Bright Sword: I took Li Yunlong to work in military industry

Chapter 562: The Blame Prepared for Old Yan (1)

The Japanese division commander Jing Guanren was hiding in one of the trucks in the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army's convoy. Next to him were two Japanese lieutenant commander officers. He was very confused and scared, not knowing what the Eighth Route Army was going to do.

Originally, it had been captured in the Battle of Taiyuan, and had intended to die for its country. However, when it learned that almost all the senior officers of the Locust Army had been captured, its determination to die for its country faded.

Sometimes suicide is like this. Once the anger is gone, it will not commit suicide even if you ask it to. After all, animals also have a very strong desire to survive.

This morning, for some unknown reason, the Eighth Route Army soldiers guarding it seemed that they had received some very important guard mission. They were originally cleaning their guns and left in a hurry without even having time to reload them.

This was a godsend opportunity. Jing Guanren and two other captured Japanese officers discussed it together and decided to steal a gun and a dozen bullets to escape from the camp where they were held.

In the chaos, they did not have time to think about one question: why the standard firearms of the Eighth Route Army are now Type 56 submachine guns or Type 56 semi-automatic rifles, and why are these Eighth Route Army soldiers still using formal rifles today?

After stealing the guns, these Japanese prisoners had a very smooth journey. The defense in some places was extremely lax, but of course the defense in most places was still as tight as usual.

After wandering around, they actually discovered a convoy of the Shanxi Suiyuan Army. Although they couldn't understand why there were so many Shanxi Suiyuan Army trucks in Taiyuan City occupied by the Eighth Route Army, they were already at this juncture and couldn't care less. As long as they hid in the Shanxi Suiyuan Army's vehicles and got out of Taiyuan City, they had the confidence that they could return to the Locust Army.

Not to mention that he could not keep his official position, at least his life would not be in the hands of the Eighth Route Army.

Up to this point, everything was going extremely smoothly, but when the three devils infiltrated the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army's convoy, the Eighth Route Army's troops suddenly moved like boiling water.

The defense seemed extremely lax at first, but at this moment, dozens of Eighth Route Army soldiers suddenly appeared from some corner, with extremely fierce firepower.

But what they found extremely strange was that this dense firepower could not hit them at all. After more than an hour of stalemate, Jing Guanren realized that the Eighth Route Army wanted to blockade them instead of killing them.

Even the dumbest Japanese soldiers understood what was going on at this point. They were able to escape this time entirely because of someone's design. However, they didn't care about that anymore. They didn't care whether it was designed or not, as long as they could escape.

Now it is a game between the Eighth Route Army and the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army. If they can make good use of it, this group of devils may be able to escape.

Thinking of this, a glimmer of hope flashed in Jing Guanren's eyes, which had already been somewhat desperate.

Just as it was trying to find a glimmer of hope from the gap between the Eighth Route Army and the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army, it heard a bang and a bullet pierced its chest with unparalleled force.

The bullet came from a distance and entered the heart. After penetrating into the body, it began to roll inside Jing Guanren's body. When it was shot out of his body, his heart had been completely shattered and turned into a pile of minced meat that sprayed out from the bowl-sized wound on his back.

Jing Guanren looked in the direction where the bullet came from and saw the familiar man putting down his gun.

Li Yunlong!

Jing Guanren only had time to murmur this before he collapsed dejectedly.

Seeing the Japanese soldier fall to the ground, Li Yunlong cursed and said, "Damn old Yan, it's because this old guy is useless, otherwise I wouldn't have to do it myself."

Lao Li's bullet was an order. When the Eighth Route Army soldiers saw the Japanese leader fall, they no longer had any concerns. The other two Japanese lieutenant-level officers were quickly killed by the random gunfire.

The dirty work had been done, and Lao Li immediately ordered Zhang Dabiao and the monk to lead the team to retreat quickly and absolutely not let Lao Yan catch any evidence.

Otherwise, you will be the one to suffer the consequences.

Old Yan and a group of officers of the Shanxi Suiyuan Army inexplicably heard a burst of chaotic gunfire, and then suddenly everything returned to calm, without even a sound.

However, even so, Old Yan did not dare to stick his head out to see what was going on.

Until the voices of the brigade commander and Yu Ye sounded: "Commander Yan, Commander Yan, are you all right?"

Old Yan finally let go of his worries.

"Commander Shu Kang, Director Yu, thanks to you, we are all fine and no one was injured."

Old Yan came out from his hiding place and greeted Yu Ye and the brigade commander.

The brigade commander and Yu Ye walked up quickly with Li Yunlong, and the brigade commander said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Commander Yan, I frightened you.

Thanks to you, if you hadn't ordered the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army to help, we really wouldn't have been able to capture these Japanese prisoners."

After hearing what the brigade commander said, Old Yan's face was full of ignorance. What the hell was going on?

The actions of the Eighth Route Army left Old Yan completely confused. He had no idea what these people were trying to do.

"No, no, this is your territory now. With the combat effectiveness of your Eighth Route Army, you can kill the regular Japanese troops, let alone a few Japanese prisoners.

This is clearly your contribution, how can it be attributed to us?"

Old Yan still hasn't figured out why the Eighth Route Army wanted to take such credit for him, but his intuition has told him that this is not a good thing, so he is busy pushing the credit away.

But Yu Ye made the dumplings just for the vinegar, so how could he let Old Yan refuse?

"Commander Yan, we can't just stand there and do nothing. Why don't we go and see what the situation is with these Japanese prisoners?"

As Yu Ye spoke, he grabbed Old Yan's arm and walked towards the place where the Japanese soldier Jing Guanren was killed about a hundred or two hundred meters away without saying anything.

Old Yan wanted to pull his arm out of the boy's hand, but he didn't expect that this seemingly gentle young man actually had some strength left, and he couldn't break free for a while.

The three Japanese corpses had been shot into sieves and blood was all over the ground.

Yu Ye then stepped back and protected Old Yan in front of him while talking about the excuse of checking the Japanese corpses.

There was a click.

One of our reporters who was accompanying the army took a photo of Lao Yan inspecting the bodies of the Japanese soldiers. The angle was very good, and it looked as if Lao Yan and a group of officers from the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army had killed them personally.

Seeing that the required materials had been obtained, Yu Ye quickly held Old Yan back and said, "Commander Yan, you see, these are all Zhongzheng rifles. Our team is poor and we don't have that many Zhongzheng rifles.

So, I have to thank you this time. Without your help, the Japanese Lieutenant General Jing Guanren would have probably escaped."

Old Yan: “…”