeat, and he is not dead."