The War of Resistance

Shang Zhen emptied another magazine before climbing down from the big rock.

But when he came down, he didn't see Wang Xiao, so he shouted anxiously: "Wang Xiao! Wang Xiao! Run!"

And just when he thought Wang Xiao had run away and ran away, he saw Wang Xiao's head emerging from a big rock not far away.

"Wang Xiao, you are really a coward." Shang Zhen said angrily.

The reason why Shang Zhen said this was actually not that he cared about Wang Xiao's timidity.

When he thought about it, there were times when he was timid. He was not afraid of death. Who wanted to die?

But if you really don’t want to die, I won’t laugh at you if you run away while you shoot me. Anyway, I guess you don’t even know how to shoot.

But how could Shang Zhen have expected that when he ran forward, Wang Xiao who jumped out from the side said in surprise: "Huh? How do you know my nickname?"

If he hadn't been running at this moment, Shang Zhen would have slapped his forehead, uh - finally met someone who actively resisted Japan, how could he be such a jerk!

More than half an hour later, Shang Zhen finally met up with the little Taoist Qingfeng, the little monk Da Laobeng and the others.

After more than half an hour, Shang Zhen and the others finally rushed across an open field and broke into a mountain forest. However, the Japanese army still did not give up the pursuit of them. Shang Zhen even saw a Japanese army chasing them on horseback. Fortunately, There were not many cavalrymen in the Japanese army, only a few.

Shang Zhen judged that the pursuing Japanese army did not have full-time cavalry, so now the few cavalry were just relying on their speed to bite him.

If there were a large number of Japanese cavalry, Shang Zhen couldn't afford to offend him, but if there were only a few cavalry behind them, Shang Zhen was not afraid. Anyway, it was impossible for the Japanese infantry to catch up. They would run away when it got dark. Dropping it will definitely not be a problem.

"Give me the rifle." Shang Zhen stretched out his hand to the little Taoist Qingfeng.

"Why do you want my gun? Don't you have one?" Qingfeng didn't want to let go of the rifle.

"Your gun?" Shang Zhen was surprised for a moment, wondering if this kid was a little narrow-minded, but in the end, he did not refute the other person but explained: "Rifles are suitable for hitting distant targets and are more accurate than short guns. "

After Shang Zhen said this, the little Taoist Qingfeng said "Oh" and handed over the gun. If Qingfeng was going to fight on the battlefield, he couldn't say that Qingfeng was a white soldier, but it was almost the same. How did he know that the box cannon could not hit as far as the rifle.

"How many bullets are there left in it?" Shang Zhen asked.

"I just finished pressing it, five shots!" The old fool said.

Shang Zhen looked at the old man in surprise again. Previously, he only taught the little Taoist Qingfeng how to shoot. He did not teach the old man. However, I think the little Taoist Qingfeng and the old man also used to shoot guns. Press the bullets. Always learned.

When Shang Zhen pulled the bolt of the gun, the little Taoist priest Qingfeng said hurriedly: "You should use it sparingly, we don't have much bullets!"

"What?" Shang Zhen, who was about to take aim at the Japanese cavalry patrolling in the distance, was surprised for the third time.

He remembered that he had given these two guys several cartridges.

The small magazine of the Japanese army can hold thirty rounds of bullets, and the large magazine can hold sixty rounds of bullets. Although I have used the bullets myself, I have only fired so many shots, and there are always more than a hundred bullets left. some.

At this time, Shang Zhen stopped aiming. He turned around and looked at Qingfeng and the old fool. The old fool still grinned and looked careless, but why did Qingfeng's face look a little red? ?

At this point, Shang Zhen suddenly had a bad feeling.

"How many bullets do you two have left?" Shang Zhen couldn't help but ask.

"There are five shots left! Wu——" The old man was quick with his words, and the little Taoist priest Qingfeng was quick with his hands, but no matter how fast his hands were, they were not as fast as the upper lip touching the lower lip. It was still too late for the little Taoist priest to cover his hands.

"What?" Shang Zhen was so shocked that he couldn't believe his ears.

He looked at the little Taoist Qingfeng and the big old fool who looked like a black iron tower in surprise. He felt that his brain had gone blank!

"More than a hundred rounds of bullets cost you both?" Then Shang Zhen almost shouted.

"Ah." The heartless old fool answered happily.

In his logic, aren't bullets meant to hit Japanese devils? Isn't it normal to use it?

But the little Taoist priest Qingfeng already knew that he was wrong.

However, when Shang Zhenlin separated from them, he did not tell them to save their bullets because of the emergency, but as soon as he fired, he became addicted to shooting.

A gun is a good thing, but this thing is much easier to use than that crossbow.

In fact, every time when Qingfeng was hunting in the mountains, if Qingfeng was with Big Boss, it would always be Big Boss who pulled the string of the crossbow, but if it was him, he would always press the handle of the crossbow with his foot. Then put the arrow on it.

Besides, no matter how powerful a crossbow is, how far can it shoot an arrow? One hundred meters is a big hurdle, so how can a rifle be useful? Just pull the bolt and aim to shoot.

However, Qingfeng also knew that he couldn't shoot in one place. This reason was very simple and he didn't need to teach Shang Zhen at all, just because the Japanese army had already taught him it with bullets.

Whenever he fired a shot, the Japanese bullets immediately came over and hit the rocks where he and Big Boss were hiding, making a "ding" and "ding" sound!

As a result, he wouldn't dare to stay in one place for too long. It would be like shooting to change places. There are more bullets anyway!

As the battle progressed, the Japanese army also discovered that his marksmanship was really average.

So he shot at them. The Japanese soldier was in a state of panic, but only the one who was not hit fell down. However, the two of them were beaten in a miserable state.

It's just that the little Taoist Qingfeng always shoots like this, but the big old fool next to him doesn't do it anymore. According to the old fool's extraordinarily simple mind, shooting is a very fun thing, so you can't do it alone, little Qingfeng. ah.

So under the strong request of Big Boss, Qingfeng finally had no choice but to transfer the gun to Big Boss's hand.

No one knows whether this old idiot has any talent for shooting. But the problem is that when he took over the rifle and fired the first shot, maybe his character broke out because a blind cat encountered a dead mouse. He laughed loudly, pointed in the distance and said, "Look, I knocked one down."

The little Taoist Qingfeng and the big old fool had grown up together. He would not be jealous of the old fool. So what was the difference between the old fool who defeated a Japanese devil and the one he defeated?

So he kept asking excitedly where it was?

The trouble is that the old fool hit a Japanese soldier with his first shot. This situation is like a child stealing delicious food and stealing the sweetness. So how can one taste be enough?

The old fool used the rifle to fight, and the fight was endless. The two of them were chased by the Japanese army all the way, and the bullets were almost consumed by the two of them!

"You two losers!" Shang Zhen was really on the verge of crying. "Have you never thought about what you would do if there were too many bullets and the little Japs chased you?"

"Didn't we escape now, hehe." The little Taoist priest Qingfeng said embarrassedly.

"What the hell are you escaping? Do you think we can escape unless those little Japs cavalry are killed?" Shang Zhen said angrily.

Only now did Shang Zhen realize that his temper was so good that the little old Taoist and the little monk caused trouble by sending so many bullets!

There are not many bullets left in the box cannon in his hand, but there are only five bullets left in the rifle, but it is really impossible not to kill the Japanese cavalry now.

Prodigal son, wait until I take you back, and see if I don't let Old Uncle Wang and the others take advantage of you! Shang Zhen was furious, but he finally took a deep breath and raised his rifle at the approaching Japanese cavalry.