Why not?

Because Geng Mei said that if they did not resist, they would be arrested by the Japanese devils and went to the comfort center.

Where is the comfort center? It is a publicly paid brothel of the Japanese devils, a place where the devils vent their animal desires. When you go there, life is worse than death. Which woman is willing to do it?

Needless to say, they would choose to die in battle and would not be captured by the Japanese.

Especially young and beautiful women like them are definitely the first choice for the Japanese devils to ruin.

"What kind of gun is this?" Geng Mei asked curiously.

"Semi-automatic rifle. Ten rounds of bullets. No need to pull the bolt..." Yang Yue explained briefly.

"Give it to me! She is a waste of it!" Before Yang Yue finished speaking, Geng Mei had already reached out to take the gun away. She fiddled with her for a few times, and was very satisfied.

Indeed, compared with the stupid, big, black and thick Mosinnagan, the Type 5 and Six semi-automatic rifle can be said to be agile.

Whether it is Geng Mei or Fang Ling, they can easily manipulate it.

In fact, this gun does have a very broad mass base.

Twenty years later, the female militias spread all over China used this gun.

The heroic five-foot gun is lit up, and the dawn is just shining on the training ground. The Chinese daughter has many ambitions and does not like red clothes and arms.

This poem by the great man can indirectly explain that female militia can also support half of the sky.

"But..." Fang Ling looked at Yang Yue with a gaze.

I promised to give it to me, why...

Wronged……

Yang Yue had no choice but to take out another hand and hand it to her.

"ah?"

"You still have it?"

Geng Mei reached out to snatch it away again.

He quickly handed it to another delicate girl.

"Liao Qing, give you this gun! It's very useful!" Geng Mei said, "Watch a few more Japanese!"

"Yes!" The girl named Liao Qing agreed.

Yang Yue wanted to speak but stopped: This...

like……

I opened it wrong?

Sister, it seems that it was the gun I took out? It seems that it was my distribution...

"This is your first time here?" Geng Mei said.

"Yes!" Yang Yue nodded.

"So, you have no idea what's going on with us?"

"yes……"

"Okay, then I'll introduce you first. There are 23 people in our Plum Blossom Detachment, three boys, and the others are all girls. You've seen them all."

"yes……"

"This is Fang Ling. He can't shoot a gun. But he runs fast. The scouts and correspondents."

“Um…”

Yang Yue tilted his head and looked at Fang Ling.

It seems to be...

This girl has longer legs...

"This is Liao Qing. He has the best shooting skills. He has killed nine Japanese devils."

“Um…”

Yang Yue looked at Liao Qing with a squinted eyes.

She is indeed a very beautiful girl, delicate and quiet.

It is hard to imagine that such a girl with a little bookish style can be very accurate in her marksmanship. She can also use the stupid, big, black and thick Mosinna.

Damn war years!

If there was no war, why should she do this?

"This is Zhang Rong..."

"This is Song Li..."

"This is Shen Ming..."

Geng Mei introduced it one after another.

Yang Yue kept smiling politely.

I want to say something but it’s hard to say. I always feel a little embarrassed.

After all, now there is a strong yin and yang, and it seems that nothing is good to say. He is still very taboo about the relationship between men and women in this era.

Don't let someone go and sue you for a while and say you have any inappropriate thoughts, then you'll be done.

"Ji, these are three boys." Geng Mei said at the end, "They are all orphans. Big Mao, Er Mao, and Xiao Mao."

"Can they shoot?" Yang Yue was finally able to speak.

These three boys are not old, they are all twelve or thirteen years old, and they are still childish. They are all barefoot.

They are the real correspondents of the Plum Blossom Detachment. Any news that needs to be conveyed is to rely on their three little feet.

"They run very fast." Geng Mei was very satisfied with them.

"Oh!" Yang Yue nodded.

Suddenly I saw those puppet troops...

Do you want to let these annoying guys go?

If they let go, they will follow the Japanese to harm the people next time.

You said they were the culprits, but they didn't seem to be. But the accomplices were absolutely unavoidable. I really wanted to rattle them all.

Unfortunately, it doesn't work.

Discipline is discipline.

The Eighth Route Army has clear discipline.

"Let me..." Geng Mei was about to speak, but was suddenly stopped by Yang Yue.

no!

You can't just let it go!

"Get a few 38 large covers," said Yang Yue.

Other female soldiers had long collected the weapons of the Japanese and the puppet army.

There were too many, so they couldn't take it. They could only bury them for the time being. Then they sent Xiao Mao to the nearby area to find other troops. There were other guerrillas nearby.

This is the characteristic of the southern Hebei base. The enemy and the enemy are intertwined and fire is always received.

The devils can travel freely, and the guerrillas can travel freely. If you are not careful, you will encounter it.

Compared with the regular army in Taihang Mountains, there are many guerrillas in the southern Hebei base area. Almost every village has them. When the Japanese came, they were very lively.

Guns are firing everywhere.

Guerrillas are everywhere.

The Japanese were completely trapped in the vast ocean of people's war.

The weapons and equipment of the Japanese are indeed advanced. However, once they are ambushed by guerrillas, Hanyang Zai can kill people.

There are also various landmines and other things, and they will also teach the Japanese to learn how to be a human being.

Therefore, if it is not necessary, the Japanese will not run around.

Soon, more than ten large 38-four-caps were delivered.

All the bullets were removed. There were only bayonets.

Yang Yue ordered every puppet army to stab the Japanese corpse three times with a bayonet covered by 38.

Cruel?

not at all.

It is not cruel to take any method against the Japanese.
To be continued...