The war of resistance against mountains is heavy

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Big old stupid's gun shot "slap" "slap" and "slap", but he didn't know whether he hit the Japanese army or not.

But then there were gunshots on the top of the mountain. After he fired a warning shot, the security company on the mountain also discovered the Japanese army.

With a "chirp" sound, a bullet hit the mound where the old fool and Bian Xiaolong were. Bian Xiaolong was so frightened that he screamed and retreated.

The two of them were just waiting to see where they came from, that is, the movement of the Japanese army on the other side of the hill.

But then they found the Japanese army in front of them on the right. In a hurry, the big boss fired a warning shot, so their current position was exposed to the Japanese army's vision on the right.

"Come back soon!" The old stupid shot another shot to the front right, Bian Xiaolong was in a hurry.

Rather than saying that Bian Xiaolong is a recruit, it is better to say that he is now an ordinary citizen with a gun, and he has an instinctive fear of bullets.

Besides, how did he join Shang Zhen's guard company?

Of course, he entered Gaocheng with those common people and got mixed up with the Japanese plainclothes team.

The guards shot at the Japanese plainclothes team repeatedly, but although the Japanese plainclothes team was wiped out, several civilians were also killed by mistake.

Of course, in that case, the blood debt can only be counted on the Japanese devils, you count on the guard company, and the guard company doesn't even recognize it!
But others joined the guard company because they had a blood feud with the Japanese devils, but he: Bian Xiaolong did not.

He just had nowhere to go, and just in time, he joined the guard company, and if he wanted to come and find a chance to be a deserter, it would be fine if he ran away.

Since there is no blood feud with the Japanese army, how can he be willing to let him fight against the Japanese army?

Big Boss withdrew back, and Bian Xiaolong also set up his newly assigned rifle and fired a shot at the Japanese army.

And in this shot, he let out a cry of "嗤", dropped the gun, and stretched out his left hand to cover his right shoulder.

Just his sound sounded a bit sharp, but the old stupid was used to staying with him, and he didn't have much experience in the world, so he didn't take it seriously.
But sometimes he also realized that Bian Xiaolong was a bit girly, but he thought that as the veterans of the Northeast Army said, this Bian Xiaolong was also a fool!Naturally, he didn’t take it seriously.

Note: Er Yizi, a Northeast dialect, is actually a man, but his behavior is effeminate.

"What's wrong with you?" The old man asked with concern while loading bullets into his rifle.

"The butt of the gun shook his shoulder." Bian Xiaolong replied while lying there gasping for breath.

But all guns have recoil.

Compared with the Japanese-made 38-type rifle, the recoil force is smaller. In the eyes of veterans, the [-]-type rifle is a good gun. How can a recruit like Bian Xiaolong get such a good gun?
This was Bian Xiaolong's first shot since he joined the army.

He just fired this shot based on the veterans' stories and the shooting movements he had practiced in the past few days.

His shoulder was not tightly pressed against the butt of the rifle, so how could it be so light when the butt hit the back seat after the firing sounded?
"Hide behind me and don't move. Let's shoot two shots and run away." The old man deliberately moved his body to the right after finishing the bullet, blocking Bian Xiaolong behind him.

Then he raised his rifle forward again and started shooting again in the direction of the Japanese army.

It's just that he didn't know that Bian Xiaolong, who was hiding behind him at this time, seemed to have forgotten the pain, and was looking at his broad and heavy shoulders blankly with a pair of star eyes.

When the old man stands up, he looks like a mountain or an iron tower. Even when he lies down, it still looks like a piece of high ground!

Bian Xiaolong suddenly felt a sense of security that he had never had in his life, and before he knew it, the corners of his eyes were moist, with tears glistening.

After a while, Bian Xiaolong regained his composure. He gritted his teeth and grinned, but he felt that his shoulder was no longer so painful.

He gritted his teeth and picked up the rifle, and just wanted to shoot the old man twice, but he suddenly thought of the side he and the old man were looking at earlier, which was the direction they came from. They were talking nonsense, but the old man said that there were Japanese soldiers there too.

Realizing this, Bian Xiaolong hurriedly turned around and climbed back, but when he poked his head out from behind the mound, he was surprised to find that there was a yellow figure a hundred meters ahead.

Moreover, his figure was advancing, and he could even roughly see the short stature of the Japanese soldier charging towards his side with a long rifle in his hand.

By this time, Bian Xiaolong had forgotten that his shoulder was still hurting. He immediately put the rifle up and pressed it firmly into the shoulder socket.

He pulled the trigger a second time.

With the "thumping" sound of the gunshot, the second bullet must have flown out.

I definitely don't know where to go.

But what Bian Xiaolong noticed was that although the rifle butt hit his shoulder this time and it hurt again, it was completely different from before, and he did not let go of the rifle because of the pain.

Naturally, it was because there was no gap in the middle of the gun butt with his shoulders, so the recoil was much smaller.

"Don't your shoulders hurt? Why did you shoot again?" The old man continued to load bullets into the rifle without looking back.

What Big Old Stupid is thinking now is that the Japanese army in front of him is attacking the mountain.

Shooting a few more shots from the side of the Japanese army that I am facing is a kind of firepower diversion for the Japanese army, and then it can add a moment for the guard company on the mountain to retreat.

"Oh, don't fight. My end is the end just now. The Japanese devils are coming up. They are wearing yellow clothes. Let's run!" Soon, it sounded like chattering.

Hearing what Bian Xiaolong said, Big Boss realized something was wrong.

He withdrew and looked in the direction of Gao Gang, but just as he raised his head, the gunshots from the opposite side rang out, and it wasn't just one shot, two shots, three or four shots, but a lot of shots!
Right at the place where he and Bian Xiaolong were hiding, there was already a sound of "chirp" and "chirp" of bullets entering the ground!

Big Boss's eyes are better than Bian Xiaolong's. He was shocked when he saw the people in front of him jumping up like locusts, but what he said was: "Get back quickly, I'll cover you!"

"Oh, my mother, do you think you're holding a machine gun? Hurry up and run together!" Bian Xiaolong said angrily.

When Bian Xiaolong said this, the old man thought about it. Yes, he was using a rifle. Even if it was a box gun, it could only fire a single shot.

The Japanese devils swarmed in, like a torrent rushing down from a mountain.

Of course there will be a stone blocking it for a while, but then the flash flood will submerge the stone. What's the use if you can't block it?

"Let's run together, you run in front, and I'm big in the back." The old man said in a deep voice.

When Bian Xiaolong heard what the big man said, he got up from the ground without saying anything, turned around and rushed towards the diving place.

After crossing the shallow water and reaching the hill, there is something to block the bullet.

Bian Xiaolong is small, and judging from his running posture, he has indeed practiced martial arts. He ran "crackling" in the water, but he was as light as a deer.

And look at the big old stupid running in this shallow water, it is really a long whale entering the sea and splashing water.

Bian Xiaolong was crying while running in front, there were too many splashes and he couldn't tell which ones were splashes and which ones were tears.

What he thinks in his heart is you big fool, you stand behind me, so can you stop the bullet?