under fire

Chapter 570 Unusual Learning
No nation is monolithic, and nationality is always only the majority, not all.

Individual cases will always exist, after all, biological evolution is the process in which mutated individual cases become majority.

I don't know how long it has passed, the night is already deep, except for the sound from the ancestral hall, the small village is completely silent.

No one noticed that Hu Yi in the darkness was still tightly holding the shell gun in his hand. For that black shadow that suddenly appeared, what awaited him was the verdict of fate.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and it seemed that only a while later, the black shadow came out of the hut.

The muzzle of the gun in Hu Yi's hand was lowered, and slowly flashed out of the darkness: "Raise your hands!"

Hei Ying was taken aback and stammered: "Myself, my own people!"

The voice was weird, it was obvious that this guy was a devil!

The conversation was not loud, but it woke up the people in the room. Not long after, a man in disheveled clothes came out of the room.

"Hey, what are you doing? Put the gun away quickly."

He has to thank Hu Yi for studying at night without a bayonet!

The girl looked downcastly at Hu Yi who was sitting on the edge of the kang: "That guy is obviously a devil, who is his own?"

Hu Yi sat on the edge of the table, his tired face was full of complaints, and he was writing quickly in his notebook without saying a word.

"Oh, don't be angry. What does it matter if someone says a few words? Anyway, we don't know him."

Hu Yi's face was still very ugly, he squinted at the girl, and sighed: "I said, should you go back to your room to sleep?"

Seeing that Hu Yi finally spoke, the girl got excited: "Hey, this devil can be the Eighth Route Army? It's not the first time I've heard of it. Why are you embarrassed?"

"It's shameful to throw it at grandma's house, are you still laughing?" Hu Yi shook his head, he was scolded just now, and the guy he caught was indeed a Japanese, but he was an out-and-out Eighth Route Army!

For this reason, he was scolded by a certain chief who went into the mountain together, because that Eighth Road was extraordinary, and he was still a hero.

The devil named Akiyama who was captured on the plain was originally a sub-shooter with a machine gun. After being captured, the dozen or so devils who were captured with him committed suicide directly!And through the ideological work done by the Eight Routes, he understood the injustice of the Japanese aggression, and he often saw the atrocities of the Japanese army massacring Chinese soldiers and civilians.

When the devils carried out a comb-style sweep, the No. [-] battalion he was in was surrounded by the Japanese puppets. Seeing the enemy getting closer, there was no hope of breaking through.

Qiushan quietly found the machine gun shooter from the Eight Route Army, asked for the machine gun, and single-handedly ran out of the sorghum field with the machine gun in his hand and rushed to the team outside the encirclement: "Baga Yalu, die, die!"

The machine gun in his hand rang, and he charged at the puppet army at the front and swept away.

The puppet army rushing to the front was stunned. They didn't know how to annoy the imperial army?

After falling down, the puppet soldiers hurriedly rolled and crawled around, running faster than rabbits.

Seeing the Japanese soldiers in the back line dumbfounded, Akiyama was not soft on his hands. After changing the magazine, he fired directly at the devils. The devils in a squad were beaten to pieces by machine guns, and most of them were shot one after another.

The Eighth Route One Battalion following behind quickly roared out of the opened gap.

Akiyama broke the rear alone with a machine gun!

This is the ghost that Hu Yi almost killed should be called Balu: Akiyama Yoshinori.

After the two were severely reprimanded by the chief who heard the news and went out, they were ordered: no distinction between enemy and friend, each of them should write an inspection.

The girl smiled awkwardly: "Why don't I write your inspection for you?"

Hu Yi has black lines all over his head. You just said this after I finished the inspection: "Grandma, can you go back to sleep first?"

"Good fox, why don't you write it for me?"

There were footsteps outside the house, and Ma Liang lifted the curtain and came in: "Girl? Why are you still here?"

"I want you to take care of it!" After the girl finished speaking, she jumped off the kang and went directly to the next door. She shared the room with the second girl, Song Xiaoci.

"Brother, what are you doing, girl? What happened just now?"

"Eh, I caught a Japanese when I came out just now, but I didn't expect that guy to be Balu." Hu Yi hesitated.

"Japanese eight roads?" Ma Liang was stunned.

"Don't stay here, hurry up and sleep on the kang."

While talking, a few more people entered the room: "Mr. Hu", "Boss Hu" and "Company Commander Hu".
"Fucking mule, the hero of the United States, you have become famous this time!" The big dog winked.

"Go away!" Luo Fugui jumped onto the kang, pulled off the quilt and directly covered his head.

Li Xiang carried a bundle of firewood into the house, opened the kang door, and silently added firewood to the stove door.

Song Xiaoci, who took Er Niu to write big characters on the wall early in the morning, was surrounded by a large circle of people, and her attractiveness was definitely not ordinary.

After breakfast, the team is about to set off.

Chen Chong stretched out his hand to Luo Fugui.

"Your grandma's." Luo Fugui resentfully touched five oceans from his bag.

Chen Chong changed hands and gave the money to his former comrades-in-arms.

The new company commander smiled openly: "How did this happen? Take it back quickly!"

"Take this quickly, don't be polite here!"

The new company commander patted Chen Chong on the shoulder and smiled: "Then I won't be polite. Hehe, it will be my turn to study in the second half of next year. If you have any good learning experience, you can tell me about it then."

Hu Yi stood at the entrance of the village and looked at the lively scene in the village. There were four standing beside him: the maid, Ma Liang, Luo Fugui, and Li Xiang.

He suddenly didn't have much interest in this big study. He knew everything the instructor said. He wrote his experience and wrote two inspections in one night. It was so awkward to hold a pen with a gun in his hand.

During the period of returning to the mountains to study, he didn't do any shit, which made it very uncomfortable for Hu Yi, who has been walking in blood and fire for many years.

He understood that maybe the hail of bullets was his destination.

Hu Yi felt a little timid unconsciously. He was looking forward to going to the division, because he could go to see Zhou Wanping, but suddenly he felt a little guilty because the figure of the woman on the plain kept flashing again and again.

Shaking his swollen head, he tried to shake off these thoughts.

Subconsciously, she reached into her pocket and took out the pocket watch with body temperature. With a crisp click, the silver case popped up, and she glanced habitually, it was eight o'clock.

Close the cover of the watch, put away the pocket watch, and turn to look outside the village.

Misty mountain streams, gray valley bottoms, rugged paths.

Ice hangs on the leafless branches and withered grass, and the fresh air is mixed with a slight smell of mud.

The long team finally left Niujia Village and headed for the deep mountains.

Walking on the muddy road, the students discussed yesterday's learning content in twos and threes.

Not everyone knows the history that has passed long ago, and they have never heard of any great powers.

After studying, it made people feel confused. Didn't they say that the devils are at war with the United States?In the past, the Devils of the Eight-Power Allied Forces and the United States were not absent, but now the Devils and the United States are fighting again.

The reactionaries who fled to Chongqing are cooperating with the United States.

After learning a lot, the platoon leaders felt flustered. It must be a good thing for the enemy to fight each other, but the enemy has become a friend again, and the more they talk, the more muddled their heads become.

What's even more outrageous is that among the cadres who followed behind to the division headquarters, there happened to be a devil, and he was actually an eight-way man!
Let the two hundred and five who have been fighting guerrillas in the mountains for many years and have basically never had much contact with the outside world, they didn't turn the corner in their minds for a while.

　I checked the information and suddenly saw the role of the Japanese Communist Party. I took a closer look and thought it was better to add this Akiyama
　　
　
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