The war of resistance against mountains is heavy

Half of that house collapsed, that is, a main wall and several walls of the inner room had collapsed, and the half-drawn frame also collapsed, so there were many half-drawn houses that were still standing but seemed to fall at any time pile of rubble.

Old Mao Wang jumped over the pile of rubble with agility rarely seen by people of his age, and got into the half-la house at one end. He squatted there with the cover hand on the ground, panting heavily.

"I'm old, I'm old, my body is not as good as before." Old Mao Wang muttered in a low voice.

The soldiers didn't answer, and now is not the time to answer, although some of them wanted to say, your waist is tossing with Aunt Wang!
Old Mao Wang is not the roundworm in the belly of these soldiers, so he doesn't know what they are thinking.

And when he caught his breath, he began to look at this new hiding place.

This house is not small, the walls are very high, and the remaining eaves are the traditional Chinese cornices, and there is a sculpture of a small animal on it.

It's just that the animal head has disappeared in the flames of war. Just look at the neck below the neck where a copper bell was tied, Wang Laomao and the others, soldiers with little cultural background from the northernmost part of China, naturally couldn't tell what kind of animal it was. .

Yes, animals, they call it an animal, and calling it an animal is polite, but they don’t call it a beast, it’s just to save face for that animal, very few of them know that the animal is a lion or a unicorn .

There are "animals" on the eaves. This family is still facing the street. It doesn't matter whether it is a big family or a shop. Anyway, it is enough. The half-drawn house that has not collapsed looks to be hundreds of square meters, and there are several doors. one.

Thanks to the fact that this house is about to collapse, otherwise the Japanese devils would not use this place as a stronghold for garrisoning troops or things!
Old Mao Wang thought to himself, but when he turned his head back to look at the pile of rubble he ran past just now, he suddenly said, "Fuck!|
By this time the soldiers had separated.

Now that they are hiding in the half-la house, the sight of the Japanese sentry on the collapsed city wall behind them has been blocked, and the Japanese soldiers coming from the other direction should not enter the house seeing the pebble-like appearance.

They should be safe for now.

But even so, it is impossible for them to keep sentries around, and there must be people on all four sides. Although they don't need to go out of the house, this kind of thing doesn't need to be ordered by Old Mao Wang for them veterans.

Wang Laomao and the others have nearly 30 people, and most of them are left even if they go to the two guards at the same time.

But now, when they heard that Old Mao Wang was suddenly violent, they instinctively grabbed their guns and prepared for battle. No matter what, they were now enemies on all sides.

It's just that when the soldiers looked at Wang Laomao, they saw that Wang Laomao didn't look like an enemy, so they were a little relieved.

At this time, Old Mao Wang was looking at the pile of rubble that they had to pass through when they first entered the house, but Old Mao Wang's expression was not right.

The soldiers looked along the situation, only then did they realize that two legs of a person were exposed under the pile of rubble.

It is impossible for a pile of rubble to bury only two legs, like the tomb made by the ancients. It was a soldier who was knocked down under the pile of rubble. Of course, to be precise, he is now a man. dead body.

Just now they ran in a hurry to prevent the Japanese army from finding out. Naturally, they didn't notice that there was a dead man buried there, but now they saw it.

Although it is impossible to see the soldier's face now, the soldiers immediately confirmed that this soldier must be an officer and soldier who died defending the city. The reason is naturally because of the color of the uniform and the pair of cloth shoes.

The cloth shoes were very worn out, the toe of one shoe had been kicked away, exposing the big toe where Ba Tai was buried, the sole of the other shoe was about to fall off, and it was also dirty The soles of the feet and the leggings wrapped around the calves have also been loosened, and there are dark blood stains on them.

The faces of the soldiers also turned sour, like Old Mao Wang.

The sound of the explosion in the distance is still ringing intermittently, and occasionally there will be a huge explosion sound.

From time to time, the shouts of the Japanese army sounded nearby, and they even heard the plopping footsteps of a group of Japanese soldiers running past dozens of meters away.

But at this time, the house in Banla was dead silent, and the soldiers headed by Old Mao Wang were all staring at the soles of the feet of the soldier who had died in battle.

Who knows which motley army this soldier belongs to.

Yes, the mob army, Wang Laomao and the others have also heard about it. So far, the bloody battles with the Japanese army in Taierzhuang are all from the mob army.

Who knows whether this soldier came here step by step from the distant Land of Abundance, or whether he came here along the Grand Canal in a wooden boat, or came from the northwest on a horse, but in the end it was only I can bury my bones in a foreign land.

Maybe, no, not maybe but should, today should be their tomorrow for the anti-Japanese soldiers!

It hurts the rabbit and the fox is sad!
At this time, those eloquent words came out of the mind of that semi-talented scholar among Wang Laomao and the others——Chen Hanwen.

But when it came out, he didn't say anything.

Chen Hanwen is also a veteran. Although he said that the country is easy to change and his nature is hard to change, he was ridiculed by Wang Laomao and the others a lot. He also knew that if he dragged his words again at this time, he would have nothing to do but suffer. end.

Therefore, he finally buried his talent in his belly.

"There's still a gun there!" Qian Chuan'er suddenly whispered, and following Qian Chuan'er's pointing, everyone saw the butt of a rifle protruding from under the pile of rubble.

It's just that the top of the gun stock was only exposed, so everyone noticed it.

"I don't know which group it is from?" Old Mao Wang muttered, and he walked forward like a clown in a drama while still squatting. He really wanted to know the identity of this unknown soldier.

But just as he "walked" behind the pile of rubble and was about to make a move, Bai Zhan's voice suddenly came from behind him: "Be careful, a little devil is coming!"

Just Bai Zhan's reminder made all of them nervous. They deliberately chose such a dilapidated house that could collapse at any time, but who would have thought that there would still be Japanese soldiers rushing here!
"How can this be done, kill him?" Ma Erhuzi asked anxiously.

But can you really kill the Japanese soldiers who came here?

Even if they really killed the Japanese soldier silently, can they guarantee that other Japanese soldiers will not find out the abnormality?

And at this moment Bai Zhan spoke again: "That shitty guy unfastened his belt while running, probably either because he was in a hurry to urinate or because he was holding back his feces!"

"Fuck!" Old Mao Wang was rude again.

Previously, he took advantage of the little time when the Japanese sentry turned around to pee, and he led people to hide here, but it was really successful, Xiao He was defeated, and Xiao He, this time another Japanese soldier was hungry, no, he didn’t choose what to eat. Come break their tracks.

How can you say that Old Mao Wang is not in a hurry?