"Hurry up, give me! Don't let anyone run away!" The shrill copper whistle was mixed with a roar with a strong northeast accent.

Sun Sixie immediately recognized the voice, which came from the man who was once regarded as his uncle.

"Tall tiger, you traitor betrayed your ancestors." Sun Sixie gasped violently against the gravel wall. He struggled to open the sleeve of Browning's 1922 pistol and a dumb bullet echoed from the magazine. He came out and fell on the cement filled with potholes.

It seems that this time I am incapable of escaping this time, and I can only fight for a fight for the present. Killing one traitor just makes a return, and killing two still makes a profit. Sun Sixie had already made the worst plan when he set off. There was a cyanide pill hidden in the middle of his shirt collar. Sun Sixie, who had studied chemistry at the University of Hamburg, knew the power of this poison very well, although he can't say There is no pain, but the death will be very fast when the dose is enough, and more importantly, he can save the next bullet and kill one more Wang pseudo-traitor.

The sound of footsteps is getting closer and closer, it sounds very messy, the steps are different, and obviously there has not been much military training, but it is understandable that you can’t expect anything elite to be trained in the place of No. 76, Sefir Road.

"There aren't a few roads here. I chase separately. I'll go here." The voice was very close, and the enemy was at the intersection of the domination.

"Hoo" Sun Sixie exhaled lightly, calmed his steady thoughts, tightened the handle of his palm, and then turned sharply to the side.

"Ah!" The agent Wang Wang just rushed into the lane, dreaming that he would suddenly jump out of the front, so he could not stop crying.

This man has not received professional street fighting training, but just instinctively, took the Mauser pistol and pointed it forward.

"Boo!" A clear gunshot sounded, and the air in this narrow lane immediately filled with a pungent smoky breath. Agent Wang Pseudo didn't say a word, he insisted on standing against the wall for two seconds, then the whole person fell forward on the concrete road, and the muzzle of the Mauser pistol was drawn on the sandstone wall. An arc scar looks like the trajectory of a falling meteor.

"Where is the gunshot!"

"Lei Yimi (over there!)"

"Chana! Sanin shoots! (Fuck, who shoots!)"

"Be careful, it seems like you are from Kaning! (Be careful! Not your own)"

"You took someone to copy over from there!" There was a messy shout outside the alley, but no one volunteered to rush in.

"A group of seedless eggs!" Sun Sixie picked up the dead Mauser pistol shortly, and then inserted Browning with the empty bullet back into his waist. He only had an eight round magazine and now he had to save a few bullets. Too.

This is a mirror box from the original German factory. It seems that the original owner's daily maintenance is not bad. The roasted blue on the gun box reflects the charming cold light in the dim light inside.

At this time, someone looked into the probe from the corner of the roadway. Sun Sixie didn't even think about it. Raising his hand was a shot. Perhaps he hadn't used Mauser for a long time, and his hand was a bit alive. In the corner. The bullet hit the sandstone wall, bursting out a dust and debris, the man screamed like a woman and retracted his head back.

"It's him, it's the Northeastern!" the agent screamed. But then Sun Sixie heard a crisp slap in the face.

"What a panic looks like, take someone to keep a few of the gates here, and I want to make this kid unavoidable." The familiar voice said with a deep voice.

"Yeah, Tiger Master. It's still thoughtful of Master Tiger. Lord Tiger is amazing!" The secret agents flattered.

"It's Xiaosaner, you know who I am, and I know your background. Our northeastern lords don't need to turn around." Tall Tiger didn't have a reckless probe, but stood on the side of the corner and shouted.

"Of course I know you, Sun Dahu! A Japanese dog." Sun Sixie crouched by the corner of the wall, pointing a gun at the entrance of the alley, and groping with the other hand on the body. "Your kid's mouth is quite damaged, how can you talk to your uncle! But it is indeed a man. I know what I have done, and I have no plans to be buried in the ancestral tomb in this life. You know, this is what happened this year, Follow Chairman Wang or follow the Japanese. I just want to find a meal and find a promising future." Gao Dahu's voice was steady.

Sun Sixie asked himself very well about this man. Others looked like this man seemed rude and arrogant, but in fact he was a bold and meticulous and wise man.

Gao Dahu had fallen off grass early in the year, and his poor family had only one pair of trousers. Thanks to Sun Sixie's father's help, Gao Dahu's mother and wife did not starve to death in the snow. It can be said that the two Gao Suns had made a dead relationship, and Gao Dahu's son became Sun Sixie's brother.

When Gao Dahu got news, he was already a three-headed horseman, because he had a good health, he dared to ride a fierce horse, and he was so careful that he quickly grabbed it. The local green forest community has made a good name. Anyone who mentions "Flying Tiger" can't help but give a thumbs up and boast that he is a good guy.

Then Zhang Zuolin collected the green forest to strengthen his northeastern army. As a result, the leader of the scorpion's master was recruited. The tall tiger mixed with a security team of cavalry platoon leader, and then returned home with a horse and a spear. In order to repay the kindness of the Sun family to himself, Gao Dahu worshiped the grandfather of the Sun family as his righteous brother, and the Sun family had this backing, and it became more and more prosperous in the local area.

Unexpectedly, the September 18th Incident broke out. The Japanese took up troops to seize the three eastern provinces. Under the command of a patriotic general, the 300,000 Northeast Army ceded their hands to give birth to themselves. The Northeast Police and the local civil corps and security forces, too late to retreat, became the backbone of resistance to Japanese aggression.

After receiving a large number of weapons and equipment generously donated by the Northeast Army, the Japanese Kanto Army began a brutal sweep of the anti-Japanese armed forces outside the customs. The Japanese official documents called this kind of operation "the bandit", the reason is that these "bandits" "The Japanese were attacked. The Japanese are actually using this method to block the way the League of Nations may intervene. They will never admit that these Chinese who are struggling to resist are the regular armed forces of the National Government.

It is unbelievable that even the state government was unwilling to give these people the status of a national soldier, even dare not to grant a regular number. These patriots can only fight against the Japanese army, that song " Behind the March of the Volunteer Army is a gripping fact that a country that is being invaded by foreign enemies is fighting a group of armed militia.

The volunteers were slandered by the Japanese as bandit thieves, so they were not protected by the Geneva agreement and could be punished and slaughtered at will. None of the Japanese soldiers who killed these patriots were sent to the International Court of Justice for these crimes. The ultimate punishment of the Kwantung Army was the Soviet Red Army, which was also ruthless to the captives. In any case, this was considered a belated retribution.

Gao Dahu also fought the Japanese for a few days, but unfortunately he only had a cavalry platoon in his hands. The plain area was not an opponent of the Japanese sweeping troops. After leading the team into the mountains for two weeks, he finally ran out of food and ended his life. Worried about the involvement of his family, he eventually surrendered to the Japanese with his men.

The Japanese may want to set an example, so instead of embarrassing him too much, he was allowed to continue to be the cavalry platoon leader, only to change the khaki uniform of the Manchurian puppet army.

Gao Dahu also knew that the traitor outside the customs was not tasty, and he did not want to start with his former friends, so he took out a large amount of savings and dredged up and down, and was eventually introduced into the Wang Puppet government by the Japanese. I don't know how this person finally entered the Seventy-Six Devil's Cave. It seems that it should still be the Japanese way.

Sun Sixie never dreamed that he would meet this man who was once called his uncle on the streets of Shanghai, and at this time the other party was no longer the green forest hero who let him worship, but a shameless traitor who betrayed his country and strived for glory.

ps: Chapter 2 is sent, thank you for your support.

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