Is there a cannon in the Eighth Route Army?

Some mortars! Grenade launchers!

There are also mountain cannons, but there are no shells. They can only be buried temporarily.

What is a 155mm howitzer?

Haven't seen it before.

I have never seen the Japanese.

The Japanese don't need to dispatch heavy artillery of such a large caliber to deal with the Eighth Route Army.

Cannons hit mosquitoes, it’s useless.

"You are talking nonsense!" Situ Miao spoke.

Yang Yue had a stern face, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if you didn't understand.

Who said there was no one?

As long as the system is willing to give it, there are as many as...

Situ Miao was about to speak when several people suddenly appeared there. The leader was a bandit with a sarcoma on his face, and his body was covered in flesh.

If anyone doesn't know what the bandit looks like, as long as he takes a look, he will immediately understand.

That round and hideous sarcoma is telling everyone that I am a bandit! I am a bandit!

Don't mess with me!

Never mess with me!

He did not come alone. Twelve people followed him.

Everyone is a tough man. Everyone has two mullet guns inserted around their waists. Well, I have to say that this kind of mullet gun is really a mess.

But when Yang Yue killed those Japanese just now, the system rewarded the shell gun.

When Qin Daozong died, the reward was also a shell gun.

Now, three or four hundred thirty-hundred shell guns have been stored in his temporary warehouse.

Unfortunately, it is useless for the time being. The special forces will definitely not be used. He will not equip the special forces. The special forces have better weapons.

Frontline troops actually don’t need many crest guns. They need rifles and machine guns even more.

Rifles and machine guns have long range, great power and strong deterrence.

The thug gun is suitable for use by guerrillas and armed forces. Unfortunately, there is no one around.

The forces of our party and army have not yet penetrated into the area around Paiyunzhai, and few guerrillas have moved here.

Huang Zhiyong was also just transferred here and was also a temporary guerrilla team.

So, no one envies Li Yunlong, the "brigade commander", who really needs to start from scratch!

We must create several groups in this chaotic, poor and innocent area. If we can do it, everyone will be convinced.

Just cleaning up the bandits requires a lot of effort.

The sarcoma bandit in front of him is very domineering.

Situ Sen raised his shell gun and shouted sternly: "Tang Muchun! Stop! Don't come here!"

"Call me Tom!" the big man in sarcoma responded loudly.

"Tom?" Yang Yue laughed and cried.

Damn, do you still have an English name?

Do you actually know English?

"Who is this?" Zhao Gang asked Lao Luan in a low voice.

"Tang Muchun from Xiaogu Mountain is said to have been abroad." Lao Luan said, "I don't know whether it is true or not."

"Study abroad?"

"It was what he said. He said he was tricked into Tianjin Wei by foreign devils, then he got on the boat and went to the United States, to San Francisco, and said he was going to dig a gold mine. But when he got there, he found out that he was going to build a railway. He was working hard, had no money, and was often bullied. He was so tired that he buried under the railway. Later, he quietly came back by boat. That's what he said."

"Yeah?"

Yang Yue was a little interested in this Tang Muchun.

At first, I felt that this guy was completely lying. Later, I felt that he was a bit authentic.

If it is completely nonsense, it would not be described so clearly.

For a time, a large number of domestic workers were indeed deceived into the United States to build railways. The excuses were all about digging gold mines.

Many people fantasize about getting rich overnight and boarding the ferry to the United States. In the end, they find something wrong. Unfortunately, it’s too late. If you are not familiar with the place, where is your turn to talk?

If you want to survive, you will go to build the railway obediently. In the end, I don’t know how many people died on the railway.

"He has defected to the Japanese, too?"

"I don't know. It is said that it is. The Japanese also gave him twenty big yellow croakers."

“So generous…”

Yang Yue thought in disappointment.

The abominable Japanese are completely using the wealth of the Chinese to divide and separate the Chinese!

The gold they took out must have been stolen from all over China. It is now used to deal with the Chinese, split the Chinese, and let the Chinese kill each other. It is hateful that so many people are deceived.

"Tom, what are you doing?" Situ Sen said angrily.

"I'll advise you not to rush into this muddy water." Tang Muchun said arrogantly, "You are not qualified!"

Situ Sen frowned, "Are you doing things for the Japanese?"

Tang Muchun answered without any concealment: "Yes! What's wrong? You think too? I'm sorry, it's too late!"

"You're talking nonsense!"

"Isn't there a saying in cultural people, "What is the saying that good birds choose trees to live in, and those who know the times are heroes? I chose the most powerful ones, what's strange about it?"

"Ph! The Japanese devil's lackey!"

"It's a pity that you don't even have the chance to be a lackey! The Japanese look down on you! Even if you hold your thighs, it's useless!"

"Pooh!"

Situ Sen cursed in disgust.

He is not ashamed of relying on the Japanese to be a traitor, but rather proud!

It’s simply... the face of the Chinese people was thrown away by these traitors.

"What about me?" Yang Yue came forward slowly.

"Who are you?" Tang Muchun rolled his eyes and looked at him disdainfully.

Yang Yue opened his two fingers and said, "Eighth Route Army."

"Ha! Eighth Route Army!" Tang Muchun sneered, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

Oops!

Being plotted against!

The dark shadow in front of me suddenly expanded.

Then I felt like I was punched hard.

Damn it!

Still hit yourself in the face!

But Yang Yue suddenly clenched his palm and punched Tang Muchun in the face.

There is so much nonsense, just do it!

"ah……"

Tang Muchun screamed and almost fainted on the spot.

This damn Eighth Route Army was so cruel. This punch broke the bridge of his nose on the spot. He had no reaction.

In an instant, Tang Muchun's nose bleeding ejaculated, like a fountain.

Fortunately, he also had some skills. When he found something was wrong, he immediately retreated back.

Fortunately, that's the case.

Otherwise, he would be knocked out.

"You're looking for death!"

Tang Muchun was immediately annoyed.

You, a little Eighth Route Army, dare to plot against me?
To be continued...