The war of resistance against mountains is heavy

Chapter 1880 New Operational Plan

The special commissioner looked at Wu Ziqi, and after a moment, he suddenly smiled and said, "Of course our brothers in the Northeast Army are heroes. My pistol is really no match for your 20-shot gun."

Wu Ziqi had originally felt a little bad for the special envoy because of the sting in his words, but now he felt a little proud after hearing what he said, "You should be more modest!" He said, "That's right!" with a smug look on his face.

Mo Jianchen, who had been watching the two people talking, couldn't help but shook his head secretly.

  Their special commissioner is a smiling tiger, but what about Wu Ziqi? He is very good at fighting, but why is he not as smart as Shang Zhen in handling things?

"If that's the case, please use your box gun to cover us so that our people can rush out and continue chasing." The special envoy then suggested.

"Okay!" Wu Ziqi answered readily.

The Gobang's box gun fired again, but even with his cover, the two Eighth Route Army soldiers were shot at as soon as they flashed out from the corner.

One of the Eighth Route Army soldiers was hit directly in the head by a bullet and fell to the ground. He was definitely dead.

"Come back quickly, we can't keep chasing like this!" Wu Ziqi fired another short burst of shots to cover the second soldier's retreat and then said, "There are too many messy things on the other side, and we have no idea where the Japanese are hiding. If we rush out, we will suffer!"

  When it comes to fighting, Wu Ziqi's cleverness comes out again!

The alley opposite was filled with broken walls, brick piles, wood stacks, and even chicken coops and pig pens. Wu Ziqi saw all of this when he was shooting, and he had no idea where the Japanese troops were hiding.

  Moreover, due to the narrow alleys, it was impossible to deploy firepower and others could not provide cover.

With the Japanese army's marksmanship, if they rushed out at this time, those who were exposed would not be able to avoid the enemy's bullets at all.

So what should we do next? What can we do? No one has a good solution for the moment.

Although the Japanese army was defeated, the Eighth Route Army's strength was not much greater than that of the Japanese army.

Given the combat quality of the Japanese soldiers, if they pursued openly, in the end it would not be a matter of hunting down and annihilating the remaining enemies, but they would not be able to bear such losses.

"Just let the Japs get away like this?" some Eighth Route Army soldiers said indignantly.

  But who at the scene could answer such a question?

"Is this going south again?" Fan Tongzuo suddenly said in the silence.

"This is not heading south, did you turn the wrong way?" Gobang said unhappily, while he did not forget to glance at the sun.

The sun has now set, but it is still some time before dark. Unknowingly, the battle has lasted for almost half a day.

"I think we can stop them for a while, but it may not work." Fan Tongzuo said. "Why?" Wu Ziqi asked.

"If we go further south, we'll be almost out of the town. The houses there are quite messy. We may not be able to get ahead of the Japanese. Even if we get there, we may not be able to stop them." Fan Tongzuo replied.

Fan Tongshuo's words were a bit long-winded, but everyone understood that there was a certain uncertainty in the suggestion made by Fan Gongzuo.

It was not like before when they blocked the Japanese army at the crossroads. As long as they arrived faster than the Japanese army, they would definitely be able to block it, because that was the only way for the Japanese army to pass.

But at this time, everyone's eyes towards Fan Tongzuo changed.

Fan Tongzuo is not very eye-catching, and perhaps because he has suffered a lot of bullying among the security guards, he looks timid at first glance.

This situation is like saying that everyone has aura. Those who have been in a high position for a long time have a strong aura, while Fan Tongzuo's aura is timid.

If Fan Tongzuo had not previously explored the road to the south and they had successfully blocked the Japanese army at the intersection, who would have cared about him?

But now it seems that Fan Tongzuo is indeed better than others, at least in terms of knowing the way.

"Then let's split up. The three of us will go to the front to block the Japs, and you will chase them from behind. Don't let them run away. When we hear gunshots, we can meet up!" Wu Ziqi said after listening to Fan Tongzuo.

Just as Mo Jianchen said "OK", the special envoy said, "I think it's enough to have these two brothers go. You have seen our firepower. We can't suppress the Japanese devils!" What he meant was that the Eighth Route Army did not have 20-shot box guns.

Not to mention the 20-shot box gun's continuous firing, that is, it can fire several bullets at once in short bursts, just like a small machine gun, which does have an advantage when fighting the enemy at close range.

When Wu Ziqi heard him say this, he agreed without hesitation.

The reason is, of course, he didn't want the Eighth Route Army to suffer too many casualties.

Now he hadn't rushed out from that corner yet, what if the Japanese army escaped? The military situation was so urgent that he couldn't think too much.

But in this case, Fan Tongzuo and Fan Tongwu were dumbfounded. They were actually separated from Wu Ziqi, and Wu Ziqi did not object!

At this time, Mo Jianchen saw the dilemma of the two men and said, "We don't have to ask you to stop the Japanese. As long as you can tie up the Japanese or find out where they are now, we will chase them when we hear the gunshots." Then he said to an Eighth Route Army soldier, "Zhao Wang, you take two people and carry out the mission with these two brothers. You must protect the safety of these two brothers!"

The Eighth Route Army soldier named "Zhao Wang" who received the mission should naturally be

"Hurry up! It's already so late!" Wu Ziqi urged, "Fan - comrade, don't be afraid, don't bring shame to our camp. If you are afraid, just think about the time when you used the butt of your rifle to chop off the Japanese soldier's head!"

Wu Ziqi almost called out Fan Tongzuo's nickname. He glanced at the Eighth Route Army soldiers around him and saw that no one noticed that he had changed his words. He then secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

But at this time, who would notice his slip of the tongue?

No one expected that Wu Ziqi, who spoke with a Shandong accent, would say something that only people from Northeast China could say.

What he didn't expect was that this inconspicuous soldier from Shang Zhenying in front of him actually smashed the Japanese devil's head with the butt of his gun.

What does it mean to cut off the head? Isn't it just to smash it?

  It is true that you cannot judge a book by its cover, and you cannot judge the depth of the sea by its depth. This seemingly inconspicuous Fan Tongzuo is actually so amazing!

You know, when the Eighth Route Army was fighting hand-to-hand with the Japanese army, it was at a disadvantage.

It’s not a question of whether you are afraid of death or not, but that you really cannot win.

Reason one: the Japanese army was highly skilled in assassination techniques.

The second reason is that the Japanese Army's Type 10 rifle is nearly centimeters longer than the Zhongzheng rifle, not to mention compared with the old sleeve commonly used by the Eighth Route Army.

The third reason is that although the Japanese soldiers are short, their physical fitness is generally better than that of the Eighth Route Army due to good logistical support. Their bodies that eat white flour and rice are definitely stronger than those of the Eighth Route Army who drink millet porridge and sweet potato porridge!

At this time, when Fan Tongzuo heard Wu Zi mention that he smashed the Japanese soldier's head with the butt of a gun, although he was still a little scared when he thought about it now, he didn't know why, but a great sense of heroism surged from his heart!

So he responded loudly: "Okay"

At this point, the pursuit plan had been finalized, and Fan Tongzuo had no choice but to turn around and leave with his younger brother Fan Tongwu and the three Eighth Route Army soldiers.

No one knows what shortcut Fan Tongzuo will take, or whether he will pass through the pigpens of ordinary people again.

At this time, Wu Ziqi stretched out his gun at the corner and started shooting forward.

I will update one chapter today. It’s time to drink. I can’t hold on any longer!