"Stop! What are you doing?" The Japanese in the Luojiazhuang stronghold asked a group of farmers stiffly. These farmers were dressed up by guerrillas and did not need to put on makeup at all. They were farmers themselves. They were very vigilant about such a group of Japanese.

"Taijun! Don't get me wrong! It's me who sent food to the Imperial Army!" Zhao Hailong secretly pushed Feng Damazi. Feng Damazi hurriedly said to the point and went forward to say hello to the Japanese. He knew that the Japanese were a group of bastards who refused to recognize their relatives. If he didn't go out to explain, the Japanese would really shoot. At that time, he would have to be in trouble.

"Oh! Chief Feng? What are these people doing?" The Japanese found out that it was Feng Damazi's people, so they asked.

"Taijun! These people are all good people from Luojiazhuang. They are following me to deliver food to the imperial army today." Feng Damazi replied.

"Open the door!" The Japanese ordered the door to be opened without thinking. The other Japanese immediately went to open the door for them. The original Japanese also relaxed their vigilance, and the machine guns aimed at them turned around.

"Good people! Great people!" As soon as Zhao Hailong and his friends entered the gate of the stronghold, the Japanese kept praising them.

"Captain Feng! You have made great contributions to the Imperial Army again! The Imperial Army will be rewarded heavily!" The Japanese praised Feng Damazi again. But Feng Damazi was very nervous inside. He was afraid that his words would be miserable if the Japanese discovered their identity.

"President Feng! Please transport everything in the Taijun! " At this time, Zhao Hailong, who had been standing beside Feng Damazi, said.

After entering the stronghold, Zhao Hailong found that there were a large number of Japanese soldiers here and their firepower configuration was strong. Although they relaxed their vigilance at this moment, once they had a fire with them, the guerrillas would still suffer a great loss. Now, only by attracting most of the Japanese here can they be convenient for them to start and have a greater chance of success.

"Yes, yes! Taijun! Where is Matsuda Taijun? How to deal with these things?" Feng Damazi asked the Japanese. The Matsuda he mentioned was the captain of this stronghold.

"Captain Matsuda is still behind! You guys wait!" The devil said as he turned around and said to a devil behind him. "Kun Kawaguchi, go and find Captain Matsuda!".

Soon, a fat Japanese officer walked towards here with a group of Japanese soldiers.

"Captain Feng! You have made great contributions to the Imperial Army again. The Imperial Army will not treat you badly! There are rewards!" Before the people arrived at them, the voice had already spread far away.

Matsuda was not very fat. Since he became the team leader here, Feng Damazi collected money and grain for them, they began to eat Chinese people in the fish and meat area here. The livestock in this area has been eaten by them, and even if there are, the villagers secretly raised them in the mountains. They could not find them. In the past, Feng Damazi could collect some chickens and ducks when he went down to collect grain. They had not eaten beef and mutton for a long time. Therefore, he heard that Feng Damazi brought them a lot of cattle and sheep today.

How could he be unhappy? That's why he even called Feng Damazi to make great contributions and shouted to reward him. Not only was he happy, but his Japanese devils were even happier. On weekdays, chickens and ducks could be eaten first by Matsuda. The rest were the soldiers, so how could they have enough to divide the remaining things? There are so many cattle and sheep now, and Matsuda alone cannot finish eating it alone, so they can eat beef and mutton. Their eyes were also enthusiastic when they looked at Feng Damazi. At this moment, they all relaxed their vigilance and looked at these supplies.

"Taijun! Are you satisfied with these things?" Feng Damazi hurriedly bowed up, like a pug, his face was originally full of pockmarks, and tried hard to squeeze out a smile. He was like a toad, as ugly as it would be.

"President Feng! You are very good!" Matsuda no longer knew what words to praise Feng Damazi. He patted Feng Damazi on the shoulder with great satisfaction.

"President Feng! Let's move these things into Taijun!" Zhao Hailong pretended to ask Feng Damazi. Feng Damazi immediately understood what Zhao Hailong meant. They were going to do it, so he followed Zhao Hailong's inquiry.

"Yes, yes! Why don't you move all these things in!" Feng Damazi also pretended to shout as usual. The guerrillas immediately became busy and carried their grain bags into the artillery tower.

"You guys aren't going to take all the cattle and sheep over there!" Feng Damazi made a good example of directing the guerrillas to lead the cattle and sheep over the Japanese to the east of the stronghold.

Zhang Guifang and the others pretended to lead the cattle and sheep to the east wall for the Japanese. Lu Xiaolin and the others carried the grain bags and entered the artillery tower. The Japanese in the artillery tower had completely relaxed their vigilance against them at this moment, and ignored them at all. They just paid attention to the movement outside. Lu Xiaolin and the others put down the rice bags, pulled out the short knife from their waists, and slashed at the machine gunner in the artillery tower. In the past, Lu Xiaolin was a pig slaughter, and he had a very reasonable grasp of the knife. The Japanese killed the dog without saying a word. Several people quietly went to the second floor, and the Japanese on the second floor were still talking about something. Several people were very happy. It seemed that they were discussing these cattle and sheep, and several team members rushed over with their knives.

"Bastard! What do you want to do?" One of the Japanese soldiers found them, but it was too late. Several people had rushed over and stabbed the Japanese in the chest ruthlessly.

"What are you doing? I'll fuck your grandma!" Lu Xiaolin cursed, and took advantage of the situation to rub the blood from the short knife on the Japanese. After succeeding, Lu Xiaolin led his men out of the artillery tower. When Zhao Hailong saw Lu Xiaolin nodding at him, he knew that they had succeeded and shouted, "Take it!"

The other team members showed their guys and started to fight against the Japanese around them. Zhao Hailong even drew out his pistol in an instant and shot Matsuda several times, which directly resulted in Matsuda's life.

"Bastard! What's going on?" The Japanese standing outside were all confused, and were dealt with by the guerrillas before they could understand the situation.

Wang Zhengui swung a big knife and slashed at a Japanese soldier beside him. Unfortunately, the knife was too straight and directly slashed on the Japanese helmet. With a "defying!" sound, the Japanese fainted. He used too much force, which shattered his tiger's mouth and his hands were numb.

At this moment, Wang Zhengui was eager to kill the Japanese, but he didn't care about anything else. He swung his sword and slashed the Japanese's shoulders for the second time, and split the Japanese in half with one knife.

After killing this Japanese devil, Wang Zhengui couldn't help but breathe heavily. The two swords just now were too hard, which made him very tired! Only then did he feel a little pain in his hand. When he looked down, his mouth was shattered and his wounds were bleeding. He didn't care about this at all, and rushed towards the next Japanese devil with a knife.

There were also Japanese people who reported that they didn't care about aiming, took off their guns and shot them at the guerrillas. Before they could fire a second shot, the guerrillas rushed to them. They could only give up shooting and waved their bayonets to fight with the guerrillas. The guerrillas were all red at this moment, and they had no time to check whether they were injured or fought with the guerrillas! They shot with guns, and they could slash with their swords. For a moment, the enemy and us fought together.

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Chapter completed!