"Let's leave these guys to you to deal with!"

Yang Yun turned around and said to the men in Zhaojia Village.

"This...sir..."

Yang Yun's arrangement made them embarrassed all of a sudden because they were already scared to the point of being weak when Yang Yun killed someone. Now, Yang Yun asked them to kill someone, how dare they?

"What? Don't you dare?"

Seeing that everyone was still not going to take action, Yang Yun's expression remained unchanged and seemed to have expected everyone's reaction, so he looked dark and continued, "What? Now he doesn't dare to kill a scumbag? How can he go to the battlefield to kill the Japanese in the future?

You must know that the Japanese will not stand on the battlefield and let you kill them. If you dare not kill Japanese, then once you go to the battlefield in the future, you will have to wait to be killed by Japanese!”

After saying that, Yang Yun looked at everyone with a torch.

"Sir... I... I'll do it."

After a long time, a weak voice came from the crowd, and everyone looked for the voice and found that it was Zhao Xiaobing, who was the most courageous in daily life.

Suddenly, all the men in Zhaojia Village showed surprise on their faces.

Zhao Xiaobing, who was already trembling with so many people staring at him, even lowered his head.

"Very good! So are you planning to use a knife or a gun?"

Yang Yun's mouth finally curled up and looked at Zhao Xiaobing and asked.

"Use a gun."

Zhao Xiaobing thought about it and then said weakly.

"Yeah! Very good, let's take my gun."

As he said that, Yang Yun handed the pistol he had just seized from the lieutenant to Zhao Xiaobing.

"Um."

Zhao Xiaobing nodded and took the pistol from Yang Yun's hand with both hands, step by step, and walked to an officer and soldier with some fear. He pointed the gun at his chest, but he didn't dare to pull the trigger for a long time.

And his hands holding the gun and his whole body were shaking constantly.

The brothers of the New First Group all looked at Zhao Xiaobing, looking at Zhao Xiaobing's timid and afraid to shoot, but no one laughed at him because they were not much better than Zhao Xiaobing when they killed someone for the first time.

And this is also the path every recruit must go through.

The men in Zhaojia Village were also looking at Zhao Xiaobing with burning eyes, not one of them showed a mocking expression because they were worse than Zhao Xiaobing, and how could they be qualified to laugh at him?

"What? Are you scared?"

Yang Yun walked behind Zhao Xiaobing and asked softly.

"Um."

Zhao Xiaobing originally wanted to answer that he was not afraid, but in the end he nodded because he was really afraid that he had to pluck up his courage before, but now when he took the pistol from Yang Yun's hand and walked over step by step and pointed the gun at this person, his courage had already been exhausted.

"Killing is actually very simple. You just need to gently pull the trigger and the bullet will be shot out of the barrel and then your mission will be completed.

Of course you have to make sure you didn't beat him wrongly.

Just take this step and kill someone is much easier.”

Yang Yun continued to encourage him with temptation.

Perhaps it was Yang Yun's encouragement that played a role. Zhao Xiaobing finally mustered up the courage to slowly raise his hands that had already been put down.

"ah!"

"Bang bang bang..."

Zhao Xiaobing closed his eyes and shouted while finally pulling the trigger.

The gunshots instantly made several blood holes in the guy's chest.

"Okay, the bullets are finished."

Seeing that Zhao Xiaobing was still pulling the trigger after the bullet was shot, the shouting in his mouth did not stop Yang Yun couldn't help but pat his shoulder and reminded him.

"ah?"

After hearing Yang Yun's words, Zhao Xiaobing suddenly opened his eyes and saw the guy who had several blood holes on his chest in front of him, and was immediately frightened and staggered backwards without standing firmly.

If Yang Yun hadn't supported him with quick eyes and hands, he would have fallen on the ground with his feet and his butt.

"I...I really...I really killed someone?"

Zhao Xiaobing felt a dazed look in his eyes, as if he had not yet reacted from fear, and suddenly spoke weakly.

"Yeah! But this guy deserves to be killed!"

Yang Yun patted Zhao Xiaobing on the shoulder again and said.

"Um."

Zhao Xiaobing nodded and his eyes gradually returned to clear light. At the same time, his originally weak body was gradually recovering. He could stand firm without Yang Yun's support.

"Do you like this pistol?"

"Happy...like."

When Zhao Xiaobing heard Yang Yun’s question this time, he responded immediately without any hesitation.

"If you like it, I'll give it to you."

"But...but..."

"But what? Is there no bullet?"

"Uh-huh!"

Zhao Xiaobing nodded like a chicken pecking at rice again.

"The little Japanese lieutenant should have bullets on him. You can look for it."

"Ah? Oh."

Zhao Xiaobing was stunned when he heard this, then turned his gaze to the place where the lieutenant was lying down.

But when he saw him staring with his eyes wide, there was a bloody hole in the middle of his eyebrows, he looked like he was dying with his eyes closed, Zhao Xiaobing's feet had just stepped out and finally stopped.

"Don't be afraid to go! When we go to the battlefield in the future, we will also clean up the battlefield, which is even more bloody than this."

Yang Yun saw Zhao Xiaobing's fear and spoke out again to encourage him.

"Um!"

This time, Zhao Xiaobing finally plucked up the courage to walk towards the second lieutenant step by step.

Zhao Xiaobing's courage is obviously much greater than before.

He groped on the lieutenant's body with both hands not only took out a bullet bag from his body, but also found more than a dozen oceans.

"Sir, this is for you."

Zhao Xiaobing turned around and handed the dozen or so oceans in his hand to Yang Yun and said.

"Haha! Just keep this."

"ah?"

Zhao Xiaobing stared at the sight of helplessness.

Not only him, and the rest of Zhaojia Village, also looked like this, because in their perception, there are spoils that should not be handed over to the superior?

"What? Do these spoils belong to everyone and everyone will hold them the same now or treat you as a coolie."

"Then...well that."

Zhao Xiaobing did not dare to disobey Yang Yun's orders and could only put Dayang into his pocket in disappointment. As for the bullet bag, he was still in his hand.

At the same time, Zhao Xiaobing's admiration for Yang Yun deepened a little.

Although the spoils belong to everyone, isn’t it a kind of trust in him that Yang Yun gave these oceans to him for safekeeping?

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Chapter completed!