The War of Resistance

Disaster is coming, so can you avoid it?

There is heaven and earth, and of course there are countless ghosts sleeping in this graveyard. All the above can prove that Bai Zhan does not want to fight with the Japanese troops coming over.

One reason is that he is alone now, and the other reason is that he is not very familiar with using the horse box yet.

He is a thief, not a warrior. He is more familiar with tools that open doors and locks, whether it is a foreign nail or a length of wire.

Although he was no longer unfamiliar with the trigger now, he definitely didn't have the feeling of pulling the trigger that the veteran said.

Thinking that this group of Japanese soldiers had been almost wiped out by Shang Zhen and the others so far, although he had not seen anyone yet, he could conclude that even if there were Japanese soldiers who escaped, there would not be too many of them.

God has good intentions. As long as the Japanese devils who come over don't find me, then let them escape for their lives!

Bai Zhan leaned his body against the grave mound and calculated, while his hands were still holding his horse box.

The magazine in the horse box has been replaced, it is fully loaded, and the safety has been turned on.

In Bai Zhan's inner thought, as long as the Japanese army didn't see him, it would be considered as not seeing them. Of course, if the Japanese army wanted his life, then he would have no choice but to fight for his life.

Now Bai Zhan did not poke his head out from behind the grave mound to look at the Japanese troops who were probably coming from the rear flank.

Extending one's head is a shot, and shrinking one's head is also a shot. That's all bullshit.

As long as he didn't stick his head out, the Japanese army wouldn't be able to find him unless they came to the grave mound. Otherwise, he would be just an ordinary piece of grass in this graveyard. How could the Japanese army find him?

There were gunshots not far away, and there was even the sound of someone shouting. The sound should be one of our own.

But Bai Zhan immediately blocked out the "noise" and tried his best to listen to the movement behind him.

After a while, don't tell me, he actually heard the sound of footsteps and the crisp sound of people breaking dry wormwood.

But he really didn't move. He had the grenade in his pocket and he didn't intend to use it. This didn't mean that he couldn't use it.

It seemed to him that the grenades of the Japanese army were very easy to use. He didn't even need the veterans to teach him how to use them.

You know, he is a thief. In other words, a thief is a very technical type of work. For a perfectionist like him who must steal to the highest level of art, how can a hand grenade be compared? Does he steal things, open locks, and play with various mechanisms?

Bai Zhan just listened quietly.

If the footsteps were made by Qian Chuan'er and Ma Tianfang, then it would be best. If they were made by the Japanese army, then let those idiots run for their lives.

There is no wind today, and Bai Zhan holds his gun as motionless as wormwood.

He listened to the footsteps that were only three or four graves away from him as they approached the dirt road.

Now he was sure that the people coming over were definitely the Japanese army and not Qian Chuan'er and Ma Tianfang. If it was those two who were just playing around, he should have called him long ago.

Life is really boring!

He knew clearly that the people on the dirt road were Japanese troops. In fact, from his current position, he only needed to tilt his body slightly to see the enemy. However, Bai Zhan leaned on the grave mound and pretended to be inscrutable.

But at this moment, an accident happened. Bai Zhan suddenly heard a cry from behind, and it was clearly Qian Chuan'er's voice: "Bai Zhanji! Be careful!"

Kill the chicken for nothing? careful? The voice was full of eagerness and even a hint of concern.

Um? Bai Zhan was suddenly stunned when Qian Chuan'er called out. Is that Qian Chuan'er calling me? Was he telling me to be careful? Oh, you bitch, it's okay, at this moment, he didn't forget about my safety!

So at the next moment, Bai Zhan, who was holding his breath, suddenly started breathing heavily.

In the words of later generations, why did Bai Zhan, who was originally a Buddhist, suddenly feel that the blood in his body suddenly surged? The situation was like the eruption of the Qiantang spring tide volcano!

So, Bai Zhan, who had always been self-centered, suddenly stood up from behind the grave mound he was leaning on, and at this time he saw three Japanese soldiers who had just ran onto the dirt road!

How many details in life are fleeting. On the one hand, people will forget many details of life as they grow older. On the other hand, if people are nervous when details happen, they will only do it out of instinct and forget them at all. Can't stop!

But Bai Zhan is destined to be an alternative.

He always remembered the young man's little finger streaking under the blue sky and the almost transparent blood droplets under the sun when he was "kidnapped".

But now he is clearly feeling his movements.

He put the horse box on his shoulder, aimed and pulled the trigger, turned the gun slightly and pulled the trigger again. When he fired the third and third shots, all three Japanese soldiers fell on the dirt road!

"This killing is really evil!" Bai Zhan sighed again, but the gun in his hand still did not stop, but he shot another Japanese soldier who was struggling in a pool of blood!

The evil nature that Bai Zhan laments is based on his own experience. He has never practiced marksmanship seriously at all. With his current marksmanship, it is estimated that a big fat pig will be placed twenty or thirty meters away. He may not even be able to hit.

But just killing people, it’s so accurate, don’t you think this is evil?

But just when Bai Zhan was about to step forward with a gun, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

Then, just like when he stood up and burst out, he suddenly dodged and hid behind another grave mound.

When he settled on the hill, his rogue eyes began to turn. He looked at the sky at the grave mound, and then blinked and touched the direction where the three Japanese soldiers had just come.

After all, he was still a thief. He knocked down three Japanese soldiers with a horse box. Just as he couldn't be happy when he succeeded in stealing, he had to look around and don't let others see it.

And the battle was not like this, but only then did he realize how he could guarantee that only three Japanese soldiers would escape? How careless!

Veterans like Shang Zhen have said that we should pay special attention to their fighting style. The Japanese army is also well-trained and knows how to cross cover!

However, in the end, it was a false alarm. Bai Zhan looked up at the sky and looked down at the ground, blinking and touching around. When he saw that there were no dark grenades flying around, he let out a sigh of relief.

But just as he was about to sit down, he heard Qian Chuan'er shouting from not far away: "Bai Zhanji, are you okay?"

"What can happen to me?" Bai Zhan curled his lips first, and then shouted loudly: "I'm fine! I beat three of them to death!"

At this time, Bai Zhan himself didn't realize that there was a hint of arrogance in his voice.

It must be said that in this world, 99.99% of the people are mortals. Mortals want to shirk responsibility when they do something wrong, and want to be praised by others when they do something proud.

Is there any exception for Bai Zhan? He was still looking forward to the praise from veterans like Qian Chuan'er.

But what Qian Chuan'er shouted next was beyond his expectation, because what Qian Chuan'er shouted was: "Come here and help, Ma Tianfang is injured!"