The war of resistance against mountains is heavy

Chapter 1958: Flying Stone

"Don't just think about saving bullets. We Northeastern people believe in earning and spending!" Qian Chuan'er shouted.

As Qian Chuan'er shouted, several soldiers from the district squad came out from behind the deep ditch and started shooting with rifles, targeting the Japanese soldiers lying on the mountain road.

Wang Chuan felt that the veterans under Shang Zhen were very capable, which was beyond his expectations.

But in fact, most of the attacking Japanese troops were hit by the fragments produced by the grenade exploding in the air.

That was a mid-air explosion. The ground no longer provided cover for the victims. That was not called 360° without blind spots.

360° no blind spots refers to a flat surface, but when a grenade explodes in the air, the fragments are spherical and explode in three-dimensional space.

But precisely because of this, more Japanese soldiers were killed and wounded by shrapnel, so more Japanese soldiers were wounded, so reloading was an essential step.

Captain Zhang became anxious when he saw that the Japanese had no chance to be dealt with by the enemy and his squad was naturally worried.

He then brought a few people with him and rushed up from behind.

"There's still one alive!" a soldier named Meng Fanxi shouted. He aimed his gun and a shot went off.

However, his shot hit a dead Japanese soldier in front of him, and the Japanese soldier was hiding behind the corpse.

If he wanted to hit the Japanese soldier, he would have to have a shooting angle, unless he stood up from his hiding place and shot at the other person.

But that wouldn't work, because after they followed Captain Zhang over, Qian Chuaner had already reminded them not to stand up, reveal their bodies, and shoot.

"Do you really think that the Japanese soldiers hiding behind and providing cover are just decorations?" These were Qian Chuan's original words.

  Qian Chuan'er and his men who were hiding behind the rock were all protected by the rocks. After they finished firing their guns, they quickly retreated!

In fact, it’s not that Meng Fanxi’s shooting skills were very accurate, it’s just that the Japanese soldier was quite close to him, only about 50 meters away.

A rifle is not like a pistol. As long as you master the shooting skills, most people can hit a target within a hundred meters and injure it even if they cannot hit the vital parts.

Seeing that he had failed to hit the Japanese soldier, Meng Fanxi pulled the bolt of his rifle and aimed forward again. However, no matter how hard he aimed, the Japanese soldier did not show up.

He couldn't figure out whether the Japanese soldier was killed or not, so he shouted: "There is another dead man behind the one in front, and I can't hit him!"

When he shouted like this, the others, including Da Lao Ben and Qian Chuan'er who were hiding in the rock bush, heard it and asked where the Japanese soldier was.

"The little Japanese soldier in front without a hat is behind us! About 20 meters!" Meng Fanxi shouted as he estimated the distance between himself and the Japanese soldier.

  After all, the people in the district team are not from the main force. At least Meng Fanxi doesn’t even know that 1 zhang is approximately equal to 3.3 meters!

Fortunately, after he said this, everyone understood, even though they were just converting his twenty or so feet.

Qian Chuan'er and his men, who were on a high point, peeked out from behind the rocks and found the Japanese soldier lying behind the corpse with his hands covering his head.

This is definitely it! I have never seen anyone who covers his head with his hands and acts like he is afraid of death after he dies!

"I'll do it!" Bian Xiaolong shouted.

Just when Bian Xiaolong leaned out a little with the box gun in his hand, Wang Chuan, who was in charge of the lookout, suddenly shouted, "Go back quickly!"

Hearing Wang Chuan's shout, Bian Xiaolong instinctively shrank back. At this moment, a gunshot was heard from the opposite side, and a bullet hit the big rock where Bian Xiaolong was hiding and flew over!

  The flying lead bullet had already scraped the stone, making a clanging sound and splashing a streak of sparks!

"Everyone be careful, there are Japanese soldiers behind the rocks below, and there are more than one!" Wang Chuan shouted.

The Japanese army had failed in two attacks and had finally learned a lesson this time. They adopted a step-by-step approach, but some Japanese soldiers hid directly behind the rocks on both sides of the road below.

In fact, in the current situation, the Japanese army just needs to stay away from them. If they get closer to them, the situation will be similar to street fighting. However, if this is the case, it will be more difficult for the people on the mountain to show their heads and shoot.

"Big idiot, throw another grenade at that guy!" Qian Chuaner yelled.

Da Laoben, who had returned to Wang Chuan's side again, reached out to touch the grenade he was carrying, but his hand stopped.

How could Da Laoben not understand that the workmanship of the Eighth Route Army's grenades was definitely inferior to that of the Japanese Army?

So before he climbed up the big rock, he left all the grenades down there. Now there were only three grenades left in his bag.

Da Laoben took out one, weighed it, but couldn't bear to throw it away.

It’s not even noon yet!

There is no doubt that hand grenades are more important in this battle. Da Laoben certainly knows that it is not worth it to use a hand grenade to kill a wounded Japanese soldier!

If he is given enough grenades, as long as he survives, he will be able to prevent the Japanese army from rushing over!

"What's wrong? Are you running out of grenades?" Wang Chuan, who was with him, noticed his embarrassment and said, "Let's find a way to pick up the grenades and guns on the road later."

Although Wang Chuan also knew that even though the mountain road was now filled with Japanese guns and ammunition from the bottom to the top.

  But it was not that easy for them to get those weapons back. The Japanese were not pushovers, and their guns were aimed at them!

"No." Big Stupid responded to Wang Chuan, but he was reluctant to pull out the pin of the grenade.

He turned his head, looked around, and suddenly shouted, "Who has a small stone? Throw me one."

When Da Laoben shouted like that, there happened to be a lot of small stones next to Captain Zhang. He picked up one, shouted "Catch it!" and really threw the stone towards where Da Laoben was.

Speaking of Da Lao Ben's skills, Wang Chuan, who was right next to Da Lao Ben this time, had a real experience of it.

It seemed that the stone thrown up by Captain Zhang was too low, but Da Laoben turned around, put his hand on the stone, did a one-handed push-up with his left hand, and reached out with his right hand to scoop up the stone.

"Is one piece enough?" Wang Chuan, who had already understood Da Laoben's intention, asked.

The old fool said "Yeah".

While Da Lao Ben was asking for the stone, both the enemy and us had stopped shooting.

The reason was that the Chinese soldiers refused to show up, and the Japanese troops who attacked upwards hid anyone who could, except for those who died.

The Japanese troops at the foot of the mountain naturally knew that their people had not been completely killed, so they would not fire their guns or artillery to avoid accidentally hurting their own people.

  But who could have imagined that in this silence filled with infinite murderous intent, what caused the gunfire again was actually a small stone thrown from a high place!

It is said that a stone should be thrown in a parabolic trajectory, but in the eyes of the bystander Wang Chuan, the stone was thrown directly in a straight line by the big stupid.

Then the stone accurately hit the head of the Japanese soldier who was still hiding behind his dead companion, or it could be said that it hit the guy's hands that were covering his head!

Wang Chuan just took a glance and then retracted his head. At this time, he heard the guy's screams.

And then, Wang Chuan heard gunshots.

Unable to hold back any longer, Wang Chuan peeked out from the other side of the boulder, and saw the Japanese soldier 30 meters away rolling over on the ground with his hands covered in blood, then being shot and falling down again!