Sun, Xiaobao...diary...the first article, I practiced shooting skills today, and it ends.

Diary, Chapter 10, Today, the regiment commander said that we have left the army and can fight the Japanese...

Article 12: The rifle just launched in the group is really useful, the sniper lens is really clear, it’s gone...

Chapter 130: When we came back, we fought with the regiment commander and surrounded Wuhan. But Wuhan was still lost. The regiment commander was very sad. We killed a lot of Japanese devils, but we couldn't tell the outside world. The regiment commander said that the wood was too tall and would be blown off by the wind... Well, that's what it means...

Chapter xx, I came back from the Jizhong Plain. This time I killed 157 Japanese devils, and my number of kills reached 201, which is much less than the 267 in Songlai. But this is not that my gun is not good, but that my gun is not good. I heard that the regiment commander is going to create new sniper rifles for us, and I am looking forward to it...

Also, the Japanese always owe me 137 lives, so I have to continue asking for it.

First..., the new sniper rifle was finally used, a little hard, but the regiment commander said he would adjust it for us, and measured the length of my next door, and tested the strength of my index finger... Also, the new sniper rifle has a little less magazine capacity, which is not as good as the original accurate shooter rifle.

First..., haha, the regiment commander is going to cause trouble again. This time it is Pinghan Railway. The regiment commander said he would pick up the rails and use them himself. And we can finally give the new sniper rifle actual test...

First..., well, this operation was very successful, our sniper platoon also achieved great results, and my kills reached 239 (I was uncertain whether I was dead or not, so I didn’t count). Oh, Song Lai was almost killed by the Japanese machine gun, so you should be more cautious in the future.

..., I received a temporary notice saying that I was rushing to Wuxiang to rescue Tian E and the others. What happened to Tian E? I have to go quickly, and I have to bring enough bullets, so I can turn the tide...

First..., there is a turning point, but unfortunately it is not our sniper platoon. And we were just like the artillery trainees as spectators throughout the journey. Damn Japanese, won’t you cause trouble for our regiment headquarters? It’s better for us to be fucked!

First..., it's great. The leader kept us and let us develop freely here. This is really great! In order to commemorate the subsequent combat career, I decided to change to a new notebook. After all, both the front and back sides of this notebook are full of words.

The first article of the new diary: Today is October 3, 1940. The weather is not very good, and I feel like it raining. This morning, a row of reconnaissance companies sent a telegram saying that a Japanese transport team was traveling south along the Baijin Highway from Yushe, with a small team of Japanese protection.

A small team of Japanese soldiers, our squadrons and observers only had three shots. From the Eighth Route veterans who often attacked Japanese transportation teams, they learned that the transportation teams coming from the north often transport supplies to Japanese soldiers, which was the key target.

So, we decided to kill the transport team.

In fact, according to the conclusions drawn by the meetings of us cadres, not all Japanese transport teams will be destroyed, and there is a standard here.

That is, the transport team with a number of less than 50 people does not fight, which is reserved for the Eighth Route friendly forces. Large transport teams with a number of more than 1,000 people depend on the situation, which requires more complete intelligence support.

Our idea is very simple, that is, not to provoke large-scale Japanese for the time being, so as not to delay our process of building the Jiuzhai West Base. As for the number of people, one is because there is not enough money for the work, and the other is because we cannot eat alone, so we have to leave some for the Eighth Route Army members.

That sentence: We all eat by following the highway route. When we eat meat here, we have to leave some soup for others to drink?

Well, let's remember here first and set off quickly...

Added: I finally came back, I was so tired, but it was worth it.

This morning, I brought a complete sniper platoon (my ammunition squad is back), and a company of militias (the Jiuzhai militia, equipped better than the Eighth Route Army), crossed the northern source of the Zhuozhang River, and finally lurked in the river valley east of Wuxiang.

"Come on, don't snatch me today. You have 50 more kills than me. You have to give in to me!" That's right, this sentence is what I said to Song because I'm anxious. As their platoon leader, what's the matter with his own observation hand?

I used to be a gun but now it's different!

"Bunzi, I'm in a good mood today, let you count three!" The boy Song Lai's words were still that simple.

"Can you not call me Baozi?" Whose platoon leader is nicknamed Baozi?

"What are you calling me? Grandson?" This is what Song Lai said. Well, I know he would say that. In fact, grandson is not bad, but a famous military strategist. Just... Forget it, the Japanese are here.

The weather is still gloomy today, with no sign of improvement at all, and dark clouds have covered the sun. Moreover, the wind in the valley has also become stronger. If it weren't for the straight-line distance of only 240 meters from the highway, I would have to consider the impact of wind speed on the ballistics.

Alas, it is said that snipers are very majestic, but training is difficult, waiting and what you need to consider when shooting is difficult, which cannot be practiced in a day or two.

Sometimes I wonder what my future would be like if my brother Song Lai and others had not met the regiment commander in Baoshan City and followed him to Jiuzhai?

After thinking for a long time, I finally figured out the answer: That is, if we hadn't had the regiment commander, we might have died in Baoshan City long ago. Where did we come from? Even if we survived by chance, we might have been sacrificed as cannon fodder in a certain battle!

It is said that you love soldiers like your sons and treat your subordinates like your brothers and feet. And the one I met, who can truly do this is the regiment commander, right?

Okay, I don’t think about it anymore. The convoy came over. There were 10 trucks, with the escorted Japanese in front and behind, and the supplies transported in the middle. Judging from the appearance of the car’s tires and speed, you will know that this is a full car.

Of course, it may also be a modified car! But when I saw the bazooka in the hands of Li Wenrui and Zhao Junzhan, I felt relieved. So what about the modified car? In the words of our leader, it is: nothing can be solved by a bazooka! If so, then another one!

The wind is a bit strong today, and it also means that it is getting louder and louder. The water of the Zhuozhang River at the foot of the mountain is rippled by the wind. However, this is no longer something I care about, because the convoy has entered the ambush area, and the brothers are waiting for my gunshots.

Adjust the muzzle and put the sniper lens's accurate heart on the truck driver's temple... I think I must shoot two at one time!

"Bang..." The moment I pulled the trigger, I knew my wish had come true. Because two blood mists appeared in the sniper lens, the Japanese driver and the Japanese officer on the co-pilot lost their heads.

It’s just... I have to work hard to clean the battlefield later, and I have to get those disgusting things out of the cab!

Well, this is my later feeling. In fact, the situation was like this: after I fired the first shot, the soldiers of the sniper platoon also fired one after another, especially the machine gunners, who were even more capable. For my number of kills, I hurriedly turned the gun and pointed it at the heavy machine gunner in the truck's bucket.

However, just by turning the gun around, the battle was basically over. These subordinates did not give me the face of the platoon leader at all!

However, they can't be blamed. The regiment commander said that whoever can kill a hundred Japanese will hang a portrait of whom in the Yinghun Temple.

I am so proud of my life, and I sacrifice my life to worship others. I also worship us every year. This is much better than those who only have a name left!

However, my goal is to set up a statue! As long as I kill 1,000 Japanese devils, I can erect a statue in the Hero Soul Temple.

Just looking at the situation in front of you, it seems that it is not easy to achieve this goal! The Japanese are not enough to kill...

If you don’t have enough killing, you won’t have enough. As long as the Japanese are still in China, there will be a chance to achieve it! The next thing is the battlefield cleaning process that everyone likes!

In Song Lai's words, it is like cleaning the battlefield, like marrying a wife. I have never met before. The hair is handsome or ugly, and it is always so scratchy. (Note, I forgot: Song Lai is a kid who always looks like a wife, but he has never touched the big girl's hand until now, and he despises him! I just touched it!)

(Note again, I touched Tian He'er's hand. When I was teaching her to shoot, I touched it. The thick hand can be used as a steel file! However, such a girl is the material for working in the field. In the future, she can take on the work in the field.)

(It's bad. What if the leader wants to check the diary that day? Write down his thoughts and let the leader see it... It seems that it's okay. After following the leader for many years, the leader might make the decision to be the introducer for me...)

Ahem, I’ve said too much and said too much. I’ve told you that the seizure of today is a happy thing!

What did you seize today? Apart from the two trucks of ammunition supply, the rest are 6 trucks of fine rice! They are all white rice, and the fragrance... Poor, a young man from the south, I grew up with rice all day long and have never been used to eating pasta.

Now, you can choose to leave some of the seized supplies yourself, and you can have a few meals of rice in the future...

(Serious warning, forget it. If anyone opens this diary in the future and sees this passage, don't laugh at me! My thoughts are not very progressive, I just want to marry a capable wife and eat white rice every meal! But the premise is: kill all the Japanese devils in China!)

Okay, that’s all for today’s diary. My number of enemies killed is 241, and the Japanese owed me 137 lives!

Added: I heard that a bald guy also likes to write diaries, but I don’t know if the content I write is the same as mine and is the truth?

New Diary Chapter 5: Today is October 27, 1940, and the weather is getting colder, especially after a few heavy rains.

I keep my diary today because after nearly a month of construction, our Jiuzhai West Base in Wuxiang County has begun to take shape.

We built a defense system with Lijiapo and Shimen Village as the center, and the big dragon cave on the mountain to the east as the transit station with Jiuzhai. If we follow our existing military scale and use the defense nodes along the way, the Japanese will not feel pressured if they don’t come to a field infantry gang of the A-type division.

However, yesterday, I heard from the intelligence personnel in Wuxiang that the Japanese seemed to have mobilized troops to form a Yamazaki brigade, and the target seemed to be ours? That would be interesting!

Well, the diary will end here first, and we will talk about it when we get rid of Yamazaki Team! Sun Xiaobao!

"Platform Commander Sun, the Second Battalion Commander asked everyone to have a meeting!" A voice came from outside.

"Here's here!" Sun Xiaobao closed the notebook, carefully put it into a wooden box, and added a special burning grenade to make a trick, so he went to the meeting with confidence.

Well, Sun Xiaobao knows that the contents in the notebook are very important. Except for taking them out when writing a diary, he usually does this. Although Xiaobao is young, his confidentiality work is not vague at all.

"Brother Bao, I'm writing a diary again!" As soon as Sun Xiaobao went out, Song Lai came over.

"Don't call me a bun?" Sun Xiaobao said.

"How can we? Now we are in the camp, and you are the platoon leader. How can you nickname the platoon leader? Yes!" Song Lai smiled.

"Well... Forget it, I won't bother with you! I said you are not illiterate, so you can write some diary and practice calligraphy!" Sun Xiaobao said.

"Don't, since I was a kid, I have asked me to practice calligraphy. It's enough! If you can, don't write it! Besides, if you write something, it will change its flavor. It's better to keep it in your mind. It's all the original! Brother Bao, you didn't write bad things about me in your diary, right?" Song Lai asked.

"Why, are you still afraid of this?" Sun Xiaobao asked back.

"I'm scared! We're going to get old and have a lot of children and grandchildren. If one day you take a diary to tell your children about me, I, a grandfather, must have a positive image, right?" Song said.

"I... forget it, I'll go to the meeting first and see how everyone arranges the Yamazaki Brigade!" Sun Xiaobao hurried to the meeting.

"Yamazaki Brigade? Is it really his grandmother put together? What is the Japanese who are trying to do? I'm afraid that we will kill too few enemies, so I came to give the heads to him?" Hu Yizhou from Jiuzhai naturally received information from the reconnaissance company, so he was particularly surprised at the world's error correction ability.

"Forget it, no matter what Yamazaki is, I'd better give this credit to Lao Li! Didn't he also rest in Shimen Village? Just give it to them to attack the main attack!" Hu Yizhou made this decision after reading the information.

That's right, our Lao Li's independent group is not in northwest Shanxi, but in southeast Shanxi. No matter what the world is like, is Lao Li or not, since they are there, they should return their battles to them.
Chapter completed!