The War of Resistance

"It's over, it's over, I've lost my luck this time!" Old Mao Wang yelled, covering his ears with his hands.

The people next to him looked at him like that and wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. It was painful to hold back.

There was blood dripping from Wang Laomao's fingers, he was really injured.

"Your conscience is eaten by dogs! I don't know how to find a piece of cloth for me!" Old Mao Wang continued to scold because he couldn't see that others wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh.

At this time, the little dustpan tore off a piece of cloth from the trouser legs that had been "playing around" with a "chi la" and handed it up.

"I have to say he's my godson!" Old Mao Wang praised.

"Hey." Little Dustpan laughed, but he was not willing to call Old Mao Wang a godfather, and then he said, "Father-in-law, you old man, take care of yourself, I still hope to marry your daughter!"

"Get out!" Old Mao Wang didn't think the piece of cloth handed over by the little dustpan was dirty, so he used the cloth strip to pinch his ears to stop the bleeding.

Wang Laomao was indeed injured. When he and Ma Tianfang ran back, the Japanese army also fired shots. At that time, because he was too focused on running for his life, he didn't notice that he was shot.

And when he entered the bushes, others found that his ear was bleeding, and only then did he see that the earlobe of his left ear was missing!

There is no doubt that he was hit by bullets from the Japanese army. Fortunately, others also broke out in a cold sweat because of him.

Chinese people have always said that the ears are blessed, and now the Japanese army has beaten Old Mao's earlobe, so he said that the blessing has been beaten.

"If you survive a catastrophe, my father-in-law will have future blessings. I wish my father-in-law and my mother-in-law have many daughters, so that I can marry a wife!" The little dustpan was left a little bit by the old man Wang's scolding, but his mouth remained the same. Is not idle.

The way others looked at the little dustpan was both amused and worried for him.

At this time, Old Mao Wang began to draw and pull his waist with his right hand, and said in his mouth: "Little bastard, I will kill you! Where is my box cannon, where is my box cannon!"

At this moment, everyone couldn't help it, and finally all laughed in a low voice.

Now everyone is convinced that Old Mao Wang is really good to the little dustpan.

Now in their group, Chutian had a box cannon that was out of bullets. As for the box cannons of the others, they had already been taken away by the people in the company.

Wang Laomao knew that he didn't have a box cannon, but said to find a box cannon, it was obvious that he had let the dustpan go.

"Okay, stop making trouble, you people who don't know what to worry about." Shang Zhen finally spoke.

After Shang Zhen said this, everyone fell silent, and even withdrew the smile on their faces.

"Ah, why is Shang boy so eloquent today?" Old Mao Wang asked curiously.

But no one answered his words, who would say in front of Hu Zhuzi that Shang Zhen almost killed Hu Zhuzi when he was about to save you earlier when he committed a crime against a tiger!

The so-called "no jokes in the army", at that time, if Hu Zhuzi committed another crime against Hu Shangzhen, if he was really killed, no one would say anything, this is the army!

"Okay, let's think about recruiting and see how we go back." Shang Zhen, who had returned to normal, said.

Old Mao Wang was injured a little bit, but his injury was nothing serious at all. This was a war, and if the bullet didn't cut his head, he could be regarded as a virtuous ancestor.

Now how to go back is an imminent matter, Shang Zhen has no time to make trouble with everyone.

As a result, no one spoke anymore. I don't know if they were thinking of a way to go back, but no one really spoke.

After a moment of silence, Qian Chuaner finally spoke.

The first one to speak was the second one, so everyone started to talk about it, and only Hu Zhuzi kept his mouth shut.

But he didn't say a word, and naturally no one would take care of his tiger's car for fun!

So what if everyone discussed for a while? After all, it still needs Shang Zhen to make the final decision.

They have now hid on a hill more than a mile away from that mountain pass.

They wanted to go back through that mountain pass, but there was an open area near the mountain pass. There were not many Japanese soldiers there, and there were ten or eight of them, so they couldn't get close to it.

Now they have only two choices, one is to take advantage of the darkness to go there, and the other is to take a detour and go back from another place.

It's just that they are almost at the bottom of the big mountain now, but the mountain here is steep and continuous, if they make a detour back, maybe when will they go around!

Then again, it would be nice if you could go back, but it must be hard to find the path. If it was so easy to go around, why would the Japanese army go to all the passes along the Great Wall? Don’t the Japanese army know the detours?

"That's it." Shang Zhen spoke.

But just when he was about to talk about his solution, they heard a "buzzing" sound from the distant sky, and the Japanese plane appeared again.

"No way, we just killed dozens of little devils. Little devils don't need to bomb us with planes!" Chen Hanwen said.

"Pretend to be passionate." Chu Tian answered.

When Chu Tian spoke, Chen Hanwen didn't continue.

Ever since Chutian came, Chen Hanwen and Chutian had been together. They were a half-time scholar and a scholar, and the two chatted a lot, so they naturally became closer in relationship.

So Chen Hanwen didn't care if Chu Tian said something else.

But at this time, Shang Zhen glanced at the surrounding terrain, took off the binoculars hanging from his waist, and ran towards a nearby high point.

"What's the matter, if the little devil's plane is here to blow us up, what's the matter with you, Shang boy, wanting to throw that thing? Then blow up my earlobe." Old Mao Wang let go of his hand while talking.

At this time, the blood on his ear had finally stopped, but everyone saw that the earlobe of his left ear had really disappeared.

Old Mao Wang was originally a joke, but this time when he finished speaking, Little Dustpan made a face at him, but the others didn't answer at all.

He wondered in his heart, this group of people are not usually so virtuous, what happened today?

In fact, no one believed that the Japanese planes were here to bomb them.

Counting all of them together, there were only fourteen of them.

How could the planes of the Japanese army come to bomb them? As Chu Tian said, stop being sentimental!

Everyone stopped talking and looked at the Japanese plane in the sky.

This time, there were quite a few Japanese planes dispatched, and it was a group of dark ones.

When everyone looked up, they saw the Japanese planes flying to the west.

"It's broken, it's not good." At this moment, Old Mao Wang said seriously.

In the past two days, they have almost touched the terrain here, but the direction of the Japanese aircraft is the flank position of the 25th Division!

Soon, they saw that the Japanese planes flew to the top of the mountain and began to dive and drop bombs. Wasn't that the flank position that they bombed?

Hearing the sound of the explosion, the flank position was already filled with black smoke.

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven." The little dustpan stretched out his fingers and counted the rising smoke pillars. It only took a moment for him to count fourteen smoke pillars.

That is to say, the Japanese fleet actually dropped fourteen large bombs on the flank positions of the 25th Division!

They don't know how heavy the Japanese aerial bombs can hold and how much explosives they can hold, but they do know that just from the sound of the explosion, the power of the bomb is much greater than the shells of the Japanese infantry artillery!

"Don't look, let's go south first, this time the 25th Division's flank position can't be kept!" said Shang Zhen who ran down from the high point.

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