Bright Sword: An eight-year-old boy led a group to fight the Japanese invaders

After Wang Ye and his men had a good rest in the dense forest, he immediately arranged for Wang Ergou and Wang Daben to set out first to investigate the situation of the bandit stronghold.

Zhou Zhizhen looked at the Type 38 rifles and ammunition boxes scattered all over the floor and felt very embarrassed. "Captain, what should we do with so many weapons?"

When we came back from the Japanese stronghold at night, we had carts and three-wheeled vehicles. Now that we have entered the dense forest, these things are useless.

Wang Ye was also having a headache. He had buried the weapons a few days ago, and he didn't know if the villagers had found them.

"Well, each of you choose a gun and bring plenty of bullets. Bury the rest on the spot. Once we take down the bandit's stronghold, some of our men will come over to dig!"

At six o'clock the next morning, Wang Ye set out with a dozen people. Zhou Zhizhen's five men originally thought that these young children would definitely not be in good health.

So they ran very fast when they marched, just to see how strong Wang Dabao and the others were.

Besides, they are all veterans who have fought in the battlefield, but in the end their immediate superior is a 12-year-old child. How can they accept this?

Wang Ye looked at Zhou Zhizhen and others who were running in the front, and patted Wang Dabao on the shoulder, "Captain Wang, did you see that? Your soldiers are trying to intimidate you. Why don't you show your strength quickly?"

Wang Dabao was still young, and although he had good combat and command skills, he lacked life experience. After Wang Ye's reminder, he finally understood.

He looked at Zhou Zhizhen and the others who were almost disappearing in the distance, and smiled brightly, "These old soldiers are really full of twists and turns in their minds. I will let them know what despair is now!"

As he said that, he ran out with his gun on his back. Wang Ye watched them competing with a smile.

Wang Su walked up to Wang Ye with a gun in his hand, then bumped into Wang Ye with his shoulder.

"Brother, why are you like this? You are Dabao's grandfather. It's not nice to cheat people!"

Wang Ye pursed his lips, "Will you come next time if there's a chance?"

"It's settled!" Wang Su felt happy. She was also the great aunt. The children in Dawangzhuang were too naive. It was her fault that she did not teach them well. She would just have to trick them a few more times in the future.

It was past nine in the morning. The winter sun was always hazy and there was no temperature at all. When Wang Ye was looking at the surrounding environment boredly, "Bang!" a gunshot was heard in the distance.

"Be alert!" Wang Ye took out his gun and ran forward. Wang Dabao and his men were in front.

The sound of gunfire continued to be heard intermittently. Wang Ye ran forward for a mile and saw Wang Dabao and others lying on the slope.

"Dabao, what's going on?" Wang Ye ran to the slope and lay down and asked.

Wang Dabao put away his rifle and answered, "There are two people on horseback on the road in the distance, and a dozen Japanese soldiers are chasing them.

I don’t know why, but these traitors just won’t shoot!”

Wang Ye took a look through the rifle's scope and was delighted!

Isn't this the famous Ding blowing up the bridge? He almost forgot that Ding Wei was chased by the Japanese invaders when he returned to the headquarters.

"Prepare for battle!" Seeing that everyone had come, Wang Ye immediately gave the order to search.

Wang Su asked doubtfully, "You don't even know what's going on, and you want to fight?"

"Why bother with him? The person the traitors are chasing must be a good person. Let's save him first!"

Ding Wei and his guards rode their horses and ran forward desperately, turning back from time to time to shoot at the Japanese devils. "Hurry up, after passing the corner ahead, let's find a place to dismount. I must get rid of all these Japanese devils today!"

The guard asked in confusion, "Captain, why are these traitors just chasing us but not shooting?"

"I'll catch you a live person later, and you'll know the answer after asking!" Ding Wei answered in a panic. He didn't expect that he would be targeted by the Japanese invaders when he returned to the headquarters.

Wang Ye watched Ding Wei and his guards pass by right under his nose. In less than two minutes, a dozen Japanese soldiers rushed over with strange cries.

"Bang!" Wang Ye fired a shot casually. At a distance of less than 50 meters, the fastest running Japanese soldier fell off his horse.

Wang Ye's gunshot was like a signal. The others immediately started firing. Wang Dagui's machine gun fired a short burst of shots before stopping.

It was really that these traitors were so weak that they were all killed by a single volley of fire.

"Catch all the horses! They are all Japanese horses, they are in great condition!"

Zhou Zhizhen took his men out to catch horses. His men whispered, "Captain, we've got a big shot this time. Although the regiment commander and his men are young, they are very capable."

"Hey, weren't you defeated by Captain Wang? Why are you still saying that?" Zhou Zhizhen laughed at the subordinate who was determined to compete with Wang Dabao.

"Hehe, I just look down on them because they are young. But I won't do that again in the future. I believe that as long as I follow them, I can definitely avenge my dead brothers!" The man's eyes turned red as he spoke.

Zhou Zhizhen patted his shoulder and walked away silently.

After all the horses were captured, Ding Wei returned with his guards. He jumped off his horse, walked up to Zhou Zhizhen, and asked with a smile, "I wonder which hero rescued Ding?"

The combination of these dozen people looked strange no matter how you looked at them. Zhou Zhizhen and the other six wore the uniforms of the Shanxi Suiyuan Army, while the others wore cotton-padded clothes. They didn't look like people who could fight.

But everyone here carries guns, and there is a light machine gun and a mortar. The firepower of this class is stronger than that of the Kuomintang soldiers.

Zhou Zhizhen looked at Ding Wei who walked up to him and said awkwardly, "I am Zhou Zhizhen, the company commander of the first company of the first battalion of the Children's Corps. I wonder what to call this Eighth Route Army commander?"

"Children's Corps?" There was a big question mark on Ding Wei's forehead. What kind of number was this? Why had he never heard of it?

"I am Ding Wei, the commander of the 28th Regiment of Jizhong. Nice to meet you!"

"Nice to meet you!" Zhou Zhizhen shook hands with Ding Wei and pulled him to Wang Ye. "Let me introduce you. This is Wang Ye, the leader of our children's group, and this is Wang Su, the deputy leader!"

"Hello, Captain Ding!" Wang Ye said in a mysterious tone.

"Captain?" Ding Wei felt that he had traveled too hard these days and had not had enough rest, and his ears might not be working well. This child looked no more than 10 years old, so how could he be the captain?

"Captain Ding?" Wang Ye saw Ding Wei in a daze and called out again.

"Ah? Ah, hello, Captain Wang, thank you for saving us!" Ding Wei hurriedly thanked him. No matter whether the person opposite him was the captain or not, saving people was always a real blessing.

Wang Ye smiled and said to Ding Wei, "Captain Ding, do you know Li Yunlong, the leader of the New First Regiment?"

"You also know Li Yunlong?"

"The original defense area of ​​the New 1st Regiment was near our Dawangzhuang, but they have now broken through and I don't know where they have gone.

If Captain Ding sees Li Yunlong, please tell him a message for me!"