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Chapter One Hundred and One: Battle

"What kind of work are you doing!"

The adjutant beside Okamura was very alert. He noticed Zhao Er's abnormality and touched the pistol at his waist.

But he had no chance.

With the blood splashed in front of his eyes, the adjutant's consciousness completely fell into darkness.

The abnormality beside him aroused Okamura's alertness. Instead of turning back, he rushed forward, and at the same time pulled out the samurai sword from his waist to prepare for a slash.

However, his movements were just beginning, and a bayonet pierced through his body.

He opened his mouth and his body shaking, trying to turn around to see who killed him.

A force came from behind, and his body was straight and collapsed to the ground. He didn't know who killed him until he died.

The commander was killed, and the Japanese troops around finally reacted and turned their guns toward Zhao Er.

What greeted them were grenades that had been prepared long ago.

After throwing out the grenade, Zhao Er rushed straight to the artillery position, with the speed that ordinary people could hardly see.

Rumble!

Accompanied by brilliant fireworks, the Japanese artillery positions were transformed into ruins, and even the armory where gunpowder was stored turned into a sea of ​​fire.

The entire Japanese army's position was upside down by Zhao Er. He did not kill ordinary Japanese army, but only killed officers, which made the riot impossible to stop.

Ling Ziyun was half lying on Xia Ling. Just now, the Japanese army shells attacked, so he could only protect the other party first.

But what surprised him was that the shells stopped after just one round of volleys. Based on his previous experience with the enemy, this was somewhat inconsistent with the Japanese's previous style.

He slowly stood up and saw the Japanese positions roaring, fires rising, and shouting for killing.

"What's the situation? Could it be that the leader and the others are back?" Thinking of this, Ling Ziyun shook his head. With his timid and fearful nature, how could he come back?

"Brothers! Kill!"

Although I don’t know what happened to the Japanese devils’ position, such an opportunity must not be missed.

As for induced snakes out of the hole, deliberately leading them to the bait?

This is simply impossible!

Just one of them was not a self-deprecating person, and with the Japanese military strength, there was no need to do anything extra.

Although Ling Ziyun's company's troops were not strong and he was definitely not an opponent when he fought head-on, he successfully defeated the Japanese under the premise of the Japanese's chaos and the help of Zhao Er.

"We won!"

Standing on the Japanese's position, everyone shouted happily.

When they followed the company commander's order and stayed here to block the Japanese, they were already determined to die.

Now, they have won the victory and seized a large amount of supplies. How can they not surprise them?

"The things in your package must have been snatched from the Japanese."

Zhao Er also felt joy in his heart when he felt the joy of the people around him. However, he was worried about his mission and found Yang Erlong holding a big knife.

After Yang Erlong was chased to the position by the Japanese, he followed the Kuomintang army to charge against the Japanese, and killed several Japanese.

"That's right!"

When Yang Erlong was fighting with the Japanese, he saw Zhao Er's figure and was shocked by Zhao Er's extraordinary skills.

After the other party asked, he did not hide it.

"The things inside are very relevant, please give it to me."

Yang Erlong held the package on his body and looked at Zhao Er again, "Who are you? What is the thing in this package?"

Although he trusted Zhao Er, a comrade-in-arms who fought against the Japanese, the things in the package were things his father had to protect even if he tried his best to death, and he could not be handed over casually.

"I am the Eighth Route Army. The things in your package are my mission this time. As for what is inside, I don't know." Zhao Er took out his ID.

Yang Erlong stared at the man in front of him, hesitating whether to hand over the things in his hand to the other party.

At this time, Ling Ziyun came over and learned about Zhao Er’s purpose.

"Why don't we open it and see what's inside?"

Zhao Er thought for a moment and nodded slightly.

The package opened and there was a golden box inside, with a small lock on it.

"let me!"

Zhao Er stretched out his hand, pinched the small lock with his thumb and index finger, and pulled it hard, and with the sound of clicking, the small lock broke with the sound.

Ignoring the shocked gazes of the others, I reached out to open the lid of the box, and the things inside were beyond everyone's expectations.

It was a stack of paper with dense text printed on it.

He picked it up and looked it around casually. The more he looked, the ugly the Zhao Er's face became, from solemn to angry.

"I'll take a look."

Seeing that Zhao Er had finished looking ugly, Ling Ziyun reached out and took it over.

The front of the file is the preparation steps for several biochemical viruses, and the next few pages are various human experimental data.

The signature of the document is: 731 Kwantung Army.

"These damn Japanese! They actually used us for experiments!"

All those who have read the information are furious and wish they could eat the Japanese devils raw.

"I need to submit these information." Ling Ziyun looked at Zhao Erdao.

Zhao Er thought for a moment and said, "I can only give you these human experimental data. I can't give you the specific drug preparation steps!"

Ling Ziyun knew what Zhao Er meant, and he didn't want the methods to make biochemical viruses. He just wanted to hand over these and then announce them so that more people could know about the atrocities of the Japanese.

"Can!"

The group returned to the city to repair it. After handing over the information, Zhao Er said goodbye to them.

However, he did not leave Yidu County, but came to a grocery store.

This is a secret stronghold of our party. On the way, he learned about the specific situation here from other strongholds.

“What are the instructions above?”

In a dim room, several people were standing or sitting around the radio station.

The telegrapher handed the newly received instructions to his superiors, and the other party looked at it and handed over the information to Zhao Er.

"It's time for Comrade Zhao Er to work hard. He rushed to complete the party's tasks without stopping, and now he has to rush to other places immediately."

After reading the order issued, Zhao Er put the paper on the candle and lit it, and stood up.

"It's all for the people, and it should be done. And your task is also very difficult, so I'll leave this thing to you."

Zhao Er handed the golden box to the other party, and the other party solemnly took it, "Don't worry! We will definitely deliver this thing to Yan'an safely."

"I will attract the attention of the Japanese spies on the surface and provide cover for you!"

"Thank you very much."

"This is what I should do. OK, I must set out as soon as possible. Take care!"

"Take care of yourself!"

Zhao Er packed up his things, quietly left the grocery store with his package on his back, and when he appeared in front of others again, he was already outside Yidu County, heading west.

"Captain, I heard that the other party killed hundreds of Japanese outside the city alone. Is it true?" A young man dressed in a guy asked his superior curiously after Zhao Er left.

"Of course it's true! He is a member of the special combat team!"

"This team actually exists?! I thought it was a rumor?"

The man called the captain did not speak anymore and thought about the information he had just seen.

Because of the sudden retreat of the national army, their troops were trapped, with the New Second Regiment led by Yang Liqing and the 12th Division led by Fan Xiliang.
Chapter completed!
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