Anti-Japanese sniper action

Chapter 63 The devil is here again

"Xu Qiang, what are you doing?"

Seeing that the military commander wanted to make trouble, Wang Zhong immediately stretched out his hand and pulled out the opponent's pistol, cursing angrily: "Didn't you see that Li Quan was killed by the devil's bullet? Why did you count it on my brother? Didn't you just now?" Did you see how my brother kills devils? How can such a person be a traitor?"

"Xu Qiang, we all saw that Brother Zhao killed the enemy so bravely, he can't be a traitor." Chen Shichao also said immediately.

Other national-military forces also echoed.

Seeing this, Xu Qiang didn't say anything, just snorted, and had no choice but to deal with Li Quan's body.

"Brother, why did they make things difficult for you just now?" After seeing Xu Qiang leave, Wang Zhong pulled Zhao Zilong aside.

Zhao Zilong briefly stated before and after he taught Li Quan a lesson in Changzhou.

"This is not a fucking human being." Wang Zhong immediately cursed angrily after hearing this, but then, with a sullen face, he said, "However, they are members of the military commander, so we dare not do anything about it."

"Brother Wang, don't do this." Zhao Zilong shook his head.He knew that the military command bureau had great power, so the people below were fearless and lawless.

"Brother, don't worry, as long as brother is here, no one can harm you." Wang Zhong raised his head and said firmly.

"Brother Wang, don't worry." Zhao Zilong nodded, and then his eyes turned cold: "I'm not afraid of them at all. If anyone dares to provoke me, I will tell them to go and never return."

"Platoon Leader Zhang, we got this crooked handle first, how did you snatch it away?"

"So what if I take it, you little squad leader dare to snatch it from me?"

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Just as Wang Zhong and Zhao Zilong were talking, they heard a group of national soldiers arguing in the distance.

When Chen Shichao saw it, he immediately jumped out of the trench, ran up, and shouted at a nationalist soldier with thick eyebrows and tiger eyes: "Hey, Zhang Long, why are you bullying the people in my row?"

"The people in your platoon want to grab guns from me." Zhang Long replied.

"What are you doing?" Wang Zhong and Zhao Zilong came over. Seeing that the two sides were fighting for a crooked hand, he immediately raised his face and glared at them with some dissatisfaction.

"Ying Zuo, you come to judge. I was the one who got the crooked handle first, but Zhang Long said he saw it first, so he snatched it." The squad leader in the row complained bitterly.

"Brother Zhao, is it you?" Zhang Long was about to explain, but when he saw Zhao Zilong standing next to Wang Zhong, he immediately said in surprise: "I was wondering over there just now, thinking when did someone in the first row come?" Sharpshooter?"

Seeing the acquaintance, Zhao Zilong also nodded and smiled: "Brother Zhang, we meet again."

"Okay, this shot was shot by Brother Zhao, and he has the final say on which platoon it will go to." Seeing that the people in the first and second platoons were about to argue, Wang Zhong finally said.

Now, everyone looked at Zhao Zilong together.

"This?" Zhao Zilong suddenly had a headache.If he was asked to kill devils, he would definitely nod readily, but now he is asked to distribute guns and ammunition, which is to ask Zhang Fei to embroider needles—is it embarrassing him?

"Don't you have two machine guns? Each of you should have one." Zhao Zilong suddenly remembered and said immediately.

"That hand was taken away by the people in the second row." The squad leader muttered helplessly.

Zhao Zilong was startled, and after thinking for a while, he said: "Brother Zhang, how about this, this one is ready for the first row, and I will help you hit a few more next time."

"That's it. Didn't you, Zhang Long, get some crooked guns last time? You also have a heavy machine gun. Why do you have such a big appetite?" At this time, Wang Zhong came over to smooth things over, and he scolded: "You have three rows? There are several machine guns, and the first row is missing guns, so give them."

"Barrack! You are biased. Since our battalion recruited new recruits, our platoon has more recruits and fewer guns. Although there are a few machine guns, not everyone has a rifle. Look at this time" Zhang Long said a little dissatisfied .

"Hey! Zhang Long, what you said is not right." Chen Shichao stood up immediately after hearing this: "You said that you have more recruits in the third row and fewer guns, so is it true that our second row has more guns and fewer guns?"

"Stop talking about it. According to the previous regulations, you can hold those guns as you like. Don't bother me. If you want to bother, go to your company commander." Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, Wang Zhong said impatiently. He waved his big hand to drive them away.

"The devil is coming again!"

At this time, Zhao Zilong frowned and shouted loudly.

Everyone turned around and saw that there was a group of people running towards them in the distance.

"Hurry up, hurry up, prepare to fight!" Wang Zhong's face changed, and he ordered loudly.

Chen Shichao immediately arranged for the national army below, and Zhang Long also immediately ran back to the third row of trenches.

Zhao Zilong and Wang Zhong lay on the edge of the trench, observing the distance.

As the distance got closer, the group of yellow figures gradually became clearer.

At a distance of more than two kilometers from the Xiaoshanpo National Army position, the group of devils stopped.

"Hey, why don't the devils come to attack?" Chen Shichao poked his head out to look, and rubbed his forehead involuntarily.

"Damn it! Do you still want devils to attack?" Wang Zhong suddenly kicked him with some dissatisfaction.

"Hey!" Chen Shichao laughed and said, "I'm just being weird."

Zhao Zilong immediately picked up his rifle and watched the movements of the devils in the distance through the binoculars.

He saw those devils actually dug trenches on the flat ground, and counted their number, there were as many as a squadron.

When Wang Zhong saw the binoculars installed on Zhao Zilong's Zhongzheng rifle, he asked, "Brother, can you show me?"

Zhao Zilong was startled, then took off the telescope and handed it over.

Wang Zhong was even more surprised. When he took it, he asked casually, "Brother, how did you get this?"

"Ask the devil to borrow it." Zhao Zilong smiled.

"Borrowed?" Wang Zhong was even more suspicious, but he just asked casually, turning his attention to the devil in the distance.

"Those little devils may be waiting for someone." Wang Zhong couldn't help but frown when he saw through the binoculars that the devils had several follow-up troops.

At last he sighed and said, "The devils have come in a large group."

"Everyone, get ready to fight!" Wang Zhong immediately returned the binoculars to Zhao Zilong, stood up, and ordered the deputy battalion commander to notify the companies and platoons, asking everyone to step up and do field fortifications.

Hearing that the devils had come to a large group, everyone was very nervous, and they buried their heads and continued to dig deep trenches.

"Brother Wang, why do you only have one battalion?"

After observing the surroundings, Zhao Zilong finally had a clear view of the military deployment on this hillside.

This small hillside is only three or four meters higher than the flat ground, with a radius of only two kilometers, and it is full of weeds and shrubs.

The national army guarding here is the third battalion of the 262 regiment, with about 500 people. Everyone has dug several trenches of different depths here.

But now there is a brigade of devils in the distance, about 1000 people.Not to mention the weapons and equipment, even the number of people is exactly double that of the national army.

So, seeing this, Zhao Zilong was very surprised why Wang Zhong insisted on staying here when he saw so many devils coming.

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