Then he saw Wang Daqing running in excitedly.

Stand at attention, salute, report: "Political Commissar, Yang Yue, Situ Lei said he wanted to join our Eighth Route Army!"

"Situ Lei?" Zhao Gang turned to look at Yang Yue, "He's the only one?"

"There are also Situ Sen, Situ Miao and about 30 other people. But none of them made a clear statement."

"Yang Yue, let's go out and have a look?"

"good!"

Yang Yue nodded.

He knew that Situ Lei would be moved.

This guy is a young man with a spirit of spirit, active and active, and passionate, and he is determined to defend his country.

Situ Sen, Situ Miao and others are also patriotic. But they have many concerns. The biggest concern is that the Eighth Route Army is not strong enough and they are not opponents of the Japanese.

In fact, the Eighth Route Army is indeed relatively weak.

After the 25,000-mile Long March, there are few remaining backbones.

Although the troops are blooming everywhere now and the troops have expanded a lot, their average combat effectiveness has actually declined.

After all, too many new recruits will definitely reduce the original combat effectiveness.

At the same time, it is difficult to supplement the loss of the troops by fighting against the Japanese. It is impossible to use war to support the war.

If you want to grow and grow, you still have to fight the puppet army and the second Japanese devils. Over time, the combat power of the troops will naturally linger.

Of course, this kind of strategic matter is not something Yang Yue needs to consider.

The great men of this era have done a very good job in strategic issues.

He only needs to be a soldier.

Busting his head to kill the Japanese.

It will be a victory until August 15, 1945!

The two of them came to the door of Baishui Village.

Sure enough, I saw Situ Lei.

"Yang Yue, can I join the Eighth Route Army?" Situ Lei asked impatiently.

"Do you have any bad habits?" Yang Yue nodded and said, "For example, smoking cigarettes, prostitution, etc."

"No. I don't have any bad habits."

"That's good. Warm welcome!"

"Thank you! Thank you!"

Situ Lei stepped forward excitedly and saluted seriously.

Not to mention, the salute posture is still very standard, even more standard than Yang Yue. It is probably because he practiced secretly behind his back.

Unfortunately, I don’t have military uniforms. Otherwise, I would have given him a new military uniform immediately.

"Two brothers Situ, our Eighth Route Army warmly welcomes all the aspiring people to join the ranks of defending the country." Zhao Gang said solemnly, "No matter whether you are willing to join our Eighth Route Army team, we will join forces to kill the Japanese in the future!"

He is worthy of being a political commissar, and his speaking level is high.

Situ Sen and Situ Miao’s biggest worry is that he will immediately become a lonely man after joining the Eighth Route Army.

There are countless rumors outside that the Eighth Route Army likes to annex other people's teams the most.

What he said seemed to be serious, which caused many people to misunderstand.

Situ Sen and Situ Miao obviously have such a misunderstanding.

Now, Zhao Gang's sincerity has dispelled their concerns.

Don't force it.

Come and go freely.

It's a cooperative relationship.

The purpose is to kill the Japanese.

"Okay! Let's accept it!" Situ Sen made up his mind.

"Brother? Second brother, I knew you would agree!" Situ Lei was very happy.

"Yang Yue? Are there any bullets?" he said bluntly. "We don't have many bullets. If we encounter Japanese soldiers, I dare not let go..."

"There are a lot of arms in the warehouse of Baishui Village, so you can choose whatever you want."

"real?"

"certainly!"

Yang Yue nodded.

There is indeed a part of the arms in Baishui Village, but the number is not large.

The bandits' weapons? Most of them are crumbling guns, Mosinnagan and the like. Two-thirds of them are relatively old. The rifles of some old guns are almost smoothed out. The bolts are also difficult to pull open.

When he was a keyboard warrior in later generations, he saw the information that many old Mosinna dry rifles needed to pedal with their feet to lift the bolt. Now he is in the spotlight and sees the real thing.

Because the bolts are deformed? The control is difficult? The foot board really needs to be used to push hard to pull it open.

Fortunately, he just slid down and killed a small team of Japanese devils. There were a lot of rewards. Now they are all released in the warehouse.

Mainly the brand new mausoleum gun, Mauser 98k?, and Bren style light machine gun, etc.

"You guys go!"

Zhao Gang also approved with a smile.

Since you have seized the weapon, use it quickly.

As long as it is used to fight the Japanese? You can be equipped.

Situ Lei went there excitedly.

Situ Sen, Situ Miao and others bowed down and also brought their troops there.

Soon after? They came out with a lot of weapons and ammunition.

All three brothers were carrying Bren style light machine guns.

Sure enough, their favorite thing is this kind of guy with strong firepower.

Situ Lei said eagerly: "Yang Yue? Is there no problem with calling you like this? What kind of official are you? Why don't I call you an official position?"

"I'm just an ordinary soldier." Yang Yue said with a smile? "You'd better call me my name!"

"Okay? I'll call you Yang Yue! You call me Situ Lei!"

"no problem."

Situ Lei really wants to participate in the battle.

Unfortunately, there is no battle now. The Japanese have not come down again.

In fact, the Japanese can use the 92 infantry cannon to bombard Baishui Village at a long range. However, Yang Yue felt that Yuto Sudo would not do this because he wanted to save shells.

Now he is surrounded by the "people". He doesn't know how many Eighth Route Army members have come from the outside world.

The first thing he has to do now is to retain enough defense capabilities instead of attacking.

The two 92 Infantry Cannons are the biggest reliance of the Sudo Brigade. Each shell is very precious and cannot be wasted easily.

Skip!

Suddenly, a gunshot came.

Yang Yue's thoughts moved slightly.

This is the gunfire of the Japanese Type 97 sniper rifle.

Bang!

Then someone fought back.

This is the gunfire of the Type 85 sniper rifle.

What's going on?

Could it be a sniper?

No way?

Such an exciting thing?

He quickly and quietly took it out and came to Ge Sanweng's side.

"What's going on?"

"There are also snipers on the Japanese."
To be continued...