Anti-Japanese sniper action

Chapter 617 The Town Eliminates Traitors [Part [-]]

"Yes, yes, good man, this way."

Zhao Zilong said so, but the leader of the Ergouzi nodded and stretched out his hand, making a gesture of please.

Seeing that the leader did this, a group of Ergouzi quickly moved out of the way, and helped up the old gentleman who had fallen to the ground and choked half to death.

Zhao Zilong glanced around, then followed him back to the small restaurant.

At this time, the boss had already turned pale with fright, and he calmed down a little when he saw the leader of Er Gouzi leading the team himself.

"Good man, may I ask if your surname is Guo or Gong?"

Zhao Zilong was slightly stunned, and asked: "What about the country? What about the Communist Party?"

"How is it from the country? It's the rhythm to fight back. Although I don't know much about the Communist side, I also know that they deal with those Japanese radishes in this area from time to time."

"Oh?" Zhao Zilong looked at the yellow leather military uniform on the opponent's body, and couldn't help but sneered, "You're doing things for those Dongyang carrots, why do you say that?"

The leader of Ergouzi blushed, but argued: "Although I wear this yellow skin, I have never done anything to harm the local people."

"Huh?" Zhao Zilong stared at Qing, looked him up and down, and found that this person was speaking frankly and not pretending to be fake, so he asked again: "Then why did you ask me to come in?"

The leader of the two dogs smiled embarrassingly, and said, "So, I want to ask you what field you are in."

"My surname is Jun now." Speaking of this, Zhao Zilong touched the Browning on his waist intentionally or unintentionally.

"The surname is Jun?" Er Gouzi frowned, looked at Zhao Zilong and didn't understand for a while, but then thought of something, and couldn't help but screamed: "You are Juntong?"

When he saw the other party nodded slightly, the leader of the two dogs suddenly bent his feet, knelt down in front of Zhao Zilong, and begged in a trembling voice: "Okay, good man, you, you can save me. Save us!"

"What's going on?" Zhao Zilong's face changed, his eyes widened, and he asked in a daze.

It turned out that the leader of the two dogs was Meng Xianghui, who was the company commander of the town's security regiment. He was a veteran serving in the national army and was sent home because of a leg injury.

Later, the devils came and the national army withdrew, but the security team stayed because of protecting the country and the people.Unexpectedly, when the devils came, the local bigwigs would all fucking surrender.

The brothers in the security regiment were somewhat bloody, but they couldn't stand the coercion and lure of those big figures, so they changed their numbers along the way.

"So," Meng Xianghui felt his mouth dry after talking so much, but he didn't care, and said in a hoarse voice: "My good man, if you don't give up, I'm willing to deal with you immediately. In this small town Fuck him!"

"Really?" Zhao Zilong frowned.Although he believed what Meng Xianghui said, he didn't know what the others meant, so he glanced at the group of men in yellow leather military uniforms around him.

"Brother Juntong! Captain Meng is right, we don't want to wear this yellow skin anymore."

"Brother Juntong! As long as you say it, we will do it for you."

……

The men nodded in agreement.

"Okay! I'm Zhao Zilong, and everyone is a brother." Zhao Zilong saw that everyone said so, so he didn't hesitate anymore, and helped Meng Xianghui up, "Captain Meng, then choosing a day is worse than bumping into the sun, just come here tonight." One game."

"No," but Meng Xianghui shook his head, "Brother Zhao! That old bastard has already slipped away, I'm afraid it will be too late tonight..."

"You mean now?" Zhao Zilong asked after his face changed.

Meng Xianghui nodded, "It's now, brother Zhao! If you want to do it, it's now!"

"Okay!" Now, Zhao Zilong became happy. After walking so far, he really found a group of Chinese people who can stand tall in this little-known town.

He said in a deep voice, "Brother, I am willing to help you!"

"It's a deal!" Meng Xianghui raised the teacup in his hand, "Then wish us success first!" Zhao Zilong also raised the teacup.

Then the two high-fived.

Afterwards, Zhao Zilong proposed to hold a Hongmen Banquet, inviting all the leading figures in those towns, and then detaining them all as hostages.

"This is a good idea. According to the previous experience with the little devils, they still care about these traitors." Meng Xianghui nodded.

"Of course, they now need more Wang Jing puppet people to serve their 'use barbarians to control barbarians'." Zhao Zilong also nodded and explained.

When Meng Xianghui acted according to plan and was about to send out invitations, Zhao Zilong suddenly thought of something and asked, "Captain Meng, what if those old foxes don't come?"

"Is that so?" Meng Xianghui scratched his head and said, "My eldest cousin reads a lot, so I'll ask him to give me an idea."

It turned out that the owner of this restaurant was Meng Xianghui's uncle, and that eldest cousin was his son, who now works for the "maintenance committee" of those traitorous dogs.

"Are you also a traitor? Is it reliable?" Zhao Zilong asked worriedly.

"Don't worry," Meng Xianghui replied: "My eldest cousin, he even went to Japan to study. Haven't you heard of a strong man, who stayed in the United States to love the United States, and stayed in Japan to resist the Japanese."

"I've heard that," Zhao Zilong said, "the wife of the famous military strategist Mr. Jiang Baili is Japanese. The "National Defense Theory" written by his old man is now a must-read for officers of the national army."

After a while, the big cousin came.

Zhao Zilong saw that the other party had a gentle appearance and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, which still couldn't hide the sharp gaze behind the glasses.

"Brother Zhao! People like you are finally here." As he spoke, the eldest cousin burst into tears.He took off his glasses and wiped his tears with the sleeve of his gown.

"That's right," Uncle Meng Xianghui couldn't help feeling emotional when he saw his son crying, "Brother Zhao! Do you know that those of us in the enemy-occupied areas are looking forward to Wang Shidong's return to the country every day, so many of us have cried to the last breath. "

After hearing this, Zhao Zilong felt a little sour in his heart, and his eyes couldn't help getting moist.

As soon as the eldest cousin heard Meng Xianghui explain the matter, he went out immediately.

However, when he proposed to invite those traitors over, he still needed a reason. The reason was that the Wang government in Nanjing had a commissioner and wanted to convene everyone for a meeting.

Hearing that someone who looked like a commissioner was needed, Zhao Zilong volunteered and said, "I'll come, I'm from Nanjing."

"No." Uncle Meng Xianghui shook his head and said, "That old gentry, Zhang Guifu, the vice president of the Maintenance Association, has seen you before, and I'm afraid he recognizes you."

"Well, you don't have to worry," Zhao Zilong smiled, and then walked into the room. When I came out 5 minutes later, it was a different look.

In fact, he didn't spend much effort, just put on a pair of tortoise-rimmed glasses and a pair of mustaches.

"Okay, I don't know what you say, and I don't recognize you anymore." The eldest cousin nodded vigorously when he saw it, and then went boldly.

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