Before anyone else could react, the first person to touch the handle of the machine gun mounted on the roof of the truck was the Japanese on the truck.
This experienced soldier sensed the danger. In the city they occupied, they fell into a camp composed entirely of Chinese people.
What counts at this time is courage. Whoever dares to touch the handle of the gun and pull the trigger first will take advantage of it. As for whether the Japanese army will reinforce them, and whether those who can survive when the reinforcements arrive...
...Those are all secondary. The main thing is to make the Chinese people in front of you feel scared.
"Indiscriminate shooting!"
The moment he saw Miyamoto Aketetsu being stabbed with a bayonet and hanging on the rifle on his tiptoes, he rushed towards the front of the car. He just touched the handle of the machine gun before he adjusted the direction and exerted all his strength.
To pull the trigger, use the machine gun to spray out flames...
Snapped.
The Mosin Nagant on the watchtower fired first, and the bullet turned into a point of light in the night sky, directly hitting the Japanese soldier holding the machine gun handle. Then, the Soviet girls on the watchtower quickly pulled the bolt and loaded the gun, and the second shot knocked down one person again!
Najib is a soldier with great combat experience. He took the lead several times in the battle to occupy the Northeast. He knows that as long as the Chinese are at a disadvantage and let the Chinese know that they are life-threatening warriors, the war can be won.
This was how the Northeast was captured back then.
But!
This time, he encountered a tough problem.
Lao Xu and his gang are dedicated to fighting and ruthless gangsters. When nothing happens, the behavior they use to temper themselves is to pull up their cotton pants and cut the flesh from their thighs in the middle of winter. In this case, you can rob them.
First move?
bass.
Si Baozi pulled the bayonet and the rifle back, pulled the bolt on the way, raised it again, and pulled the trigger without thinking.
boom.
He is willing to die in battle, willing to lie on the battlefield during the war with the Japanese. Even if this battle may not be recorded in history, and no one may remember his name, dying like this is better than letting the Japanese be locked up in a laboratory.
Much stronger.
Yes, for Si Baozi, who carries more than a dozen lives on his body, all he cares about is how he dies.
Not to be outdone, Xu Ruifeng pulled out the Borchardt C93 from his cuff. The gun seemed to have no recoil in his hand. After firing two shots, the muzzle of the gun did not even jump under Old Xu's huge control, and he was snatched away instantly.
Two lives were lost.
In the dark night, long rifles poked out from behind the prison guards who had been completely stunned. After taking aim, they silently launched a sneak attack on a car of Japanese soldiers under the light of searchlights.
They are all death row prisoners, heading for the same fate as Si Baozi. This is a ship with no way out!
Snap, snap, snap, snap...
Continuous gunshots were heard, and the Japanese howled miserably in the truck. Two death row prisoners standing behind Xu Ruifeng in police uniforms also fired. The windshield of the driver's seat was shattered, and the people inside were bare-faced.
He was shot twice.
After a few breaths, the air became quiet.
Si Baozi swayed his body like a wild boar towards the back of the car. After climbing up on the tires, he stabbed the hearts of the Japanese with bayonets one by one. Anyone who groaned or could still move would be stabbed to death.
situation.
"Master Xu, it's done!"
Si Baozi stood in the back of the truck and smiled honestly. Xu Ruifeng stepped on the front of the truck and stood on the roof. In the prison surrounded by high walls, he shouted: "Open the cell door!"
Click!
Gala Gala......
The cell door of the prison area was opened, and people wearing prison uniforms came out holding a stack of leaflets and numbered papers.
This group of people seemed to be frightened by the gunshots just now. Some looked around, while others lowered their heads and did not dare to look up, for fear that they would see something and be blown into it. It might be a whirlpool that cannot be stopped by human power.
"Everyone listen!"
Lao Xu suppressed everyone's thoughts with his voice and attracted all the attention. He stood on the tall front of the car, with the fallen machine gun under his feet, and stretched out a finger: "Everyone knows what happened.
Bar?"
How could we not know? The editors-in-chief alone have been working in prison all afternoon, so who wouldn't know?
"They are all gentlemen who carry sins and have a penis in their crotch, right?"
Xu Ruifeng raised his head and glanced at the crowd, shouting: "Then lift your fucking heads!"
boom.
After Lao Xu fired his gun into the sky, many prisoners were frightened by the sound of the gunfire and all raised their heads. There were hundreds of people in the darkness.
"Lift your head up, put your mind in a right place, and think about how we, Mr. Xu, treat you every day!"
"Think again of your own prison terms."
Xu Ruifeng stretched out his hand and said, "Do you all know Ga Yazi?"
"When I was 14, I was grabbing a bag on the street, and I was caught by the Fengjun police. After I was arrested, I ignored him. Now the Japanese have occupied the Northeast, and no one even pays attention to him. A thief was imprisoned for six years.
It’s been half a year and I still don’t know how long I will be detained, so why?”
"And you old people who have been in prison have all seen people entering Beiman Prison. Who has seen people being let out?"
As soon as these words came out, all the prisoners began to look left and right. Those within the sentence were all looking at the expressions of others, while those outside the sentence all lowered their heads.
They also want to let them out, but who cares?
Before Lao Xu came, whenever you were about to serve your sentence, as long as you asked, the prison guard would definitely say: "There is no document from the higher ups." Then he would send it to you. If you tried to talk more, the prison guard would stare at you and yell, "Keep talking nonsense."
Believe it or not, I will send you to the mine?" If the prison guard is in a bad mood, he will shoot him if he raises his hand. Who treats prisoners as human beings?
"Listen up, if the Japanese won't let you go, I will. However, I only guarantee that you can walk out of the prison gate. As for whether you will be captured in the future, I don't care. But even here, I have to
I want a favor from you!"
"Have you got all the flyers in your arms?"
"Have you heard everything about the flyer?"
"I don't need you to do anything else. When you are running home with leaflets, you can scatter them for me along the way. When you see a house, throw it in. When you pass by the yard, throw it in. But if there are any, just hide them.
The Japanese on the street, don’t let me let you go with your front legs, and let your back legs collapse, so you might as well stay in the cell.”
boom.
This group of gangsters actually burst into laughter when faced with the issue of life and death, as if this was the true nature of the gangs and lakes.
"Master Xu, can we take action against the Japanese?"
I don’t know who said something in the corner.
Xu Ruifeng immediately responded: "I don't care, that's your own choice. If you want to kill two Japanese people to satisfy your hatred, I give you a thumbs up. One day our old Xu will be a prisoner, and I will call you my father."
Don't fool me with your words. In this life, I, Mr. Xu, have seen many cows, and they are all flying in the sky."
After saying these two sentences, the laughter became even louder, and someone asked again: "Master Xu, why did you let us go?"
"Why?"
"Look down and see what the flyers in your hands say!"
"It's Tianwang Mountain!"
"My father and mother are buried at the mouth of a mountain stream outside Tianwang Mountain. I only know that my father came here when he came to Guandong. His ancestors should be from Shandong. I don't know where exactly, so I can just assume that I have no ancestors. But we don't have ancestors.
You can't disrespect your parents, right? These bastards won't even let my father live in peace, do you think I can make it easier for them?"
Raising his head, Xu Ruifeng looked at the dark sky like a curtain, and asked again: "You have parents, right?"
"If your parents' hometown was bullied by Japanese, would you be able to bear it?"
In an instant, the cheerful atmosphere just now disappeared, replaced by a rapidly spreading depression.
This group of people have been here for several years, and their parents have been bullied by the Japanese outside for a long time. But now, knowing that freedom is right in front of them, they don't have the courage of Xu Ruifeng!
Sometimes, when we see people who are stronger than ourselves, we are envious, but sometimes when such people stand in front of us, we feel guilty, and there is a problem in our minds that we can't change, and that problem is called - "Practice"
Why am I inferior to others?
"Okay, it won't take long for the Japanese to pounce on me. Listen carefully. I'll wait for them here. You can run home without any worries. As for the future... we'll talk about it later."
"Open the door!"
Bang.
There was a loud noise, and the huge black iron door in front of the prison slowly opened. The prisoners were a little confused when they saw the freedom outside the iron door, and they were too timid to take a step forward.
Si Baozi groaned: "If you don't leave yet, are you waiting for the Japanese to come and arrest you?"
After saying these words, as if Yama was urging them to do something behind them, the prisoners ran out and looked back at Xu Ruifeng and Si Baozi as they ran, as if they couldn't believe it was true.
And Lao Xu, until this second, had not expressed his truest thoughts.
When everyone ran away and only a few prison guards remained, Xu Ruifeng finally relaxed. He put his hands to his mouth and shouted to the sky: "Blow up the prison~~~~"
