The War of Resistance

When Mr. Wang rushed down from the corner tower, he saw the corpses of Japanese soldiers lying scattered on the street, and the shouts of killing were heard in an alley.

Mr. Wang took the box cannon and went into the alley, but at this time, someone was already ahead of him like a gust of wind, that was Shang Zhen.

When Wang Lao Mao looked again, he saw that more than a dozen soldiers of his own had also rushed over. The soldiers who had just finished building bamboo rafts heard the sound of gunfire and rushed over to join the battle.

It's just that the battle started suddenly and quickly, and the place where the bamboo rafts were set up was some distance away from the town, so Shang Zhen and the others only caught up to the end.

The alley was so long and narrow that it was impossible to deploy troops. At this time, a few more soldiers rushed in ahead of Wang Lao Mao. Wang Lao Mao frowned and stopped going in. Not only did he not go in, he even He also dragged Yu Zuolong along.

"What?" Yu Zuolong expressed confusion.

"The place inside is small, so it's useless if too many people come in." Wang Laomao said.

When Yu Zuolong said "Oh", Mr. Wang didn't forget to scold him, "You are already a veteran, why don't you grow a head?"

Yu Zuolong could not refute what Wang Lao Mao said, because what Wang Lao Mao said was reasonable, so he could only stand on tiptoes at the entrance of the alley and look inside.

But at this moment, a shout came from inside, it was Shang Zhen's voice: "Get down!"

Wang Laomao and Yu Zuolong lay down on the ground unconsciously.

God knows what's going on inside.

After blocking a few Japanese soldiers, would the Japanese army also use a self-destruct bomb like the Chinese soldiers when they were in a desperate situation? Wang Laomao believed that only Japanese devils with so-called bushido spirit could do such a thing.

However, to Mr. Wang's surprise, when he and Yu Zuolong lay down, the explosion of the grenade did not sound, but the sound of "he, he, he" from the flower machine was heard.

When Mr. Wang and Yu Zuolong got up from the ground and hid at the entrance of the alley, the soldiers inside gradually withdrew.

"What's going on?" Mr. Wang grabbed Chu Tian who came out and asked.

"There were two Japanese soldiers inside, who were shot and killed by our people. The other circumstances are unclear." Chu Tian came back. It turned out that the alley was too narrow. Chu Tian rushed over slowly, and he did not squeeze to the front.

Old Mao Wang could only wait at the entrance of the alley. He saw another person coming out with the newly seized 38-type rifle cartridge box, and the last ones to come out were a gourd, Shang Zhen, and a small dustpan.

"What's going on?" Mr. Wang asked again.

Hulu's face looked very bad, his face turned red and he didn't answer his question, and Shang Zhen didn't say a word either.

"What's this, you can't do anything with three sticks?" Mr. Wang was not happy.

"There were two Japs in total. Calabash wanted to fight with the Japs with bayonets. The leader shouted and Calabash fell down. I beat the two Japs to death with a flower trap." Little Dustpan replied.

"Fuck, aren't our people okay? If our people are okay, then we have won the battle. Why do you look like a dead father?" Wang Lao Mao said angrily.

"No, it's not." Hulu said, "The Japanese thought a child was in the way and killed him with a bayonet. I couldn't save him."

It turns out that Meng Hulu didn't speak at all. When he spoke like this, Mr. Wang was also speechless.

"Why are there children in there?" Old Man Wang asked after a while.

"Who knows, I probably bumped into a Japanese kid while playing in front of my house." Xiao Dustpan replied.

At this moment, a woman's loud cries suddenly came from deep in the alley.

"Why are you fighting them with bayonets? Can you fight with them? You don't even know how you died!" At this time, the little dustpan suddenly said.

There is no doubt that the little dustpan is trying to teach the gourd.

The gourd's face turned redder because he failed to save the child, and the dull gourd turned into a red gourd again.

"Okay, Gourd is a new recruit. It is right to be brave in fighting, but you have to use your brain." At this time, Shang Zhen said.

Shang Zhen was also in a bad mood, just because he had just seen the child who was stabbed to death with a bayonet by the Japanese army.

"The battle is over. There must be some ghosts who have fled back. Quickly mobilize the people in the town to hide if they can. The little ghosts will not give up." Shang Zhen said.

Originally, the bamboo rafts had been built, and Shang Zhen planned for them to cross the river, but who had thought that the Hengshengzhijie Army had come, and now they couldn't even leave if they wanted to. There was no way they could watch the Japanese army massacre this town again. Already?

But, are the people in this town just going to hide if Shang Zhen wants to persuade them to hide?

The sound of soldiers driving the people away from the town could be heard everywhere in the town. Although some timid people walked out, there were always those who did not know the brutality of the Japanese army and did not know how to live or die and refused to leave.

How can these soldiers under Shang Zhen have such good tempers? Besides, there are differences in personalities between the Northeasterners and the Southerners.

Southerners think that northerners are rude and uncultured, northerners think that southerners are chatty and careless, and now it's northern soldiers facing the common people of the south. They all say that scholars can't explain why they encounter soldiers. This northerner When the soldiers meet the common people in the south, they are equally unreasonable!

Soon, the soldiers became impatient because the people refused to leave. From the perspective of northerners, when northerners were anxious, southerners shivered. From the perspective of southerners, when northerners were anxious, they thought they were so rude. I may not have the same experience as you, but I am still afraid in my heart.

So most of the people were driven out of the town with guns by the soldiers, but there were still some older people who refused to leave after all.

And the terrible thing was that they couldn't understand what the Northeast soldiers were saying!

Come to think of it, those older people have never left this town in their lives. Why do they have to understand your Northeastern dialect?

"Uncle Wang, what are you doing? How many of the older ones refuse to leave?" Chen Hanwen, who was running over, panting, reported.

"You come to me for everything, go to Mr. Shang!" Mr. Wang said angrily.

He had just bluffed and scared away a house, and now Chen Hanwen came to him again and said how could he not be in a hurry about this shit.

"Shang Zhen is on guard outside the town." Chen Hanwen replied.

"What the hell, how long will it take to keep you here?" Wang Laomao asked angrily.

"Don't worry, think about whether there are any other tricks." Ju Hongxia, who was standing with Mr. Wang at this time, said.

Mr. Wang, who was originally planning to curse loudly, finally suppressed his anger when he saw his little wife speaking.

Otherwise, the methods are all thought up by people. As Old Mao Wang kept grinding in circles, he really came up with a trick: "Isn't a child beaten to death? Carry that dead child from house to house. Turn around and say it was the Japanese who killed him, and once you scare him, he’ll freak out!”

"Ah?" As soon as Mr. Wang came out with this move, not only Chen Hanwen and Ju Hongxia, but also several soldiers nearby were stunned when they heard it.

What kind of tricks are these? This is a bad move!

Even if you, Mr. Wang, don’t like southerners, then we are also Chinese. Their children were killed by the Japanese, and then you let people carry their dead children and parade them through the streets? Is this something our Northeastern soldiers can do?

Therefore, as soon as Mr. Wang made this move, Chen Hanwen stopped moving and had nothing to say. It was obvious that Mr. Wang's move was a bullshit!

"Are you really looking at me?" Mr. Wang cursed again, "Are you all idiots? I said you would carry the child to death, right?

Those little devils are all naughty ones. You smashed their faces into pieces and took off their clothes to pretend to be Chinese kids. Who the hell can tell that? "

"Oh, it's still Old Uncle Wang who's a ghost." Chen Hanwen boasted. He turned around and was about to go do it, but he just turned around and ran a few steps, then turned around and asked, "That won't work either, what the little devil is wearing is not Pants."

"What the hell!" Mr. Wang was really anxious this time, "Do you still need me to teach you? Take off your pants and put them on for him!"