The War of Resistance

The afternoon sun shone obliquely, casting the shadows of the bowl-sized pine trees on the roadside obliquely onto the forest path.

On this road, Leng Xiaozhi and Sun Baoer were walking in front, and the four recruits, three big and one small, followed behind, but they were not in a very good mood.

To be precise, they could only be regarded as militiamen. Although they were all doing the work of a banker and were not the kind of people who lived a life of luxury, they were also tired.

Just imagine, it was more than 30 miles from their village to Wujiapo, and now they had walked a few miles from Wujiapo.

After all, the four militiamen were not professional soldiers. They got up early in the morning and walked until now. It was impossible to say that they were not tired or hungry.

And Leng Xiaozhi did not tell them that he was actually looking for someone. These people never thought that Leng Xiaozhi told them to come out to practice shooting, but it turned into a long journey. If their spirits were high, it would be strange!

But the four men were tired, but they couldn't say anything, because Leng Xiaozhi and Sun Baoer had been leading them all the time!

The four militiamen, whether old or young, felt that if they couldn't even walk faster than the two women in front of them, wouldn't they be a bit embarrassed?

The men's self-esteem made them unable to ask the two women to stop the march without knowing where to go

"How many miles is it to the village you mentioned?" Leng Xiaozhi asked Ma Futang.

"There are still four miles!" Ma Futang replied, and then hesitantly said, "We can only stay there tonight."

Hearing what Ma Futang said, Ma Han behind him couldn't help but sigh.

He sighed, of course, for a reason.

His wife had not been married for long, and they were in love, but now he was asked to sleep outside, which was not as good as staying at home, right?

Leng Xiaozhi naturally knew the mood of these four people. After walking for a while, she stopped and glanced at the four militiamen behind her, and finally her eyes fell on Xiao Fanlier.

"Is Fanlier tired?" she asked with concern

"Tired!" Fanlier was very honest.

"Then I will let you know what it means to be tired or not?" Leng Xiaozhi smiled.

What is this? What does it mean to be not tired? Several militiamen were confused by Leng Xiaozhi.

"Baoer, show them a shot." Leng Xiaozhi said.

"Huh?" When Leng Xiaozhi said shooting, the four militiamen had forgotten about being tired.

Yes, didn't they say they were going to learn to shoot?

"I'll shoot two shots for you." Sun Baoer smiled when Leng Xiaozhi asked her to shoot, "The first shot is the pine tree in front, and the second shot is the pine tree farther away." She pointed out casually while speaking.

The first pine tree was more than 50 meters away from them, and the second pine tree was more than 100 meters away from them.

These militiamen watched Sun Baoer pull the box gun out of the wooden box.

But just when they thought Sun Baoer would install the box gun on the wooden box, the gun in Sun Baoer's hand was already raised.

They didn't notice that when Sun Baoer pulled the gun, the box gun rubbed against his thigh and broke the bolt head, so the gun was already fired when it was raised.

"Pop", a crisp gunshot rang out.

These militiamen saw that something fell down from the trunk of the first tree that Sun Baoer pointed to, which was about the same height as a person. It was the slag of the bullet hitting the trunk and breaking off the bark.

And then, Sun Baoer didn't mean to install the butt at all. She raised the box gun she was holding to her right shoulder, and the situation was like holding a stone in her hand and throwing it out.

Then the four militiamen saw Sun Baoer push the box gun behind her back forward, and when she swung her arm straight, the gunshot rang again.

For a moment, several militiamen looked at each other in surprise. They really didn't expect that Sun Baoer would shoot so quickly!

On the way here, Leng Xiaozhi had already told them the essentials of shooting, especially emphasizing that when they use box guns to shoot targets about 100 meters away, they must install a wooden box and put the wooden box against their shoulders to shoot stably.

But who could have thought that Sun Baoer would shoot so casually?

Needless to say, the first shot must have hit the pine tree, and when they passed the first pine tree, they stopped to watch, and it was indeed the case.

And when they walked to the second tree, three big heads and one small head all looked for bullet holes on the trunk.

Because of the haste to find the target, Fanli'er's head bumped into Ma Han's, but this did not stop them from exclaiming in unison, because Sun Bao's second shot hit again, and the bullet hole shot into the tree trunk was right there!

For a moment, the way they looked at Sun Bao'er was completely different from before. They really didn't expect that Sun Bao'er's shooting skills would be so accurate.

Moreover, Sun Bao'er's shooting skills were completely different from Leng Xiaozhi's. Leng Xiaozhi even put a wooden box against his shoulder and shot with both hands, but Sun Bao'er just swung it, looking so comfortable!

It felt like joking with someone, "I shot you!", and she just casually swung her hand from the back to the front, "Pop", and the target a hundred meters away fell down!

Although the four militiamen had no experience, they knew that Sun Bao'er's shooting skills were definitely worthy of being a sharpshooter!

"Sister Baoer, teach me!" Fanli'er's face was full of envy.

"Don't be afraid of death, my shooting skills are all acquired through killing people!" Sun Baoer looked complacent, but her words also frightened the militiamen. How many people did she have to kill to practice such shooting skills?

They didn't know that shooting also requires talent, and Sun Baoer is the one with talent!

Sun Baoer's shooting skills are as amazing as he is. Sure enough, the following march became less boring. Sun Baoer told them how to shoot along the way, and told them stories about fighting the devils.

For a while, the four militiamen were refreshed and really forgot the fatigue of running.

When the sun set, they entered a village. There was a mountain not far away. The lower half of the mountain seemed to be a base with a peak on it. It was Pagoda Gou, and this village was naturally Pagoda Gou Village.

Ma Futang and his people were locals, so it was easy for them to ask the people in Baotagou Village for information. At this time, Leng Xiaozhi's face became serious.

Because according to Xu Lang, Shang Zhen died here!

Soon, Leng Xiaozhi got another piece of news in the village, that is, a young man from Baotagou Village, Daquanzi, also disappeared in the battle.

The people of Baotagou Village would naturally go out to look for him.

But they searched both sides of the river, and found neither Daquanzi nor any Chinese soldiers!

In other words, Daquanzi, like Shang Zhen, disappeared, and no one saw him alive or dead. As for whether the two were together, no one knew!

And according to the people in Baotagou Village, some soldiers also came to look for their battalion commander.

Leng Xiaozhi asked what the leader of the soldiers looked like, and the people in Baotagou Village said that the leader really didn't have a northeastern accent, but a Shandong accent.

When Leng Xiaozhi asked about the man's appearance, he immediately thought of Shang Zhen's messenger Shen Mugen.

As for the results of the search by the soldiers, they naturally found nothing.

Leng Xiaozhi's face became even worse, and his originally enthusiastic heart became a little cold.

The locals didn't find him, and Shang Zhen's men didn't find him either. So, can these people find Shang Zhen? So where is Shang Zhen?