The night was as cold as water, and a crescent moon hung slanting in the sky.
The Japanese sentries on guard ran to the lee of the wind to keep warm.
A black shadow came to the foot of Zhangbei County like smoke.
The shadow approached the base of the city wall and listened.
The city was silent.
He reached out and pulled out two bayonets from his waist.
With a wave of his arm, he "seized" the bayonet in his left hand and inserted it into the cracks in the bricks of the city wall. , and then the arms were strengthened, and the body was lifted up in the air.
Then he swung the bayonet with his right hand and inserted it into the crack of the brick higher up, and his body rose another foot.
This was repeated repeatedly, and after a while, he climbed up the city wall.
He lay down at the battlement and observed carefully again, and then entered Zhangbei County with a "whoosh" sound.
No need to ask who this person was, of course it was Ye Hang.
After getting what he wanted from Yamamoto, he drove back to Zhaozhuang, spent a day digging a big hole, and almost another day.
Time buried all the villagers in the big pit, erected tombstones, arranged the heads of the little devils one by one, and then rushed to Zhangbei County.
After Ye Hang entered the city, he walked along the central street.
The entire Zhangbei County was silent.
In these war-torn times, people closed their doors and went to bed as soon as it got dark.
No one was in the mood or had the financial resources to spend the night.
Ye Hang stopped at the door of a silk and satin shop.
He wanted to buy some cloth to make some clothes.
He couldn't always wear field uniforms and special warfare pants.
Besides, wearing these in this era was a bit eye-catching.
The door panel of the silk shop was tightly closed, and there was no light inside.
Only the lantern at the door glowed faintly in the winter night.
After knocking on the door for a long time, no one answered the door.
Ye Hang was annoyed and reached out to pull off two door panels, then took out the tactical flashlight from the colonel's backpack and entered the silk and satin shop.
In the silk and satin shop, there were a dazzling array of colorful silks and satins.
Ye Hang didn't pick and choose, he spotted a black satin, reached out and took it, and then took out fifty or sixty pieces of silk from the colonel's backpack.
He didn't know that a piece of silk and satin in this era It was worth an ocean, but I figured it was enough, so I threw it on the counter and turned around to leave.
Don't forget where Ye Hang got Dayang.
Yamamoto's team looted Zhaojia Village.
On those carriages, Ye Hang found more than a thousand Dayang.
Because he planned to go to Zhangbei County to buy some necessary things, he brought some with him. rb is not easy to use in this era.
After walking for a long time, he found a tailor shop and forced the door open.
He forced the tailor to measure him and asked the tailor to make him a set of clothes.
The poor old tailor saw this guy's weird clothes, heroic appearance, and carrying the thing in his hand.
He thought he had met a bandit, so he didn't dare to refuse, so he cautiously accepted the business reluctantly.
Ye Hang threw down ten oceans, promised to pick them up at dawn, and left.
The main task now is to find a place to have a good rest and have a good sleep.
I have never had a good sleep in this era.
"Damn it, I've been looking for a long time and I haven't seen a hotel."
Ye Hang looked at the time and it was almost twelve o'clock.
Forget it, let's not look for it.
Find a place to spend the night.
Ye Hang stood on the street.
Looking around, these little Japs were too unprofessional.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
He had been wandering around the county for such a long time without seeing a Japs patrol.
After walking for a while, Ye Hang looked up and saw a tall building in the distance.
Ye Hang smiled and decided to leave, that's it.
I finally found a place to stay.
This building is five stories high.
Ye Hang climbed to the top and realized that it was a bell tower.
It's just that the big clock has long since disappeared.
Standing on the top of the building and looking into the distance, you can have a panoramic view of the county.
This is really a good sniper position, that's all.
Ye Hang took off his backpack, took out a few grenades, and made a few booby traps underneath.
Then he returned to the top floor with peace of mind, rested his head on his backpack, and fell asleep soon after.
The August sun was like an orange-red lampshade, emitting soft light that warmed his body and face.
Ye Hang stretched out.
"It's so comfortable.
How wonderful it would be if we hadn't come to this era."
Ye Hang sighed and turned over to start.
He took out his binoculars and looked into the distance.
He had a panoramic view of the county town.
Not to mention it was a really good place.
Ye Hang looked at it for a while, but he didn't expect to see the little devil's military camp.
He didn't expect to get up in the morning and observe the terrain.
There was an unexpected discovery.
Ye Hang knew that this was the location of the 32nd Regiment of the 21st Brigade of the Sixth Division of the Little Devils, but he did not expect to be found so easily.
There were about 4,000 people in one of the Little Devils' regiment. , Ye Hang was not very sure about killing so many people, so he thought of a way.
Ye Hang took out a Chinese cigarette from his backpack.
This was the mouse's filial piety to his old man.
There were only three cigarettes in total.
Ye Hangshun brought two cigarettes and put them in his backpack.
Ye Hang originally wanted to give them to me, but he didn’t expect that when he got here, he took apart the cigarette, took out his own zio and lit a cigarette. , Ye Hang held a cigarette in his mouth and leaned against the wall, meditating.
The growling of his stomach interrupted Ye Hang's meditation.
He stopped thinking about it, stubbed out the cigarette and threw the cigarette butt on the ground.
Just play it by ear, eating is a big deal now.
After packing up his things, he dismantled a few booby traps below.
He didn't want to hit innocent people and lose his g and experience.
Zhangbei County is not big, but it is not small either.
It has a population of 50,000.
Although it has no special products, it is the intersection of goods from the north and the south.
This is a battleground for military strategists.
Otherwise, how could the little devil be in this small town?
In small counties, a regiment of troops is deployed.
Ye Hang got off the clock tower and walked around the street, getting familiar with the terrain.
It was too dark last night and he didn't take a closer look.
By now it was daylight, there were more and more people walking on the street, and all the breakfast shops were open for business.
The streets were full of screaming hawkers.
Ye Hang sold a newspaper, which contained no useful information.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
It was just some bullshit propaganda about co-prosperity in Greater East Asia.
Ye Hang took one look at it and threw it away.
I rubbed my belly and saw a tavern not far away.
That’s it.
There were quite a few people in the tavern, so Ye Hang found an empty table and sat down, ordering a few side dishes and a bowl of noodles.
This was his first decent meal in this era.
It wasn't a big meal, but what Ye Hang ate was still delicious.
"Go, go, get the hell out of here.
Today, the third master of the tavern has taken care of you, so get out of here."
There was a flurry of excitement, and several people were wearing black coats, bloomers, wide-mouthed cloth shoes, wearing top hats crookedly, and belts at the waist.
The gangsters with twenty-gun box cannons rushed in, beating the guests in the tavern like chickens.
Amidst the bursts of low curses, the drunkards who had just been chatting and gossiping rushed at extremely fast speeds.
Exited the tavern.
After a few hooligans, a big man with a beard walked in.
The big man was dressed like other hooligans, but he was wearing a pair of high leather boots.
This kind of leather boots was rare and was usually only worn by Japanese officers.
Wearing it, I don’t know where he got it from.
"Who is this so awesome?"
Ye Hang asked, grabbing the waiter who was passing by in a hurry.
"Bah, this man's name is Ma Sanpao, he's a traitor."
The waiter swore, glared at the big man named Third Master angrily, and ducked down to the kitchen.
"Third Master, Third Master, please sit down."
A handsome young man bowed and opened the bench and asked the Third Master to sit down.
"Third Master, smoke."
The cigarette was handed over and someone lit it.
The Third Master puffed on the cigarette with a proud look on his face.
"Third Master, would you like me to capture the widow of the Li family and give it to you as your old companion?
That woman is quite tasty."
"Damn it, you're so unlucky.
I wonder if the widow of the Li family had already hanged herself yesterday?"
The third master slapped the younger brother on the back of the head.
"Third Master, I heard that a high-ranking official from the Imperial Army is coming tomorrow.
You will be rich if you behave well then.
Don't forget to take care of your younger brothers."
The pretty boy from before came forward and laughed.
Said with a smile.
"They are all brothers who have conquered the world with me, and they are all close confidants.
In the past, they were all ministers who cared about life.
My brothers always took advantage of them.
Hey, why is there another one?
The third master is mine I don’t have enough face, why don’t you let me book a tavern for my birthday?”
The third master spit out half of the cigarette from his mouth and slapped it on the table.
Ye Hang naturally knew that he was talking about himself, so he took out a Chinese cigarette and lit it.
After blowing out the smoke, right here, the younger brother who wanted to please came over, cursed and reached out to grab Ye Hang's shoulder.
Before his hand could catch it, Ye Hang took it in his hand and pulled him over. , pressed his hand on the table with a snap, picked up the chopsticks on the table and plunged them down hard.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
Five chopsticks pierced the palm of this little ruffian, pinning him to the table.
The two tables were only five steps apart.
With the traitor in his hand, Ye Hang had already appeared in the crowd in front of the third master.
He was too close and the box cannon couldn't be pulled out at all.
Ye Hang's elbow was seen flying.
Balls of blood mist spurted out, and the seven or eight younger brothers around the third master were all hit in the face by Ye Hang with his elbow, causing their noses to collapse.
"Which way are you brother?
If you offend my third master, you will offend the imperial army.
If you offend the imperial army, you will."
Before the Third Master could finish his threat, Ye Hang punched the Third Master on the nose with his fist.
The sweet, bitter, spicy, and salty tastes were immediately overwhelming, and tears flowed freely.
When the Third Master shed tears, the palms of the seven or eight younger brothers were all nailed with chopsticks.
On the table, blood flowed down the old tabletop to the floor, making a clicking sound.
"Whoever screams mourning, I will let him howl in hell."
Ye Hang piled seven or eight box cannons on the adjacent table, picked up two and put them in his arms, took out the bullets and put them away, and said to The shopkeeper, who was shaking into a ball, asked for a piece of oil paper to wrap it up.
After thinking about it, he searched the traitors' bodies again and found out the bullets and a lot of silver coins.
He wrapped them separately and put them into his backpack. b is not available these days.
"Brother, if you have something to say, the mountain won't turn."
Before the third master could finish his words, Ye Hang smashed it with his fist again, grabbed the third master's two palms, put them on the table, and stuffed the box of cannons into the table. in his mouth.
"You move it and try it."
Ye Hang said sinisterly, reaching out to grab a few chopsticks.
Under the horrified eyes of the third master, he stabbed the chopsticks down and pinned both of the third master's palms to the table.
My mouth was open wide, but I didn't dare to scream in pain, and my big face was twisted into a twist.
"You're still considered a traitor with this little skill."
Ye Hang shook his head and found a lot of silver coins on the third master's body.
The lean shopkeeper of "Keke" was livid with fear, and bile seemed to have gone backwards on his face.
"Don't worry, I'll leave right away."
Ye Hang waved his hand, flicking it slightly, and the SOG-S37 straight knife appeared in his hand.
As he passed by, he stabbed every traitor in the body.
The speed was so fast that These traitors didn't react at all. , before he could feel the pain, streams of blood spurted out from his body.
Ye Hang's stabbing was not a vital part, but the biggest damage caused by the straight knife was not that it hit the vital part, but that the incision of SOG-S37 could not stop the bleeding.
Live and bleed to death.
Not long after Ye Hang walked, the cold voice of the system sounded.
Although it was cold, it was wonderful for Ye Hang.
This meant that he had gained G, CF points and experience again.
Kill a local ruffian and be rewarded with 20 experience points and 30 experience points.
Kill a local ruffian and be rewarded with 20 experience points and 30 experience points.
Kill a local ruffian and be rewarded with 20 experience points and 30 experience points.
Kill a local ruffian and be rewarded with 20 experience points and 30 experience points.
Kill a local ruffian and be rewarded with 20 experience points and 30 experience points.
Kill a local ruffian and be rewarded with 20 experience points and 30 experience points.
Killing a traitor will reward you with 80 experience points and 500 experience points.
Yes, the harvest is not small.
Knowing that a high-ranking official of the Little Devil is coming, there is hope for my CF points.
Otherwise, the cannon is about to expire.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
I have killed a few traitors and gained some experience and G. , although it is a little less, mosquitoes are still small, not to mention the system is so stingy
.
: