"Company Commander, this Japanese devil is pretending to be dead!"

The little soldier roared and aimed at the Japanese lying on the ground with his gun: "Raise your hands!"

The soldiers from the Fourth Battalion also helped clean the battlefield and found a Japanese devil who was pretending to be dead.

Maybe I was fainted by the bomb!

No matter what, he is indeed a living Japanese devil.

The little warrior discovered it, so the Japanese had to get up, raise his hands above his head, and surrender.

A bang of gunshot was very abrupt on the battlefield where the battle had ended.

The little soldier found that he had been splashed with blood in his pants. The Japanese in front of him who raised his hand had a hole in his chest and fell to the ground.

Before he died, the Japanese thought: Didn’t they say that if they surrender, they would not die?

?The little soldier was also confused: "Who fired the gun?"

"It's me!"

Yuan Lang, Zhang Dabiao and the Thirteenth Company Commander arrived.

Zhang Dabiao didn't ask the little soldier, staring at the Thirteenth Company Commander with a burning look: "Didn't you convey the order?"

It was obviously a questioning question. Before the battle, Li Yunlong issued an order that he would not leave a prisoner and not let a Japanese devil go.

Zhang Dabiao changed it and killed all those who did not surrender on their own initiative.

These Japanese devils are carrying blood debts on their backs and keeping them alive. How can they comfort the dead fellows?

The Thirteenth Company Commander glared at the little soldier and explained, "I have conveyed all the orders. He is a new recruit, probably not understood."

Zhang Dabiao glanced at the recruit's egg, with a tender face, about eighteen or nineteen years old.

His legs were trembling, and it was hard for him to hold the gun.

"Okay, let's just forget about this, remember it later."

Just as Zhang Dabiao was about to smooth out the matter, Zhao Gang also came with the gunshots.

He is also a sharpshooter, very sensitive to gunfire, and he can see clearly what's happening here three hundred meters away.

"Zhang Dabiao, let's forget it? Killing prisoners is a serious violation of discipline. If you say forget it, let's forget it?"

Zhao Gang asked extremely bluntly.

As long as you surrender, you will be a prisoner. It is the discipline of the Eighth Route Army that you cannot abuse, let alone kill.

Zhang Dabiao also blatantly covered up. So many classes have been wasted. Is there any discipline in his eyes?

"political commissar……"

Zhang Dabiao lost his prestige as before, and his tone became much softer. Except for Li Yunlong, no one in the New Second Group was afraid of Zhao Gang.

Especially he himself knew that killing prisoners was against discipline.

Although the Japanese deserve to die, that's not the reason why he can violate discipline.

Yuan Lang, who had not spoken, had to stand up when he saw this: "Political Commissar Zhao, don't exaggerate it. This Japanese devil pretended to be dead just now, and he might pretend to surrender, thinking of a counterattack.

The gunshots that were scattered just now, I don’t believe you didn’t hear them. I can find a few soldiers who were shot black by the Japanese wounded soldiers.”

What he said was not a false statement. The Japanese were fierce and almost barbaric, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that they were barbarians in the world.

After they were injured, anyone who could hold a gun would have to take a cushion before they died.

It is the kind of person who is seriously injured and dying, and he will die together even if he finds an opportunity.

Now I go to the soldiers to look for it, but I dare not say that there are too many. It is no problem to find one or two people who were shot by the wounded soldiers.

Zhao Gang saw Yuan Lang shooting, and this explanation seemed to him to excuse himself.

He said angrily: "You are quibbling. He has raised his hands and is about to surrender. He beat him to death without seeing any resistance, and killing prisoners. It is a serious violation of discipline."

Zhang Dabiao, who became a spectator next to him, saw the two gods quarreled.

From the bottom of his heart, he was directed towards Yuan Lang and agreed with Yuan Lang's approach.

Zhang Dabiao had worked in the 29th Army before. He was unambiguous in fighting the Japanese. He used a machete to kill thirteen Japanese soldiers one after another, and was promoted from the squad leader to the deputy company commander.

Later, the 29th Army retreated south, and Zhang Dabiao drove away, and he wanted to go back to his hometown to settle his old mother.

Who knew that the villages in his hometown were burned by the Japanese army and his old mother was burned to death.

Zhang Dabiao buried his mother and threw herself into the Eighth Route Army with one stomped his feet.

From then on, his eyes turned red when he saw the Japanese.

He and Yuan Lang were in agreement with the Japanese, and he wanted to kill them all.

But when the Eighth Route Army must abide by the Eighth Route Army's discipline.

When the political commissar did not see it, he could dig a loophole and smooth things out. But if he was tortured by the political commissar, Zhang Dabiao would not dare.

Or he wouldn't do that, he would just be a spectator.

This is also his smooth side.

Compared to Yuan Lang, who has been smooth sailing, it is difficult for him to be smooth. He has a bad temper and dares to scold Li Yunlong, let alone be strong with Zhao Gang.

He felt that the Japanese had committed blood debts and that he should have killed the Japanese.

The stinky scholar kept holding on, it wasn't over yet?

"The Japanese intend to resist, and I shot him to death, there is nothing to say. The lawsuit ended with the brigade commander, and I said the same thing.

You, Political Commissar Zhao, have nothing to do, you can do whatever you want, I won’t be with you anymore.”

Yuan Lang glared at his eyes, his lips curled up, and he looked like he was not stingy. He said harsh words, turned around and left.

Zhao Gang was left with a cold air.

Is there any other kingly law?

Are there any rules?

It's lawless!

Zhang Dabiao waved his hand and drove away the soldiers watching the fun around him first.

"Political Commissar, Consultant Yuan is a straightforward person. Don't take his words to heart."

Zhang Dabiao observed Zhao Gang's expression and continued to explain: "The rules are determined by the top, and you must use them flexibly when implementing them below.

Consultant Yuan may be a little anxious when doing things, and he is kind-hearted. Don’t be as knowledgeable as him.”

Zhao Gang didn't make any mistakes, looked at Zhang Dabiao deeply, and turned around and left.

Consultant Yuan and Political Commissar Zhao had a quarrel because of a Japanese man who was shot to death, which was not a trivial matter.

Zhang Dabiao asked the soldiers who were watching just now to shut up, and then went to find Li Yunlong and explained the whole story.

"Control Commander, Political Commissar Zhao is obviously angry. Don't really get the matter to the brigade commander, that's going to be troublesome."

Faced with Zhang Dabiao's concerns, Li Yunlong sorted out his mind clearly and smiled: "This gun was fired by Yuan Lang, so it's okay."

"What does it mean?" Zhang Dabiao didn't understand.

Does Consultant Yuan still have privileges?

Li Yunlong asked him with a smile: "Is Yuan Lang the Eighth Route Army our Eighth Route Army?"

"Forget it, of course."

After saying that, Zhang Dabiao realized something was wrong and changed his words: "Consultant Yuan is an advisor. If he did not join our Eighth Route Army, he would not have to abide by the discipline of our Eighth Route Army. Is this what it means?"

Li Yunlong nodded, and his eyes looked at Zhang Dabiao were filled with relief. He was smart enough to be worthy of being the number one strong man under his command.

"That's right, so the political commissar understands it, and he won't complain to the brigade commander. And he just complains, so what can he do?

Can the brigade commander punish Yuan Lang? Or should he be demoted! He can't do anything, at most he will just cancel the honor."

As soon as Li Yunlong spoke, Zhang Dabiao understood everything.

No wonder Consul Yuan is so tough, it turns out that he is fearless!
Chapter completed!