The War of Resistance

It is impossible to go up to the front, but it is very realistic to go up the mountain. The slope is not steep, but it is still a mountain. Mountains always give you a sense of security.

Wang Qingfeng appeared on the top of the hill, and Ma Tianfang, who had only one arm left at the foot of the hill, was still looking at the fire.

What Wang Qingfeng said just now to Ma Tianfang, that he had to go to the front line because he used a gun with a short range, seemed a little annoyed.

Just kidding, the ones who use the beaters are all senior officers. Who has ever heard of a battalion commander carrying a beater? They must be at least a regiment commander or above. Which regiment leader leads the charge with a beater?

However, only Wang Qingfeng himself knew that in fact, his anger towards Ma Tianfang was just pretending. He was still self-aware, so why didn't others say that he was not good at fighting Japanese enemies?

Now Ma Tianfang was adding branches with his remaining hand, and he didn't even take off the cannon box he was carrying, which undoubtedly surprised Wang Qingfeng.

Veterans like Shang Zhen and others fought battle after battle, and Ma Tianfang didn't even use a gun. It wasn't because they thought they couldn't win this time.

Wang Qingfeng withdrew his gaze and ignored Ma Tianfang, then looked at a soldier beside him. He had no impression of this soldier. Judging from his appearance, this soldier was also honest and honest.

However, although the soldier put the rifle beside him, he did not fire it and ignored himself. Even though he looked thoughtfully in front of him, he could not tell how nervous he was.

What kind of fighting attitude do they have!

Wang Qingfeng suddenly felt a hint of dissatisfaction in his heart. He, a commander, was still here and still needed their protection! Are these veterans so confident when they use about 20 of their own men to fight against 20 or 30 Japanese cavalry?

It seems that if you can't rely on others to save your life, you have to rely on yourself. Wang Qingfeng took out his own poker from his waist and put it on the fire.

At this moment, he noticed that the soldier glanced at him, and then his eyes moved down to look at the lutz in his hand.

"A serious gun card player!" Wang Qingfeng said subconsciously.

Of course Wang Qingfeng had a reason to show off. His gun brand was a Browning semi-automatic pistol.

The gun body is small, well-made, and has reliable performance. It doesn't weigh much even if you put it in your pocket without a holster. It is of course very convenient to carry. Naturally, it is not like a box gun. The gun itself is large and the wooden box used to put it in it looks great. It doesn't look stupid, but it's not beautiful either.

Therefore, whoever owns such a gun in the military today is definitely a status symbol.

As soon as Wang Qingfeng said this, there was a smile on the soldier's face. When Wang Qingfeng saw others laughing, he also smiled proudly.

But before he finished laughing, the soldier said, "Well, the gun is a serious gun."

"That's - huh? What do you mean? Do you mean that I, a gun user, am not serious?" Wang Qingfeng, who was about to continue to be proud, finally came to his senses.

Are all the veterans under Shang Zhen so difficult to deal with? Wang Qingfeng cursed in her heart, why are all of them so bad?

Just now, I thought the guy in front of me was kind and honest, but in the blink of an eye, he almost got around me? It turned out to be a wilted radish - spicy!

"I don't dare to say anything about Sir Wang. I just think what should you do if it goes off when you put your gun on fire?" The soldier did not care about Wang Qingfeng's anger and reminded him instead.

Wang Qingfeng felt a fever on his face just by asking this question.

Yes, not to mention that the Japanese cavalry has not yet appeared, even if it did appear, how effective would this stick be? If it really went wrong, it would be a big trouble!

"Hehe, hehe, if you don't do it all the time, it will get rusty, so I just do it." Wang Qingfeng found a step for herself and quickly turned off the insurance.

But when he said that, the soldier looked at him strangely and asked, "How long has it been since Commander Wang masturbated his gun?"

"I——" Wang Qingfeng was choked by these words.

Yes, how long has it been since you used a gun? It seemed that he had shot twice before he was caught by the Japanese. After that, he never shot a gun again and naturally he didn't know how to masturbate the gun. Even the maintenance and oiling of the gun were done for him by his subordinates!

But can you say this yourself? No, it would be a shame to say it out loud.

After the soldier said this, he probably expected that he would not be able to answer. He turned his head to look ahead and ignored him.

Wang Qingfeng felt embarrassed.

But he felt that his dignity as a commander had been offended again, so he was determined to regain his position and asked: "Are you an old man under Shang Zhen?"

The soldier hummed in reply but didn't look at him again.

"Since you are a veteran, how many Japanese devils have you killed?" Wang Qingfeng asked.

"Me?" The soldier looked ahead and paused for a moment before asking again, "Where is Commander Wang?"

"I - I'd scare you if I told you!" Wang Qingfeng was stunned for a moment and then said nonsense.

The reason why it is nonsense is because as far as he knows, from the war between China and Japan on September 18 to now, it seems that he has not killed a single Japanese, right?

Wang Qingfeng had a high starting point. When the war first started, he was a company commander. Now, although he is no longer in charge of logistics and no longer fighting, his military rank has grown, and he is now a lieutenant colonel.

Such a big lieutenant colonel has never killed a single Japanese, so if he really said it, wouldn't he have to scare others?

The soldier glanced at him and then turned his head back. Although he did not show any contempt for him as a well-informed veteran like Mr. Wang and Hou Kanshan, his eyes still revealed the truth. His pretentious lies.

"Sir, what are you asking about, sir?" Wang Qingfeng was unhappy. Now that the lie had been exposed, he could only use his official title to pressure others, even though he knew that these veterans under Shang Zhen would not accept it at all. This is what he does!

"Sir, there's no need to ask me. I'll let you watch me kill a few little devils right away. They're coming!" the soldier said, and then he picked up the rifle, pushed the bolt, and pressed the butt against the shoulders.

When Wang Qingfeng heard that the Japanese were coming, she was startled and stretched her head to look across the mountain.

Yes, the little devil is here. He has appeared beside a hill more than 400 meters ahead. It seems that he is heading towards the green smoke rising from their place.

Wang Qingfeng became nervous all of a sudden. The people coming from the other side were cavalry. One, two, three, four, five... there were always more than twenty horses.

There were more than twenty Japanese cavalrymen. Shang Zhen and the others were only about twenty, including the one behind him who only had one arm left.

Out of fear, the approaching horse figures grew taller in Wang Qingfeng's eyes, and he seemed to hear the dull sound of the huge hoofs of the Japanese cavalry in the field.

Don't scare yourself, you have to be calm, you are a commander. Wang Qingfeng started to cheer himself up, but then he felt that his little heart was "bang", "bang" and "bang" when he was not up to par, as if The Japanese's big horse's hooves are about to step on their own hearts!

Hey, that's not right, why didn't Shang Zhen and the others shoot? Where are they hiding? Wang Qingfeng was thinking wildly as he saw the shadow of the Japanese army in front of him getting bigger and bigger.

No, he couldn't look any further. His heart must have been crushed by the horse's hooves. He thought to himself and quickly turned around.

But when he turned around, there seemed to be another version of himself in his mind saying, Fatty Wang, if you look at you like that, you are just shrinking! You are just a pheasant who sticks to the grass nest when you are tired of running!

Wang Qingfeng subconsciously wanted to swallow, but where could the saliva come from when his throat was dry? And then he saw Ma Tianfang still calmly adding firewood to the fire at the foot of the mountain.

"——", "——" Wang Qingfeng stammered twice. He wanted to tell Ma Tianfang that the Japanese were coming. Why the hell didn't you draw your gun, but he didn't shout out after all.

But at this moment, he suddenly heard gunshots! First there was a gunshot, and then there was a mix of platoon guns.

Because of his nervousness, he could not use a certain onomatopoeia to describe the specific sound of the gunshot, but for some reason, at the moment when the gunshot sounded, he became bolder, and his neck suddenly shook as if he was sleeping with a stiff neck because of fear. The child twisted back!

And when he looked at the scene ahead, he saw that there were fewer Japanese cavalry more than 200 meters away.

The reason for the lack is naturally because they fell down. Some Japanese soldiers' horses were knocked down, and some Japanese soldiers on horses were directly knocked off their horses by bullets!

"Ouch!" Wang Qingfeng shouted, "Isn't this half less?"

But at this moment, he heard the rifle beside him also fire. In response to this shot, a Japanese soldier who was running towards him fell off his horse!

"Good fight!" Wang Qingfeng shouted again, and subconsciously raised his pick.

"Don't misfire!" Although the soldier next to him didn't look at him and was pulling and pushing the gun bolt again, he still didn't forget to remind him, and then there was another "pop" gunshot.

At this time, Wang Qingfeng was surprised to find that during this second round of shooting, even fewer Japanese cavalry in the open ground in front could move. Some Japanese soldiers were shot and fell from their horses, while the horses that had just been mobilized were falling. Huan'er ran towards him.

How many are left? Wang Qingfeng began to look for the Japanese troops ahead.

When this group of Japanese cavalry was attacked, there was a high probability that they would rush their horses to run out of the ambush circle instead of jumping off their horses to fight back on the spot, just because this group of Japanese cavalry was still small after all, and that was actually the case.

This battle was much simpler than Wang Qingfeng imagined. When he saw another Japanese cavalry trying to break out of the encirclement, there were chaotic gunshots in the mountains.

Wang Qingfeng couldn't see where the gunmen were hiding, but he saw the Japanese soldier fall from the horse in the chaotic gunfire, and then the horse also fell.