Chapter 2 Monk Wei
After the battle, Wang Ye bent over to take off the cotton military coat of the Japanese second lieutenant.
The Japanese soldiers of that era were really short. Most of them were only about 1.5 meters tall, and 1.6 meters was considered tall, but this Japanese second lieutenant was at least 1.7 meters tall.
Compared with Wang Ye, there is still a long way to go.
But the Japanese second lieutenant's cotton coat was barely wearable.
It’s not that I’m afraid of the cold, the key is that being naked doesn’t look very elegant.
Wang Ye took off the Japanese second lieutenant's coat and put it on himself. Damn, the coat that was longer than the knees on the Japanese made him look like a half coat.
Several other blood stains were also very unsightly.
But at least I don't have to be naked anymore.
Just when I was worrying about what to do with the remaining equipment, I suddenly heard footsteps behind me.
There was no time to change the magazine of the machine gun, so Wang Ye could only pick up a Type 38 rifle, turn around with the gun in his hand, and point the muzzle of the gun in the direction where the footsteps came from.
But they were two soldiers.
Wearing a thin gray military uniform.
Almost at the same time, a ding sound rang in Wang Ye's ears.
"Ding! The main mission is released. Join the 386th Brigade Independent Regiment of the Eighth Route Army."
Wang Ye couldn't help but curl his lips, thinking that this damn system was really annoying.
They didn't even design the most basic human-computer interaction system, so I have to give it a bad review.
However, the mission issued was simple, and he was originally planning to join the independent regiment.
Since I have traveled to the world of Bright Sword, if I don’t join the Independent Regiment, wouldn’t it be a waste of my trip?
If nothing unexpected happens, the two people coming over should be from the Eighth Route Army. I wonder which unit they are from? Maybe they are from the Independent Regiment.
Soon, the two soldiers came closer.
Wang Ye noticed that they were wearing armbands on their right arms.
The armband has the words 18GA embroidered on it, which means the Eighteenth Group Army, it’s really the Eighth Route Army.
Especially the Eighth Route Army soldier in front, fair-skinned and bookish, isn’t he Zhao Gang, the political commissar of the Independent Regiment of the 386th Brigade of the Eighth Route Army?
Political Commissar Zhao is still easy to identify.
However, Wang Ye still raised his gun and shouted, "Stop, who are you?"
"Don't be nervous, big brother." Zhao Gang waved his hand and said, "We are the Eighth Route Army."
"Eighth Route Army?" Wang Ye showed a look of surprise on his face and asked excitedly, "Are you the Eighth Route Army?"
The brigade guard who was walking beside Zhao Gang asked in surprise: "Why, have you heard of our Eighth Route Army?"
"Of course I have heard of it." Wang Ye said, "I know that your Eighth Route Army is a real anti-Japanese armed force. I have come back from overseas all the way..."
As he was speaking, a strange piece of information suddenly entered his mind.
A second generation Chinese immigrant in Germany? Studied special operations at the Berlin Military Academy?
Well, the dog system directly set his identity as a Chinese living in Germany, and he even knew German out of thin air.
At that moment, Wang Ye added, "I came back from afar this time just to join your Eighth Route Army."
"Are you a returned overseas Chinese?" Zhao Gang's eyes lit up, because most of the children of overseas Chinese have received higher education, which is a treasure for the Eighth Route Army.
"Well, my name is Wang Ye, and my ancestral home is Chaozhou."
Wang Ye nodded and said , "I grew up in Germany, but my father taught me to speak Chinese since I was a child and told me that I am Chinese. I have never forgotten that the blood of the descendants of Yan and Huang flows in my veins!"
"Great." Zhao Gang nodded happily and asked, "Have you studied military affairs?"
"Yes." Wang Ye said, "I once studied military affairs at the Berlin Military Academy."
"No wonder." Zhao Gang said, "He wiped out an entire squad of Japanese soldiers with just a few moves!"
Wang Ye asked knowingly, "By the way, do you know where the 386th Brigade Independent Regiment is?"
"386th Brigade Independent Regiment?" Zhao Gang asked with a sudden thought, "Why are you asking about this unit?"
"Because the commander of the 386th Brigade's Independent Regiment is Li Yunlong." Wang Ye said, "I just arrived in Shanxi and heard of the name of Commander Li. He led the New 1st Regiment to defeat the Sakata Regiment from the front and also killed the commander of the regiment, Sakata Nobutsu. Unfortunately, when I found the New 1st Regiment, I heard that Commander Li had been transferred to the Independent Regiment."
Zhao Gang then had a preliminary understanding of his own crotch.
The name of my partner has spread throughout Shanxi Province.
Zhao Gang immediately extended his hand and said, "Let me formally introduce myself. I am Zhao Gang, the political commissar of the Independent Regiment of the 386th Brigade of the Eighth Route Army. On behalf of the Independent Regiment, I welcome you to join us!"
"Are you the political commissar of the independent regiment?"
Wang Ye pretended to be overjoyed and said, "That's great."
"Ding!" There was another soft sound in my ear.
"Mission completed, a treasure chest as reward."
Then a virtual treasure chest appeared in the field of vision.
Wang Ye opened the treasure chest without hesitation.
Then another golden scroll popped out.
Written on the scroll were five seal characters: "Elite Fighting".
Elite-level combat? Whether it works or not, let’s use it first.
Wang Ye just changed his mind, and the scroll turned into a ball of golden light and merged into his body.
Then Wang Ye felt that a memory appeared in his mind out of nowhere, a memory about fighting. It felt as if he had been practicing fighting for more than ten years.
However, Wang Ye still had a vague feeling.
It seems that my strength has not improved substantially?
Could it be that his fighting skills were originally elite?
If that's the case, this scroll is a real waste.
At this time, Zhao Gang said to the guard: "Xiao Zhang, go and call Xiao Liu over."
"Yes!" Guard Xiao Zhang agreed and turned around to call another guard.
Soon, two guards came back with three horses, and Zhao Gang ordered to clean up the battlefield as soon as possible.
The military discipline of the Eighth Route Army is that all captured items must be turned over to the public. Since Wang Ye was already a soldier of the Independent Regiment, the Japanese weapons and equipment of this squad naturally became the spoils of the Independent Regiment.
Thinking that he could take a squad of Japanese weapons and equipment to Yangcun to take up his post,
Zhao Gang couldn't help but feel a little excited as he had picked up a powerful general like Wang Ye on the way.
I guess his partner , yes, Li Yunlong, should be very happy.
The battlefield was quickly cleared, and a total of ten Type 38 rifles, ten bayonets, a Type 96 light machine gun, three Nambu pistols and two sabers were seized.
In addition, there are more than 1,500 rounds of 6.5mm caliber Arisaka rifle bullets.
More than 100 8mm caliber pistol bullets and 15 Type 97 grenades.
Then there were thirteen sets of Japanese cotton coats. Although they were riddled with bullet holes from Wang Ye's clothes and stained with blood, they were still good clothes after being patched and washed.
Then came supplies such as rubber-soled shoes, helmets, and military water bottles.
For the Eighth Route Army, which was short of supplies, the devils were treasures. To borrow Li Yunlong's words, when would the Eighth Route Army celebrate the New Year? Defeat the devils and that would be the New Year!
These supplies were carried by three war horses.
Zhao Gang and two guards changed to walking.
The four of them walked a short distance forward.
Just after turning a mountain pass, a gunshot was suddenly heard .
"Political Commissar Zhao, there's a situation!" The two brigade guards immediately shouted.
"Xiao Liu, you keep an eye on the horses and supplies." Zhao Gang said without hesitation, "Wang Ye, and Xiao Zhang, the two of you follow me to the front to take a look."
Zhao Gang took Wang Ye and Xiao Zhang and quickly climbed up a small mound on the side of the road.
Lying on the top of the hill and looking forward, I saw that two hundred meters ahead, four Japanese devils and a dozen puppet soldiers had surrounded a young man with bare hands.
The young man was wearing the uniform of the Central Army.
Zhao Gang couldn't help but think to himself, today is really strange.
I actually met a young man with bare hands again?
Wang Ye grinned. This tall and strong man with a bald head, isn’t he Wei Dayong?
That’s right, it was Zhao Gang who rescued Monk Wei on the way to Yang Village to take up his post. Yes, it was him!
At that moment, Wang Ye, Zhao Gang and the guard Xiao Zhang all raised their Type 38 rifles, ready to lend a helping hand.
A distance of two hundred meters is a bit far for the guard Xiao Zhang, but it is nothing for snipers like Zhao Gang and Wang Ye.
However……
The three men had just raised their guns.
Then I saw the young man suddenly move.
With just one punch, he knocked a Japanese soldier to the ground.
Before falling to the ground, the Japanese soldier opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood.
If nothing unexpected happens, all his internal organs should have been shattered.
After a successful strike, the young man immediately stretched out two large hands like palm-leaf fans, pressed down the heads of the other two devils, and then suddenly exerted force!
The two heads immediately collided heavily with each other.
There was a loud bang and both helmets were almost dented.
Such a severe impact will inevitably lead to severe concussion.
The two Japanese soldiers lost consciousness almost instantly, and then collapsed to the ground like two puddles of mud.
At this time, the last remaining Japanese soldier finally reacted, cursed "Baga", and stabbed with his rifle with a bayonet.
But the young man dodged it easily with a quick move.
At the moment when the bayonet rubbed his right rib, the young man quickly stretched out his left hand, grabbed the gun barrel, and then quickly removed the bayonet in front of the rifle, and then wiped it with his backhand.
Finally, the Japanese soldier's throat was cut.
Zhao Gang once again witnessed a wonderful battle!
In just a few seconds, the young man killed four Japanese soldiers with his bare hands!
Seeing this scene, the remaining dozen or so puppet soldiers were dumbfounded and too scared to move.
At this moment, the young man suddenly groaned and knelt on one knee on the ground.
Seeing this, a dozen puppet soldiers were immediately cheered up and raised their rifles again.
Zhao Gang and Wang Ye naturally would not watch the young man being killed. They pulled the trigger almost at the same time. With just one gunshot, two puppet soldiers in front fell down.
One was shot in the chest.
The other one was shot in the middle of the eyebrows.
