The War of Resistance

On the night of September 18th, a Northeastern Army soldier nicknamed Ma Ganer encountered the Japanese army with a rifle he had captured or picked up.

At that time, he was worried in his heart, but he relied on instinct and stabbed randomly with the bayonet in his hand. Fortunately, he survived that encounter.

And on a winter night in the south eight years later, he once again ran into the Japanese army with his bayonet-mounted rifle in hand.

What difference does it make to say it twice? That's just that he has become stronger. He is no longer the thin "horse pole". He has grown into a qualified soldier. He does not passively face the enemy, but takes the initiative to attack.

So, at a certain moment, the still warm body of the invader at the front was pierced by the cold bayonet!

When Shang Zhen succeeded in the attack and drew his gun back, there was a dull sound of the Japanese soldier's wooden box and body being carried on his shoulders hitting the ground.

How could Shang Zhen manage so much at this time? The gun was withdrawn and pointed at the figure in front of him again before stabbing out again.

Only this time, the Japanese soldiers shouted, and then there was a "dang" sound. Shang Zhen felt the rifle in his hand tremble. It was not the transparent feeling of the rifle piercing the human body, but the piercing feeling. Here it is - on the wooden box.

The second Japanese soldier was following very closely. As soon as the Japanese soldier in front fell down, he sensed something was wrong but his foot had already tripped on the Japanese soldier's toe. He lost his center of gravity and could not hold on to the grenade box. So he stumbled forward, and the box fell down before him.

At this point, the Japanese soldier transporting the grenade knew that an accident had occurred, and shouts immediately started.

But Shang Zhen had taken another step forward in the darkness. This time, he no longer used the gun to stab him. Instead, he turned the rifle upside down and swept the Type 38 rifle out like a stick!

It was a night battle where he could not see clearly. Shang Zhen knew that the Japanese soldiers were short, so when he raised the butt of the rifle, he pressed the rifle down a little.

But this time the rifle did not go empty. The moment Shang Zhen hit something with the butt of the rifle, he heard the sound of bones cracking, and drops of blood spattered in the darkness and sprayed directly onto his face.

The smell of blood, that’s the smell of the enemy’s blood!

After not smelling the smell of abalone for a long time, the soldiers went to the battlefield and it was like a man fighting for the first time. When they saw the blood, some became numb and weak and frightened, while others became excited.

"The strong men eat the meat of Huns when they are hungry, and they laugh and drink the blood of Huns when they are thirsty." This means that the defenders of China became passionate when they saw the blood of the enemy!

Shang Zhen raised the corner of his mouth, pointed his gun, and charged forward again. How could he think so much in a night battle? He just stabbed the figures in front of him randomly!

Some of the guns pierced the air, and some of the guns pierced the wooden box, but in the end, there were still two shots that made the sound of "puff" and "puff" of the sharp blade entering the body!

It's time to run, this thought flashed through Shang Zhen's mind.

Shang Zhen, including their entire group, had never spoken very formally because they had been fighting outside the large army for a long time.

For example, withdrawing from a battle must be called a retreat, but most of the time they will say "run", or even "escape" doesn't matter, everyone understands it anyway.

Shang Zhen was a man who had been tempered by battles to move at will. When he thought of this, he actually threw his rifle forward. His next step was to turn around and run away.

But just when he was about to run, an accident happened. Suddenly, a snow-white beam of light as thick as a sea bowl shone directly over him!

This beam of light was so intense and came so without warning that Shang Zhen suddenly felt a creepy feeling the moment the beam of light lit up!

He looks heroic fighting alone at night, but he is taking advantage of the darkness. He doesn't know how many enemies there are, but he is the only one here, doesn't he know? He was instinctively afraid of light, and this time the light was so terrifying that Shang Zhen subconsciously lay back, as if he was knocked down by that huge light beam!

At this point, he couldn't care less about the fact that four Japanese troops went back, but now six or seven came out. He had to protect himself!

Just when the light came on, he noticed that there were two Japanese soldiers standing in front of him. He instinctively felt that he depended on these two Japanese soldiers if he wanted to survive!

"Da Da Da", "Papapa", and at the moment when Shang Zhen fell, the gunfire of the enemy and us sounded almost at the same time.

In the end, Shang Zhen borrowed the help of the two standing Japanese soldiers. After all, the Japanese machine gunners were people who did not want to kill him, but Shang Zhen didn't care about this. When he fell to the ground, the box of cannons had already been grabbed. In his hand, he fired a long shot.

Shang Zhen no longer cared whether he hit the two Japanese soldiers in this long shot, but his gun went towards the source of the beam of light.

There was a sound of glass bursting, and the light source of the light beam went out. Only the red filament looked so obvious in the dark night. It turned out to be a searchlight!

Shang Zhen, a veteran, was experienced in many battles, but this was the first time he encountered such a danger. He shot and extinguished the searchlight and rolled to the side.

And at this moment, he felt that death had never been so close to him. He felt like it was raining in front of him, behind him, left and right, and the "raindrops" were blown by the strong wind and "chirped" all around him. The sound of "chirping".

There is a song in later generations called "One third of the sky is destined to depend on hard work, and seven points depend on hard work." But at this time, Shang Zhen understood that "7 minutes of the day is destined to depend on hard work."

He rolled and crawled out for more than twenty steps. When he was lucky enough to hide behind a mound of dirt, even he was surprised that he was still alive!

But then he discovered that although he was still alive, his situation was still not good.

Behind the mound, there was light again.

The crisis of survival has never been so urgent. Shang Zhen, who was leaning on the mound, took advantage of the residual light of the Japanese army's flashlight behind him. He just glanced forward and saw that the ruins closest to him must be more than thirty years old. It's rice.

Is it more than thirty meters close? close!

But Shang Zhen knew that if he dared to rush over rashly, he would never be able to run ten meters.

And staying where you are is undoubtedly a dead end. The Japanese army should have seen the mound where they are hiding, and the grenades of the little Japanese will fly over in a moment!

Shang Zhen was a man of quick wits after all, and at this moment he did something unexpected again. He took out something from his waist, after a few words, he stuffed the thing directly into the top of the mound!

"***" a Japanese soldier shouted, and the Japanese army saw the mound where Shang Zhen was hiding, but at this moment, there was a "boom" of smoke and dust rising from the mound.

It turned out that it was Shang Zhen who had just exploded the only grenade he carried.

The flashlight couldn't shine very far. The Japanese army could use the light scattered by the flashlight to see the mound of soil ahead, but they couldn't see that the grenade was thrown by Shang Zhen himself.

The Japanese soldiers who had already judged that Shang Zhen was inside did shoot, but they also took out grenades, pulled their pins, and knocked their caps to throw them out.

But none of that mattered anymore. What mattered was the grenade that Shang Zhen fired.

In these days of fighting, the mound was already covered with a layer of dust. However, Shang Zhen stuffed and exploded the grenade, causing sharp ash to rise everywhere. However, he regarded the smoke and dust raised by the grenade as a smoke bomb. used!

After stuffing the grenade on top of the mound, Shang Zhen turned around and fell down. When the grenade exploded, he got up and desperately crawled towards the ruins ahead.

For Shang Zhen, it would be a blessing if he could just escape.

But is he really that easy to escape?

Just as he jumped into the ruins, he felt a beam of light moving quickly behind him.

What the hell is this? Shang Zhen turned around and saw the beam of light spinning and landing rapidly in mid-air.

The Japanese soldiers were not stupid either. They threw out their flashlights in order to catch him.

Shang Zhen was now about fifty meters away from the Japanese army's position. The Japanese army could not throw the flashlight more than fifty meters away, but the flashlight was still shining.

With a sound of "Ah", Shang Zhen knew something was wrong as soon as he saw the trajectory of the flashlight beam, and he hurriedly leaned forward.

But he knew that he must have been illuminated by the beam of light. After all, there was light in front of him!

In fact, this is exactly what happened. Just as the light beam passed quickly, the Japanese soldiers behind saw the afterimage of a Chinese soldier's gray-black butt left behind when he plunged into the ruins!