Anti-Japanese Elite Special Forces

After being locked up in the cottage for one night, they were lifted out the next morning and taken to a hall that looked the most spacious.

The village looked a little crude, with more than a dozen rooms that were originally a mountain temple, but were later occupied by them. There were no walls around them, but four turrets were erected in the four corners, and there were guards on them.

Along the way, Nangong Wentian found that there were more than 300 people in the village, and the last time there were only a few dozen people, which accounted for one-fifth of the total number of people.

Arriving at the room that used to be the main hall of the Mountain God, Nangong Wentian and the others looked up, and saw that the statue of the Mountain God on the altar where the clay sculpture of the Mountain God was at the beginning had been removed, and now a chair was placed there. It is covered with a piece of tiger skin, which has become the so-called golden chair of tiger skin.

Under the altar, there were several people with different appearances standing on both sides. They seemed to be the leaders of this force, and all of them looked arrogant and condescending.

The chair was empty, and it seemed that the person in charge hadn't come yet. Two young men pushed Nangong Wentian in and asked him to stand still at the door.

The leaders all turned their heads to look at him, with scrutiny in their eyes.

Nangong Wentian looked calm, he took two steps forward, then stopped, and looked up and down the leaders.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps, followed by the thin man flashing out of the gate, with two box cannons in his waist, with a murderous look on his face.

Behind him was a big man with a gray cloth trousers and jacket, a pair of military trousers underneath, and a pair of cloth shoes on his feet.

This man has a majestic appearance, with a pair of sword eyebrows slanted into his temples, a square mouth, and his eyes are shining, with a soldier's demeanor in every move.

Nangong Wentian glanced at it, and he was sure that this person was from the army, and he had a lot of intentions to join the army.

He strode up to the chair, the big man was not polite, he just turned around and sat on the chair, then raised his eyes to look at Nangong Wentian opposite.

Nangong Wentian also looked at him, not giving in.

"Bow your head, this is the commander-in-chief of our Fengtian Anti-Japanese Iron Blood Army, and you are not polite." Someone next to him was displeased with his behavior, and stretched out his hand to slap him on the back of the head.

Nangong Wentian didn't turn his head back, and when the slap was about to hit the back of the head, he seemed to move casually, and the opponent missed, and he took a step forward because of his unbalanced force, and almost fell down.

"Hey, kid, how dare you fight back." After suffering a secret loss, he became so angry that he stretched out his hand and was about to fight back.

The big man frowned, and said softly, "Stop."

Seeing that the person in charge had spoken, that guy had no choice but to back away embarrassingly, but stared at Nangong Wentian angrily.

"My friend, you are very skillful." The big man chuckled without getting angry at all, "I don't know which sect he is from?"

Nangong Wentian smiled slightly and didn't care, "Small tricks, it's no big deal."

"Hey, it's no big deal?" The big man suddenly sneered, grabbed the [-]-year-old improved automatic rifle from the table beside him, clicked it on the top of the fire, and with one hand, the muzzle pointed straight at Nangong Wentian, "Is there such a thing?" Good guy, he has a lot of background."

The sound of rattling gunshots echoed in the hall. A dozen bullets were fired from the automatic rifle and hit Nangong Wentian about a few inches in front of his feet. Immediately, a row of small holes appeared in the blue bricks on the ground. Smoke and dust billowed up.

Nangong Wentian didn't move a step, didn't even blink his eyes, and turned a blind eye to the bullet that was so close to him, "I don't know what to call this master?"

The big man also admired Nangong Wentian's calmness very much. He stood up, put one foot on the chair, put the automatic rifle on his shoulder with his right hand, and laughed loudly, "As expected of Luo Xiao's subordinates, the same The courage is soaring."

Hearing Luo Xiao was mentioned by the other party, Nangong Wentian couldn't help being taken aback. It seemed that the other party had already recognized his identity, and Luo Xiao and Huya were very familiar with each other.

Taking a deep breath, Nangong Wentian asked in a deep voice, "I am Nangong Wentian of the No. [-] Squadron of the Huya Special Forces Brigade. May I ask who you are and how do you know our army commander?"

At this time, the big man had someone bring a chair to Nangong Wentian, let him sit down and talk, and he himself sat on the golden tiger skin chair.

After Nangong Wentian sat down, the big man clasped his fists and said to him, "I'm Tang Shaofeng. I was the commander of the first battalion and first company of the 619th Regiment of the Seventh Brigade of the Northeast Army. When the devils launched the Fengtian Incident, I happened to be in the city. I was on duty at the gate, and ended up fighting with devils, and it was Luo Xiao who led someone to save my life."

At this time, the other leaders also sat down, with smiles on their faces, especially the skinny man, whose murderous aura disappeared, and said to Tang Shaofeng with a smile, "Commander, don't make trouble. I'm just kidding, brother, don't mind me, my name is Ling Haipeng, and I'm the head of this cottage, after Brother Tang came, I followed him to fight devils."

At this time, Nangong Wentian realized that these people were joking with him, so he also said with a smile, "Tang Dangjia, Ling Dangjia, everyone in charge, you are a bit too serious about this joke, I am still crazy now jumping."

Tang Shaofeng grinned and said, "Hai Peng brought you back to the mountain. I recognized your identities as soon as I saw this gun. Only Brother Luo Xiao has such a weapon, but Hai Peng likes to make trouble, saying If I want to make a joke with you, I agree, hahahaha."

Only then did Nangong Wentian realize that he had been recognized by others, and he couldn't help saying, "Master Tang, aren't you afraid that this weapon is not owned by Commander Luo, but someone else's?"

Tang Shaofeng shook his head affirmatively, and said, "This weapon is too advanced. I believe it is not inexhaustible in Brother Luo's hands. How could it be given to others?"

Nangong Wentian was dumbfounded, he was a member of the Huya special combat team, so he naturally knew that these weapons were the best weapons in their hands at the moment, Luo Xiao was very precious.

Knowing each other's identities, the two sides quickly became harmonious, talking and laughing together.

At this time, someone had already invited those warriors who followed Nangong Wentian over, and they lined up tables in the hall, and the subordinates brought wine and food, and everyone began to drink to their heart's content.

There was nothing good in the cottage, they were all wild game, but there was no shortage of meat and good wine. These people were generous people. Everyone drank big bowls and ate meat, and the whole hall was filled with laughter.

After drinking for three rounds, Tang Shaofeng put down his wine glass, looked at Nangong Wentian, "I said brother, what's the matter with you, why were you beaten so badly by the devil, I remember Brother Luo is very powerful?"

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