The war of resistance against mountains is heavy

Chapter 1876 Mutual Support

Wu Ziqi held up his trousers with his rifle and shook them for a while before slowly standing up.

As expected, when he stood up and looked at the Eighth Route Army soldier he had just seen, the soldier was still pointing his rifle at him.

Since the soldiers had to squint with one eye and aim with the other eye when shooting, Wu Ziqi couldn't figure out what the Eighth Route Army soldier meant.

  But don't shoot, don't shoot!

He muttered to himself, holding the rifle that was picking up his pants in his right hand, and his left hand was completely open with all five fingers spread out.

What he meant was, look! I have no ill intentions! I am not your friend, but I am definitely not your enemy!

Wu Ziqi stood up slowly, and only when he felt that he had completely appeared in people's sight did he feel relieved.

  It looks like they won't shoot, because if they were going to shoot, the gunshot would have been heard long ago!

Wu Ziqi first grinned at the Eighth Route Army soldier as if to show goodwill. He wanted to smile to show friendliness, although that smile was harder than crying.

Then he pointed at his upper body with his open left hand, meaning, look, we are in the same group, and this clothes I am wearing is from the Northeast Army!

In fact, Wu Ziqi and the Eighth Route Army soldier were still very close, and the distance between them was no more than fifty meters.

Wu Ziqi saw the soldier very clearly, he looked to be in his twenties.

  Fortunately, he doesn’t look very small, and he’s not the kind of reckless guy who would shoot at will!

Wu Ziqi thought to himself, completely forgetting that he was just a young and inexperienced person.

Finally, he saw that the soldier's finger that was holding the trigger finally left there, and he felt relieved.

He saw the Eighth Route Army soldier put down his rifle and start calling for help.

I guess they don't know me and don't know what's going on with me, so I should ask their Eighth Route Army superiors.

At this point, knowing that there was no risk of him killing anyone by mistake, Wu Ziqi finally had time to look around.

  To his surprise, the number of Eighth Route Army soldiers actually increased!

He didn't know that the battle here had summoned back the Eighth Route Army soldiers who had been scattered by the Japanese army.

At this time, he heard the Eighth Route Army soldiers shouting "Captain Mo" and "Special Envoy". After a moment, he saw Mo Jianchen appear next to the soldier who was aiming his gun at him.

"Fuck!" At this point, Wu Ziqi's heart finally settled down.

After meeting Mo Jianchen, everything became a natural thing.

Wu Ziqi made a gesture to Mo Jianchen as if he was throwing a grenade downwards, and then pointed at the ground below him.

Mo Jianchen understood Wu Ziqi's gesture immediately.

Although Mo Jianchen didn't know how Wu Ziqi appeared on the roof of the building, the result of Wu Ziqi being on the roof of the building was much more important than the process of how he got there!

For the Eighth Route Army, if they wanted to break through the small second floor now, they would definitely suffer casualties. But now with Wu Ziqi there, the problem of a forced attack was easily solved.

After a while, Mo Jianchen pointed to the south side of the building, and Wu Ziqi understood what he meant and ran towards the south side of the roof.

  Why did he run to the south? There was no yard to the south of the second floor, and it would be easier for the Eighth Route Army to throw grenades onto the roof when they got there. When he moved, the four people on the roof turned around and were surprised to find that Wu Ziqi's pants had disappeared. He was wearing a pair of black shorts, which were not much different from his black leg hair!

What surprised them even more was yet to come.

Suddenly, they heard a burst of fierce gunfire from the south. The bullets hit the wall of the second floor with a "ding-dong-dong" sound. The brothers Fan Tongzuo and Fan Tongwu were afraid of being hurt by stray bullets, so they did not move to the side of the building. They lay down a few meters away from Wu Ziqi.

As for the homeowner and his father, they just lay there with their hands covering their heads, not moving a muscle.

But at this moment, Fan Tongzuo and Fan Tongwu shouted at the same time, "Grenade!"

Those were not grenades. The two brothers saw two grenades suddenly flying up from the bottom of the roof!

When he saw the grenade really fly to the roof, Fan Tongzuo was so scared that he lay down directly, but his younger brother Fan Tongwu was much braver than him. He actually rushed up with a rifle!

  He did remember what Wu Ziqi said. If there were grenades or something thrown up, he would see if he could shoot them down with a gun or kick them. Maybe we could still be saved!

It’s a pity that Fan Tongwu was too far away at that time, and he could only see two grenades falling on the roof one after another.

Fan Tongwu, who had already started running, continued to run forward in despair.

He was a stubborn person. Just when he saw that he could use his gun to sweep away a grenade, there were suddenly several explosions of "BOOM", "BOOM", and "BOOM" from downstairs!

That was definitely not an explosion. The sound was so loud, and Fan Tongwu was too nervous. He thought it was the grenade he was about to touch on the roof that went off. He instinctively lay down and closed his eyes.

But then he found that he seemed to be fine, and when he opened his eyes, he found that the grenade was lying just two meters away from him. A hand was picking up the grenade, and that person was Wu Ziqi.

"Fuck, if you throw this grenade again, I'll have used it for nothing!" Wu Ziqi said sarcastically.

"Ah——" Fan Tongwu was stunned. He still didn't understand why. It turned out that Wu Ziqi had specially asked the Eighth Route Army downstairs for these two grenades.

The fierce gunfire just now was caused by the Eighth Route Army concentrating their firepower to suppress the Japanese troops in the building and attack any place on the second floor where the Japanese troops could poke their heads out.

But what about the explosion downstairs?

The answer came soon, because at this time the people on the roof heard Mo Jianchen's voice downstairs shouting: "Wu Ziqi, hurry up, two more people died in order to deliver the grenade to you!"

After hearing Mo Jianchen's shout, the brothers Fan Tongzuo and Fan Tongwu finally figured out what happened to the two grenades.

But their doubts soon arose again.

Since the Eighth Route Army could throw grenades onto the roof of a building, why didn't they just stuff them directly into the building?

But at this time, naturally no one could answer the questions of the brothers Fan Tongzuo and Fan Tongwu.

Wu Ziqi didn't even want his own rifle. He tucked one of the two grenades into his waist and held the other in his left hand with the cover on the handle unscrewed. In his right hand, he held the box gun with the machine gun head broken off.

"Come on, lift that cover for me!" Wu Ziqi said as he walked without even looking at the brothers' miserable appearance.

He walked very lightly, for fear that the noise would be too loud and alert the Japanese troops in the building.