The war of resistance against mountains is heavy

Chapter 1873: Big lift!

Many soldiers react differently when they see the enemy.

Some people will get nervous when they see a lot of enemies, especially when their own people are small, such as recruits.

Some will be very rational when seeing many enemies, and their hands are quite fast, they are all veterans, such as Shang Zhen.

Wu Ziqi now saw dozens of Japanese devils, and his reaction was excitement!

He did not ask one of the two brothers of the old Fan family to go back and inform the Eighth Route Army that the Japanese devils were not coming from the north, but from the west which you cannot see.

His first thought when he saw the Japanese army was that this time he was going to have a great time!

He subconsciously reached for his gun, but then thought, it would be great if he had a grenade or a hand grenade.

But he knew that he and the two brothers Fan Tongzuo and Fan Tongwu had no grenades left.

  When the battlefield was being cleaned up earlier, there were grenades hanging among the puppet soldiers. Unfortunately, those grenades are now in the hands of the Eighth Route Army, and it is too late to get them back!

Give the devil a burst of fire yourself? Gobang thought.

  But he suddenly realized something, and when he turned around and saw the young man holding the big pole in his hand, his eyes lit up!

"The Japs are coming, quickly bring the big lifting pole over!" Wu Ziqi said in a low voice.

When the young man heard what Gobang said, his hands shook involuntarily.

He and his father were guarding their own home, of course not preparing to fight the Northeast Army, they were really preparing to fight the Japanese Army!

Now when he heard that the Japanese army was coming, his mind went blank. Naturally, whoever had the idea would be the backbone, and he subconsciously followed Wu Ziqi's orders.

Wu Ziqi reached out to catch the big pole, turned around and pressed the open barrel of the gun against his right shoulder, then raised his hands and tightly grasped the big pole.

"You idiot, come and light the fire. Light the fuse!" Wu Ziqi ordered.

"Now?" Fan Tongzuo was nervous.

"Yes, now! Hurry up, it will be too late if you don't order!" Wu Ziqi urged anxiously.

Since Wu Ziqi only opened the west window a little, Fan Tongzuo could not see the Japanese army.

  China is poor nowadays. This small second-floor family can be considered a wealthy family. However, they are not rich enough to install glass in their windows. They just use window paper to cover them.

For glass windows in China today, it is not a question of money; the key is where you can buy them in such a rural area!

  Many things used by Chinese people nowadays have the word "foreign" in front of them, such as foreign nails, foreign guns, foreign matches, foreign shovels, and foreign pickaxes. If glass really came out, it would probably be called foreign glass!

When Fan Tongzuo heard Wu Ziqi asking him to light the medicine wick now, he hurriedly reached for a match, and his hands trembled involuntarily.

Fortunately, he finally rubbed the match on his thigh and it lit up.

There is no concept of safety matches in China nowadays. Matches can catch fire by rubbing against a dry and relatively hard surface.

"Little brother, you stay back here. Once we defeat the Japanese, I'll get you a quick-firing gun!" Wu Ziqi did not forget to instruct the young man.

The young man naturally said "hmm" nervously but honestly.

He also wanted to look outside to see how many Japanese devils had arrived, but he didn't dare.

"Wu Er, the medicine wick is on fire!" Fan Tongzuo said in a low voice. Wu Ziqi was also a little nervous after hearing what Fan Tongzuo said.

He was not nervous about fighting the Japanese, but because he didn't know how long it would take to light the gunpowder on the big pole.

He had no choice but to move the barrel of the gun down and turn his head to look.

He watched as the lit medicine wire with the burning light began to shorten with a "hissing" sound.

When he saw that the medicine core was about to enter the gun, Wu Ziqi quickly grabbed the gun barrel with both hands, turned around, and carried the large gun on his shoulder again.

This time he bent down and stood up, holding the gun barrel tightly with both hands, but pointing the muzzle at the window paper.

Fortunately, the young man behind him was taller than him, so he was able to hold on to the big pole tightly and let him shoot down with the muzzle of the gun.

Wu Ziqi did not open the window covered with window paper. He was just estimating the approximate location of the Japanese army. At this time, not only Wu Ziqi, but also the other people in the room heard the footsteps of the Japanese army's big-toed shoes.

  The atmosphere in the room had become very tense, but Wu Ziqi was still excited. Why should he be nervous? It would be such a joy to fight the Japanese!

Although he had never used a big lifting pole, it did not prevent him from knowing what kind of weapon it was.

The ammunition this thing fires comes in pieces. God knows how much iron sand is contained in this big pole. Maybe it should be as many as the stars in the sky!

It's a large area in the first place, so why do you need to aim too accurately?

The Japanese army had no idea of ​​the impending danger.

Little did they know that soldiers from the Northeast Army would point a large pole, a weapon that did not require careful aiming and could be fired at just the right time, at them through a window.

  So, the next moment, when the vigilant Japanese army was still moving forward, a "bang" sound suddenly came from the second floor of this small building!

Because the room was closed, the "bang" sound seemed particularly dull, but the window paper on the window in front of Wu Ziqi was shattered and flew out at this moment.

In the void, countless tiny iron particles, lead particles, and even stones flew towards the advancing Japanese troops.

  And when some Japanese soldiers were shot and began to howl, the window paper that was broken into countless pieces was like fluttering butterflies or paper money scattered on a grave, flying all over the sky!

"Hahaha", Wu Ziqi couldn't help laughing. He had never done anything so big since he started fighting the Japanese!

It's so satisfying to just use this big pole to beat the Japanese!

According to Wu Ziqi's estimation, with this one shot, he would at least hit eight or ten Japanese devils.

And you want to cure the disease by shooting iron particles and lead ions into the human body with this kind of big shot? Haha, you are kidding!

  If twenty iron particles are shot into your body, you can't dig twenty holes in it, can you?

Besides, who told you that iron particles and lead particles only hit the flesh? What if they hit the lungs? What if they hit the stomach? What if they hit the spleen? What if they hit the intestines?

It is true that this big lifting pole is backward, but if used well, like now, it is the most efficient weapon in combat!

Of course, although Wu Ziqi was laughing at this time, it did not mean that he had forgotten about the fight.

He threw away the large lever on his shoulder, but just as he reached out to touch the gun, he saw a Japanese soldier aiming a rifle at him.

That would have been fine, but he also saw some Japanese soldiers lying on the ground, reaching for grenades!

"Oh no, come downstairs quickly!" Wu Ziqi shouted.