The journey to the heavens starts from the underground station

Chapter 180 Zhao Gang Goes Online, Monk

At four o'clock in the afternoon, it was more than ten miles south of Jiaozhuang Paolou and seven or eight miles away from Wanjia Town in the south.

"Political commissar, after passing Jiaozhuang in front, not far into the mountain is the station of the Yangcun Independent Regiment." Three Eighth Route soldiers in gray and white military uniforms were marching north along the road, and a younger man was walking ahead. Some soldiers turned around and said: "However, there is a gun tower of the devils in Jiaozhuang, which is considered to be a relatively large stronghold nearby. There is a reinforced detachment of devils and a puppet company that is not fully formed. We still have to go around from the next mountain. .”

"Then go around." With a Chinese character face and a masculine look, he is a little older and looks in his early thirties. The one who was called "political commissar" by the soldiers just now is naturally the new political commissar of the Independence Group, Zhao Gang. Yes, in fact, Zhao Gang is only 27 years old this year, only three years younger than Li Yunlong.

"It would have been nice if the troops from the county brigade were still there just now. Let's make a feint attack to attract the attention of the devils, and we can take the opportunity to pass by. Unlike now, we have to go over mountains and mountains again." Another little soldier sighed. It was a security guard sent by the brigade to escort Zhao Gang to his post, and he was not very old.

"Little comrade, if you do revolutionary work, you are afraid of suffering." Zhao Gang responded with a smile: "Isn't it just another mountain, let's go."

"Political commissar, hurry up, I'll go ahead to scout the devil's movements." The little soldier scratched his head and laughed.

"Be careful."

"Don't worry, political commissar, I'll go back as soon as I go." The little soldier patted the gun on his back and galloped away.

Five miles away from the Jiaozhuang gun tower, Zhao Gang had already stopped, intending to take a detour into the mountain from this place to avoid the devil's gun tower. At this time, they were waiting for the soldiers who had just gone out to investigate to come back.

Da da da! "drive!"

After a short while, the sound of horseshoes came from far and near, and the little soldier came galloping, sweating profusely.

"Woo!" When he got close, the little soldier reined in his horse, stopped his horse, and said out of breath, "Politician, political commissar, something happened!"

"What's the matter? You catch your breath and say."

"Good thing! In front, the Jiaozhuang blockhouse, devils and traitors are all gone!" The little soldier gasped, unable to take a few breaths, and replied happily: "There are bloodstains and devils' corpses. Already!"

"Who did it? Are there any traces of large troops coming around?"

"Report, no, judging from the traces left, it's more like internal strife."

"This is strange..." Zhao Gang said half a sentence, and at this moment, suddenly, two gunshots came from the south.

"Get off the horse!" Zhao Gang's complexion changed, he turned to look at the road to the south, with a solemn expression, and stretched out his hand: "Hidden, give me the gun!"

"Political commissar, if I stay, you first..."

"Stop talking nonsense, give me the gun!"

Zhao Gang shouted again, and the little soldier reluctantly took off the rifle from his back and handed it to Zhao Gang.

After driving the horse to the side of the road, the three of them hid behind a big rock. Zhao Gangcheng squatted and aimed his gun at the road to the south.

Not long after, a brawny man with an inch head in tattered khaki fruit army uniform staggered along the road and appeared in Zhao Gang's sight. Not far behind him, four little devils were chasing him Reluctant to give up, and fired at him from time to time, fortunately, both sides were in motion, the bullet missed, but the Guojun soldier ran and fell down, struggling twice, as if exhausted , I can't run anymore.

Although the two sides have different positions, this is a period of cooperation, they have a common enemy, and they are all shedding blood for the country. Zhao Gang seems determined to save people.

Fortunately, there were not many devils chasing the Guojun soldier, only four. Zhao Gang was confident that with his marksmanship, he could handle it!
At a distance of 500 meters, Zhao Gang opened the ruler of the 3-style rifle in his hand, slightly adjusted the angle of the muzzle, held his breath, and said silently, 2, [-]...

Before Zhao Gang could count to 1, suddenly, a gunshot came from behind, and at the same time, he saw the head of the devil who was chasing the fastest exploded like a ripe banana, puffing up so big A cloud of blood mist, half of the head disappeared.

Zhao Gang was stunned for a moment, then turned around and looked back, vaguely facing north, on the road about 600 meters away from him, standing on a horse, and a figure crouched on the ground, as if aiming a gun at the devil.Zhao Gang quickly squinted his eyes to observe carefully, and vaguely saw that the man seemed to be wearing an Eighth Route military uniform.

It should be one of our own!Zhao Gang's mind suddenly relaxed, but he immediately became suspicious, this is impossible! ?This distance is almost more than a thousand meters. Can this distance accurately hit the devil's head?

But the fact is that Zhao Gang cannot help but believe it.

Seeing the "Eight Route" gun flashing, Zhao Gang immediately turned his head, and another little devil's head exploded.

The remaining two devils were not stupid. Knowing that they were not opponents, they immediately turned around and ran away.

It's a pity that the "eight road" who fired the gun didn't give the devil a chance to escape at all. Although the cunning little devil walked in a snake shape, he was shot in the chest twice and fell to the ground with a plop.

who!What a gun!Across 1000 meters, can you hit a moving devil?Zhao Gang was extremely shocked in his heart. He himself is a hidden sharpshooter, but unfortunately his limit is moving targets beyond 500 meters, and it is impossible to hit with a single shot.

500 meters, the human body is the size of a sesame seed, Zhao Gang can hit it, it is enough to be proud of.

1000 meters, it can only be fooled by feeling, unless... Zhao Gang remembered the words of the teacher who taught him to snipe, that there is a special sniper rifle that can be equipped with a scope.

Just as he was thinking, the eight-way man who shot and killed the four devils slowly came over leading the horse, and when he got close, Zhao Gang also saw his face clearly.

Young, handsome face with tough lines, coupled with his clean Eighth Route Army uniform, looks extremely heroic.

"Is it Commissar Zhao Gang from the Independence Regiment?" the Eighth Route Warrior asked.

"I am." Zhao Gang nodded, looked at the long gun with a scope behind his back, and asked suspiciously, "Comrade, what part do you belong to?"

"Li Yu, Chief of Staff of the Independence Regiment!" The Eighth Route Warrior stood at attention, saluted, and reported his number and name.

The person who came was naturally Li Yu.

Throwing the captives to Li Yunlong, Li Yu borrowed the horse from the communication class and rode to the south. He planned to meet Zhao Gang outside Wanjia Town and see if he could kill a few more little devils along the way, but just after the Jiao Not far from the Zhuang Paolou, he met Commissar Zhao, and also found four little devils chasing the soldiers of the Guo army.

Commissar Zhao saved the monk!In the famous scene, Li Yu was also unambiguous, dismounted, squatted, held a gun, and sniped from a long distance, showing off his marksmanship in front of the sharpshooter Zhao Gang.

"Zhao Gang, the new political commissar of the independent group, hello." Zhao Gang also returned the gift, and then shook hands with Li Yu with a smile on his face. One, the so-called heroes cherish heroes, the two sharpshooters have some exchanges in the future.And that gun with a scope, you can borrow it to study it when you get used to it in the future!

"Political Commissar Zhao, this place is not far from Wanjia Town. It's not a place to talk. I think we should hurry back to the Independence Group. I've walked all the way here. There are no devils and traitors." Li Yu suggested.

"Okay!" Zhao Gang said with a smile, "Wait a minute, we have to take that Guojun soldier with us."

The Guojun soldiers who were too tired to run were quickly helped by two guards. Li Yu knew in his heart that this guy should be Monk Wei Dayong. He still had a scar on his head. At this time, Wei Dayong raised his head and mentioned Spirit wanted to thank him, but Li Yu happened to see Wei Dayong's appearance clearly.

The face was dirty, but after a closer look, the eyebrows, eyes and nose... Li Yu was shocked, and blurted out: "Fuck, monk!"

(End of this chapter)