In the pitch-black night, the only sounds left in the hot and humid jungle were the chirping of various insects and the thick mist.

In the jungle less than a hundred meters away from the mountain road, Qin Shouzheng and Zhou Guochang each carried a heavy bamboo basket. In the hand of the former, he was holding a Browning high-power pistol that was always ready to fire, while the latter held a heavy bamboo basket on his back.

In his hand, he held an Enfield rifle.

In the middle of the two people in front and behind them, the British businessman Luke, in addition to carrying his own backpack, also carried an Enfield rifle that was regarded as a fellow countryman.

In his hands, he held a silver-cased pocket watch-style luminous compass and the Browning high-power pistol that belonged to him.

A hundred meters away, on a mountain road in the forest that was no more than two meters wide, a donkey was walking slowly with two large black pots on its back. On the left and right wooden frames used to fix the black pots, there were also two wiping lamps hung on each.

Clean kerosene lamp.

Behind the donkey's buttocks, which was not illuminated by the light, Captain Liang, who was wearing a bamboo hat made of banana leaves on his head and a tarpaulin on his shoulders, was holding the extended reins in one hand, and the other was hidden in the shadow of the black pot.

His hand is always holding a box gun that can be fired at any time.

But only twenty or thirty meters behind him, the unarmed Wei Ran hunched over the weeds on the roadside, silently following the two hazy yellow lights in front of him.

When the donkey slowly walked to the intersection of the forks, the mountain col swallowing up the road ahead was pitch black, like a huge monster with its mouth open waiting for prey.

After a short pause, Squad Leader Liang took a deep breath, bent down to pick up a stone, and knocked lightly on the edge of the large iron pot.

"clang--!"

The low humming sound spread far and wide on this quiet road, and the birds that had been resting in the canopy of trees on the roadside also flew up in large numbers.

"clang--!"

With the second knock, the chirping of insects on the roadside also stopped. The dark barren mountains and ridges also seemed more and more dead.

"clang--!"

After the third knocking sound was completely absorbed by the vegetation around the mountain road, Squad Leader Liang decisively threw away the stone in his hand, patted the donkey's butt moderately, and ordered it to speed up slightly.

However, before he had gone far, the clear sound of horse hooves was heard directly in front. As the sound got closer and closer, two beams of flashlight light also shone on the faces of Squad Leader Liang and the donkey.

superior.

However, before the men on the two horses could get off, a series of crisp gunshots suddenly came from the jungle on the roadside!

Under the not so intensive gunfire, one of the people on the horse fell down. The horse under his butt was also frightened by the gunshot in the buttocks. It screamed and ran away, and by the way, its owner was also killed.

Throw it off and throw it ruthlessly into the mud.

This was not in the plan. The gunfire still did not stop. The man on the second horse was about to raise his weapon when he was hit in the chest by Squad Leader Liang who had been on guard for a long time. At the same time, from the road,

The bullets fired from the jungle nearby also hit the horse under his butt like a swarm of swarms.

In contrast, Wei Ran, who had been following at the end from beginning to end, did not fire. Not only did he not fire, he even took advantage of the confusion and took a few steps back.

"Stop fighting! Stop fighting!"

Squad Leader Liang shouted angrily several times. When the gunfire stopped, he also blew out the oil lamp on the donkey with a sullen face, led it to the roadside and tied it to a tree.

"Who asked you to shoot!"

Squad leader Liang ducked into the jungle on the roadside and asked with a gloomy face.

"It's him!" Tan Shouzheng and Zhou Guochang unanimously identified Luke, the British businessman who shot first.

"I shot because I was worried that those two bastards would hurt you."

Luke explained in Chinese that was seriously out of tune, but no matter how sincere his tone was, and whether it was squad leader Liang, the younger Qin Shouzheng or even Zhou Guochang, they all knew very well that this British man was just doing a business, one for two.

business!

In other words, he didn't care about Squad Leader Liang's life or death at all! Because everyone knew that there were four people who were chasing him and Zhou Guochang!

Just now or even now, if those two people were around, just one shot would have killed Squad Leader Liang! Because he was the only one like the protagonist, shrouded in the light of two kerosene lamps and two flashlights!

But this British businessman has no fear at all, because he clearly knows what these people in front of him want most!

"I'm very sorry"

Luke's tone became more sincere, "I'm really worried about them hurting you. When we get to Mansi, how about I ask the commander of the British army to send you some extra quinine as compensation?"

Before he could finish his words, Qin Shouzheng had already raised the pistol he borrowed from Zhou Guochang and pointed the gun at Luke's head.

"Put down the gun!" Squad Leader Liang raised his hand to suppress the weapon that Qin Shouzheng had just raised. He took a deep breath and pointed at the opponent's backpack and said, "At least two boxes."

"No problem, of course!" Luke promised with a smile.

"Monitor, you..."

"Shut up!" Squad Leader Liang lowered his voice slightly, "Where is Wei Ran?"

Wei Ran was naturally not interested in listening to their chat at this time. As soon as Squad Leader Liang put out the kerosene lamp, he had already walked around the two beaten corpses and picked up the two corpses as quickly as possible.

The metal flashlight went out and quickly changed positions.

It wasn't until he was sure that no one shot at him twice that he breathed a sigh of relief. He crawled next to a corpse, picked up his weapon in the dark and threw it over his shoulder. He also took out the metal book.

He stabbed the corpse with a Mauser bayonet in the neck.

After rolling and moving to the second enemy who was still panting, Wei Ran also stabbed it in the neck and belly, and then stood up, carrying the weapon he picked up from the first corpse.

He quickly rushed towards the direction from which the two horses came.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Only two hundred meters away, he saw some hazy firelight behind the rocks on a hillside on the side of the road.

I carefully touched it and found that a simple shack had been built with banana leaves. The shack was not only covered with banana leaves, but also hung with a mosquito net, and even used two pieces of muddy rainproof canvas and a utility model.

A small stove was surrounded by large hidden stones.

At this time, not only were there two British lunch boxes heating canned fish and two Japanese lunch boxes cooking rice on the stove, but there were also several British enamel kettles hanging next to the stove.

Even, in a canvas bucket under the mosquito net, there were some tropical fruits that I didn’t know where they came from, as well as two multifunctional knives that looked familiar to me. And the two tarpaulins in the tent were used as pillows.

Each pocket contained at least four or five kilograms of rice.

Without leaving in a hurry, Wei Ran used the light from the stove to look at the weapon he had just picked up.

Just like Zhou Guochang said at the beginning, these people are indeed using flower traps, and they are indeed not flower traps. They can even be classified as high-quality products from flower traps.

To be more precise, this submachine gun and the anti-tank gun in the metal book can be regarded as relatives in a certain sense.

Because this is a Steyr-Solothurn S1-100 submachine gun that was nicknamed the "Rolls-Royce of submachine guns" in later generations.

He declined to comment on whether this gun was a Rolls-Royce submachine gun, but he knew that most of the weapons related to the Solothurn company were high-end goods that required a lot of work and effort. Of course, they were expensive.

And practicality, at least in light weapons, often cannot be equated.

Fortunately, this did not prevent it from being favored by Mustache and giving it a household name like "mp34", nor did it prevent the Japanese from imitating it and using this gun as a prototype to design a submachine gun that would make sows shake their heads when they see it.

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He pulled out the magazine and looked at it. As he knew, the submachine guns exported to China and Japan were all modified to use the 7.63x25mm Mauser pistol cartridge.

"Is it possible that they are still elites? It should be unlikely..."

Wei Ran muttered to himself, reloaded the magazine of his submachine gun, then reached out and took out a piece of fruit peel from the canvas bucket. After thinking for a moment, he added an extra handful of firewood to the bonfire, and then stood up to carry it.

He walked towards the direction he came from with his flashlight.

While softly calling the names of Squad Leader Liang and others, when he walked to the dead horse again, Squad Leader Liang had already used a kitchen knife to cut off a piece of the boss's flesh from the horse's corpse.

At this time, the two young men, Qin Shouzheng and Zhou Guochang, were busy stacking the loot on a tarpaulin spread on the ground. However, the British businessman Luke was helping Squad Leader Liang use the collected bananas to

Ye, wrapped the pieces of fresh horse meat and hung them on the donkey one by one.

Resisting the urge to beat Luke hard to make him less careful, Wei Ran walked to the side of the first corpse and turned on the flashlight again for a closer look.

This corpse wears a bamboo hat on its head and a cage base around its waist. If you just look at it here, it is almost difficult to distinguish it from the similarly short electric-free person.

But in addition to these disguises, he was wearing British military boots on his feet, and mosquito-proof gloves with Japanese characteristics on his hands. As for his chest, there was a leather ammunition bag fixed with side by side

Three spare submachine gun magazines.

After roughly tearing open the clothes of the corpse and inspecting it carefully, Wei Ran, who found nothing except identifying the species from the unique crotch cloth, finally just took off its ammunition pouch and carried it in his hand.

He turned around and walked towards the other corpse.

The corpse had been stripped clean by Zhou Guochang and Qin Shouzheng, and all the things were piled on the tarpaulin next to it, which made it a lot more convenient for him.

Compared with the devil just now, it only has a telescope, a box of rendan and a bottle of quinine on its body.

At this time, Tan Shouzheng and Zhou Guochang were thinking about how to distribute the loot they had just collected - especially the submachine gun.

"You two, stop arguing." As Wei Ran spoke, he had already handed over the submachine gun and ammunition bag he was carrying, "One for each of you."

"What about you?" Qin Shouzheng asked subconsciously, "He has never fought in a war. It would be a waste to give him such a good gun."

"I hit him accurately! I killed the first Japanese just now!" Zhou Guochang argued.

"Stop fighting"

Squad leader Liang, who had been busy just now, said, "The flower trap is for Wei Ran and Shouzheng. Guochang, since you can shoot accurately, use a long gun. It can hit farther than the flower trap. Let Shouzheng handle it later."

All the bullets in his gun will be evenly distributed to you.

We have just eliminated half of the enemies, and there are still two Japs left. By then we will all have tricks."

"Okay...okay"
To be continued...