Looking up at the towering cliffs, Ma Xingkong sighed: "It is indeed a good place. This kind of treasure land with mountains and water, it is a pity to bury those Japanese. I killed Xihuang and killed those turtles and bastards."
Throw it on the rocky beach!"
Everyone smiled slightly. Mu Yunchen gasped for air: "It's a good place for an ambush. If we find someone to plant bombs in those houses, we will definitely kill many!"
The scouts in front came back soon and said that Asahara Zhenhuang's team was still two or three miles away from Yingchou Stream. Ma Xingkong nodded and called out to dozens of brothers: "This time we are serious about it. I'm scared."
Quickly step aside, don't ruin my good deeds!" After waiting for a while, Ma Xingkong nodded: "Okay! It's all men! I'll say the ugly things first. In our line of work, it's possible to talk and laugh now, and later on.
I'll burp and catch cold after a while, but don't worry, ladies and children at home, I, Ma Xingkong, will definitely watch over you, don't talk nonsense, if you have the ability, just call on the Japanese and take action!"
Ma Xingkong and Mu Yunchen each led a group and climbed to the top little by little along the edge of the cliff, using wild grass and trees. Looking down from above, the thatched house was simply too small. Ma Xingkong suddenly felt that this place was
It's not a good place. Although it's condescending, it's too high. These brothers are all new gangsters, and their marksmanship is not very good. It's hard to say whether they can hit the target at such a high place.
Before they could adjust again, several bow-legged men wearing khaki military uniforms vaguely appeared on the mountain road in the distance. Ma Xingkong waved his hand, and everyone immediately hid in the grass. One, two, three..., Japan
More and more people climbed up from a ridge and continued walking in.
"Your Majesty, Major! We found an abandoned small village ahead!" The soldiers exploring the road immediately reported.
Asahara gasped for air, looked up at the two cliffs in front of him, and asked Hyoucao: "How far is it?"
Bing Cao hurriedly opened the map and pointed out their current location to Asahara Maara: "We are here now. This is Heixiazigou. We will be there in another twenty miles!"
Asahara Maara nodded: "Let everyone take a rest. This road is too difficult to walk. Send people to explore the village and we will go there to rest! Three Japanese soldiers entered the village. Ma Xingkong locked one and looked at it.
He opened the doors one by one to look at them, stabbing back and forth among the piles of firewood with his bayonet.
"Fight!" one of the minions asked Ma Xingkong. Ma Xingkong shook his head and whispered: "Tell the brothers, don't be anxious, watch my gestures, I will shoot before I shoot!"
The Japanese soldiers walked around the village to make sure there was no danger, and then they withdrew from the village and invited large troops to move in. Asahara Maara waved his hand, and the Japanese soldiers entered the small village. Someone cleaned out the relatively best hut as Asahara Maara.
Resting place. Asahara Maara was really tired. He came out early in the morning and kept walking all morning. He said: "Wake me up in half an hour." Then he went into the house to sleep.
The Japanese soldiers were tired and thirsty after walking, so they took advantage of the rest stall to wash themselves with the water in the pool and get some dry food to eat. Ma Xingkong could see all this clearly. He pulled the bolt of the gun and gently
He pushed the bullet into the chamber and slowly closed the bolt. He adjusted his breathing, getting closer and closer to peace.
A Japanese soldier patrolled back and forth. When Asahara Maara wanted to camp here, he felt something was wrong. If the Chinese ambushed here, it would be difficult for people like him to escape. Looking up at the cliffs on both sides, the top of the cliff
He had to find the root cause of any changes. Gradually, the Japanese, who were tired from walking, leaned against each other and took a nap.
"Bang!" A bright gunshot broke the tranquility of the afternoon. All the Japanese soldiers were agitated, hurriedly looking for their guns and carefully identifying where the gunshot came from!
Asahara Maara also got up from the bed in a hurry, stretched out his hand and pulled out his pistol: "What's going on? Where can I shoot?"
"Report to the Major, the soldier has been beaten to death!"
Asahara Maara and several soldiers came to Hyouso's body in person. The head continued to bleed, and the muscles in the legs were still shaking slowly. His eyes were round and there were long blood stains hanging from the corners of his mouth. "What's going on?
What's the matter? Where's the gunshot coming from?" Asahara Maara saw the soldiers looking up at the top of the cliff, and he also looked up.
It was only when I stood under a cliff that I realized what high means. When I looked up, I felt that the cliffs on both sides were like pillars holding up the sky. Ma Xingkong quickly changed bullets. When he saw the Japanese major running out of the room, he immediately raised his gun and took aim, waiting.
good time.
Because of fear, some Japanese soldiers crowded together with their companions as much as possible and kept shooting at the cliff. The stones and foam they shot fell down, which attracted the attention of many people.
"Bang!" Another shot was fired. Ma Ma turned around instinctively to look for the sound of the gunshot. A bullet grazed his arm and flew out. A blood groove appeared on his arm. A large amount of his clothes and flesh were scratched away.
The blood fell instantly. This time, Asahara heard clearly. Regardless of the injury on his arm, he drew out his sword and waved it upward: "On the top of the cliff, shoot! Shoot!"
The sound of gunshots like exploding beans immediately came to mind. What a pity! Because the height was too high, the hit rate was greatly reduced. After Ma Xingkong fired the shot, he immediately ordered the rest of the people to shoot with the brothers. Bullets on both sides were shooting in all directions.
Flying randomly. Many Japanese soldiers were killed in the village.
Asahara Maara was carried slowly down the battlefield and found a hidden place to continue shooting. Seeing his soldiers falling into a pool of blood one by one, Asahara became angry: "Bring the cannon and blast them! Quick!
"While fighting, he retreated into the house and used the thatched house to protect himself.
Ma Xingkong and Mu Yunchen attacked from both sides, and soon the Japanese army left more than a dozen corpses. After all, there was no advantage in numbers. After taking advantage, they waited for the Japanese to stabilize their position. Ma Xingkong immediately rushed to the pressure. At first
The Japanese guns couldn't reach them. Slowly, a few bullets were able to hit him. After a dozen people were dead, half of them were able to send bullets to him. The place where he had just been
, the withered grass has been broken, and the soil has been turned over.
Ma Xingkong glanced behind him. He saw that the Japanese were setting up their own mortars. He immediately adjusted his rifle and pointed the muzzle at the loaders. After five rounds of bullets, five loaders were killed at their posts.
Above. The gun battle between the two sides continued. It started at one o'clock and lasted for half an hour. Ma Xingkong suffered casualties. Three brothers were killed, five were injured, and two others ran away as soon as they saw the Japanese.
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Mu Yunchen felt a little anxious. He looked behind the Japanese and saw no sign of reinforcements.