The war of resistance against mountains is heavy

Chapter 749 The Lonely Warrior

The sudden explosion plunged the Japanese army into temporary chaos, but with the end of the attack in the dark night, the Japanese army quickly became organized.

However, although the Japanese army also used a flashlight to see the direction of the grenade, when the Japanese army swarmed in, they had nothing to gain except seeing four of their companions being stabbed to death under a broken wall.

In the eyes of the Japanese army officers and soldiers nowadays, it is a matter of course to die for the emperor. They shouted "Long live the emperor", and that was the time when the blood of the beast was boiling and the adrenal glands were excited.

If I was shot suddenly at this time, I would die if I died, and I would even feel resentment. My contribution to the emperor is too small!
But when the soldier fell asleep, he was stabbed to death with a bayonet without anyone noticing, and was blown to death by a grenade that fell from the sky. No one knows when the god of death will come, how can this be Not creepy!

Unable to sleep, the Japanese army lit up several bonfires near the garrison and even an independent house with flashlights on. Only light can make the Japanese army feel more secure.

Under that light, the Japanese army searched the perimeter of the station and arranged more guard posts, but the person who attacked them was nowhere to be seen.

At this time, Shang Zhen, who was hiding in the dark, was looking at the flames not far away and the figures of the Japanese soldiers under the flames. He couldn't help feeling a little lucky in his heart, thanks to the fact that his hiding place was farther away!

At this moment, Shang Zhen was hiding in the attic of a two-story building, but a corner of the attic had been blown down in the flames of war, but he was looking out through the blown-down place.

Previously, Shang Zhen decided to attack the Japanese army and walked away for more than half an hour. It was because he adhered to the idea of ​​"if you want to advance, you want to retreat", and first found a hiding place for yourself.

Being chased by the Japanese army too many times, Shang Zhen didn't want to be chased away by the Japanese army like a rabbit after he finished attacking the Japanese army.

It's just that he didn't expect that this time the Japanese army didn't fire flares, but lit a few fires randomly, and there was even a house for lighting. If the hiding place he chose was closer, it would be difficult to guarantee the The house was also ordered by the Japanese army.

In that case, it doesn't mean that he will definitely be burned to death in this building by the Japanese army, but the situation is embarrassing if you think about it!

Seeing that the Japanese army stopped searching outside, Shang Zhen yawned. He decided to sleep for a while, sleepy and hungry.

But at this time, Shang Zhen suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness, he was tired, that kind of exhausted physically and mentally.

Searching for Gao Yuyan was fruitless, his companions were not around, Leng Xiaozhi was not around, his parents had already left him, now it was as if he was fighting against that fierce enemy by himself.

Alas, why did I get mixed up in this dunghill (part)?
Shang Zhen couldn't help feeling sorry for himself.

When he got here, he subconsciously touched the side of the door.

There is a gun beside him, which is the [-]-type rifle he used earlier. When he was looking for a foothold, he put the gun here.

The rifle was there, as was the box cannon on his body, so Shang Zhen felt at ease.

The Jiuxian said, Du Kang is the only way to relieve worries, while the soldier said, the only way to relieve worries is a rifle!

Shang Zhen tried his best to dispel the disappointment in his heart, then leaned against the wall of the attic and closed his eyes.

The long-term combat career has severely tempered Shang Zhen's nerves. When death becomes the norm, people will also despise life and death. If you are always cautious, you will definitely become crazy.

The Japanese army in the distance is still on guard carefully. For the Japanese army, it is doomed to have no sleep tonight. They just hope that the reinforcements from the south bank of the Huaihe River will come quickly, and some heavy weapons will also be brought over, so that they can consolidate their positions.

In fact, as far as both the enemy and us are concerned, the battle is not perfect. The 51st Army of the Northeast Army has built a line of defense within a hundred miles of the Huaihe River, but it can only fortify in key areas.

Conversely, this is not the case for the Japanese army, their strength is also limited.

Because of their limited strength, it is impossible for them to attack at multiple points on the hundred-mile-long defense line, nor can they only attack a certain point.

The former is really a waste of troops, while the latter is not a gamble, and if you only attack a little bit but you can't get it, wouldn't it be a gamble?
At this time, such a picture has already appeared.

The invaders with guns and ammunition in the distance are still trembling with fear, and nearby are the wreckage and ruins under the flames of war. On a dilapidated attic, a young Chinese soldier really fell asleep.

In the distance, his young face was slightly illuminated by the light of the fire, and he no longer had the fierce or calm temperament when he was fighting with the enemy on the battlefield.

In his sleep, he subconsciously hugged his shoulders because of the cold.

Killing an enemy is a laborious task, and he can't die if he doesn't use his strength. He sweated a lot.

And when the enemy was killed, the blood of the enemy was stained on his body. It was still warm at first, but later it became cool, and now the temperature is only about zero degrees. All of this is swallowing like an invisible beast. The heat in his body and mind.

At this time, he is more like a wanderer wandering outside, no matter where his mother or lover is, he seems so helpless.

It's a pity that now he can no longer expect anyone to give him warm and safe support. On the contrary, he must be a tree to support the sky behind him, women, children, old and young.

He is an adult now, but sometimes he doesn't feel it, he feels that he is also a child sometimes.

It's just that the passage of age depends on people's will?Now he must be a fearless brave man, even if he is smashed to pieces.

If he dies, I don't know if he will turn into a peach forest for the weak to shelter like the cane in the hand of the ancient Kuafu who chased the sun.

Perhaps this is the price of growth!

But in broad terms, what could he complain about when he was still breathing?
In this town that is almost in ruins, how many Dongbei Haoerlang have turned into cold corpses. As time goes by, their corpses and even their bones will disappear. Who knows what will happen next?They just want to prevent themselves and their countrymen from being subjugated slaves in this life.

Of course, the living continue to fight, and the dead return to the cold land at this moment. Is this the destination of everyone's life?Is it called One Hundred Years of Solitude?

This time Shang Zhen slept very deeply, which is called "deep sleep" in scientific terms.

At this time, it was so rare for him to be able to fall asleep for a while, even dreaming became a luxury, and he fell asleep like this, until at a certain moment he was awakened again by the sound of gunshots and explosions.

He suddenly opened his eyes, unexpectedly, he didn't see the fire from the collapsed attic, and he saw only the faintly bright sky.

What's the situation?Shang Zhen was a little puzzled.

The sky was only slightly bright that day, which was just after the darkness before dawn. Why was there no fire?
Shang Zhen touched the rifle beside him and crawled forward cautiously.

And when the attic could no longer constrain his vision, he was surprised to find that the fires that had been lit by the Japanese army had no flames, and even the house that was lit was still in the dim light of the sky. Braving white steam.

This is - the little devil killed it?

Thinking of this, Shang Zhen was suddenly overjoyed, and he turned back from the incomplete part of the attic.

The place where the attic was bombed was the southeast corner, and there was a small window in the northwest corner of the attic, on which the window paper that was torn off at unknown time was swaying in the breeze.

Shang Zhen then looked towards the northwest, and at this moment he saw the flames of the explosion and the bright line of tracer bullets piercing the darkness in the northwest corner of the town, where the sound of gunfire and explosions came from.

Uncle Wang and the others came back to find him?It was only when such an idea came up that Shang Zhen himself denied it.

First, this is not Uncle Wang, no, or this is not the fighting style of their group.Second, Uncle Wang and the others can't make such a big noise!

But then Shang Zhen felt a heat in his heart, and he suddenly understood that the Northeast Army began to counterattack!

Little Bengbu must not fall under the control of the Japanese army. The Northeast Army will take Little Bengbu back no matter what it says!

I am not alone. In this darkest moment of the Chinese nation, there are countless people from the Northeast, Northwest, South, Jiangnan and even all the Chinese who refuse to be subjugated slaves are building a new Great Wall with their own flesh and blood. Countless soldiers from all corners of the country are charging forward under the enemy's artillery fire!
You are not alone!

(End of this chapter)