Anti-Japanese sniper action

Chapter 562 What's going on over there
He kicked casually, and the guy spattered out a mouthful of blood.Captain Guizi gritted his teeth in pain and wanted to bite Zhao Zilong's foot.

Zhao Zilong moved away and kicked the leader of the devil's crotch, and the guy started crying and howling again.

At this time, the team member with a foot injury ran out from the other reeds. He saw the corpses all over the ground, his face turned pale with fright, and he quickly reminded: "Brother Long, there seems to be another devil coming in the distance, hurry up and leave!" .”

Zhao Zilong looked up, and sure enough, he saw a group of khaki figures running from the far river bank.

He immediately sent the devil captain back to his hometown to meet the emperor.

Afterwards, Zhao Zilong picked up a handful of [-] caps, bastard boxes, and some bullets, and ran to pick up the player on his back and ran away.
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That afternoon, Zhao Zilong and the team members found a shack in a remote place by the river.

The shack was built on the bank of a river ditch, and it was covered with weeds, so it would be difficult to find without searching carefully.

There was an old man with long and messy hair inside.

When the other party first saw the two blood-stained people, they were shocked, and then they heard Zhao Zilong speak Chinese, so they let them in.

Zhao Zilong asked the team member to sit down first, helped the other party deal with the injury briefly, and then communicated with the old man.

It turned out that the other party was a fisherman, and his son, daughter-in-law, and grandson were all shot and killed by the devil on the bank of the Yangtze River.After this person returned from the sea, he made his home here, saying that it was so that he could dream of his relatives every day.

The old fisherman heard that Zhao Zilong and the two were good men who killed devils, so he left them here for dinner.Zhao Zilong couldn't make excuses and gave the old man a silver dollar.

In the middle of the night, a group of devils came to search. The old fisherman asked Zhao Zilong and his team to hide under a broken boat.

The wreck was upside down on the water, with a small confined space underneath.

The river was icy cold, Zhao Zilong and the others persisted in the cabin for half an hour, until the old man came and told them to come up.

However, after Zhao Zilong returned to the shore, he suddenly thought of something again.

Because the team member had just bandaged up and sensed that there was no movement within a few kilometers, Zhao Zilong simply stayed and rested.

After eating, it was already dark, so Zhao Zilong sneaked back under the wrecked boat.He touched it carefully, and sure enough, he found something.

He took out his dagger and carefully dug it out. He felt that the thing had edges and corners, and there seemed to be patterns carved on the surface.

He immediately lit the fire and took a photo, it turned out to be a blue tripod with two ears and four legs!
"Why is there a cauldron here?" Zhao Zilong raised his eyebrows, and his heart suddenly rose to his throat.

Although the bronze tripod in his hand is a bit larger and lighter than the one he crossed over, and although he is not sure whether this bronze tripod is related to the nine bronze tripods that depict the treasure map, Zhao Zilong's The heart is still excited.

Suddenly, he heard movement outside, and quickly hid in the grass.

Under the moonlight, I saw the team member with a foot injury limping out, urinating, and finally walking back to the shack.

Withdrawing his eyes, Zhao Zilong stared at the larger bronze tripod in his hand for a long time, his eyes flickering.

Finally, he put the bronze tripod back to its original place, and went back to the hiding place arranged by the old man to sleep.

However, when he wanted to use a special method of breath adjustment to rest, he felt that the player with a foot injury turned over from time to time, as if he was not sleeping soundly.

Zhao Zilong guessed that the other party might be suffering from a wound or seeing Wang Yongzhi and other team members sacrificed, so he ignored it.

Just when he fell asleep in the middle of the night, Zhao Zilong's ears moved suddenly and his eyes opened, because he heard a strange sound coming from the distant river.

He listened carefully, and found that it was the cry of a baby, and the cry of a woman, intermittently, as if being controlled by something.

At this time, the old fisherman and the team member also woke up.

Zhao Zilong asked, "Uncle, what's going on over there?"

"Oh." The old fisherman's face darkened, he sighed sadly, and replied, "I don't know which family's wife and children have suffered. Such a voice is probably tied up by the little devils and ready to be thrown into the river." Feed the fish."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Zilong's face changed, and he immediately picked up his rifle and pistol, and said to the team member with the injured foot, "You are here, I'll go and see."

The team member hesitated for a moment.

"Don't go, don't go." Seeing this, the old fisherman was frightened and waved his hands quickly, persuading him, "Master of the National Army, the devils set up a conspiracy to lure those guerrillas who are active at night. Go up A troop came to rescue them, but in the end they were taken over by the little devils?"

"Yes, those are Battalion Commander Wang's eldest brother and the others."

The guerrilla nodded and said with a heavy face: "That time, we sacrificed a total of 23 people, and only one survived by lying in the mud and breathing with reeds."

"What weapon did the devil use?" Zhao Zilong stopped asking the old fisherman this time, and asked the team member directly.

"Generally speaking, they use [-] big guns, but they use heavy machine guns to deal with us." The team member said with some fear when thinking about the previous encounter.

"That kind of old stuff? It's almost 100 years old."

Zhao Zilong couldn't help sneering: "It seems that the little devils are also swollen faces to pretend to be fat, and they won't last long."

"Who said it wasn't."

The team member said: "The sacrificed Battalion Commander Wang Yongzhi also said the same, but the little devils bully us, it is the disunity of the Chinese people."

"You stay here."

Zhao Zilong heard the shouting in the distance getting louder, and immediately said: "And you give me some bullets."

"Okay." The team member nodded immediately, "I'll keep more than 20 rounds, and I'll give you the rest."

"Master!" At this time, the old fisherman said again: "You have to retreat when you are done fighting, and retreat far away in the end, don't let them find you."

"Understood. I won't run this way." Zhao Zilong replied, his body had already started to move.He put all the bullets in his backpack, put his rifle on his back, and held a pistol in his hand.

After leaving the shack, he used the moonlight to identify the direction, and he used the fastest speed to lurk in the direction of the shouting.

When he was close to the shouting sound, he hid in the weeds and found two dim lanterns by the river in the distance.Under the light, a few devils stood, and on the ground there were five or six sacks filled with people.

The cries and cries that came out at this time were from a mother and child who were about to be put into sacks.

There were three or four pairs of mother and child beside them, and their expressions were almost numb.

Chinese people's thinking, as long as others can bear it, they can accept it, even if it is humiliation, even death.

They sadly believe that this is also a kind of fairness.Anything is acceptable as long as it is "fair".

And the devils who tied and filled them next to them were no more than four or five people at best.

(End of this chapter)