The war of resistance against mountains is heavy

Chapter 119 Waiting for the Rabbit Style of Play

"Do you think there are other people hiding beside those Japanese?" Shang Zhen asked Old Huo when a group of Northeast Army ambushed on the outskirts of the mountain.

"Impossible, the terrain here is not very suitable for Tibetans." Old Huo Tou Kaba carefully observed the surrounding terrain with his eyes.

Shang Zhen and the others are now on a small hill outside the mountain. In front of them is an open field, only five or six hundred meters long, and about a hundred meters away from Shangzhen and the others is a mountain pass into the mountain.

If the Japanese army wanted to enter that mountain pass, they would definitely enter their shooting range. They could shoot at the Japanese army and then turn around and run away.

They already have experience in fighting this kind of battle.

They adhered to the principle of shooting a few shots and running away. The Japanese army must stop marching when they are attacked, and when the Japanese army organizes firepower to counterattack, they have already run away.

There are only a dozen of them in total, and they don't want to force the Japanese army's thighs with their small arms and legs.

They could fire bullets at a distance, and they didn't need to kill too many Japanese soldiers, and they didn't want to kill too many Japanese soldiers. If thirteen people could put six or seven Japanese soldiers, they would be satisfied.

There is no doubt that China is backward nowadays, but there are many people in China, and if there are many people, life is cheap if you are poor.

Even if the Japanese soldiers killed all the four villagers they captured, they could kill six or seven Japanese soldiers, that would be enough to comfort the souls of the four villagers, so why would they be dissatisfied?

So killing the Japanese army is one aspect, and then evacuating quickly after the battle is another aspect.

Shang Zhen and the others didn't know that their style of play was actually the embryonic form of guerrilla warfare.

In fact, Shang Zhen didn't think it was possible to hide around, he asked for advice, and the old account was just out of caution.

I don't know where the Japanese army escorted the remaining three ordinary people, or the ordinary people with one leg or one arm left, and whether they will come here to shout, and Shang Zhen and the others can only wait, they don't want to fight with the Japanese army. Encounter.

They have self-knowledge, and they are incomparable with the Japanese army in terms of marksmanship, and they are also incomparable in terms of the number of troops.

So their style of play is to wait for a rabbit to play.

After waiting for a while, seeing no movement around, Shang Zhen!Then he said to old Huo Tou: "I said you shouldn't be here, you should go to the back."

When Shang Zhen said this, everyone naturally looked at him.

Shang Zhen immediately gave an explanation: "Mr. Huo is the oldest and the slowest runner. If the Japanese are really chasing quickly, do you think he can outrun the Japanese army? Besides, if the Japanese are really chasing quickly , we also need cover behind, I think it's better to let Mr. Huo take the two of them to the back."

After Shang Zhen finished speaking, no one else said anything, and Shang Zhen didn't know what the others thought, so he asked again: "Do you think it's okay?"

"Okay! Of course!" Finally someone agreed loudly, but when the person who agreed said it, everyone didn't look at him well, because that person was the old Huotou himself!
"Hey, it's you who cares about my old man!
Oops, I have lived most of my life to get a good job, old arms and old legs can't run errands and deliver letters, alas, I will cover you from behind!
You two come with me! "Old Huo Tou said casually pointing at the two soldiers next to him.

"Hmph, you have to be cheap!" Old Mao Wang said to him, and Old Mao Wang was the only one in the whole team who dared to bully Old Huo.

In fact, Old Mao Wang didn't care that Lao Huo took two people to the back and waited for cover, or that they didn't need them to cover at all.

The so-called cover is just a precautionary measure. If the battle goes well, they don't need to cover at all, and the old Huotou doesn't need to participate in this battle, and he just runs two steps first.

But the problem is that old Huotou said that he can't deliver letters because of his old arms and legs. Isn't this just a lie, implying that Old Mao Wang sent Hou Kanshan back to deliver letters?In this way, how can you say that Wang Laomao can bear it?

It's just that Wang Laomao has come to speak, and old Huo Tou naturally has to speak.

"It turns out that I especially listened to the command of this kid Shang Zhen, and I'll say it again now, Shang Zhen will be our leader from now on.

If he told me to go east, I would never go west. If he told me to eat dog meat, I would never eat roast chicken. I absolutely obey our boss's order! " After the old Huo Tou finished speaking, Kaba blindly took his mountain cannon and walked back with three people.

The three included two soldiers and the young guide.

Shang Zhen and the others said that they wanted to avenge those villagers, but this time the villagers had nothing to say, and the guide was a young eighteen-year-old boy, the same guy whose arm was chopped off by the Japanese army and who is now probably mutilated to death. The nephew of the villager.

The blood is still young after all.

Old Mao Wang snorted, but didn't say anything else this time.

"I seem to have heard something!" But at this moment, Qin Chuan said suddenly.

When Qin Chuan said this, everyone listened attentively. Sure enough, they really heard the faint scream of a person.

All of a sudden everyone became nervous, but this time Shang Zhen did his part to order: "Qiu Bo, take a few people to the opposite mountain, and let's have a crossfire too. Remember, one person will fight three times." Gun, shoot and run!"

Why should one person shoot three shots?In Shang Zhen's mind, they must never fight the Japanese army in close combat.

When they fought a small number of Japanese troops, they relied on automatic firearms.

When they attacked the Japanese artillery positions, the Japanese artillery's rifles were also limited, so they could succeed in one blow.

But before they saw the Japanese soldiers pressing down on those few villagers, there were dozens of them, Shang Zhen never thought that they could wipe out dozens of Japanese soldiers at once this time.

What's more, these Japanese soldiers came rushing towards them this time. As long as the gunshots fired from their side, it would be strange if those Japanese soldiers didn't lie down on the spot.

But the possibility of killing the enemy with one shot by each person is too small, so let's shoot two more shots, and it can be limited to two more shots.

Qiu Bo ran away with four people, and Shang Zhen and the others were naturally observing the movement ahead.

As long as the Japanese army's idea is to catch them out, it is impossible not to go here. This is also one of the passages into the mountains.

The mountains are complex, and it is impossible for people to always walk among them.

A few minutes later, as the screams became louder, a group of Japanese soldiers in khaki military uniforms really appeared.

Wang Laomao held up the binoculars and watched ahead. After watching for a while, Wang Laomao showed anger on his face.

Because he had a telescope, he could see clearly, but this time the Japanese army had one more carriage.

And there were two villagers in gray clothes sitting on the carriage. One of the villagers was gone, and he must have been mutilated by the Japanese army and thrown the remains into the mountains.

But Wang Laomao looked at the carriage again, and he saw that a Japanese soldier was pouring water on one of the villagers, and one of the villagers' arms was gone.

Old Mao Wang could understand that the Japanese army must have cut off one of the villager's arms, and then the villager fell into a coma.

The Japanese soldiers were afraid that the villager would pour water on the wound on the severed arm and wake him up from the pain and then scream.

As a former beard, Wang Laomao is not an uninformed person.

If there was a vendetta between the gangsters when he was a beard, he would do everything he could, such as drinking heart soup and stabbing people alive.

But that kind of situation is extremely rare after all, how can there be such brutality as the Japanese army, and it has become a habit to kill Chinese people for fun!

Seeing that the Japanese army was approaching, Old Mao Wang put down his binoculars and picked up his rifle.

(End of this chapter)