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Chapter 18 The World of "Bright Sword"

This time, the world is a place with the theme of the Anti-Japanese War. When choosing the world, Shang Yu knew where this place was just looking at one picture.

Because it is too unique and too iconic, this is the world of "Bright Sword" belonging to Li Yunlong and Chu Yunfei!

He came here for two purposes. One was to go to the chaotic era of war and see those anti-Japanese heroes who stood up and used their lives to defend their compatriots. The other was to purchase valuable luxury items that were not very useful to the locals but contained a lot of time and space energy.

For example, gold, antiques, pearls, gems and other things.

"By the way, where can I go to find Li Yunlong?" Shang Yu stood on the barren mountain, a little confused.

In this era, the small roads in the countryside were simply too desolate. He knew that this was a place where Li Yunlong often appeared, but he looked dark and could not find it. Not to mention Li Yunlong, he couldn't even see a Japanese! The mountains were full of desolate weeds, and at first glance, there was no trace of human survival.

Fortunately, he didn't make him confused for long, and a person fleeing desperately appeared on the path.

He hurriedly chased after him and patted the man on the shoulder.

The man subconsciously turned around and fought. Although his moves were not very tricky, he took action very quickly. With just a few moves... he was knocked over to the ground by Shang Yu.

Although that person's kung fu was already very good in this era, he had no advantage in skills against the top students of the Federal University who were comparable to special forces in the 30th century. In addition, Shang Yu used time and space coins to strengthen himself, and had himself and a power of human limits, which had surpassed the limits of human limits. Therefore, no matter how high the kung fu was, ordinary people could not be his opponent.

This is not a martial arts world. People here have no way to fight for a monster with greater power than a brown bear.

"Brother, don't panic, you are your own people." Shang Yu said.

Hearing this, the man relaxed his tense face and said, "My name is Wei Dayong. I just escaped from the Japanese prisoner-of-war camp. I was too nervous, so..."

"Monkey Wei?" Shang Yu was happy and said, "I know that you, a soldier from the 72nd Division, are especially good at fighting but not afraid of death. They are a man."

If you say this true or false, you can be considered proficient in your business.

"You know me? You are not very good at fighting. I haven't beat you just now. I'm afraid of death, but I'm just fighting with the Japanese. It's the same whether I'm afraid of it or not. It's better to be tough and not embarrassing if I die." Wei Dayong was simple-minded and was fooled by Shang Yu so that he couldn't find Bei. He started chatting very well. But the next moment, he suddenly glared and said, "It's broken, the Japanese who were delayed for this time, are chasing me again!"

After talking, he pulled Shang Yu and ran away.

The escape route is very professional, and he is moving forward in a roundabout way and misleading in all kinds of ways. No wonder he was able to escape from the Japanese in the original work.

However, his physical strength had been almost exhausted, so he fought with Shang Yu again, and after a while, he staggered and fell to the ground.

Shang Yu rushed to help him up, but Wei Dayong said, "Brother, run away! I haven't eaten for a few days and I still have injuries on my body. I can no longer run away! Those Japanese may chase me at any time. If I leave me here, they will not continue chasing me. If I have the chance in the future, remember to kill a few more Japanese to avenge me!"

At this time, he was already weak and if no one was treated, he would die soon.

"You don't blame me for delaying your escape at all?" Shang Yu asked.

In response to this, Wei Dayong smiled and said, "Of course it's strange. If you don't help me kill a few Japanese devils in the future, I will be a ghost and pester you!"

"Okay, I have always heard that people of this era are simple, but I have never seen them. Today I have gained knowledge!" Shang Yu helped him to a mound and sat down, saying, "Don't worry, I am a man who is afraid of ghosts and will not give you the chance to pester me. Just a few Japanese, dare to chase them, and let them be wiped out with a wave!"

As he said that, he put down his backpack, took out an "AWM explosive bomb" sniper rifle from it, and aimed at the mountain road ahead.

Seeing this, Wei Dayong forced himself to climb over and said, "Give me a handful, I want to kill the Japanese!"

As a result, there was no doubt that a team of more than a dozen Japanese soldiers appeared under a hillside several miles away and were sent to the west by Shang Yu's explosive bullet.

No, it’s not the West, it’s hell, and the devils cannot go to the Pure Land after they die!

"This, what kind of gun is this? Why is it so powerful?" Wei Dayong's eyes were almost glaring out.

As a result, he was excited, his eyes rolled and he fainted.

And at this moment, three Eighth Route Army soldiers touched them in the distance, pointed their guns at Shang Yu and said, "Don't move, who are you?"

It was none other than political commissar Zhao Gang and Zhao who came to take office with two guards.

"Chinese!" Shang Yu said, not worried that Zhao Gang would shoot, but folded his "AWM explosive bomb" and put it in his backpack. Seeing this, Zhao Gang also put away his gun and walked over and said, "Brother, what are you doing? He was actually running around in the wild with so many guns on his back?"

Because he didn't have a telescope, he couldn't see the Japanese killed by Lin Xuan a few miles away.

So, I was just surprised that Shang Yu had so many guns, and did not pay attention to what gun it was.

"I am an arms dealer. I just came from outside not long ago. I heard that our country was fighting, so I brought some advanced firearms to Li Yunlong, the commander of the Eighth Route Army who is famous for fighting in this area." Shang Yu did not fool him, but said vaguely: "It's a pity that the mountain roads in this countryside are too circumcised, and I can't find where Li Yunlong is."

At this moment, Zhao Gang's reaction was confused.

"Where is the person next to you?" asked a guard.

"What I met on the road was your Eighth Route Army. He had just escaped from the Japanese prisoner-of-war camp and was seriously injured." Shang Yu said truthfully.

Immediately, Zhao Gang walked over and moved Wei Dayong to the horse's back, and then said, "This man is too seriously injured and must be sent for treatment immediately, otherwise he will be in danger of his life. In addition, I know where Li Yunlong's troops are. If you really want to sell guns to him, just follow us!"

He is an intellectual with culture and knowledge, so he knows very clearly that there are indeed arms merchants abroad.

In addition, Shang Yu seemed to be harmless. Except for the unknown pistol on his waist, other weapons were placed in his backpack. He didn't mind helping to recommend Li Yunlong.

After all, there is indeed a shortage of firearms in the army now.

"I'm going to tell you, brother, I'm the political commissar of Li Yunlong's regiment. I'll basically be the one who makes the decision in the future." On the way, Zhao Gang said: "We are very short of guns. As long as the quality is not too bad, we need as much as we want. But to be honest, money is a big problem. I'm afraid with the financial situation of our regiment, it's hard to make any money for you to make money."
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