The War of Resistance

It was late at night, and there was only a bunch of fire left in the courtyard that once served as the headquarters of the 337 Brigade. And the flame became half dead, and more of it was still charcoal.

The so-called charcoal fire turns red when the wind blows but has no flame.

After fighting for a day and struggling for most of the night, the Japanese soldiers were already tired and sleepy. The Japanese officers shouted, so the Japanese soldiers also looked for a place to rest.

Under the current situation, it is impossible for the Japanese troops to stay in a B\u0026B.

They have only occupied Xiao Bengbu, and there is no guarantee that the Chinese army will come back to fight with them tomorrow. In addition, the houses in the south of the town have been almost completely blown up by their artillery. They want to feel comfortable. It was impossible to get some sleep.

As a result, the Japanese officers and soldiers found a place that could protect them from the wind to rest.

Several Japanese soldiers got behind the broken wall next to the courtyard, and they could only lean on the broken wall to sleep for a while.

The Japanese soldier who walked to the far end saw in the dim light coming from the gap in the wall that a companion was already sitting there, holding a rifle in his arms and a cotton hat on his face.

The Japanese soldier who approached couldn't help but muttered. He was saying that his companion was lazy, and everyone like him had just finished working, but they had already fallen asleep.

So feeling aggrieved, he bent down and reached out to push his companion. The companion muttered something vaguely and turned to the side, not forgetting to mention the collar of his clothes that had already stood up. .

The Japanese soldier who pulled him cursed "Baga" in a low voice and could only sit down next to his companion, and the Japanese soldiers behind him also sat down one after another.

The war exhausted both the enemy and ourselves, and the Japanese soldiers soon fell asleep. Except for the Japanese soldiers' murmurs in their dreams, the town that was almost in ruins finally fell into a rare silence.

But at this time, the Japanese soldier who was sleeping on the innermost side of the broken wall quietly turned himself back. He stretched out his left hand to lift his hat and revealed that face. He was Shang Zhen.

In the dim light of the night, Shang Zhen stared at the Japanese soldiers leaning against the same broken wall as him. There were four Japanese soldiers in total.

Although Shang Zhen couldn't clearly see the expressions of the sleeping Japanese soldiers, he knew that as a human being, the sleeping expressions of the Japanese soldiers were no different from those of the Chinese. Even the age of most of the Japanese soldiers was no different. Similar to myself.

But so what, no matter how young or even slightly immature their faces can't hide the wolf's heart in their bodies!

The purpose of Shang Zhen's visit this time was to find or save people.

The primary and secondary objectives must be clearly distinguished. There is only one Gao Yuyan, and the Japanese can kill him at any time, so naturally he will not do it if he can.

Only this time, Shang Zhen hesitated.

Now two voices came out of his mind. One told him based on the experience of a veteran or an adult that he could get out from the other side of the pile of bricks on the left. , the vision is not clear, but he can still make no sound.

But another voice told me with the feelings of a soldier, why should I go out from the other side of the brick pile? What a great opportunity, you can definitely kill these Japanese soldiers in front of you!

One voice told myself that it was better not to take action and go find that girl Gao Yuyan first, but another voice told herself that Gao Yuyan might be dead, and besides, walking away from the pile of bricks would definitely make a noise. If you make a sound, you might as well kill the enemy with your hands!

Okay, the second voice won. Shang Zhen gave himself a good reason or hypothesis. He would definitely make a sound if he walked from the other side of the pile of bricks. So, he should kill the enemy.

The rifle was gently put down, the cotton hat was also taken off, and then a bayonet appeared in his right hand.

They must not be allowed to make a sound, and their bayonets cannot be allowed to spill blood. Shang Zhen reminded himself in his mind

It goes without saying that the Japanese soldiers cannot make a sound before they die. Both the enemy and us are veterans, and the sound of a slight disturbance is enough to wake up people in their sleep.

When killing the enemy, you must not stab the enemy's artery with a bayonet, causing blood to splatter three feet. If it sprays on the Japanese soldiers next to you, it will also alert the enemy.

Well, since we are dancing with jackals, let’s stab someone with a slow knife! Shang Zhen made up his mind.

Shang Zhen squatted down, and he quietly squatted in front of the Japanese soldier beside him.

You little one, if you dared to scare me before, if you dare to scare me, you will die! Shang Zhen cursed in his heart, then he used his left hand to find the bayonet in his right hand and stabbed it out fiercely.

Who knows how many milliseconds or microseconds it took for the bayonet to enter the body. Shang Zhen felt the sharp blade piercing the invader's flesh. At the same time, he forcefully covered the Japanese soldier's mouth and nose with his left hand.

A living animal will struggle and twitch before it dies, but that also depends on whether it is fatal with a fatal stab.

Shang Zhen felt the Japanese soldier tremble, but he only slowly drew the knife out with his right hand, and never let go of his left hand that covered the other man's mouth and nose.

After a while, the Japanese soldier no longer twitched at the moment of death. Shang Zhen released his hand covering the other man's face, and at this moment, being careful and calm, he heard the Japanese soldier let out a sigh of relief. , it’s like a lifetime sighing at the end of one’s own life.

Fortunately, everything went well.

Shang Zhen then drew the knife, and at the same time he heard the slight sound of blood dripping to his feet. It was the enemy's blood dripping from the blood groove of the bayonet.

However, such a sound must not be heard by the Japanese in their sleep.

Shang Zhen ignored him and moved two more steps. This time he faced the second Japanese soldier.

At this point, Shang Zhen no longer hesitated. He followed the same method and stabbed the second Japanese soldier to death under his own bayonet.

There was no surprise in the third place either. When drawing the sword and covering the Japanese soldier's mouth and nose, he had to be steady and firm, and he had to draw the sword slowly and gently!

At this moment, Shang Zhen was like an assassin in the dark night. With three swords in total, he killed the three Japanese soldiers in the dark night. Who wakes up from the dream first? There is no need to wake up to dream. Life is just like a dream. If you fall asleep and cannot wake up, you are dead.

There is a word in Chinese called "skilled", and people from Northeast China have a dialect called "skilled". The expressions are different but the meaning is the same.

Now Shang Zhen is familiar with the trick of killing the enemy with a bayonet.

Facing the fourth Japanese soldier, he covered his mouth and nose with his left hand, held up the knife with his right hand, and then stretched it out at the same time.

But he covered the opponent's mouth and nose, and the moment the bayonet in his right hand hit the opponent's chest, he felt the bayonet stagnate. Although it penetrated the opponent's body, there was no familiar transparent feeling!

not good! When Shang Zhen secretly thought, he felt that the Japanese soldier was already struggling desperately.

Shang Zhen instinctively pressed down with his left hand and pushed the Japanese soldier against the wall behind him. At the same time, he drew the knife with his right hand and stabbed the Japanese soldier again in the side of the neck.

After being hit by a knife, Shang Zhen turned the bayonet and pulled it out. The moment he drew the knife, a bloody arrow spurted out from the Japanese soldier's neck in the dark night!

If stabbing the heart fails, then replace the carotid artery in the neck. Anyway, this is the last Japanese soldier behind this broken wall.

From the beginning to the end, Shang Zhen had no time to figure out why the knife he was destined to win did not penetrate completely. Perhaps the pocket of the Japanese soldier's jacket had deviated while sleeping, and what was in that pocket.

There are too many mysteries that cannot be revealed on the battlefield. As long as the enemy is dead and you are still alive, it doesn't matter.