Bring a system to fight against Japan

Chapter 126 Pursuit
Before and after the Heigulongdong mountain forest, flames spewed out from the muzzles of guns everywhere, and a group of sparrows flew up and squatted on the treetops, waving their wings and making a sound, and hundreds of ghosts bowed their waists, shaking their black shadows and running towards the hillside They shot and chased after them. Some devil soldiers were chasing with their guns on their short legs. When they tripped over something, they slipped and couldn't stand up. The hillside just rolled down...

The captain of the devil officer held a saber in his hand, and followed closely behind the team in the dark, blowing his beard and staring at his eyes, and saw that small black shadows rolled down screaming, swaying figures with their hips tucked away, and quickly dodged. Just ran out a few steps with short legs, slammed his head against a tree, plopped, fell down and turned a few somersaults, stopped slowly, got up with his hands on his waist, and dripped down his forehead blood, hurriedly spit out a few mouthfuls of black mud from his face and mouth, stretched out his short and thick neck and screamed...

"Give me the press..." He raised his saber and rushed up the hillside...

"Da da da…"

Fatty Zhao led dozens of people and retreated while beating. After the heavy rain, the muddy road in the mountains and forests was slippery, and the shoes were covered with a layer of black mud. Hitting the marbles, he stumbled and lost a lot of energy before he ran up the hillside. Fatty Zhao was out of breath and turned his head to look down the hillside. Waves of devils shot and rushed up after their buttocks. , I thought about it in my head, I can take advantage of the superior terrain on the hillside, first repel the little devil, and then turn around and retreat, shouting loudly...

"Brothers, take this guy and fire it with full firepower, and beat the little devil hard for me."

Dozens of guerrillas stopped and retreated, their figures hid behind old trees, with guns in their hands and headed down the hillside, and waves of little devils rushed up and fired back, firing bullets side by side. Hitting, bang bang hit the devil's head on the upper part of the body, blood spurted out along the muzzle of the gun, one after another plop fell down, rolled over and rolled down the hillside...

"Da da da…"

Fatty Zhao pulled the trigger continuously with his finger, and after shooting out the bullets in one shot, he saw the flames spewing out from the muzzle of the little devil's gun on the hillside, and saw that the crowd of devils rushed up and retreated slowly...

"Brothers, retreat..." Dozens of guerrillas turned their heads and ran down the other side of the mountain. A few minutes after the firepower point disappeared on the hillside, waves of little devils bowed their waists and rushed up with guns in their hands. …

"Da da da…"

The leader of the devil squad twitched his muddy face, stood in front of the devil team with a saber in his hand, looked around on the black hillside, there was no one, grinned and bared his teeth...

"idiot…"

A group of seventy or so guerrillas in the west was flanked by two devil squads on the left and right. After chasing their buttocks, they shot. In a catastrophe, seeing the dense swaying black shadows, speeding up the short legs, holding the barrel of the gun, the crowd ran past the head, Li Erdan let out a few breaths, the stone in his heart fell to the ground, slowly got up and spit out After a few mouthfuls of muddy water, the cat led dozens of people and quickly withdrew from the woods.

Dozens of people from the third guerrilla team, led by Zhang San, took every step of the way, hiding in the ravine every few hundred meters, or lying on the muddy field, observing whether there were any devils around, carefully dodging one by one The team moved as slowly and steadily as Mount Tai, without firing a single shot or sacrificing a brother. After walking day and night for two days, they arrived safely at Lijiazhuang, a dozen or so away, and temporarily settled down under the cover of the people in the village.

Wang Dahao took the fourth guerrilla team and ran to the south without incident for a few days, without encountering a team of devils, but at around four o'clock in the afternoon, when dozens of people were resting in the ravine, a Passing by the Soushan Devil Squad, they ran in by mistake and guarded the guerrilla fighters around. When they saw a crowd of devils rushing, they immediately raised the barrel of their guns with both hands, and fired continuously. The face hit, bang slammed on the little devil's head and chest, and knocked down the next row. As soon as the gunshot sounded, Wang Dahao jumped up, pulled out the pistol from the waistband of his trousers, and shot towards the rushing devil soldier, pulling shouted loudly...

"Brothers, there are little devils, retreat quickly..." Dozens of people got up one by one, quarreled with the barrels of their guns, pulled the trigger to shoot continuously, and the bullets flew straight into the bullets, hitting each devil's body. He fell to the ground with a plop, and while shooting for cover, he retreated towards the hillside...

"Da da da..." A hundred or so little devils, with gun barrels in their hands, galloped forward with short legs, shot forward in a messy formation, and shot bullets flying side by side, hitting the backs of the retreating soldiers with bangs. On the ground, the body leaned back and rolled down the hillside to sacrifice. Wang Dahao saw his brothers fall under the guns of the enemy, and he hurriedly gritted his teeth, pulled out the grenade, pulled the safety catch and threw it into the ravine. It fell into the pile of devils and exploded, and the flames exploded and collapsed a group of devil soldiers...

"Boom..."

Wang Dahao didn't expect that a single grenade would kill more than a dozen devils. The gang of little devils in the ravine couldn't do their best. If a grenade was thrown in, half of the little devils would be knocked down...

"Brothers all took out grenades for me and threw them down..."

Dozens of people in the guerrilla team held the barrel of a gun in one hand, and pulled grenades from the waistband of their trousers with the other hand, biting their teeth on the safety catch and pulling forcefully, throwing them down the slope into the ravine, and falling on the small road. The pot exploded in the crowd of devils in an instant, and the flames shot up a layer of soil. After the rumbling and thunder, the corpses of little devils collapsed.

More than half of the hundred or so devils fell down as soon as they threw the grenade down. The little devils who survived had their faces slumped, their heels were unsteady, and their bodies were shaking back and forth. , raised the box gun in his hand and yelled, shot and rushed down...

"Brothers, follow me and charge!" Dozens of guerrillas picked up their guns, hula-la rushed down the slope, and shot them side by side, hitting the little devil's helmet on the chest, jingling There was a continuous bang, and blood spurted out along the mouth of the bullet. Dozens of little devils in the ravine were shot by bullets before they could recover, and fell to the ground one by one...

"Da da da…"

The guerrilla fighters quickly eliminated all the little devils, bent over and bustled to replenish some ammunition.As soon as Wang Dahao led his brothers up the hillside, he saw with his big eyes that there were dense swaying figures on the east, west and south sides, bowing their waists, running, jumping and shooting over, there must be three or four hundred little devils , Wang Dahao grinned and shouted loudly...

"Brothers, retreat quickly..." Dozens of people retreated to the north while beating, and hundreds of little devils rushed from three sides with guns, chasing after the buttocks...

"Da da da…"

(End of this chapter)