"No."

"No."

Yang Yue firmly denied it.

Where were there so many sixteen prisoners he captured? It seems that there are only a dozen of them?

But I was also shocked.

He actually used sixteen pairs of handcuffs?

Very miserable...

Thousands of oceans disappeared like this.

I wonder if there is a cheaper way? For example, Pin Xixi's handcuffs...

Or just tie it with a rope?

Fortunately, the steel handcuffs that have been untied can be reused now. Otherwise, I can't afford so many steel handcuffs with my own salary.

so……

Don't take prisoners...

"Mr. Eighth Route Army, are you using a weapon imported from our United States just now?" asked an American reporter.

But he noticed the Garland semi-automatic rifle that Yang Yue took out before.

He has seen such guns by military journalists.

At that time, the inventor once promoted it everywhere.

But this type of gun seems to be incommon in number. The U.S. military is also rarely equipped. No one seems to be optimistic about its purpose.

"I'm sorry, I have nothing to say." Yang Yue said.

"It's not that your Eighth Route Army counterfeited it, right?" The American reporter was sluggish.

"Of course not. This was given to us by enthusiastic people from the United States." Yang Yue said seriously, "I will take this opportunity to express my thanks."

"So that's it. I wonder what you think of this gun?" The American reporter changed his mind.

Yang Yue nodded and said, "I am very satisfied."

"But the US military does not seem to have put it on a large scale. What do you mean is that the US military is actually wrong?"

"Based on my experience in using the battlefield, it is much more powerful than the Springfield M1903. I think it is the most perfect one among the infantry weapons at present."

A German reporter was dissatisfied, "Is our German MP38 submachine gun not as good as?"

"Of course not." Yang Yue fully showed off his keyboard warriors and stalker skills in his previous life. "The uses of the two are different."

"Can you tell me in detail?"

"MP38 has fierce firepower, suitable for melee combat, street combat, and melee in trenches. Its effective range is only about 200 meters. Garland is suitable for long-distance shooting. For example, more than three or four hundred meters. It is suitable for long-distance firefighting in the wild. Of course, if the two are combined, it will be even more perfect."

"Mr. Eighth Route Army, where did you get those MP38 submachine guns?"

"Seither seized from the Japanese."

"But as far as I know, there is no arms trade between us Germany and the Japanese."

"Maybe it fell from the sky. Then the Japanese picked it up. Then we seized it. This kind of thing is not completely impossible. Right, Mr. Reporter?"

"this……"

The reporter fell into deep thought.

Of course he would not believe Yang Yue's words. He prefers to have a secret weapon trade between Germany and Japan.

Why isn't there any trade between the Eighth Route Army and the Germans?

Oh, sorry, no one in Germany may know which green onion the Eighth Route Army is...

Yang Yue started the nonsense mode.

He is a time traveler and has a lot of information.

After a few moves, the reporters kept nodding, feeling natural.

Before I knew it, more than an hour passed.

"Yang Yue!"

"Yang Yue!"

Zhao Gang suddenly waved to Yang Yue.

Yang Yue looked back at him.

"A living Japanese pilot was caught." Zhao Gang whispered.

"Impossible?" Yang Yue expressed his disbelief.

Catch a pilot?

Or alive?

It feels very surprising!

He was hit by a single air defense missile and exploded in the air. He fell at an altitude of three or four hundred meters, but he was not dead?

Do you think you are Luffy, One Piece?

"It's true." Zhao Gang whispered, "He fell into the pond."

"The pond..." Yang Yue was speechless.

It's so grass!

There are only a few ponds around Luyang!

This place is a very dry place, with severe water shortage and even fewer ponds.

Ah, no! It was just a heavy rain yesterday, which caused the water levels in many ponds to rise. If you are lucky, you might be able to save half of your life...

Sure enough, Zhao Gang said: "It rained heavily yesterday and the pond was full."

"I understand." Yang Yue nodded.

It seems that the Japanese invader Amaterasu really has some divine power!

Falling from such a high place can accurately land in the pond, and then not even fall to death!

However, the person did not die of falling to death, but the powerful impact force on the water also made the other party faint. He woke up during the salvage process.

"I'll go and have a look!" Yang Yue turned around and left.

"Okay!" Zhao Gang nodded.

There are many reporters following behind.

A group of people came to the pond, where the Eighth Route Army was already on guard.

The Japanese pilot who was captured was Katsuyuki Akiyama. He seemed to be in good health, but his mind might be a little dazed.

After all, it was falling from a height of hundreds of meters, and the moment it entered the water was also very difficult. It was a miracle to be able to survive. It would be nonsense to say that it would not have any impact.

"Master Akiyama!"

"Akiyama won it!"

Tachiha Masahiro recognized the other party's identity.

This is easy to deal with. It turns out that there are acquaintances.

Yang Yue was about to speak when suddenly his mind moved slightly.

However, it was a super miniature map reminder that a large number of Japanese aircraft arrived from the northwest.

Hehe, the Japanese went crazy today!

One wave of planes was killed, and another wave came.

There seem to be more numerous aircraft in this wave? There are actually twelve aircraft!

They are all fighter jets.

"Twelve more Japanese aircraft arrived in the northwest direction." Yang Yue said to Zhao Gang, "Note to hide."

"Okay!" Zhao Gang did not dare to neglect and immediately ordered the troops to hide.

As for the reporters in front of him, as well as the Japanese prisoners, they were naturally handed over to Yang Yue for handling.

In case of accidental injury by a Japanese plane...

That is also the responsibility of the Japanese...

“Buzz!”

“Buzz!”

Sure enough, a moment later, the roar of planes came from the northwest sky.
To be continued...