"Hey, Shou Fu, let's fight. We can't just sit there and do nothing." Sha San waited for a while, but he still didn't hear Duan Er and the others shoot.
"What are you in a hurry for? Now that you are showing up, the devils are targeting this place. You don't want your dog's head anymore?"
"Is it that accurate? I still don't believe it." Sha San picked up the machine gun, placed it on the slope, and aimed at a Japanese soldier who was dodging left and right. Before he could fire, he heard "Chang" on his helmet.
With a sound, he was also knocked to the ground.
"Shasan, Shasan." Shoufu watched Shasan being knocked to the ground and lying on his back, feeling a little dazed, so he crawled over to help him.
"I've been shot, I've been shot." Sha San touched all over his body and couldn't find any bleeding.
"It's okay. The bullet hit the top of your helmet and the paint was wiped off. Let me see, don't call me Sha San from now on. Just call me Sha San." Shoufu said with a smile.
"It's okay." Sha San took off his helmet, looked at it, and found a white mark, "Oh, it's so dangerous. There is smoke coming from our ancestral graves. If you survive a disaster, you will be lucky. Maybe there will be a fight."
If the little devil is gone, can I be promoted?"
"Stop daydreaming, Silly San." After finishing speaking, Shou Fu held the machine gun in his arms, stood up and swept towards the Japanese with a "click, click, click". He didn't care whether he hit or not, turned around and pulled Sha San, "Let's get out quickly."
Well, the Japanese are less than a hundred meters away from us."
Shou Fu and Sha San had just run a few steps when they heard a gunshot. Then they only heard the Japanese shooting at the cliff, but did not hear the gunshots of Duan Er and others.
"What's Duan Er doing? Let him take cover, and only three of them will shoot at once?" Shoufu complained as he ran.
"Yes, I should be allowed to take cover. Then my machine gun will hit the enemy so hard that they can't even lift their heads."
"Stop bragging and run away."
Kosaka was so angry that he screamed, "These Chinese will run away if you hit them, and they will ambush you if you chase them. With the sound of a gunshot, three soldiers fell down. They were either gods or ghosts. Kosaka was so angry that he didn't bother to do anything.
Ignoring the machine guns directly ahead, I ordered all the soldiers to bypass the hillside on the right and attack the cliff.
Duan Er squatted behind the slope with a rifle and asked Zhang Long and Zhang Hu: "How is it? Did you two hit the Japanese this time?"
"I hit him, and the Japanese man fell to the ground motionless." Zhang Hu said in surprise.
"I was also hit, but it seems that the Japanese is not dead and is still crawling on the ground." Zhang Long said with some regret.
"Not bad, not bad. This time, your gunshots are in sync with mine. From now on, we will be called Three Devils in One Gun - Three Ghost Slayers. What do you think?" Duan Er was very satisfied with the performance of his two apprentices.
"Okay, I will follow Brother Duan to fight the Japanese and become famous. I like it." Zhang Hu said.
"Next time I have to shoot my head with one shot, otherwise I won't be worthy of the title of Three Heroes." Zhang Hu has quite high requirements for himself.
"Listen to my order and prepare to aim and strike quickly."
"yes."
"Three, two, one, fire!" The three heroes stood up together and raised their guns, but no Japanese were seen.
"Brother Duan, is there no one there?"
"No, the Japanese are taking a detour, let's retreat!" Duan Er said, holding his rifle and ran towards Battalion Commander Leng's position.
The two brothers were very cooperative and didn't ask too many questions. Following Brother Duan, the three of them formed a formation to cover each other and evacuated the cliff.