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Everything happened to be ridiculous. Everyone on the scene was stunned. The people under the stage were silent. The Japanese machine gunners on the wall held the guns in a daze. The imperial concubine chin on the ground fell to the ground. Hashimoto on the stage. Daxie was also shocked, and the saber paused in the air.
Zhao Ziming couldn't see his eyes, his ears moved. He couldn't hear who the voice belonged to. He couldn't guess which hero was so heroic, and dared to rob the court under the eyes of the devil.
There was a pile of fire in the tent, and the smoke was soaring. The musicians sang the scorpion to brag, and the atmosphere created the majesty and excitement. They got the command, no matter what happened, the play could not stop, stop and kill.
Under the far wall, Ji Yugan and Guan Yu saw this scene far away. Ji was sour and slicked: "This is a forced one, you can play a hundred percent."
The whole audience was shocked. Only the old Chengtou knew what was going on. He pulled out the gun and shouted with a sorrowful tone: "Yue Wu Mu Xian Ling, kill the devil!"
As soon as the voice fell, Liu Yanzhi, who was in the fog, changed his hand and threw his hand at the javelin. The gun suddenly turned into a lightning bolt and penetrated the chest of the white shirt in Hashimoto’s big shirt, nailing him to the wood floor of the stage. On the top, the guns are still shaking.
The gendarmerie's army knife came out and flew in the air. I saw Yue Wumu's body shape and immediately went to the stage. He reached out and grabbed the saber. He made two knives on Zhao Ziming and the rope was broken.
The Japanese soldiers finally reacted. The guns aimed at the robbery field were about to fire. The old Cheng head had already stared at them. He fired the gun and the devils fell to the ground.
Juvenile Cheng Shouzhu thought that he was alone in the law court. I didn’t expect anyone to take the first step. He didn’t care much about it. He pulled the gun and started the fight. The Yue Wumu on the stage put Zhao’s commander in the crowd and shouted. Road: "Save people!"
Liu Yanzhi does not know Juvenile Cheng Bozhu, but he can guess that this person is the old Chengtou when he was young, and he gave Zhao Ziming to him, and he can let go of the daring to kill the devil.
In the fierce battle moment, there is no need for chilling and explanation. Cheng Bozhu took the hand of Zhao Ziming up: "Uncle, follow me!"
Hashimoto's big cockroach is still not dead. He was just nailed to the ground. He was still in a sigh of relief. He watched the city in a mess, and he arranged a lot of troops. He still couldn't defend the enemy. This breath could not be swallowed.
Other Japanese officers finally reacted. The machine guns on the wall began to fire. The unconstrained shots of the people watching the lively people, the large number of Japanese troops and the Huangxie army rushed out from the barracks. The four gates of Nantai were all closed. It is difficult to rob the court and go out of town.
There was a scream around the stage, and the people could be embarrassed. I wanted to see the beheading drama, but I became a ghost under the gun. The music of the troupe also stopped. Everyone fled, but the firepower on the wall was too fierce. The sly spectator was knocked down like a mowing.Liu Yanzhi was furious and took the city wall. He raised his saber and cut it to the left. He used the family knife of Hashimoto Otsuka. The orange pill with 200 years of history is extremely sharp, killing people without blood, and on the wall. The Japanese army was intensive, and the long guns could not be opened. The rise of Liu Yan’s straight cuts was like harvesting melons and cutting vegetables, and the head was born, and a bloody alley was killed.
When the machine guns on the wall stopped, the people’s living roads were there, and they fled the road, but the devils who came out of the barracks stopped them. The well-trained Japanese soldiers or half-baked or lying down, constantly pulling the bolts. When they fired, they couldn’t tell who was the anti-Japanese squad, but they couldn’t let go.
"Lying down, all lying down, don't run around." A man dressed as a farmer shouted loudly that he was the Eighth Route Army political commissar Ye Xuefeng, who specifically sneaked into Nantai to stop Cheng Shuozhu from doing something stupid. The development of the situation exceeded his estimate. I had to expose my identity to protect the people. Ye Xuefeng was also a sharpshooter. He shouted and shot and killed the Japanese captain who was commanding.
Liu Yanzhi cut down the Japanese soldiers on the south gate, and started to bonfire in front of heavy machine guns. The fierce bomb rain hit the ghosts in the city, and took advantage of this empty space. The old Chengtou rushed to the younger ones: "Get on the bus." !"
Juvenile Cheng Bozhu took Zhao Ziming to the car, Guan Yu opened the door early, and the two jumped into the car. Ji Yugan stepped on the accelerator and rushed out. After the old Chengtou Temple, he rushed to Ye Xuefeng and shouted: "Lead political commissar, scream!"
Ye Xuefeng responded very quickly. One step jumped onto the car pedal, and the hand-held speed machine leveled the sweep. Twenty bullets swept out the fan in an instant, knocking the road dog at the gate of the city, the car crashed open the railing, and went crazy on the dirt road. .
Liu Yanzhi finished the bullets. He wouldn’t operate the heavy machine guns. He couldn’t continue to hit the bullets. The devils took the opportunity to scream and kill. He looked around and took the melon grenades from the body and threw them out. The devil's ghost is crying, this is not enough, he jumped from the city, slammed into the long dress, and his mouth fell, and the oil on his face was spent, revealing his true colors.
A fierce white-blade battle started. The devils had a rib. They didn't realize what they had met. They still used the bayonet to blow the bayonet and use the bayonet to deal with Liu Yanzhi. It was simply a dish that was delivered to the door. There was no suspense in the victory. In a moment, the head is rolling.
The morale of the devils was completely disintegrated. As for the Emperor's Allied Forces, they couldn't hold the guns. The original cultural quality of eating grain as a soldier was low. Basically, it was mainly illiterate. Liu Yanzhi's appearance was supernatural, and the old Chengtou. That scorpion really made them think that Yue Wumu had gone down, and that the ordinary folks and the gods were fighting, isn’t that looking for death?
Liu Yanzhi hacked more than 50 devils, and the orange pill is very good. The moment of breaking the cervical vertebrae is very beautiful. The head is full of headless bodies wearing yellow robes, and he is white and blue. The costumes of the costumes also became Dahongpao. The county towns have not heard the gunshots, and the Japanese finally made
Now, the bullets are useless to this demon, and the great fear makes them lose the courage to continue fighting, all of them shivering in the corner.On the stage, Hashimoto’s big cockroach was still dead. He unknowingly twitched his legs. The godless eyes looked at the red scorpion god in front of him. He spit out a string of blood bubbles in his mouth and muttered, "Who are you?"
Liu Yanzhi did not answer, and his hand fell, and Hashimoto’s head went away. He was caught by him, and then flew away, and he walked away under the watchful eyes of thousands of eyes in the county.
The common people all squatted, and the Emperor's Allies also squatted, and they kept smashing their heads. Yue Feiyue Wu Muxianling rescued Zhao Shiling. This shows that Zhao’s life should not be killed. China should not die. The people of this incident add fuel to the story of Yue Wumu’s robbery in the shortest time. When it was passed to Chongqing, it has changed its taste. With the rumor, Yue Wumu became Zhao Zilong, but the main line of the story did not. Change, Chairman Jiang is a Christian believer. Naturally, he will not believe this rumor, but he understands the importance of propaganda and orders the propaganda department to adapt the story into a drama sing. This is not to mention.
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The car was flying on the dirt road. Ji Yugan quickly broke the throttle. From time to time, he looked nervously at the back window. The most worrying thing happened. The Japanese motorcycle team and the horse team did not appear.
The old Chengtou and Ye Xuefeng stood on the car pedals on both sides and armed with guns. They were sitting in the co-pilot position. Cheng Bozhu held oil bottles and cotton swabs to help Zhao Ziming wipe his eyes.
"Heroes, the helpless life does not thank you, useful when I am Zhao Ziming, the knife and the sea is a word." Zhao Shiling just climbed back from the ghost door, still no fear, greatly embarrassed.
Ye Xuefeng also asked: "Which part are you?"
Ji Yu said: "What part of the anti-Japanese, what?"
Guan Yu also said: "We are Chinese, this is enough."
Ye Xuefeng said: "I am Ye Xuefeng of the Jiangbei detachment of the Eighth Route Army. I am fortunate to have you, I have the opportunity to invite the Daqingshan base area to tell the story. I still have something to do, and Commander Zhao will hand it over to you, and take care of your uncle."
Zhao Ziming heard the voice of Ye Xuefeng and said: "When you go, I can't die, let's drink."
Ye Xuefeng endured forbearance and said: "Zi Ming, do you know what day is today?"
"Today is the day when Laozi beheaded, and it is also the day of Laozi’s new life."
"Today, Xiao Wei gave birth." Ye Xuefeng said, "You will raise your wounds and go back. I will go first." After jumping out of the galloping car, he strode forward.
Ji Yugan stopped his brakes and asked Zhao Ziming: "Where?"
Zhao Ziming stayed for a while, and the tiger came out with tears: "I am sorry for their mother."
Juvenile Cheng Bozhu said: "Uncle, I will pick up the scorpion and the baby, and let us continue to play in Japan."
The old Chengtou angered: "Crap! The eight roads are the right way."
Juvenile Cheng Bozhu looked at the old man obliquely, a look that was not convinced and did not dare to collide.
Zhao Ziming smiled and said: "The road leads to the sky, and each side goes, can you still have no awkward way to live, first look back at the 13th Army Command."The so-called Zhao commander is the self-proclaimed official title. Zhao Ziming is the commander of the thirteenth road of the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Army. His men are actually more than a dozen people, but in the surrounding area of Nantai, no one dares not to give him face. This time Escaped from the Japanese excuse, the prestige is even more like the sky, and the county town is equal to the dragon to the sea, out of control.
The county seat is the world of the Japanese. Outside the city is the site of the guerrillas. It is out of the road. There are fewer than fifty people. The devils are afraid to walk around. The fuel tank of the car bottoms out. Everyone abandoned the car and walked to the nearby area. The village, leaving only the juvenile Cheng Bozhu to meet Liu Yanzhi.
Half an hour later, Liu Yan straight arrived on the horse, still dressed in costumes, blood-dyed coats, tied to the first level of Hashimoto next to the saddle, waist-toothed Toyo knife, portable smashing the handle, mix and match the wind to make the juvenile Cheng Bozhu conquered, Immediately fell down: "Yue Grandpa, the little one gave you a hoe."
Liu Yan straight laughed: "Get up, lead the way."
The young man climbed up, stood upright, and took the reins with an endless pride, helping Yue Wumu to lead the horse, but the eight generations of repairs.
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