Sun Hunter

Watching Meiling walk away, he said indifferently:

"Batalion Commander, I want to go out and get some ammunition. Now the soldiers have never fired live ammunition in training."

"Go there, why don't you go to your Father Long's place and bring a cart back?"

"Well, those ammunition are all assigned by the brigade commander and others. You can pull them back from there."

"Then you want to go there. You also want to fight the Japanese."

"Well, I want to take a few people out to try it out."

Wang Minglong didn't say anything. He lit a cigarette and took a deep breath. Blue smoke dispersed in the air. He was thinking. The Third Battalion was indeed extremely short of ammunition. Not to mention the current training, once a war broke out, there would be room to fight back.

None. In fact, Wang Minglong was more anxious than anyone else. He also reported this matter to the regiment leader, but the entire regiment had experienced battles during this period, and there was not much ammunition. What kind of weapons did the two companies sent by the regiment leader this time?

He didn't bring any. He came empty-handed. Wang Minglong was already very touched by this. The issue of ammunition was also a problem he had been thinking about. Now that he was mentioned by Indifferent, why didn't he want to get ammunition? But let Inran and the others take the risk to get ammunition again.

He was also worried.

"Do you have a goal?" Wang Minglong made up his mind.

"We want to go out and get a feel for the situation first. Now the company is being trained by Captain Tian, ​​who is much better than me."

"Okay then, take a few people with you to find out the situation of the Japanese around you first. Remember not to act recklessly. Let me know if there is any situation."

"Don't worry, battalion commander, I'll go first."

"Well, be careful," Wang Minglong looked at the back of the man who left indifferently. His eyes were a little red. This young man is really mature now and knows how to consider many things about the army.

In the afternoon, Mo Ran came to the back mountain with Wang Xiaobing and Yang Siyuan to pay homage to the souls of the team members. He took the time to write a poem to commemorate the team members and all the sacrificed soldiers of the Third Battalion, although they were not buried here. Yang Siyuan read it loudly with a sad voice.

road:

Sacrifice the wolf soul

The rocks are piled high, and the sound of strong men shakes the sky.

The setting sun is fading, and the flames of war reflect the lonely soul.

Scatter spears, drink yellow soup alone and go to the battlefield!

Drive away the rock and repay the family and country with blood and tears!

The sea of ​​corpses forms a mountain, and the hearts of the Japanese are filled with fear!

The stone is gone and the sword is broken, but the soul of the strong man remains to sacrifice to the heavenly wolf!

After reciting the words, they burned the paper in front of the team members' graves. The three of them stood in silence for a long time before reluctantly leaving them. They believed that the blood of the soldiers would not be shed in vain, and they would watch them in the sky, kill all the Japanese, and restore us.

Rivers and mountains.

Before dawn the next day, Mo Ran set out with Yang Siyuan, Mei Ling and Xue Lin in casual clothes. They headed towards Licheng. Mo Ran's purpose was to get a feel for the condition of the nearby blockhouses, because he felt that the blockhouses were used to fight the Japanese.

Very good at it.

After traveling for more than fifty miles, Men Ran and the others were resting in a forest. Suddenly, there was a burst of gunfire. The gunfire was very scattered and infrequent, but it was not very far from their current position. Xuelin also stared at it with two ears pricked up.

The direction of the gunshot.

"There is something going on ahead, let's go take a look." The three of them got out of the woods, took out their binoculars and looked into the distance, but they couldn't see anything except for a few thick smoke rising from the bottom of a small hillside two or three miles away.

"Maybe the Japanese are harassing the people." He handed the binoculars to Yang Siyuan.

"Captain, what should we do now?"

"Go over and have a look." Indifferent said, carrying the long cloth bag containing the gun and running quickly towards the hillside. Yang Siyuan stuffed the binoculars into his pocket and followed Mei Ling quickly.

In early winter, there is a little snow on the North China Plain. There is no wind, but the cold is very heavy. The sun hangs in the sky with a hint of warmth. This is a good weather in early winter. People can hang out under the quilt and chat under the sun.

.But misfortune befell this land again and again.

The three of them were lying on the snow on the hillside, looking down through the woods on the hillside. As expected, the cries and curses came from the small village at the foot of the hillside. The village was very small, with only about twenty people.

There are several houses, but the thatched roofs of several houses are burning.

Indifferent carefully observed the situation of the Japs in the village. There were about a dozen Japs and about twenty puppet soldiers. They were going in and out from house to house. They piled the things they robbed on the open space in the village. Several puppet soldiers

Jun was watching there. There were two bodies of men nearby. The cries of women and the screams of children deeply hurt the three of them.

"Captain, what should I do? Fight or not."

"Fight, you two find a good blocking position, the closer the better, but be careful not to be discovered. If I am discovered, you will assist me. I will also help you, don't leave my sight."

Yang Siyuan and Meiling nodded, because Yang Siyuan brought a flower trap plus twenty rings. Meiling also brought twenty rings. From a distance, only Mo Ran's sniper rifle was available. Mo Ran gave Yang Siyuan the binoculars and sneaked into a concealed position with a wide view.

.At the same time, I also used my eyes to select several nearby hiding places. The hillside is only about 300 meters away from the village. From this location, even without a sight, it is a perfect shot.

Indifferent took out the sniper rifle that had been wrapped in khaki cloth from the bag. He loaded it lightly, adjusted the distance, and used the scope to start looking for the target. The sound of gunshots slowly moved, and his first target was looking for a Japanese soldier.

The leader was not found. He then set his sights on a Japs who was raising his gun and preparing to shoot at the fleeing civilians in the distance. Before his gun could be fired, a bullet sent him flying to the west.

The popped head startled the two puppet soldiers around him. They shouted, "The Eighth Route Army is coming, the Eighth Route Army is coming." They ran towards the room.

Indifferent did not stop, his gun accurately shot the Japanese who were still panicking. The gun shot made the Japanese and puppet soldiers outside frightened and hid in the house. The people in the house did not know what was going on and ran outside.

Two Japanese men ran out with their trousers pulled up. They seemed to be engaged in humiliating women.

Indifferent did not give them a chance to return to the room again, and two bullets ended their criminal lives. The corpses of six Japanese soldiers were scattered in the village and in the courtyard. The death was horrifying. The puppet soldiers trembled in their legs and hid in the room.

They didn't dare to come out. The people also took the opportunity to hide in the courtyard.

The remaining Japs, led by a young sergeant, left the room. They leaned against the wall and started shooting at the hillside behind where they suspected. But no matter what the sergeant shouted, the puppet soldiers just couldn't hide.

Life is the most important thing at this time, and everyone is afraid of death. The leader of the puppet army also pretended not to hear.

Mo Ran killed two more Japs with their heads sticking out of the corner one after another. The rest also sneaked back into the room in fear. This method of death allowed them to see hell in advance. What Mo Ran wanted was this effect, a fight without resistance. Yang Siyuan and Meiling

He also took this opportunity to move to the back of the house on the edge of the village. Yang Siyuan had already seen clearly the hiding place of the Japanese and puppet troops. He took Mei Ling and quickly sneaked near the room, waiting for the opportunity.

Mo Ran was covering them on the hillside. After arriving, Yang Siyuan made a gesture, and Mo Ran took Xue Lin and quickly approached Yang Siyuan.

"Captain, what should we do now? They can't hide in the room and can't come out. We don't know the situation in the room. It's hard to fight."

"Blow it up with a grenade," Mei Ling said.

"No, the situation in the room is unknown. What if there are people there?"

"Have you seen those two courtyards? The puppet troops are hiding there. The Japanese are in the houses over here." Indifferent pointed to the courtyard not far away and said. Northern farmers all built a courtyard outside their houses to put farm tools and raise animals.

Some livestock can also dry grain.

"As long as we kill the Japs in that room, the puppet troops will naturally surrender."

"Well, Captain, what should we do?"

"Meiling and Xuelin are here to watch. Siyuan, come in with me." Moran led Yang Siyuan along the wall to the outside of the courtyard where the Japanese were staying. Moran made a gesture, and Yang Siyuan understood and stood by the courtyard near the room.

. He crossed his hands on his abdomen, and Mo Ran didn't run away. He stepped on Yang Siyuan's hands. Yang Siyuan moved up, and Mo Ran had already climbed to the top of the wall. The wall was not high, only 2.45 meters, and was made of earth.

Indifferent put his head around to observe the movement inside. There was no movement in the yard. He climbed up on the wall and stretched out his hand to pull Yang Siyuan. As soon as the two of them jumped down, several bullets hit the wall and splashed Saturn.

"Damn it, the puppet troops over there must have seen us."

"I can't see it now. Ignore them." The two men walked along the wall towards the door. With a bang, Yang Siyuan accidentally touched a jar, and a grenade was immediately thrown out of the window.

"Flash." Indifferently, Yang Siyuan threw himself down behind a stone roller used in the field. The huge explosion of the grenade shattered the glass on the window. Yang Siyuan got up and returned the grenade. He didn't care now.

So much.

A grenade exploded in the house, followed by screams. Mo Ran quickly moved to the door. With a wink at Yang Siyuan, Yang Siyuan also threw the second grenade into the house. As soon as the explosion sounded, Mo Ran kicked himself away.

The door was crumbling. He ducked and rolled into the house. The house was already covered in smoke and dust, and no one could be seen clearly.