Anti-Japanese sniper action

Chapter 327 I am a Chinese soldier
After Zhao Zilong went back to find Zhang Long and others, he quietly sneaked back to the original breakout place.

Along the way, he saw a small group of devils passing by, all holding guns and shouting about arresting Chinese soldiers.

His heart was tense, and he accelerated forward, but when he got there, he found that Wang Zhong, Zhou Battalion Commander and others were gone.

The corpses of several devils were left at the scene.

He guessed that when everyone broke through, the devils wanted to catch up, so they didn't have time to deal with it.

After thinking about it, Zhao Zilong followed the traces left by those battles all the way.

On the way, when he heard that some soldiers in the group of devils passing by said that some Chinese soldiers had been captured, his heart suddenly tightened.I wondered whether it was from Zhang Long's team or from Wang Zhong or Zhou Battalion Commander, so I couldn't help feeling worried.

He wanted to catch a devil to ask, but because he saw that the devils were in groups, he had to give up.

In the residential area with a radius of two to three kilometers in the north of the city, he went around a few times but couldn't find any brothers from the national army, and he was even more anxious.

"Ok?"

When Zhao Zilong walked near a half-collapsed second-story building, he frowned when he saw something written on the wall facing north.

After checking that there was no one around, he quickly ran over.

By the moonlight, he clearly saw the three numbers '262' written with stones on a wall brick.

Zhao Zilong's eyes lit up immediately.This was the mark they had agreed upon before breaking out and left on the wall. ''262' is the number of their regiment.

However, although he saw the mark left behind, he didn't know whether it was Wang Zhong or the team of Battalion Commander Zhou who left it.

After identifying it again, he saw that the mark was in the direction of the city wall in the north of the city, and thought that those brothers from the national army should have gone to that temple.

Because of the discovery, Zhao Zilong felt a little more at ease.He sensed his surroundings and found that the movement nearby gradually decreased. He thought it was dark, so the devils gradually reduced their actions.

So, Zhao Zilong sensed the movement around him, searched for those marks, and walked towards Mufu Mountain.

He walked two or three kilometers and saw the mark on the walls, on the roadside stones, and even on the telephone poles, so that even if he accidentally looked for it, he would still be able to see it.

At the beginning, he complained a little in his heart. After all, it was the brother in the national army who was so careless, so he would be discovered by the devils.

But then it occurred to him that the devil didn't understand anything based on this number alone.

Only later, he was a little worried, whether the mark would stay near the temple, or it might be followed by devils.

Finally, when Zhao Zilong bypassed many devil teams all the way and walked for two hours, when he came to the city wall of Shangyuan Gate, he didn't see the mark anymore, so he was relieved.

It was about ten o'clock in the evening at this time, and the waning moon was in the sky.

Zhao Zilong first hid in a house and observed the surrounding environment.He saw the city wall in the distance, with many gaps that had been blasted by artillery fire.

There were no ghost guards there, and there was no noise, it was quiet, so Zhao Zilong left the city easily.

Looking at a long and hazy mountain range in the distance to the north, Zhao Zilong walked for more than two hours, and finally came to a remote wilderness.

Under the night, he saw a slightly dilapidated temple in the distance.

When he got closer, he saw that the temple was not big, with three rooms and a large garden behind it.

Zhao Zilong remembered that Lang Tie had said that they met here, so he climbed over the wall and went into the garden to see if everyone was there. There are some pomegranate trees, peach trees and other fruit trees, as well as a few small vegetable plots.

It's just that he looked carefully several times, but he didn't find anyone there.

Suddenly, Zhao Zilong heard someone talking in the temple, and immediately approached quietly.

When he came to the side door, he leaned close to the door, poked his head out carefully and looked around. Under the oil lamp, he saw a middle-aged monk chanting scriptures in the hall.

After sensing that there was no one else, Zhao Zilong walked in gently.

"Master!" Zhao Zilong called softly.

When the middle-aged monk opened his eyes and saw Zhao Zilong, he was startled, and immediately stood up to run.

"Master! Don't be afraid, I'm Chinese." Zhao Zilong hurriedly held the other party with one hand and explained.

"You, are you Chinese?" The round-faced middle-aged monk stared at Zhao Zilong suspiciously.

"That's right. Didn't you hear that I was speaking in Chinese?" Zhao Zilong nodded and asked back.

"Then why are you wearing such a military uniform?" The middle-aged monk pointed to Zhao Zilong.

"Oh? You mean this?" Zhao Zilong saw that he was still wearing the khaki devil uniform.

"Master! I escaped from Nanjing City by pretending to be a devil." Zhao Zilong explained, and then said, "I am a Chinese soldier."

"Then which division do you belong to?"

"I belong to the 88nd Regiment of the 262th Division."

"Benefactor! What is your name?" The middle-aged monk asked Zhao Zilong after looking at him.

"My surname is Zhao." Zhao Zilong was a little stunned, but he still replied.

"Excuse me, is your name Zhao Zilong?" The middle-aged monk's eyes lit up and he asked again.

"That's right." Zhao Zilong nodded.

The middle-aged monk immediately put his palms together and said with a smile, "Benefactor Zhao! Your people have arrived."

"They're here?" Zhao Zilong's eyes lit up immediately, and he hurriedly asked, "Where are they? How many are there? Can you take me to see them?"

The middle-aged monk did not answer, but immediately ran out of the main entrance to take a look.Then he came back and said: "Benefactor Zhao! Please wait here for a while, I will call them out."

Although Zhao Zilong was a little surprised, he didn't say anything, just nodded.

When the monk walked into the back of the temple, Zhao Zilong followed behind quietly, and found that the monk was walking towards the big garden through the house behind.

After sensing that there was nothing abnormal in the distance, he was relieved, and couldn't help but admire the middle-aged monk's cautious approach, and then walked back to the original place to wait.

After about half a quarter of an hour, the middle-aged monk brought two people out. Zhao Zilong took a closer look and found that it was Wang Zhong and Lang Tie.

"Brother!" Wang Zhong happily ran over and gave him a bear hug.

"Brother Zhao!" Lang Tie also smiled.

"Brother Wang! Where are you hiding? Why can't I find it?" Zhao Zilong asked after nodding with them.

"We are hiding in a hole in the garden, of course you can't find it." Wang Zhong smiled, and then he raised his eyebrows: "Brother! Are you alone? What about Zhang Long and the others?"

"I got separated from them." Zhao Zilong lowered his eyebrows, pursed his lips, and briefly explained the situation at that time.

"Well. I hope they are all right, let's find here." Wang Zhong said with a serious face after hearing this.

(End of this chapter)