Chapter 1006 Chapter 1015, Melee Killing Shotgun

If there is a saying that is very common in later generations to describe the old village chief, it would be: performing with his life! Yes, the old village chief is risking his own life at this moment, performing a performance involving life and death.

Was the old village chief afraid? He was really scared, and even his legs were shaking, but he was forced to interpret it into trembling with excitement. The old village chief had never studied acting, so he just regarded the Japanese in front of him as the real Eighth Route Army.

His usual attitude towards the Eighth Route Army was just words and actions. It could be said that he was performing in his true colors, but he was risking his own life. Of course, he was also betting on the lives of the district team and many villagers!

"District agency?" Sanada Ichiro's eyes suddenly lit up when he saw the old village chief again. District agency, this is a big target. If it is really found, then his promotion to major will be guaranteed. As for those who were deceived

The problem? He didn’t think that an ordinary old farmer would have much knowledge. Therefore, he always had a superiority in his heart and never thought that someone was lying to him.

"Great, we finally found an organization! Come on, take me there, let's go meet the district chiefs together!" Ichiro Sanada performed again, also sincerely.

At the location of the district team, Captain Han and the others are making preparations. The shotguns they brought have been quietly arranged in some locations. The brass fixed shotshells have also entered the barrel. There are also scattered shotshells on the side.

At the hand of the ammunition hand, the district team still uses the most traditional shotguns, which are modified from the old rifles. Fortunately, these rifles are of large caliber, and the shot scattering area is large.

The shotgun was in place, and a place was found for the elm cannon to be buried, revealing a dark muzzle that was also blocked by newly picked weeds. The elm cannon was fairly powerful, but its firing was a bit slow.

, there is no way to aim at the right time. However, it is better than nothing. You can still make money by running down and killing a Japs!

At the same time, on some paths up the mountain, the mines they brought were buried on the side of the road, with ropes and pedals camouflaged. There were even some bullet mines placed in front of the positions.

After finishing all this, a district team of guerrillas put on full-body Eighth Route Army uniforms and stood on the hillside, acting as sentries.

The location where the district team evacuated was actually only one kilometer away from the village occupied by the Japs, but it was separated by some hills. The Japs on the Fake Eighth Route were actually not far away from them, only seven or eight hundred meters away.

Everyone looked after each other and evacuated. In fact, they didn't stray too far from the Japanese stronghold.

"Comrades, let me tell you, we fought a little too hastily this time and did not cooperate well. When we join forces, coordination... yes, what the district chief said is coordinated command. Coordinated command,

Then we can destroy that stronghold..." The old village chief led the Japanese team and walked towards the district team, chattering as they walked, regardless of whether the fake Eighth Route Army next to them understood or not.

Ichiro Sanada was in the middle of the team, vaguely paying attention to the old village chief's words, but the dialect was very heavy and he couldn't understand it well. Moreover, as he walked, he had to pay attention to the surrounding terrain and the march of the team, as well.

He didn't pay much attention to what the old village chief said. After talking for a while, the old village chief seemed tired and just kept walking.

"Company commander, look, there!" Following the stream and bypassing a hill, Takajujiro saw the sentry standing upright and pointed it out to Ichiro Sanada.

"You have a very good stance. You look like an elite soldier. This is not what a small army on the Tubal Road can look like!" Ichiro Sanada glanced at the sentry and said in a low voice to Jiro Takaki.

"Comrades, come on, the district chief is on the mountain over there. The sentries on guard are so energetic!" As the old village chief spoke, he naturally quickened his pace and looked very excited. In fact, the old village chief's

His legs were trembling, and he could only stride forward to hide his nervousness at the moment.

"Comrades, hurry up and go find our main force! I really miss our leader. Everyone, cheer up!" Sanada Ichiro also issued the order in a timely manner, still using dialect Chinese.

Of course, the Japanese knew that this was a signal that they were about to attack, and they had to pay attention to leaving survivors alive when they attacked. After all, the district agency was worth their while.

"Captain, the Japs are coming!" The soldiers acting as sentries also saw the old village chief and others approaching from a distance, and shouted towards the back of the mountain.

"Everything is ready!" Captain Han vigorously wiped the box cannon in his hand as he spoke.

"I'll go up and have a look!" After Comrade Lao Yang finished speaking, he led two soldiers and walked up the mountain with his hands behind his back. He walked steadily and calmly, with a calm atmosphere, as if he didn't change his face despite the collapse of Mount Tai.

"Hurry up, the district chief is here to lend us a loan!" The old village chief didn't need a draft to tell lies, he just opened his mouth. Of course, the Japs didn't care about him at this time, and walked toward the encirclement even more excited than him.

"Comrades, don't worry about me and forget to fight the Japs..." The old village chief muttered in his heart as he walked forward, hoping that when the attack was launched later, everyone would not let the Japs go because they were concerned about him.

Speeding up, the Japanese continued to speed up. Ichiro Sanada even put on a warm smile. Even though they were still about 200 meters away from the top of the mountain where Comrade Lao Yang was, he smiled affectionately.

Plop... Why is there the sound of heavy objects falling into the water? I was paying attention to the Japs on the mountain when I suddenly heard the sound of falling water. I looked again and saw that the old village chief was gone?

"Old village chief, hurry up and hide in the water!" The pool is not big. It is a pool where streams flow back all year round. It is only five or six meters in diameter, but it is very deep. The old village chief who fell into the water heard the words of the younger generation of the village and hurriedly

I held my breath and plunged myself into the water. Fortunately, when I was a child, I went up mountains and rivers and developed my diving skills. Otherwise, I would be here today.

Together with a young man from the village, they stopped on a stone platform under the water. The two of them looked up at the sky, looking at the water surface more than one meter high. There was a gurgling sound in their ears, and they didn't know what was going on above.

After staying for about five or six seconds, countless debris suddenly fell on the water surface, making the ripples on the water surface look like rain, making it difficult for the two of them to see clearly. Then, they saw one by one.

The steel balls fell slowly from the water, and they were so dense that they were really just like raindrops.

The old village chief stretched out his hand, and immediately three black and oily steel balls fell on his hand. If he looked carefully, he could see traces of blood melting from the steel balls into the water.

It seems that these steel balls fly out through the human body. Not to mention, you still have to use a shotgun to kill enemies in close combat.
Chapter completed!