The War of Resistance

Shang Zhen didn't gasp as expected, he just frowned, and he had a habit of looking at the ground, so if you didn't know him, you would think he was still thinking about something.

But Bian Xiaolong couldn't help but feel that her calf was like an electric shock, numb and tingling, she felt pain for Shang Zhen!

If Shang Zhen's calf was shot with two holes by the Japanese bullet, it would be fine, but Shang Zhen's left calf was shot with a gap!

Da Laoben was tying up Shang Zhen's wound with a cloth strip and then bandaging it.

Of course, there was no medicine, and the cloth strip was tied just to stop the bleeding.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to expect the bleeding of such a large wound to stop by itself, but using a cloth strip to stop the bleeding, how could it not hurt?

"Are there still our people in the village?" Shang Zhen asked, sitting on the ground with his left leg flat.

"At that time, I saw someone riding a horse rushing to this side of the village, but he seemed to be wearing the clothes of the Japanese devils and holding a Japanese sword in his hand. I thought it was one of ours.

But at that time, the little devils came over, and I was already in the chimney, so I could only shrink my head back." Bian Xiaolong answered a little embarrassedly.

At that time, Bian Xiaolong had already climbed down from the chimney mouth, revealing only his head and his hands holding the top of the chimney, which was a situation of riding a tiger and being unable to get off.

Not to mention that she would definitely die if she dared to shoot at the Japanese army at that time, if she dared to reveal the slightest clue, the Japanese devils would not only throw a grenade into the house, but also set the house on fire!

"It was Wang Xiaodaner." The old fool who was wrapping the cloth strips around Shang Zhen replied without raising his head.

"Oh?" Shang Zhen looked up at the old fool.

"Then why didn't you shoot?" Bian Xiaolong asked.

"I wanted to shoot him, but he was blocked by the house while riding a horse. When he ran over again, there was only the horse, and I didn't know where the man had gone." Da Laoben explained.

"Oh." Shang Zhen lowered his head and took the cloth strip from Da Laoben's hand, and tore it off with a "swish".

This action naturally affected the wound, and he frowned again

"I know there is another horse in front, and I think there seems to be someone hiding under the belly of that horse, because I heard several grenades going off, but I didn't have time to save people either." Da Laoben continued.

Shang Zhen did not judge the behavior of Da Laoben or the suicide squad, but sighed and stood up with his hands on the ground and said: "Oh, let's go! The devils are coming again."

He was sitting facing the other end of the village, and now he could see that the Japanese army came out of the village again, this time there were more people, and they were heading directly in their direction.

Shang Zhen walked in the middle, and Da Laoben and Bian Xiaolong were vigilantly scanning the situation in the woods one after another.

The sky was already bright. After a night of fierce fighting, looking at the greenness in the woods, they all felt unreal, as if what they were experiencing now was just a dream.

Shang Zhen was limping in front. Just now, he could not say anything except "Let's go".

The brothers were all here to save him, and so were Da Laoben and Bian Xiaolong. If Da Laoben had taken action at that time, it would only be a matter of one or two more deaths. Shang Zhen did not want anyone to die, but he had to face the casualties of his brothers.

Wang Xiaodan's image floated in Shang Zhen's mind again.

Wang Xiaodan was not from the Northeast. Although Wang Xiaodan had a whim to change his life and joined the army, he was also someone Shang Zhen recruited, and that was his direct line.

The team led by Shang Zhen was not the Eighth Route Army after all. The Eighth Route Army could be said to be inspired by faith. What maintained the existence of a team was faith.

As long as the faith was still there, no matter who died, the remaining people would continue to pull up the team, and everyone was a spark.

Nowadays, the old-style army still relies more on the chief officer.

People like Shang Zhen can be said to rely on personality charisma. He fights against the Japanese, and fights the devils very well. People who also want to fight against the Japanese follow him and are willing to die.     But more chief officers mainly lead their soldiers with the promise of promotion and wealth.

If their team also has a spark, their spark is only the chief officer, or a few confidants below. When their chief officer and the backbone system are gone, it is very likely that the monkeys will scatter.

Although this is unpleasant to say, it is actually the case.

Because they have no faith, or they believe in promotion and wealth, or they live a lazy life with military pay. Once the chief officer dies, they will naturally go to other places.

I don’t know who the other person who rushed into the village with Wang Xiaodan is, Shang Zhen thought again.

Involuntarily, the image of Hu Zhuzi smiling with his big thick lips appeared in his mind again.

Hu Zhuzi would definitely take on this kind of fatal task, Shang Zhen was so sure of Hu Zhuzi.

If his brother Hu Zi (Ma Er Hu Zi) was still alive, Hu Zi would also take on the task.

As for others, Shang Zhen couldn't help but shake his head, it was really hard to say!

You know what, Shang Zhen really guessed it right, Hu Zhuzi did take on the task, and he was the first one to rush out on horseback.

But who would have thought that Hu Chao would ride a horse without a saddle, and he was thrown off the horse as soon as he rushed out of the woods. He took the grenade he brought with him and threw it at the Japanese army not far away!

He completed the task of attracting the Japanese army's firepower and attention, but he still saved his life.

Because the horse had no saddle, he turned out to be a blessing in disguise!

Did you say Hu Zhuzi deliberately fell off his horse? Of course not, Hu Zhuzi didn't have that intention at all!

He was bound to die, but he survived. This also proved the veterans' judgment of Hu Zhuzi from another perspective-

This son of a bitch is just a tough guy! Even the King of Hell won't take him!

Shang Zhen didn't expect that Ge Changli, this stubborn guy, would also be a member of the suicide squad.

The reason here is that Shang Zhen himself didn't realize that the people who dared to rush in to save him should be the old man he brought with him.

Shang Zhen had a leg injury this time, so the speed of the three of them marching naturally slowed down.

However, Shang Zhen didn't think that the Japanese army behind them would definitely catch up with them.

This forest is big!

Even if the forest is not very dense, it is still a forest, and Shang Zhen didn't see the Japanese devils with big wolfhounds.

But they had just walked for a while when an accident happened. This time, gunshots were heard in the forest in front of them, that is, in the south.

"I think we should avoid it." Bian Xiaolong, who was walking behind, said as he took a few steps forward.

The big old man who was walking in the front stopped and looked back at Shang Zhen. Shang Zhen had to make the decision, although he also thought they should avoid it. After all, Shang Zhen was injured and the marching speed of the three of them had slowed down.

At this moment, Shang Zhen hesitated, but just when he made a choice, the sound of "bang bang bang" and "bang bang bang" box guns suddenly came from the front.

The gunshots directly changed Shang Zhen's mind, and he said: "Since we caught up, we have to take a look!"

He saw Bian Xiaolong looking down at his left leg and said self-deprecatingly: "How can only soldiers save the commander, but the commander does not save the soldiers?"

Shang Zhen said this of course out of emotion, and the number of brothers who died in his mind naturally increased by two.