The war of resistance against mountains is heavy

Chapter 1887: Seizing "Yang Luo'er" (Part )

When Zhuanzi raised his head, he saw that the bespectacled translator who was originally sitting on the ground had climbed up from the ground and was running back and forth with a box gun in his right hand, while Guokuier was desperately chasing him.

Seeing that the translator with glasses picked up the gun again, Zhuanzi was shocked.

But he knew that the 20-shot box gun could fire both continuously and in bursts. Now that guy was so close to Guokui, he could knock him down with just one shot if he turned around!

So Zhunzi subconsciously knelt on the ground, put the newly seized Type 38 rifle against his shoulder, and aimed at the translator with glasses.

It was at this time that he realized that after he shot the Japanese soldier next to him, he did not immediately pull the bolt of his old gun to eject the shell and reload the bullet.

As for the gun he had seized, there was no need to repeat the action. This Jap devil was so cautious when he came over, so the bullet must be in the chamber.

  Zhuanzizi was naturally anxious, but he raised the rifle and pulled the trigger, but the trigger didn't move at all! If the trigger didn't move, how could the gun fire?

Zhuanzi instinctively pulled the trigger again, but the rifle remained motionless!

What's going on? At this moment, sweat broke out on the temples of Akiko!

But almost at the same time, he suddenly heard a gunshot in front of him.

He looked up instinctively and saw that the bespectacled translator who was running in front of him had fallen down, and his box gun had also fallen to the ground.

At this time, Guokui, who had already caught up with the guy, lunged forward and grabbed the box gun.

Next, the pot cake didn't even get up, but rolled to the side.

Did Guokui shoot and kill that guy? I didn't see Guokui holding a gun. Zhuangzi was a little confused!

But at this time, Guokui, who had already rolled to the side, shouted: "Zhuanzi, get down quickly, there are still Japanese devils!"

Upon hearing this, Zhuanzi instinctively turned his body to the side and lay down.

And just as he lay down, another gunshot rang out, and a bullet flew past him with a "whoosh"!

"Don't get up, quickly get to the side of the road!" Zhuanzi, who didn't know what to do, heard Guokui shouting, and then all he heard was the sound of "bang bang bang", "bang bang bang", and "bang bang bang" of the box gun firing.

Zhuanzi understood very well that Guokui was trying to give himself a chance to escape!

So he rolled to the side of the road.

There happened to be a shallow ditch on the side of the road, and he fell into it.

  There is naturally wormwood in the shallow ditch, but at this time, how could the stakes care about the wormwood pricking their faces?

After a while, he heard the short bursts of fire from the box gun again, and then there was a "thump" in front of him. When he raised his head slightly, he saw that the pot cake had also fallen into the shallow ditch.

Just when Zhuanzi was worried whether Guokui was shot, Guokui happened to raise his head and the two of them looked into each other's eyes.

"The gun I stole doesn't fire!" said Zhuanzi anxiously.

It wasn't just his good gun that didn't fire, he also threw his old gun next to the Japanese soldier's body.

He was counting on Guokui to fire with his box gun.

But then he heard Guokui say, "Five or six Japanese soldiers are coming over there, and I have used up all the bullets in my gun!"

  Well, this time they are really brothers who live and die together!

After the two of them said this, they were both dumbfounded.

After all, he is young!

Being young always comes at a price, but some prices can be compensated, while some cannot, such as life.

The two men lay in the shallow ditch beside the road, waiting for the Japanese devils to come over, and then they would fight them bravely, even though they knew that this last fight was just because they didn't want to give up, and since their guns couldn't be used, they would be dead. Then they heard the sound of gunfire on the road.

But then, they felt something strange happened. Just when they wanted to make a last stand, there was constant gunfire, but the Japanese army did not come.

Not only did the Japanese troops not come, but after a while, the gunfire actually stopped!

"What's going on now?" This time Guokui and Zhuanzi asked at the same time.

There is another saying that applies to both of them at this moment, which is, who are you asking?

They were both so scared that they lay down in a shallow ditch on the side of the road. No one looked up, and no one knew what was going on outside.

"There's a good chance that the Japs are standing right above our heads, pointing their bayonets at us!" The resigned man said without even raising his head, just lying there.

After he said this, Guokui, who was about to raise his head to take a look, stopped moving.

If you think about it carefully, the two of them were lying there like turtles, and there were Japanese devils standing right above their heads with rifles with shining bayonets on them.

  If they don't look up, people will ignore them. But if they look up, people will just "poof"!

So if the two of them don't look up, will everything be fine?

But their thoughts were too frivolous. After a while, they suddenly heard someone shouting at the other end of the road: "Come out quickly, the Japanese devils have been killed by our people!"

Huh? Zhuangzi and Guokui looked at each other, and this time, without hesitation, they jumped out of the shallow ditch where they were lying without discussing anything.

They looked towards the place where the Japanese troops had appeared just now - the bushes before getting on the road.

This time, they really saw several people from the Northeast Army standing there with guns in their hands, and lying on the ground were Japanese soldiers wearing khaki uniforms.

There was nothing to doubt, the Japanese devils were all dead, and the other party's accent was obviously from the Northeast, so they were from Shang Zhenying! Zhuangzi and Guo Kui were both happy.

The two men hurriedly got up and ran over. When they got closer, they saw that there were six Northeast Army soldiers standing next to the Japanese corpses, all of them were holding both long and short guns.

The long guns were the same Type 20 rifles used by the Japanese devils, but the short guns were all -shot box cannons!

"Which unit are you from? The Eighth Route Army?" asked a man in his 30s who looked like an official.

"Reporting to the commander, we are not the Eighth Route Army, we are from the village protection team!" Guokui replied quickly.

"From the village protection team? The members of the village protection team are not staying in the town. Why are they coming here?" the official asked in surprise.

"Reporting to the commander, we saw that the Japanese were defeated, and we want to stop two Japanese here and steal two good guns!" Guokui replied.

After Guo Kui said this, not only the man who was talking to him looked at him with admiration, but also the other soldiers, who were squatting beside the Japanese corpses looking for trophies, and those who were holding guns and keeping watch in the distance, all couldn't help but look at the two of them, and their eyes were full of admiration!

"It's true that heroes have always emerged from youth! You are much more promising than when I first joined the army!" At this time, another person spoke.

Guokui and Zhuanzi saw that the man was of medium build and looked very ordinary, but his bright eyes and dark, thin face revealed a kind of determination.

"Battalion Commander, what were you like when you first joined the army?" Guokui and the other two asked the officer who had just asked them the question.

But only then did they realize that the plain-looking man who asked them the question was actually the battalion commander!

So this person is Shang Zhen! We must take a closer look!