The War of Resistance

The Japanese army was still firing flares towards the hill, and the flares really started hitting the other one as soon as it fell.

So the hill is really as bright as day.

Let's call the place where the flares were fired the base camp of the Japanese army.

At the Japanese base camp, they didn't know the battle situation on the other side of the hill, and they only knew that there were their people on the other side, and the gunshots were always ringing, so how could they not shoot their own people to illuminate it?

But is this really the case?

Under the illumination of the flare, Chutian, Meng Laowai, and Er Dan were laying on the ground and shooting into the distance, especially that Chutian grinned after firing a shot.

This is because he really has never fired a rifle.

When this man who has never fired a rifle suddenly shoots a rifle, the recoil of the butt of the gun will hurt his shoulder when the gun is fired.

Chu Tian didn't know at first that the butt of the gun needs to be tightened with the socket of his shoulder.

He also knows that there is recoil when shooting a rifle. In his subconscious mind, he feels that if he doesn't press his shoulders too tightly, isn't there a kind of buffer? Wouldn't that save my shoulders from hurting?

How would he know? He wanted to screw his whole body!

It wasn't until he fired two shots that he was hurt by the recoil of the gun butt and cried out. After Meng Laowai asked, he used the correct posture.

But it was too late, the two previous shots had already swollen Chu Tian's shoulder.

But even so, the three of them fought with great vigor, but did they really have any goals? No! Now they are using the sound of gunfire to catch the flares of the Japanese army!

But under the hill, Shang Zhen and his group have all arrived. At this time, they are searching for bullets and grenades from the Japanese army!

Even now, Shang Zhen didn't ask himself why these people came up.

There is no need to ask.

It must be that Erhanzi and Qiu Bo ran back. Wang Laomao and the others saw that only two of them had returned, and Shang Zhen came for reinforcements before he came back.

But actually? But that's not the case at all.

Not long after the three of Shang Zhen and the others left, Qian Chuaner and Qin Chuan raised the question, how can we let the three of them go to beat the devil?

This reason is so sufficient, Old Mao Wang thought about it and brought them all out!

And when Shang Zhen was fighting with the Japanese army on the hill, Hou Wangshan took advantage of the gap when the flares went out and touched the bottom of the mountain.

That's why he was able to find the body of a Japanese soldier, change himself into Japanese soldier clothes, and shoot the Japanese soldier at the closest distance.

At this moment, Shang Zhen and the others were all overjoyed. This was a big victory that their group had never won. When they were cleaning the battlefield, they counted roughly, and more than fifty Japanese soldiers were killed!

And all this depends not only on Shang Zhen's night attack, but also on the air bombs they dropped when the Japanese army got together!

"Don't shoot anymore, retreat!" Old Mao Wang shouted.

So, the three people who fired the shots ran back, and Shang Zhen and the others also ran back with bullet boxes and the clinking grenades on their shoulders.

"Boom" The Japanese army in the distance fired another flare.

When the flare illuminated the vicinity of the hill again, there was no more gunfire, and there were only Japanese soldiers lying dead on the ground in various postures, and Chinese soldiers were just where the flare could barely reach. Their distant figures.

After tossing, it is naturally already the middle of the night.

The Japanese army was obviously also afraid of the night battle. There was no more gunfire from the hill, and the Japanese flares stopped hitting this side.

Soon, after just over two hours, it was dawn, and at this time Shang Zhen and the others were already hiding in a bush.

They hadn't slept all night, and it was impossible to say that they were not tired or sleepy.

But as the saying goes, no matter how great the achievements have been, it is a thing of the past, and now they need to go back.

Now Shang Zhen is observing the mountain pass with his binoculars up.

Of course, Shang Zhen would not lead people to rush there rashly, who knows if there are Japanese troops there.

Rocks, woods, and bushes flashed through the binoculars. What he was thinking now was, if there were still Japanese troops at the mountain pass, where would those Japanese troops hide.

Don't look at the lively fight they fought at the hill last night, but who can guarantee that the Japanese army at the mountain pass will definitely come to reinforce it?

After analysis, Shang Zhen and Wang Laomao believed that since the Japanese army could not defeat the main and flank positions, the possibility of attacking from here cannot be ruled out.

Because the mountain pass is very important to the Japanese army, it is reasonable for them to put people on guard.

Of course there were not too many Japanese troops guarding the mountain pass, but even if there were not many, Shang Zhen felt that there should be more Japanese troops than their group.

And if my group fought the Japanese army face to face, they would definitely not be able to take advantage of it.

Don't look at Shang Zhen's lack of culture, but he himself has now concluded that fighting the devils requires cleverness, such as night attacks, such as looking for opportunities when the Japanese army moves.

For this reason, he even used an analogy when explaining this truth to people like himself.

He said, you have all seen countrymen go to pick up grain in autumn, right?

Everyone said that of course they had seen it.

The so-called picking up grain means that when corn, soybeans, and wheat are harvested in autumn, some common people go out to pick up grain, pick up some ears of wheat in this area, and pick up some beans in that area. If the rich people are not paying attention, they will go secretly If you pick a handful from someone's field, you can pick up a lot of them in a day.

Shang Zhen said, we are the ones who pick up food, we are small, and we can eat a little, but we can't go to other people's houses to grab it! That is to be beaten!

Shang Zhen's metaphor is so vivid that most people understand it, but only Chu Tian thinks this style of play is too petty.

Just because Chutian's family is from the city, and he is also from Shenyang, in other words, he is an urban soldier. Everyone guesses that his family background should be very good.

However, when it comes to how to fight, it is not Chu Tian's turn to speak.

What he said at the beginning of going to the forefront has become his "stain". Even if the youngest little dustpan tells him, he has to listen.

"I don't know how many little devils our boss killed last night. Look at the blood on his body." Qian Chuan'er, who was lying not far away in the morning light, whispered.

"He got out from under the corpse of the little devil." Hou Wangshan, who was lying on the bed with Qian Chuaner, said.

Last night, Hou Wangshan got under the nose of the Japanese army, happened to meet the dead body of a Japanese army, and then disguised himself as a Japanese army.

When the flare was fired, he was the closest person to Shang Zhen, so he knew the situation at that time.

Everyone was busy last night, so naturally no one cared to see Shang Zhen's appearance.

But now that it was dawn, the blood stains on Shang Zhen's body were one by one, making it very glaring.

"I'll find a woman for him later, and let him wash it up." Qian Chuaner said again.

This time Hou Wangshan didn't answer.

And when Hou Wangshan didn't speak, Qian Chuan'er realized that he seemed to have said something wrong.

You can't mention a woman in front of this dead monkey, this guy will be sad!

Both of them stopped talking, but at this moment, Shang Zhen suddenly said: "Everyone pay attention, if you see the woods ahead, aim your guns there! The platoon leader and the old horse are in trouble. Already!"

Lao Zhe's novel is not written in a cool way, nor is it written in a small way. I strive to write a thick history of the War of Resistance. The protagonist has fought in the Anti-Japanese War for 14 years and killed too many devils. I hope you don't mind. Let's do the math, even if the protagonist killed 10 devils a year during the 14-year Anti-Japanese War, there would be 140 devils in 14 years. But in the actual War of Resistance, at least when I checked historical materials, I have never seen any anti-Japanese fighter who was able to kill 140 Japanese devils and escape unscathed. This may be Lao Zhe's last Anti-Japanese War novel. I strive to write in an ideal state, and I would like to thank all book friends for their support one after another. I won’t say much about who voted for it. Writing better novels is the reward for everyone. Thanks again for your support!