The War of Resistance

These little devils were really cheap. Shang Zhen felt a little regretful when he heard that the villagers had gone away.

I don’t know where such a group of weird little devils appeared, and they had to use such a method to harm the Chinese people.

Shang Zhen didn't know much about ninjas, and he didn't know that ninjas were actually "not allowed to smoke" (not taken seriously) among the Japanese army where the Bushido spirit prevailed.

Since he knew nothing and saw that this group of Japanese soldiers were very tolerant and behaved strangely and strangely, he certainly thought that the other party was the elite of the Japanese army.

How could he not regret that there were elite Japanese troops but could not fight?

Forget it, I can't fight alone, I'd better go back to the brigade, Shang Zhen thought to himself. But before his feet could move, he suddenly heard someone shouting from behind him.

He had just been covering for the common people. The escape route of the villagers was between two mountains, so naturally he squatted down and pointed his gun at the dark mountain shadow on one side.

Of course he wanted to take care of both sides, but he was the only one who couldn't.

The villagers had already walked away, so of course the cry could not be from the villagers. Shang Zhen subconsciously turned around and pointed the box cannon at him while kneeling, but all he could see was the starry sky, dark night and Mountain shadow.

Shang Zhen could confirm that he had indeed heard the sound just now, but because of the darkness, he could not see why.

After a while, seeing nothing else happening around him, Shang Zhen wanted to leave again.

But when he just stood up, he saw a sudden flash of snow-white light in front of him.

The moment the light beam lit up, Shang Zhen instinctively knelt down on one leg and pointed the gun at him.

What is that light beam? Of course Shang Zhen knew that it was the light of a flashlight. Who else could use a flashlight now except the little devil?

Could it be that the villagers were discovered by the Japanese after they escaped? He couldn't help but feel nervous, but then he felt relieved.

The villagers fled from the west side of the village. Although the waterless river also turned a corner, it generally ran east-west.

Shang Zhen, who had just been guarding the villagers, was pointing his gun to the south. When he heard some movement behind him, he turned around again and now he was facing the north.

But the light of the flashlight that is still not extinguished is pointing east. In other words, the direction the Japanese army's flashlight is pointing is east. This naturally shows that the Japanese army did not notice the departure of the villagers.

Shang Zhen felt relieved, and when he looked at the beam of light from the flashlight, he noticed that the beam of light was on a hill more than fifty meters away from him, shining from top to bottom.

Under the gradually diverging beam of light, there was the scene of two men in black climbing up from the mountainside.

Man in black? This made Shang Zhen think of the two Japanese soldiers he killed in the cellar of Liu Neng's house.

At this time, the flashlight flashed forward a few more times, and then went out.

And as the beam of light disappeared, the Japanese soldiers in black, the trees, and shrubs in front of him disappeared, and the starry sky and dark mountains in front of him disappeared.

Is the little devil going to the village to change his guard? Shang Zhen suddenly realized something.

It seemed that something happened to the two little devils when they were going down the mountain, such as a fall or something, so they had no choice but to turn on the flashlight.

Are these stupid little devils playing a killing game? The reality has forced Shang Zhen to make such an association.

who cares? Anyway, the people are gone, Shang Zhen thought.

Shang Zhen stood up and wanted to walk westward, but he took only a few steps and walked slower and slower, while the hand holding the box cannon with the safety off was tightening and loosening. .

Song, that's because he felt that since the people had left, he didn't need to create extra problems.

Tight, that’s because his hands feel itchy! Seeing the opportunity to kill the enemy, the other self in my mind refused to let myself take action, which caused itchy hands!

If we don't fight the Japanese who can fight, why don't we let them continue to harm the Chinese people? The man who wanted to fight the Japanese said so.

Then aren't you afraid that when you go back to Uncle Wang and the others, they will blame you for disappearing alone again? Another one said to himself.

Ouch! What a big deal! When the time comes, I will say that I am used to it, and they can still eat me!

As a result, the two of them agreed, and Shang Zhen no longer hesitated, turned around and started to return the way he came.

The night was still so dark. More than ten minutes later, two short figures appeared in the west of the village.

This is a small mountain village without a long history. There are no walls outside the village. The entrance to the village is between any two houses.

The two "dwarves" were observing the village during the day, and of course they knew the terrain of the village, so it didn't matter from which position they entered the village.

But just when the two "dwarves" were about to enter, they suddenly heard an "ah" sound coming from somewhere in the front left.

The sound wasn't loud, but the night was quiet so it sounded particularly clear.

The two "dwarves" reacted very quickly. After the "ah" sound, they immediately lay down and looked towards the place where the sound came from. At the same time, under the night sky, the cold light of a sharp blade was unsheathed.

But what could they see in the dark night? Nothing but a dark house and the night sky above it.

The two "dwarves" exchanged a few words in barely audible voices.

It's just that what they said in extremely low voices was the kind of "bird language" from an Asian island country. Who knows what they were talking about?

But just as they were about to enter the village, these two "dwarves" suddenly saw a dim light suddenly appear on the left front!

The light was not bright, but light was light after all, and the outline of a wall appeared on the lower edge of the light.

The village had been set on fire just the day before yesterday, and the roofs of most of the houses had naturally collapsed, so the dim light naturally shone into the sky.

The two "dwarves" looked at each other, but the faint light on the left front was not enough for them to see each other's eyes clearly. No matter what, they finally exchanged a few more words.

Then, one after another, they dived towards the place with light.

They walked very carefully, although they guessed that their companions might be "assassinating" the Chinese again, but the night was too dark, and the light in front was not enough for them and their imaginary companions to immediately confirm each other's identities.

However, that light finally gave them the best conditions to move forward. In a moment, the two of them appeared on the side of a low wall.

Even compared to their height, the low wall was not high. At the same time, they also smelled the stench, which was the pig house of the family with the lights on.

Of course, the pig is not here. Just because the two dwarves came here the day before yesterday, saying in their style that "the geese are too good for plucking the feathers" and "the pigs are too good for the meat" are not enough to describe his greed. The pig has naturally been They took it away as trophies.

The two dwarves were still moving forward against the low wall. The dim light source was behind the wall more than 20 meters in front of them. This wall had no windows, but light came from other directions.

The situation ahead will be revealed in a moment. The two dwarves moved and changed the Japanese swords held in one hand to two hands, so the light of the swords became more intense.

The two dwarfs were so focused on the light in front of them that they didn't even notice that a figure suddenly appeared silently behind the door of the pig house they just passed!

The dim light in front was blocked by the uncollapsed wall. Naturally, the man's face could not be seen clearly, but the figure turned out to be Shang Zhen!

Shang Zhen did not use his gun or his usual bayonet. On the contrary, he was dragging a dark object with both hands. It was a log less than two meters long and slightly thinner than a small bowl!

Under the dim light, Shang Zhen glanced at the two "dwarfs" who were close at hand. After confirming their position, he took two steps forward without hesitation, and then swung the log and hung it. With a "woo" sound, the wind hit the dwarf behind on the back of his head!

Just once, really just once, without any objection, the dwarf fell forward without even letting out a muffled grunt.

The dwarf in front seemed to realize something and turned around subconsciously, but it was still too late after all, because what greeted him was still the swung log!

The dwarf didn't even see anyone, and then the log hit him on the head.

This hit was equally hard enough, and the dwarf groaned and fell backwards.

At the same time, there was a "Crack" sound. I don't know whether the Japanese dwarf's forehead was hard enough or the log was not strong enough. The log was cracked under this blow!