Rise From Eight Hundred

At a distance of nearly 40 meters, the crow could not see the expression on Wang Laoshi's face.

However, he knew that Wang Laoshi, who was dragged out of the ruins by the Japanese army, must still be alive.

Because his hands were weak and he tried in vain to hold something, he wanted to resist, but he was powerless under the rough dragging of the Japanese army.

In the bloody vision of the crow again, the Japanese army dragged their captives who had completely lost the ability to resist to the long street.

One of Wang Laoshi's legs should have been blown off in the bombardment, and it was strangely bent. The other leg was also bleeding, but the real reason why he couldn't get up was probably because his waist was severely injured.

Wang Laoshi, who was thrown on the long street and was very conspicuous, tried several times to support his body with his arms, but it was in vain. He could only lie on his back helplessly on the long street, waiting for the judgment of fate.

In the corner where the view was blocked by the armored vehicle, Crow had no way of knowing what order the Japanese commander had issued. He only saw that one minute later, two Japanese soldiers grinned and brought a set of ropes and put them on his injured legs.

Then they tied the other end to the second Type 94 armored vehicle, and then the two armored vehicles started and slowly walked on the long street.

How painful would it be to drag the already twisted and deformed legs like this? Crow didn't know.

But at the moment of dragging, Wang Laoshi's bulging eyeballs and the shrill howling that broke out made all the security guards who saw this scene feel his severe pain.

Too cruel!

At least more than half of the Chinese soldiers who were peeping at the scene from the dark lowered their heads silently, not daring to look at this extremely tragic scene.

The Japanese were not only demonstrating, but also venting their anger, venting their anger on a Chinese soldier who had lost all resistance.

The crow's mind once again recalled what Tang Dao had told them: the Japanese army would treat everyone in the occupied area like pigs and dogs, and slaughter them wantonly!

Sure enough, Lieutenant Colonel Tang Dao was right, the Japanese were beasts.

Wang Laoshi was in pain, his face was covered with snot and tears. After howling for a few times because he couldn't stand the severe pain in his legs, he heard the triumphant laughter of the Japanese infantrymen in his ears. He should know that the more miserable he cried, the happier these Japanese would be.

This honest man who just joined the security army for a living unexpectedly became strong, stopped crying loudly, the veins on his forehead jumped high, and he clenched his teeth and didn't make a sound.

This made the Japanese army extremely dissatisfied.

After marching more than ten meters, a Japanese soldier, at the instruction of an officer, directly stabbed his injured leg with a bayonet. Seeing that the middle-aged man clenched his teeth finally couldn't help crying and cursing loudly, he was satisfied and hid under the eaves of the shops on the street.

The Japanese did it deliberately.

Because they were fishing.

The Chinese wounded soldiers who kept crying were the freshest bait, just like the fishermen who played lure fishing. The plastic bait that was constantly pulled could attract the ferocious mandarin fish and perch.

Kato Hideo had found the shortcomings of the Chinese.

The biggest advantage of the Chinese hiding here was that they were familiar with the terrain. It was not wise to chase and fight with them in this complex residential area. The long guns in their hands and the accurate shooting skills that they were once proud of had no advantages in these narrow alleys.

But the Chinese also had shortcomings. If they wanted to use the terrain advantage to give full play to the characteristics of mobile warfare, they were destined not to have heavy firepower. With light firepower alone, they were destined to be mainly harassment.

However, just this kind of harassment hiding in the dark like a mole was already a headache.

The bullets that were fired from time to time, and the results of each battle might be only one or two people, but over time, they could also gather sand into a tower.

What Kato Yingxiong wants to see most is that the Chinese can come out and fight him head-on like a man. Two Type 94 armored vehicles and two infantry guns can beat the Chinese who only have light firearms into dogs.

Since the Chinese don't do this, he will use the Chinese wounded as bait to torture him, so that the Chinese who watch their comrades being tortured will jump out to save him.

In this way, you can use your strengths to attack the enemy's weaknesses, instead of falling into the rhythm of the opponent.

It's a cruel tactic, but it's also the best way for Kato Yingxiong.

He has a great chance of success.

At least, Zhuang Shisan, who attaches great importance to brotherhood, has ordered his guard platoon to move closer to him. He wants to gather his forces to fight this group of cruel Japanese soldiers, even though he knows that even if he saves this wounded soldier he is not familiar with, he may not survive.

But people who live in the underworld pay attention to the word "righteousness". If he doesn't react to his brothers being tortured, who will listen to him as the battalion commander in the future?

No one would listen. Even if he went to Wang Laoshi's bun shop to take care of the business, he would definitely be spit on the face by Wang Laoshi's wife.

Zhuang Shisan, the highest commander of the security group, was furious and quietly gathered his troops to fight to the death with the Japanese army that had laid bait. As Wang Laoshi's direct superior, Crow was also gritting his teeth and thinking about what he should do.

He only had a Mauser pistol in his hand, plus the Hanyang-made pistols of the other three people, and perhaps two Czech-style light machine guns and dozens of rifles quietly set up around him.

But that, can it be a threat to the two Japanese armored vehicles?

The answer is cruel, no.

The wooden doors and windows used in large quantities in Jiangnan Mingju can provide Chinese soldiers with the need to cover their bodies, but they cannot be used as shelters. Two 7.7mm heavy machine guns can almost wipe out any firepower point that fires continuously for more than 10 seconds.

What to do?

More than five ways to save people came to the mind of Crow, but none of them worked in this environment.

He knew that Wang Laoshi had persisted until now and had the obsession of not saying he would die easily. He still had five children and parents to support, especially in such a chaotic time. If he, the pillar of the family, died, what would happen to the children? Would he leave them all to his weak wife? He didn't want to!

Crow had never been a father, but he could understand his father.

Didn't his father stare at his face with his gray eyes at the last moment before he passed away due to a serious illness?

Without fear of death, but only worry and reluctance for his young son, the nine-year-old Crow would never forget the look his father gave him before he left. His father wanted to try to live because he loved him.

Since his father left, only when she was a girl, she looked at him lying on the corner of the street waiting to die with a worried look, so he remembered it for his whole life. It was the last light left in his heart after losing his parents.

Wang Laoshi wanted to live, and Crow also hoped that he could survive for the five young children.

But could he save him? As the Japanese convoy slowly approached, gunshots continued to ring out, and the security soldiers who could no longer bear it began to attack this group of extremely cruel Japanese soldiers.

They became the prey of the Japanese army that threw out bait.

The fierce shooting of two 7.7mm heavy machine guns that had been ready for battle caused screams everywhere, and at least six people died in the asymmetric shooting.

The crow, whose eyes were already red, waited until the Japanese armored vehicle was only a dozen meters away from him, and could only make an extremely desperate judgment that he could not save him.

Even if he had a pack of explosives and could throw it out to blow up the fierce Japanese armored vehicle, he could not save him.

The Japanese had already calculated the distance. The armored vehicle was moving in the middle of the long street, and the rope that was tied to Wang Laoshi was only four meters. Not to mention the pack of explosives, even if a grenade or hand grenade was thrown, it would attack the armor and kill Wang Laoshi at the same time.

Watching the Japanese convoy approaching little by little, the crow could only curl up in pain and lie on the floor of the second floor.

He didn't know what he should do.

Wang Laoshi was dragged by the Japanese armored vehicles, leaving a bloodstain of dozens of meters on the long street. If he didn't shout, the Japanese would stab him with a bayonet. It wouldn't take long before the excessive bleeding was enough to kill him.

But he could only watch, watching Wang Laoshi being tortured to death.

Yes, he had a Mauser pistol in his hand. According to the current distance, he could kill at least two Japanese soldiers with a burst of random shooting.

But what's the use? Not only could he not save Wang Laoshi, but he might also be shot into a sieve by the 7.7-meter heavy machine gun on the armored vehicle.

At this moment, Crow's hatred for the two Japanese armored vehicles even exceeded that of the Japanese commander who issued the cruel order. If it weren't for the two armored vehicles, they would never dare to do such a cruel thing.

Guns and grenades can't solve this crisis.

Crow's mind was almost filled with the three words "what to do".

Until he looked around in a daze and saw a soldier climbing up the stairs handing him something.

Crow's eyes suddenly lit up.