The War of Resistance

"Oh, Daquanzi, what are you doing?" An old lady with small feet sat on the ground and shouted, slapping her thighs.

Staggeringly slapping her thighs, that is really the current time, not just the current time, but a way of releasing emotions for the old lady in the countryside for a period of history.

"Grandma, please leave me alone. Erzhu, take grandma away!" The Daquanzi ran out of the village again.

It's no wonder that Daquanzi's grandmother called him. Daquanzi told the messenger that the wolf-like Japanese soldiers were coming, so the whole village naturally had to hide.

But the whole village was running up the mountain in a hurry, but Daquanzi ran back again.

The old son’s eldest grandson is the lifeblood of the old lady, and the big quanzi is the old lady’s eldest grandson.

The old lady was in a hurry and tried to stop her grandson, but she only tripped and fell. This time, it was not that she had scolded the villagers for sitting on the ground and acting violently.

Daquanzi ignored others and ran out of the village.

Young people, the blood is always hot.

His mind was still flashing back to the previous scene where the anti-Japanese soldier (Shang Zhen) wearing Japanese clothes was holding a box cannon on his shoulder and shooting at the Japanese army.

oops! Why is his marksmanship so accurate?

Daquanzi has been stubborn and has a strong personality since he was a child. His father always told him that it is not easy for ordinary people to survive in these troubled times. You must not cause trouble outside.

But on the surface Daquanzi hummed and agreed to his father, but in his heart he had his own ideas.

You know it’s a troubled time, but can you avoid it if you want to? Even if the mice come out to steal food in the middle of the night, they are often eaten by cats!

Let's not say who is right or wrong when dealing with this kind of thing. As the saying goes, "character determines destiny"!

Da Quanzi's father is the person in charge of the village. Now that he sees the disaster coming, he naturally organizes the whole village, old and young, to run to the back mountain, so he has no time to take care of Da Quanzi.

You know, the whole of Shandong is all about family. It's not called family tree, it's called genealogy. It's also true that an old man in his forties or fifties kowtows to a boy in his teens.

There is no way, who calls that little guy senior? This is what Shandong people say!

The hundred or so households in their village all have the same ancestor, which is a big family. Daquanzi's father not only has to take care of old men and women, but also has to take care of several generations of grandparents who are not familiar with the world, but he has no time to do so. No matter what?

So now to Da Quanzi, his father sees it as a disaster, but in Da Quanzi's view, now it is an opportunity. In other words, even if he doesn't want to change anything, he always secretly witnesses the murders that happen in front of his house. of.

Born and raised here, Daquanzi is certainly familiar with the terrain here. He has his own way of watching the "liveliness" without getting himself covered in blood.

After leaving the village, Quanzi looked ahead and saw that there was no khaki figure of the Japanese soldier, so he ran to the west and passed through a forest and found a saline-alkali land.

He ran across the salt-alkali land like a fly and got into the willow bushes on the edge of the salt-alkali land.

There are naturally clumps of willow bushes, but many of them are very dense. Da Quanzi walked through these willow bushes familiarly, and at this time, he could hear the sound of water.

Panting, Daquanzi ran along with the sound of water, twists and turns, this process took him half an hour.

And in the process, he heard gunshots again!

He couldn't figure out what kind of gunshots they were fired from, but the gunshots were very dense, and one type of gunshot in particular, which sounded like "ta da da da" and "ta da da da", impressed him deeply. He remembered Lao Liu, who had been a soldier in the village. Said the gunfire was from a machine gun.

The sound of the gunshot naturally made Da Quanzi's heart itch even more.

After another breathless run, when Da Quanzi poked his head out from under the willow bushes again, he saw a mountain on the other side of the river.

The mountain is divided into two sections. The lower section is like a pot stand and is the "base". There is a "point" on the base. The whole mountain looks like a tower. Therefore, the local literati named the mountain "Pagoda Gu", but Daquanzi called the pagoda "Guotai Gu".

No matter what the name is? But Daquanzi knew that if the anti-Japanese warrior armed with a short gun wanted to survive for a moment longer, he could only hide on the top of the pagoda to avoid being besieged.

After Baotagu finished talking about the river, he kept running with the sound of water. As a local, of course he knew that there was a river here, and it happened to pass by the foot of the mountain on this side of Baotagu.

There happened to be a heavy rain in the upper reaches the day before yesterday. The river is now wide. It is always forty or fifty meters wide. The current is quite fast in this section of the river. When the river hits the rocks on the bank, the fallen trees will make " The sound of water rushing.

It is precisely because of this river that Daquanzi is not afraid of Japanese devils swimming from the other side of the river! He could have hidden at the other end of the river and watched how the anti-Japanese soldier fought against the Japanese!

Of course, if the Japs attacked from the other side of the mountain to the top of the mountain, he would not be able to watch.

After all, the village was some distance away from here, and Da Quanzi didn't know how the battle ahead would go, so he just thought, come here alone, the gunshots haven't stopped along the way.

The gunfire didn't stop, and he believed that the anti-Japanese soldier must have taken advantage of him with his marksmanship.

And the anti-Japanese soldier really listened to the advice and climbed up to the pagoda.

The reason is simple. He saw that Shang Zhen was such an anti-Japanese warrior. If Shang Zhen was hit by the Japs, the battle would be over. As long as the gun was still ringing, it would at least prove that Shang Zhen was not dead.

These were the gunshots that Da Quanzi heard on his way here. When he actually arrived and stuck his head out to look at the other side, the gunfire had stopped.

At first, Daquanzi was not too worried, but he waited for a while, and still there was no gunshot, which made him worried.

He was looking forward with his eyes peeled, and suddenly he retracted his head, instead of sticking his head out to look like before.

Because this time he saw Japanese soldiers appearing at the foot of the mountain on both sides of the Pagoda Hill!

This river flows at the foot of the Pagoda Hill, so how far is he from those Japanese soldiers? He must be careful.

Daquanzi looked forward through the gaps between the willow branches and leaves, and saw that the Japanese soldiers on both sides began to climb up the Pagoda Hill.

The "base" mountain wall under the Pagoda Hill was not steep, and the Japanese soldiers could even walk up with guns.

But this time, what disappointed Daquanzi was that there was no gunshot on the top of the mountain.

Could that person be dead or injured? Daquanzi was worried about Shang Zhen while peeking at him, feeling nervous.

But now, even though he couldn't see the result and didn't know whether Shang Zhen was dead or alive, he was unwilling to run back now.

Soon, some Japanese soldiers climbed to the top of the pagoda, and it was very difficult for them to climb to the top of the pagoda. Not to mention holding a gun, even if you wanted to climb up with a gun, it was also very difficult.

As for the tip of the pagoda, Daquanzi, who was a naughty boy since childhood, of course climbed up. It was about ten feet square.

The stones on the top were very messy. If you ask Daquanzi to describe how messy the stones were, he can't say anything.

According to his words, the stones were tall and short, big and small, anyway, there were all kinds of them.

Oh! At this time, the man on top, let alone shooting, just throwing a stone down would hit the Japanese devils below! Daquanzi suddenly realized.

But there was no movement! Didn't that person die on it?

Daquanzi saw several Japanese soldiers climbing up the "top of the tower". He believed that there must be more Japanese soldiers climbing up in places he couldn't see.

This is because he doesn't have a gun. What if he has the shooting skills of that person? Forget it! Even if he doesn't have such a gun and shooting skills, even if he shouts at this position, maybe some Japanese devils will be scared and fall down from the mountainside!

Why is there no movement? Is that person really dead? Daquanzi became more and more anxious.