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This time the mission system set his identity as a Hunanese, 21 years old, he was the only male in the family, and his cousin of the same clan died in the North China battlefield. He was sent to Shanghai as a member of the Hunan Security Corps to support the front line.

The first thing he did after he regained consciousness was to kill two Japanese cavalrymen, and after they were killed by the Hunan Security Regiment, he moved alone along the Suzhou River to the Sixing Warehouse.

However, he never thought that because his appearance changed some things, Li Xiang from the Hunan Security Regiment was also captured by the 524 Regiment as a deserter and taken into the Sixing Warehouse.

The task Yang Deyu gave to Duan Wu, Lao Suan and others was to build fortifications, which was nothing, the key was that Li Xiang exposed the Southern Fourteen-style pistol that he threw to him.

A first-class soldier was pointing a gun at Li Xiang, and the second-class soldier next to him was ordered to grab the gun.

Of course, the Hunan guy didn't do it, he rolled into a ball with the second-class soldier, protecting the gun case with both hands.

"Take it out, take it out, believe it or not, I'll kill you with one shot." The gun in the corporal's hand kept shaking, trying to create more pressure on Li Xiang.

"You deserters are not good at fighting. You usually dig trenches and repair fortifications. What do you do with it?"

It sounds reasonable, but it's still a bully to put it bluntly.

Here is Li Xiang, a member of the Hunan Security Corps. Of course, no one helped him out, not even someone who said something fair. The Japanese are dead. If Yang Deyu didn't need them to repair the fortifications, maybe the loud-talking squad leader would have dragged them out and killed them. Many people have seen how the supervising team killed the deserters.

They didn't dare to do anything, and they didn't dare to speak justice. Some people dared.

Lin Yue pressed the bandage on his ankle with his hand, walked over and aimed his foot at the corporal, directly put the man into the trench, then grabbed the bayonet-mounted Zhongzheng rifle and twisted it hard, grabbed it and threw it to the side, and bowed left and right. A pass hammer.

"The 524 regiment is so virtuous? Deserters? The guns of the deserters are all snatched, and the feelings are not as good as the deserters?"

This remark immediately angered the crowd. The soldiers of the 524th Regiment, who were supervisors nearby, didn't know that Lin Yue was a thorn. Seeing that the privates had been beaten, they jumped into the trenches one after another to help.

This one went to pull Lin Yue's clothes, he hooked his arm and folded it upwards, and hit his knee to the back of the waist; the other punched out, but he dodged it, and hit the left rib with a lower hook; the other raised his rifle Just as he was about to smash down, he was hit by the iron mountain and flew out, and fell to the ground so painful that he couldn't get up;

Lao Abacus, Yangguai and others stopped working, and they all gathered around to watch the fun. They didn't expect him to come back, let alone the first thing he did after he came back was to beat up the members of the 524 regiment.

In the words of the Northeasterners, Biao, so terribly Biao.

"What are you doing? What's the matter? You were asked to repair the fortification, but..." Yang Deyu came out when he heard the noise outside, and parted the crowd to look inside: "It's you again?"

Before, Lin Yue left the team without authorization. In serious terms, he did not follow orders, but from another perspective, he escorted the female students into the concession, and for some reason, he had a feeling in his heart that the other party would definitely come back when he said he would come back, so he didn't say anything. Lin Yue and the female student were allowed to leave.

But he never thought that this guy came back, but the first thing he did after he came back was to fight in groups.

Lin Yue was holding down the neck of a private first class as if about to hit him, but he stopped when he heard a voice behind him.

The first class soldier with a bruised nose and a swollen face saw the platoon leader approaching, and immediately said with aggrieved expression, "What does it matter to you if I talk to him?"

Lin Yue pushed the private first class back and staggered.

"Why is it none of my business? I gave him that gun."

Wow~

The crowd was in an uproar. After a long time, he got to know the Hunan guy who was alone, and... he gave the southern fourteen-type pistol in the arms of the Hunan guy? What is this guy's background? Killing a Japanese devil is something worth showing off. Such things as pistols can only be found on Japanese sergeants and officers above the sergeant level. Fortunately, he does two a day and generously gives away one .

At this time, Li Xiang finally found a chance to talk to him.

"Thank you, thanks to you just now."

Lin Yue said, "Why are you here?"

"I took those who were alone to a safe area and went back to find you, but the Japanese reinforcements cut off the way, so I could only continue to move forward. I met people from the 524th regiment while I was walking, and I was brought here. "

Lin Yue was taken aback, he didn't expect that Li Xiang was quite righteous.

"What's going on?" Yang Deyu looked at the first class soldier.

"The 88th Division, the direct line of the Central Army, the famous German weapon masters, I thought they were all famous men, cut~" Lin Yue said with a curl of his lips: "It turns out that they are also the masters of a group of rats carrying guns."

One sentence not only damaged the 524 regiment, but also despised the entire Central Army.

Yang Deyu's complexion changed. To be honest, he was quite afraid of Lin Yue. Not to mention that Yang Shusheng dictated that he solved half of the Japanese army squad by himself. He had a fight with the soldiers of the first battalion just now. The four of them were stunned. Cheap, the first class soldier was beaten up black and blue, speaking of which, this guy can really fight.

This kind of person is definitely very fierce when it comes to Japanese people, but they are thorny and difficult to control.

"Who do you call a mouse?"

With a question full of anger, Lao Suan and Duan Wu were pushed away, and behind him was Zhu Shengzhong's stinky face with too much force.

He also took two people with him, rolled up his sleeves and rolled up his trouser legs, looking at Lin Yue with unfriendly eyes.

"Can you say that others are worthy of you?" Lin Yue ignored his mad dog-like eyes, untied the 94th saber from his waist, threw his own and Li Xiang's guns on the ground, and finally the Seiko watch in his hand.

"Don't you think deserters don't need this? Come on, I'll give you a chance, right? Tell your people to go up together. If you can knock me down today, everything on the ground is yours. If you can't knock me down today Me, the people in your 524 regiment are a bunch of cowards."

If it was ironic to say that the members of the 524th regiment were in the nest with rats carrying guns, then now it is no different from pointing their noses and scolding their mothers.

Two words, arrogant, three words, too arrogant.

Duan Wu wiped off the rain on his face and swallowed hard.

Old Abacus lowered his voice from behind and said, "He's looking for death."

Everyone thought he was arrogant and too arrogant, but from Lin Yue's point of view, he didn't think he was doing too much. The behavior of the 88th Division of the Central Army is too much to be sarcastic? Although he knew very well that no matter what unit, the trump card is not the trump card, and it is common for veterans to bully recruits, not to mention Duan Wu and others, in the eyes of the soldiers of the 524 regiment, are a group of deserters who cannot be supported by mud.

In addition, he thought that taking this opportunity to convince Zhu Shengzhong and others would save a lot of trouble when acting alone in the next few days.

In the army, regardless of the size of the official position, the grassroots soldiers still have to rely on their strength to win whether they have the confidence to speak and do things.

"I'm coming." There was a shout from behind, and the soldiers of the 524th Regiment stepped aside, and a little light came into view. The tall Shandong soldier Qi Jiaming spit out the cigarette butts in his mouth, and walked up to Lin Yue to talk. Not to mention just a punch.

Big black bull?

Lin Yue didn't dodge, he let the wind of the fist face him before making a move, clap, grabbed Shandong Bing's fist, twisted it clockwise, bent his feet that were still a little sore and tripped down, Shandong Bing's legs went limp, and he fell on the ground on the ground.

Solve it after a face-to-face meeting with comrades-in-arms? Zhu Shengzhong became anxious, cursed a curse word, jumped up and punched him.

Lin Yue didn't retreat but advanced, with his legs high and his legs behind, he kicked Zhu Shengzhong's lower abdomen, kicking him several meters away, holding his stomach and coughing up several mouthfuls of gastric juice, lying on the ground and unable to get up for a while.

The squad leader was beaten like this, and the rest of the seventh squad rushed forward, and some even picked up a shovel, so that Lao Abacus pulled Xiaobei to the side to hide, for fear that the soldiers of the 524th regiment would beat him up instead of seeing the excitement.

There was a commotion in the crowd, Li Xiang was about to go up to help Lin Yue, but was hugged tightly by Yang Shu.

Lao Hulu and the others backed away one after another, and no one expected that it would really turn into a group fight—one class beat him one by one.