Anti-Japanese War: You drove me away, and now you want me to rescue you?

The choice is revealed!

Lu Zhixian raised his eyebrows.

No doubt.

All three rewards are very good.

Take the Japanese Type 92 infantry gun for example. Although its performance is far inferior to many American and German artillery, it has quite good mobility and is very easy to operate. It has quite good performance in the wild and in the mountains. This is also an important reason why it can gallop on the battlefield in the Central Plains.

It's just that the artillery is strong.

But compared with the first two rewards, it is obviously not so urgent at the moment.

"Sir, spare me! Sir, spare me!"

"We are all from poor backgrounds. We just couldn't survive before and became bandits!"

"Yes! Yes! Sir, we have been actively fighting the war since we went up the mountain, and we were still fighting the Japanese before!"

"..."

Seeing Lu Zhixian fall into thought, many bandits present immediately begged for mercy on the ground.

"I choose the second one!"

Lu Zhixian shouted silently in his heart.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host for winning a generator set!"

"The reward is being distributed, please check it!"

"..."

Soon the system's voice sounded as promised.

Although he didn't know where the reward was temporarily stored, Lu Zhixian's mouth was slightly raised at this time.

This generator set is a good thing!

If there is no power supply for territory construction, it is like playing house; on the other hand, only when the power is available can many equipment be put into use, and he can also build a stable base for the war of resistance.

Of course, making this choice is not entirely based on the reward.

"Quiet!"

Lu Zhixian came back to his senses and quickly scanned the crowd, then said in a deep voice: "I know that most of you have become bandits out of necessity, but since you have become a bandit, you must bear the corresponding consequences. I, Lu Zhixian, have always been clear about what I do. Now I declare that except for a few bandit leaders and evil thieves who kill and burn, the rest of you must work here for half a year. If you want to leave after half a year, I will not stop you!"

"Thank you, sir!"

"Thank you, sir!"

"..."

Many bandits were immediately pardoned.

Only a few people such as Xie Baoqing turned pale in an instant, and the former shouted anxiously: "Sir, sir! I, Xie Baoqing, am also a good person!"

"Good person?"

Lu Zhixian sneered and said: "Xie Baoqing, have you really never committed murder and arson? Have you really never bullied the villagers around you?"

"I really haven't."

Xie Baoqing's eyes flickered slightly.

Lu Zhixian sneered and asked, "Who killed the whole family of Zhang Dashan, your fellow villager?"

"How do you know?"

Xie Baoqing trembled all over, his eyes full of astonishment.

Before he became a bandit, he had indeed made enemies with Zhang Dashan, his fellow villager, and later, in a rage, he even killed his whole family. But he did this extremely secretly, and no one knew about it at all. How could this person know?

"Humph!"

Lu Zhixian snorted coldly.

According to the plot of "Bright Sword", although Xie Baoqing does not look so evil, and usually does not rob the money of the poor, he also stained a lot of people's blood when he became a bandit.

How could he let these bandit leaders go?

"Come on!"

Lu Zhixian had no intention of saying more nonsense, and shouted loudly: "Take the bandit leaders here out and shoot them!"

"Yes, Captain!"

Several soldiers immediately took the order.

Shanmaozi and several other bandit leaders kept struggling and shouting: "Master, spare me, master, spare me!"

Lu Zhixian waved his hand.

Soon.

Several bandit leaders were pulled out.

Lu Zhixian glanced at the crowd again and said coldly: "I know that there are still evil thieves among you who kill and set fire. If you know about it but don't report it, you will be regarded as an accomplice. At that time, it will not be as simple as half a year of labor. If you can report each other, as long as the situation is true, the reporter can be exempted from a certain period of work. You can weigh it yourself!"

Several evil thieves who were lucky enough not to be caught suddenly looked ashen. Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

While talking.

Several gunshots suddenly rang out outside the hall.

At this moment, the entire Black Cloud Village completely changed the king's flag.

...

Luoxi Town.

Temporary station of the Jinsui Army Headquarters.

Since the Japanese invaded Shanxi Province, the Shanxi Suiyuan Army had no choice but to fight guerrilla warfare.

Although their territory was much larger than that of the Eighth Route Army, they were also subjected to large-scale suppression by the Japanese several times.

Now this place was just moved here not long ago.

Click!

Click!

Click!

The high boots stepped out with a series of rapid sounds.

A middle-aged staff officer quickly ran into the headquarters with an anxious face.

"What did you say?!"

After hearing the information, the old man's face suddenly changed.His face was ashen, he gritted his teeth and said: "Our supplies were robbed!"

"Yes, yes, sir!"

"Asshole!"

The old man was furious: "My Jinsui Army has been in the Central Plains for more than 20 years, and now someone dares to make trouble for me! Do you really think we are soft persimmons?!"

You know, he has been constantly relocated by the Japanese recently, which made him feel very cowardly and angry. Now he has encountered such a thing, which makes him even more angry.

"Sir, calm down!"

Chief of Staff Wang next to him hurriedly persuaded him, and turned his head and asked in a deep voice: "Have you found out who did it?"

"Not yet."

"No?"

"Yes, yes."

The middle-aged staff officer's forehead was covered with sweat.

"You haven't even found out who it is?"

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes flashed with coldness.

Although it was the coldest time of the year, the middle-aged man felt a sweat on his back. He hurriedly responded, "Report, report to the commander! This happened near Laiyang County, 300 miles away. According to the soldiers transporting supplies, it was dark when they were robbed, and they were ambushed. They couldn't see who the enemy was. However, based on the firepower configuration of those people, they didn't look like the devils."

"Could it be the Eighth Route Army?"

"Hmph!"

The old man's face was terribly gloomy. He said coldly, "Those Eighth Route Army dared to rob the supplies of my Shanxi Suiyuan Army?"

"It could also be bandits!"

Chief of Staff Wang thought for a while and added, "I heard that there are many bandits who have become bandits near Laiyang County. Some of them are desperate to do such a thing. It may not be impossible. "

The old man clenched his fists tightly, and shouted fiercely: "I don't care which blind man dares to rob the supplies of my Jinsui Army, he is looking for death! Now order the nearby troops to immediately take back the supplies for me, and wipe out those damn bastards!"

"Commander!"

Chief of Staff Wang said with embarrassment: "We have no troops stationed near Laiyang County, and the nearest 36th Division is also 200 miles away. Moreover, the Japanese are now keeping a close eye on the surrounding areas. The 36th Division was originally the focus of the Japanese. If the 36th Division wants to go to Laiyang County, it must break through the Japanese blockade, and it will definitely attract the attention of the Japanese. "

"Damn it!"

The old man's face was extremely ugly when he heard this.

Thinking that he was a high-ranking commander of the Second War Zone, he couldn't even take back the supplies he lost!

This is really indescribable anger and frustration.

"Sir!"

Chief of Staff Wang hesitated, but finally gritted his teeth and continued: "Now the focus is not who did it, but how we should deal with it next. The Japanese attacked fiercely before, and our headquarters moved hastily. We didn't carry much winter supplies with us. This was originally the supplies that we collected from various places for nearly half a month. Now it's lost - I'm afraid the soldiers will starve."

"Humph!"

The old man's face sank, and he said: "Then transfer some supplies from the 37th Division."

"Supplies are also very tight over there in the 37th Division, and they have previously requested material reinforcements from the headquarters!"

"When will the next batch of supplies arrive?"

"It will probably be half a month later."

"Damn it!"

The old man's face was extremely ugly when he heard this. He thought for a moment, and finally had no choice but to say: "Pass my order, all soldiers will reduce their rations by half in the next half month, and then transfer more from the 37th Division. Let's get through this half month first."