Anti-Japanese sniper action

Chapter 600

Five red handprints appeared on the skinny devil's face. He didn't want the other party to shout pain, but he became excited all of a sudden: "Sergeant Shi Yuan, this is a subject of the Great Japanese Empire, the Great Japanese Empire!"

Zhao Zilong gave another slap in the face, because he really couldn't hear the words "Great Japanese Empire" in front of him.

The fat pig devil named Shang Yuanzhu couldn't help but paused the rifle in his hand when he heard it. He was confused for a moment: "Mr. Shangcun, what are you calling for?"

Shi Yuanzhu asked this skinny devil named Shangcun Shiwa over and over again.

Although Shangcun Shiwa was beaten, the more he was beaten, the happier he became.The fat pig didn't understand, and finally walked over with a gun.

"Your," Shi Yuanzhu asked Zhao Zilong, "is it a subject of the Great Japanese Empire?"

"Yo Xi." Zhao Zilong pretended to be a little arrogant and nodded.

"Okay, okay," Shi Yuanzhu put away the gun immediately, walked over, stretched out a hand to give Zhao Zilong a high-five, "nice to meet, nice to meet. When did you come to Zhina?"

"Showa," as soon as Zhao Zilong finished saying these two words, he forgot what was behind, so he had a quick wit and said quite well, "The first year of Showa is here."

"Your Excellency," Shi Yuanzhu immediately became respectful, "Then, you are senior, senior!"

On Zhao Zilong's hand, Shangcun Shiwa also raised his hand under restraint.

Seeing that the two devils relaxed, Zhao Zilong's face suddenly turned cold, and without hesitation, he twisted his hands, and Shangcun Shiwa's neck snapped.

Before Shi Yuanzhu could react, Zhao Zilong kicked his spear seven feet away.Only then did Shi Yuanzhu understand, but it was too late, Zhao Zilong kicked him unconscious just by raising his leg high.

In order not to wake up the others, Zhao Zilong pulled out the dagger and cut a big fork on Shi Yuanzhu's fat neck.

Thinking that the devil's patrol team would usually come over every hour, Zhao Zilong knew that the safe time would not exceed half an hour now.

He also ignored the corpses of the two devils, just took away two handfuls of big caps and some ammunition, and threw them away when he was by a small river.

After identifying the direction, Zhao Zilong immediately rushed towards a small village there.

In Shangfang Village, a place with an archway, he saw it at a glance.

At the entrance of this village, there are also several Ergouzi on duty.Since he is a Chinese who has been a traitor, Zhao Zilong is not so polite.When I went up, I gave them a few big mouths, and then cursed them in Japanese, which made the other party nod and bow in fright.

After asking a few questions, Zhao Zilong entered the village, only then did he know that the landlord had fled to another place.Now guarding the manor is an old long-term worker named Zhang San.

Zhang San, known as "Draft San".Not because of anything else, but because he was too shriveled.

As soon as he heard Zhao Zilong's vague inquiry, he trembled excitedly: "Good man, I don't know anything about what you said, old man."

"Where's Mr. Zhang? He must know." Zhao Zilong asked immediately.

He guessed that the devil would definitely find out about the killing of the soldiers at the checkpoint. If they searched all the way, it might be sooner or later.

"My great-grandfather," the beard twitched when the bastard spoke, "he fled to the mainland a long time ago, he is a stubborn old man who will never surrender."

"What about your family's property?" Zhao Zilong's face darkened, and he didn't believe his words.

"My family's property? What can be moved and sold, all of them are taken away," the bastard replied with some helplessness.

Zhao Zilong was taken aback when he heard this, but then he thought of the beautiful young woman pretending to be his cousin, but he didn't point it out.From this, it can be deduced that Mrs. Zhang, the old man of the poor family, should not have escaped.

"I'll stay and wait for him to come back." Although Zhao Zilong was a little anxious in his heart, he still pretended to be calm, "I'll wait until he comes back."

"There's no need to wait." Unexpectedly, an old voice came from behind, "Is this a strong man here?"

Zhao Zilong frowned, turned around immediately, and replied to an old man with a goatee and the appearance of a rich man: "Master Zhang, how can you just sit and watch when the country is in crisis? I'm here to visit today..."

"Okay, Zhang San, go and make a cup of tea." The old man Zhang shook his hand first, signaling Zhao Zilong to stop talking, "Remember, you need a good Dahongpao. For mine, I only drink Lu'an melon slices." .”

"Okay, sir." The wretched man answered and walked down.

Old Mr. Zhang moved his beard, and suddenly burst into tears: "Strong man, at first glance, you are from the national army. Tell me, Wang Shi has withdrawn to the west, when will you come back to recover the old capital?"

"Old capital?" Zhao Zilong's face changed when he heard the word "Guangfu", feeling a little worried, and then looked at the other party and replied: "Grandpa, the government has never regarded Nanjing as the old capital. Chongqing is just a companion capital, and Nanjing will always be the capital of China." s capital!"

"Okay! Okay!" The old man nodded, and only then did he stop his tears.

Dahongpao was served, and Lu'an melon slices were also served.After taking two sips of tea, the old man felt a little better.

"Strong man, do you know why I only drink Lu'an Guapian, old man?" Mrs. Zhang held the teacup and looked at Zhao Zilong.

"This junior doesn't know." Zhao Zilong shook his head.

"My ancestors were originally surnamed Liu," Old Master Zhang suddenly looked at the roof, thinking about the past, "Just because the uncle surnamed Zhang couldn't give birth to a son, he adopted his own grandson."

"Oh," Zhao Zilong understood, "my nephew adopted my uncle."

Mrs. Zhang nodded: "It's a bit of a mouthful to say, but that's what happened. Therefore, we all believe that we are the blood of Emperor Han Gao, and we never intermarry with people surnamed Liu."

"Master Zhang!" Zhao Zilong knew the mission of this matter, so he changed the subject, "I'm here this time because of that document."

"What information?" Unexpectedly, this old Mr. Zhang's eyes widened, and his face looked like I didn't understand.

"That's right," Zhao Zilong said when he saw that there was no one around, "It's the materials about Bao Ding."

"Bao Ding?" The old man's face changed immediately when he heard it, "What Bao Ding? My old man has lived for 76 years, and I have never heard of any Bao Ding!"

Zhao Zilong's face changed, and his heart sank. Could it be that the information given by the Military Command Bureau was wrong?

However, Zhao Zilong faintly felt that this old Mrs. Zhang was lying.

However, I don't have any empirical evidence, and it may be useless to ask further questions.

Moreover, it is impossible to ask any more questions now, because he heard the bustling shouts coming from the entrance of the village.

(End of this chapter)