The War of Resistance

It was a cold dawn, the sun had not yet risen.

In a depression, a soldier woke up, looked at the gray sky, and couldn't help but let out a sigh.

But he only sighed halfway, then suddenly stretched out his hand to cover his mouth and looked around.

Is he on the battlefield? No, he is Qian Chuaner.

The reason why Qian Chuan'er covered her mouth was because Shang Zhen said that the more difficult it is, the more you should not show lack of energy, otherwise it will make others lose confidence.

In fact, what Shang Zhen said was not very accurate. According to the correct statement, it should be that the more difficult a person is, the less depressed he should be, so as not to infect others.

However, it is destined that Shang Zhen will not be able to say such words, because he does not have such a deep culture, he does not know the word decadent, what he expresses is only understandable but cannot be expressed in words, fortunately everyone understands it.

Qian Chuan'er, who stopped her sighing in time, looked around and saw that they, including Li Chenghong, Lu Di, and other stragglers, were lying on the ground to rest, and there was nothing unusual, so she was relieved.

This is already the dawn of the third day when Shang Zhen and the others were chased by the Japanese army.

They didn't know which gods in the Japanese army they had provoked this time, and that group of Japanese army pursued and killed them relentlessly.

Fortunately, Shang Zhen and the others were used to running away. They tried their best to move around and ran away for two days without fighting the Japanese army.

And just yesterday when it was getting dark, they hid in this depression, and everyone died down without making a sound. In the end, the Japanese army did not appear again at that time.

It stands to reason that such a passive escape is definitely not Shang Zhen's style, but this time Shang Zhen really has no choice.

First, the number of Japanese troops was large.

Second, the Japanese army's marksmanship is good, and Shang Zhen never wants to use rifles to shoot at the Japanese army.

The third and most critical point is that this area is low-lying and there is no suitable terrain for ambush the Japanese army.

Fortunately, when Shang Zhen and the others left the village, they got enough rations from the villagers, and they haven't been hungry for the past two days.

"His grandma has such a leg, when did she suffer from this kind of anger?" Qian Chuan'er cursed again in a very low voice.

And at this time, he remembered the sentence he scolded, his grandma learned her legs from Old Mao Wang.

As soon as he thought of Old Mao Wang, Qian Chuan'er looked for Old Mao Wang with his eyes, but at this time he found that Old Mao Wang was not by his side.

I remember that I was with his old Uncle Wang last night, why didn't it happen this morning? Is he on duty?

Qian Chuan'er was puzzled, so he continued to search with his eyes. There were only about thirty people in total. Isn't it easy to find one person?

At this time, he found that Wang Lao was not far from him, and he was also lying on the ground at this time.

Oh, what's the matter with this old Uncle Wang, did he sleepwalk? Why are you moving around in the middle of the night?

Qian Chuan'er was thinking about it, but at this moment, he found that there was a person lying down just a few meters away from Wang Laomao.

It was only dawn, and the soldiers who had been running desperately for two days were all exhausted, and naturally they were all sleeping.

This man, they all sleep lying down, only horses sleep standing up, so why is it so strange that there is a man lying next to Old Mao Wang?

However, that person was not wearing a military uniform but a uniform that was filthy but still had a black color. That person turned out to be that policewoman Ju Hongxia!

This was nothing at all, but at this moment Qian Chuan'er was surprised to find that there was an oilcloth under Ju Hongxia's waist.

Um? Qian Chuan'er couldn't help but feel a twitch in his heart.

Where did Ju Hongxia get the oilcloth? Qian Chuan'er knew that Old Mao Wang had a piece of oilcloth, but the piece of oilcloth was not that big, only about one meter square.

Because of this piece of oilcloth money string, I asked Old Mao Wang specifically.

Wang Laomao said that he is old and his waist and legs are a little rheumatic. This oilcloth can be spread on the ground to prevent moisture when camping.

But why did the oilcloth get under the body of the policewoman Ju Hongxia?

Qian Chuan'er is not a child anymore, thinking back then he and Li Yajuan "Gulu" went together, so of course he knows that women are more afraid of the cold than men.

All kinds of details, all kinds of characteristics, and all kinds of clues were connected together, and Qian Chuaner temporarily forgot the hungry and running around in his stomach, and he seemed to understand something.

"The age difference seems a bit big, right? The legendary love between father and daughter? Or is it an old cow eating young grass?" Qian Chuan'er muttered in a low voice, like a person talking in sleep.

But then he smiled dumbly, thinking to himself that this is nothing, if a rich man marries a concubine, then there will be a pear tree crushing begonias!

So Lao Wang said that if he really had some idea, he would never say anything about it.

Not only will he not say anything, but he must help Old Mao Wang with this favor!

Qian Chuan'er was indebted to Mr. Wang, or in other words, he owed Mr. Wang a great favor.

At the beginning, both Li Yajuan and Leng Xiaozhi showed good feelings for Shang Zhen, and in the end, in order to avoid the emergence of that embarrassing triangle relationship, Wang Laomao took the initiative to "attack" Li Yajuan with Qian Chuan'er.

As a result, the cunning Qian Chuan'er successfully "taken down" Li Yajuan with a section of "Journey to the West" in which Zhu Bajie and the spider spirit bathe together in Pansidong!

Huh, this is a bit interesting.

Qian Chuan'er's mind became alive as she woke up.

At this time, he noticed the little dustpan sleeping not far away.

With a "puchi", Qian Chuan'er suddenly laughed.

Because he thought of the fact that the little dustpan always called Wang Laomao Laozhangren.

The little dustpan refused to call Old Mao Wang godfather, but instead wanted to harm Old Mao Wang's daughter who didn't exist at all.

Then if Wang Laomao and this female policeman really create a villain, and he is still without a handle, wouldn't the little dustpan also eat tender grass when he grows old?

Of course, Qian Chuan'er would not tell anyone this kind of thing, but it didn't stop him from thinking wildly.

Fighting devils is very bitter and will sacrifice many people.

But no matter how hard it is, you can’t always have a sad face, and you also need to have fun in the bitterness. Think about it, what’s wrong?

Qian Chuan'er thought about it and smiled, but at this moment, he suddenly heard a "boom" from a distance.

This "boom" is much louder than the "boom" of the Japanese army's mortars or grenade launchers!

And just before the "tom" stopped completely, Qian Chuan'er heard a sharp whistling sound coming from his head.

The sound was no longer the "hissing" sound made by the small gun with the thickness of an arm, but the elongated "owing" sound.

The body is the most honest, as a veteran's money stringer, he didn't even turn his mind, but he instinctively turned over and buried his head, and then he heard a voice not far from them There was a loud "boom" in the place.

Then the cannonball fired by the cannon fell not far from them and exploded!

At this moment, all of Qian Chuan'er's fanciful fantasies about Wang Laomao, the policewoman, and the little dustpan have disappeared.

Qian Chuan'er was dumbfounded.

Are the little devils who chased and killed people like themselves so powerful? In order to kill people like himself, did he drag an infantry artillery over?