The War of Resistance

Wu Ziqi only praised Fan Tongzuo in his heart, and he suddenly realized that his chance had come.

He carried the big-bellied box and ran on the roof as lightly as possible, but he had not practiced the legendary light skills. After he ran across the roofs of several houses, he finally broke a tile.

But just after the "crack" sound of the tile being broken, he heard gunshots and shouts from the side below him.

The gunshots were indistinguishable, all box guns, but the shouts were from the Japanese!

At this time, Wu Ziqi didn't care whether the Japanese soldiers below heard the sound of his breaking tiles.

Sometimes fighting is a gamble of life, and a timid person who is afraid of wolves in front and tigers behind is destined not to become an anti-Japanese fighter.

Wu Ziqi climbed up to the roof and climbed up carefully, and climbed straight over the ridge. This time he didn't shrink his head.

He had been on the roof for a while.

Of course he knew that even if he exposed his upper body, people in the alley would not be able to see him, not to mention his head!

Because he could not see into the alley either. After all, the alley was too narrow and the house was too high, and the sight of both the enemy and us was blocked by the house.

If there was another grenade, it would be fine.

If he really only needed to throw a grenade from here, the battle would be over.

But with grenades, he could fight the Japanese. If he didn't have grenades, he wouldn't fight the Japanese?

Wu Ziqi gritted his teeth and held the round tiles on the ridge with his left hand and the big-bellied box with his right hand, and carefully "rolled" his body over. Then he squatted carefully with the slope of the roof, and walked forward carefully like a clown pretending to be a dwarf in Peking Opera, until he saw a line of alley below.

The reason why he said he saw only a line of alley was because he only saw a line of ground. If he went forward, he should be able to find the Japanese and puppet troops, but the other party would also be very likely to see him.

He was attacking by surprise, so he certainly hoped to succeed in one shot. However, he only had one chance to shoot forward without seeing the enemy. If he could not kill the enemy, he would die.

Wu Ziqi was Wu Ziqi, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, but he also felt a rush of blood, and he thought of the little girl who died unjustly.

So no matter how dangerous it was, he had to go!

At this time, at the gate of the courtyard where Wu Ziqi had come before, Fan Tongzuo was sticking his head out of the door. He was shooting desperately into the alley.

Fan Tongzuo was also helpless.

Just when the Japanese soldiers ran into the alley, they happened to catch him sticking his head out and shooting out.

To be honest, he was very lucky, because there were two ends of the alley, and the end he shot was exactly the direction from which the Japanese soldiers came.

If he had fired the gun the wrong way at that time, and he shot at the other end of the alley, it would be equivalent to showing the back of his head to others, and he would not have to continue shooting.

It was because he saw someone running here with a gun. Anyway, it was not his own people.

Who cares who he is, just shoot!

At that moment, Fan Tongzuo had forgotten that he was just staring at those people, and the box gun in his hand started to fire.

With every pull of the trigger, the box gun shook, and his shooting skills were really average.

But although he didn't knock down any of the opponents, he still frightened the opponents from moving forward.

When Fan Tongzuo pulled the trigger for the fifth time, his box gun made an empty chamber sound, and he instinctively shrank back.

Then the bullets from the opposite side arrived, and the bullets whizzed through the gate of the courtyard and hit the wall with a clanging sound.

But at this time, Fan Tongzuo was still confused.

Why did his gun run out of bullets? This is a big-bellied box!

After a while, Fan Tongzuo realized that it seemed that he had fired a few shots last time and forgot to refill it!

But he was really grateful that he didn't refill it, because he felt that if the bullets in his gun chamber were full, he would continue to shoot.

But as long as he continued to hit his head and did not withdraw, then his precious head would definitely be blown up by the bullet that just flew over!

"Pah, pah, pah", another bullet hit the gate buttress.

The gate buttress was made of red bricks, and the brick chips flew out from the bullet, and it happened that some brick chips splashed on Fan Tongzuo's face.

The tingling sensation like a needle pricked made Fan Tongzuo suddenly wake up from a dream.

This is not the time to be stunned?

Wu Er said, why let others chase you with guns? Can't you use guns to knock them down? If you knock down all the Japanese devils, no one will chase you!

"You all fight, we will die when the Japanese come!" The sense of crisis of survival made Fan Tongzuo shout.

He was undoubtedly shouting at his companions.

But when he turned around, he saw that his companions were still at a loss in the sound of gunfire.

But not everyone was stupid, but one person directly handed his box gun to him.

Fan Tongzuo knew that box gun.

Because that box gun was the one Liu Daquan used when he was alive. When Liu Daquan died, Wu Ziqi forgot to take it and helped the boy.

"You good-for-nothings!" Fan Tongzuo cursed as he took the gun, completely forgetting that "good-for-nothings" was his nickname.

Fan Tongzuo was now in a state of excitement. He took the box gun and stuck his head out again, wanting to shoot again.

But at this time, he was surprised to find that a Japanese soldier fell down in the sound of gunfire.

Who shot him? He was confused!

When he found that a Japanese soldier looked up, he also subconsciously looked up. At this time, he found that there was a person lying on the eaves above the house next to the Japanese soldiers!

The box gun in the man's hand made a "pop", "pop", "pop" sound, and the person below fell to the ground.

At this time, Fan Tongzuo was only more than 40 meters away from there, so he could see clearly that the person lying on the eaves and shooting at the Japanese soldiers was Wu Ziqi!

When he found that Wu Ziqi was lying on the eaves above the Japanese soldiers' heads and shooting at the Japanese soldiers, he directly forgot that he should have shot at the Japanese soldiers.

He opened his mouth in astonishment and looked at Wu Ziqi.

Fan Tongzuo's nickname is "glutton", which is certainly a joke from the security guards, but it shows that he is not a capable person.

A person without ability will especially admire capable people.

He used to admire Liu Daquan because Liu Daquan was the most ruthless and fiercest in fighting.

But the moment Liu Daquan was killed by Wu Ziqi, Liu Daquan's image as a strong man collapsed in his eyes.

And now he saw Wu Ziqi lying on the eaves and shooting at the Japanese army close at hand, he felt that his little heart had suffered an unprecedented shock, and his eyes were full of Wu Ziqi's image, which seemed so heroic!

But what happened next made him open his eyes even wider.

Because he saw Wu Ziqi suddenly fell from the house.

Yes! It was a head fall, not a head fall!

"Ah!" I don't know if Wu Ziqi screamed, but Fan Tongzuo screamed, is Wu Er shot?

But then Fan Tongzuo saw Wu Ziqi fall from the eaves and somersault in the air, landing on his feet, which landed on a Japanese soldier lying on the ground.

Because he was too close, Fan Tongzuo even saw a stream of blood spurting out of the Japanese soldier's mouth! That was caused by Wu Ziqi's attack!

Didn't the Japanese soldier die? Did Wu Ziqi jump from the eaves because he had no bullets? He actually killed a Japanese soldier with his own weight?