The War of Resistance

"Don't just think about saving bullets. We Northeasterners believe in spending as much as we can earn!" Qian Chuan'er shouted.

As Qian Chuan'er shouted, several soldiers from the district squad who came from behind the deep ditch started shooting with rifles, targeting the Japanese soldiers lying on the mountain road.

Wang Chuan felt that the veterans under Shang Zhen were very capable, which was beyond his expectation.

But in fact, most of the attacking Japanese soldiers were hit by the fragments produced by the grenade that exploded in the air.

That was an air explosion, and the ground no longer provided cover for the bombed, and it was not called 360° without dead angles.

360° without dead angles refers to a plane, but the fragments of the grenade exploded in the air in a spherical shape in three-dimensional space.

But precisely because of this, more Japanese soldiers were killed and injured by the fragments, and more Japanese soldiers were wounded, so supplementary shooting was an indispensable step.

Captain Zhang saw that the district squad had nothing to do with the Japanese, so he was naturally anxious.

He also brought a few people and rushed up from the back.

"There is still one alive!" A soldier named Meng Fanxi shouted, he aimed his gun and a gunshot sounded.

But his shot hit a dead Japanese soldier in front, and the Japanese soldier was hiding behind the dead body.

If he wanted to hit the Japanese soldier, he had to have a shooting angle, unless he stood up from his hiding place and shot at the other party.

But that was not possible, because after they came with Captain Zhang, Qian Chuaner had already reminded them that they were not allowed to stand up and show their bodies to shoot.

"Do you really think that the Japanese soldiers hiding behind and responsible for covering are just decorations?" This was Qian Chuan's original words.

Qian Chuaner and his men who were hiding behind the stone craters were all covered by stones, and they quickly retreated after they finished shooting!

In fact, it’s not that Meng Fanxi’s shooting skills are very accurate, but the Japanese soldier is quite close to him, which is only more than 50 meters.

Rifles are not like pistols. As long as you master the shooting skills, ordinary people can injure targets within 100 meters even if they can't hit the vital parts.

Seeing that he didn't hit the Japanese soldier, Meng Fanxi turned the bolt again to aim forward, but no matter how hard he aimed, the Japanese soldier didn't show up.

He couldn't figure out whether the Japanese soldier was killed, so he shouted: "There is another one behind the dead man in front, I can't hit him!"

When he shouted, other people, including Da Laoben and Qian Chuaner in the stone bushes, heard it and asked where the Japanese soldier was.

"The little devil without a hat in front is behind! About 20 zhang!" Meng Fanxi estimated the distance between himself and the Japanese soldier and shouted.

The people of the district team were not the main force after all. At least Meng Fanxi didn't even know that 1 zhang was about 3.3 meters!

Fortunately, when he said this, others understood, even though they converted his 20 zhang now.

Qian Chuan'er and his men, who were on the high point, looked out from behind the stone and found that the Japanese soldier was lying behind the dead body with his hands covering his head.

This must be it! I have never seen anyone who still covers his head with his hands and acts afraid of death after he dies!

"I'll do it!" Bian Xiaolong shouted.

But when Bian Xiaolong just leaned out a little with the box gun in his hand, Wang Chuan, who was in charge of the lookout, suddenly shouted: "Go back quickly!"

Bian Xiaolong instinctively shrank back when he heard Wang Chuan's shout. At this time, there was a gunshot from the opposite side, and a bullet flew past the big stone where Bian Xiaolong was hiding!

The flying lead bullet had already scraped the stone, making a "clang" sound and splashing a streak of sparks!

"Be careful, there are devils behind the stone below, and there are more than one!" Wang Chuan shouted.

The Japanese army's two attacks failed, and this time they finally learned a lesson. They took a step-by-step approach, but some Japanese soldiers hid directly behind the stones on both sides of the road below.

In fact, in this situation, the Japanese army is just far away from them. If they are closer to them, the situation will be similar to street fighting.

But in this case, the people on the mountain will have to think about it if they want to show their heads and shoot again.

"Big idiot, throw another grenade to that guy!" Qian Chuaner shouted.

Big idiot, who has returned to Wang Chuan's side again, reached out to touch the grenade he brought, but his hand stopped.

How could Big idiot not understand that the grenade of the Eighth Route Army is definitely not as good as the Japanese grenade at first glance.

So before he climbed the big rock, he left all the grenades below. Now there are only three grenades left in his bag.

Big idiot took out one, weighed it, but was reluctant to throw it.

It's not even noon yet!

There is no doubt that grenades are more important in this battle. Big idiot certainly knows that it is not worth it to use a grenade to kill a Japanese wounded soldier!

If he is given enough grenades, as long as he is not dead, he can keep the Japanese from rushing up!

"What's wrong? Not enough grenades?" Wang Chuan, who was with him, noticed his embarrassment and said, "Let's find a way to pick up the grenades and guns on the road later."

Although Wang Chuan also knew that the mountain road was full of Japanese guns and ammunition from the bottom to the top.

But how could they pick up those weapons so easily? The Japanese were not vegetarians, and their guns were aimed at them!

"No." Da Lao Ben responded to Wang Chuan, but he was reluctant to pull out the pin of the grenade.

He turned his head, looked around and suddenly shouted: "Who has a small stone around him? Throw me one."

When Da Lao Ben shouted, it happened that there were many small stones next to Captain Zhang. He picked up one and shouted "Come on!" and really threw the stone to Da Lao Ben's position.

Speaking of Da Lao Ben's skills, Wang Chuan, who was next to Da Lao Ben, had a real experience again.

Seeing that the stone thrown by Captain Zhang was thrown low, Da Lao Ben turned around and put his hand on the stone. He did a one-handed push-up with his left hand, and reached out with his right hand to grab the stone.

"Is one stone enough?" Wang Chuan, who had already understood Da Lao Ben's intention, asked.

Da Lao Ben said "yeah".

While Da Lao Ben was asking for the stone, both the enemy and us had stopped shooting.

The reason was that the Chinese soldiers refused to show up, and the Japanese soldiers who attacked upwards hid those who could hide except for the dead.

The Japanese soldiers at the foot of the mountain naturally knew that their people were not completely dead, so they would not shoot or fire to prevent accidentally hurting their own people.

But who could have thought that in this silence full of infinite murderous intent, the gunshots were caused again by a small stone thrown from a high place!

It is said that the stone should be thrown out in a parabolic trajectory, but in the eyes of the bystander Wang Chuan, the stone was thrown directly in a straight line by the big old stupid.

Then the stone accurately hit the head of the Japanese soldier who was still hiding behind his dead companion, or it could be said that it hit the hands of the guy who was covering his head!

Wang Chuan just took a glance, and he retracted his head. At this time, he heard the guy's scream.

And then, Wang Chuan heard the gunshots.

Unable to hold back any longer, Wang Chuan peeked out from the other side of the boulder, and saw the Japanese soldier 30 meters away rolling over on the ground with his hands covered in blood, then being shot and falling down again!