Chapter 4: Those who do not invite disaster and do not cause trouble
On the railway line, a small group of Japanese troops are patrolling. This Japanese army group is fully equipped and even carries railway maintenance equipment on its back. It looks a bit like...
"Okamoto, have you heard that our troops have already reached Shanghai and are moving troops from North China to the South to support the war in Shanghai?"
Okamoto, who was in the queue, replied: "Do we still need to dispatch troops from North China? It seems that the fight in Shanghai must be very difficult, right?"
"How is that possible!"
"Don't you listen to the radio?"
"We almost wiped out all the elites of China in Shanghai. As long as Shanghai is captured, this country will no longer have any power to protect it. By then, maybe the war will be over."
"Stop making noise! You new recruits, don't you know that your voices will reveal your position to potential enemies?"
Faced with the squad leader's rebuke, several Japanese soldiers shut up. Among them, Okamoto was still dissatisfied and said in his heart: "Where are there potential enemies?"
In late autumn, fallen leaves slowly fell with the footsteps of this team. Just like the cherry blossom rain that these people love most, there is a feeling of colorful fallen leaves. But under these fallen leaves, in the dense forest they just walked through, a
His head poked out from the hole buried deep in fallen leaves.
The next second, Si Baozi, who looked like a wild boar, jumped out of the hole, grabbed the neck of the soldier at the end of the Japanese team with one hand, and raised a dagger with the other hand to directly stab the opponent's chest. At the same time,
His scream shocked everyone: "Ah!!!"
When the Japanese turned around, they saw Si Baozi dragging the body of the Japanese soldier back into the woods.
"Enemy attack!"
These Japanese soldiers quickly removed their firearms from their shoulders and fired wildly at Si Baozi's leaving figure - bang, bang, bang, bang.
The sound of several gunshots brought about the falling bark among the leafy woods. The psychedelic footsteps that Si Baozi had practiced in the mountains were like the wolf king who had lived in this land since he was a child.
In a flash, it completely disappeared into the dense forest.
The Japanese turned around and looked in shock. Seeing such a ghostly figure in broad daylight, they thought they had encountered a savage. Otherwise, how could they be so fast?
Boo!
A sound of firecrackers that was completely different from other firearms was heard on the opposite side of the railway. A cloud of blood mist burst out from the eyes of the Japanese squad leader who was looking back into the forest before he turned over and fell to the ground. Immediately afterwards, the Japanese faced him again with guns.
In the woods opposite the railway, some people seemed to see ape-like shadows dancing on the tree branches after pulling the bolts of their guns...
"There he is!"
Snap!
The moment the bullet tracked past, the ape-like figure turned and landed. The bullet flew to the top of the tree, and after picking up countless fallen leaves, if you look for it, you will never find that figure.
Quiet.
The deathly silence made this group of Japanese dare not move at all. Their men looked around with guns in hand, but they made the sound of guns colliding with kettles on their waists during the battle - click, click, click.
"Why are you shaking!"
A Japanese man yelled at Okamoto.
Okamoto opened his mouth in grievance. He was a college student. He studied railway engineering. He was sent to the Northeast to build railways before he graduated from college. Who has experienced such a thing? How can he not be shaken?
At this moment, watching from the treetops, a man jumped into the air and landed right in the center of the group of Japanese soldiers.
The moment the man fell, the leg fork in his hand penetrated the chest of a Japanese soldier along his shoulder, and he watched the man fall slowly in convulsions.
"ah!"
A Japanese chose to stab the man with a spear-headed bayonet. The man didn't turn around at all, and he really didn't see him. He pulled out his leg fork, followed the direction he turned, and handed the thing into another person again.
The body of a Japanese soldier. Before the Japanese soldier who was attacking with a bayonet behind him had fully assumed his posture, a flying knife flew towards him in the air, and with a 'pop', it was embedded in the back of his neck while spinning.
Hula.
When the three corpses were gone and only half of the dozen or so Japanese troops were left, they immediately dispersed.
The man with the fork in his legs spread his hands at these people and shouted: "Come on!"
"You are so awesome!"
"Where are your tanks?"
"Where are the planes, cannons and ships!"
"Come on!"
"There's no need to pee now!"
One of the Japanese soldiers became anxious after being scolded. He held the gun in front of his eyes, blocked it with his shoulder, and pulled the bolt. "Click" a bullet that had never been fired was unloaded. This shows how nervous he was.
However, another bullet was indeed pushed into the barrel of the gun...
Boo!
Another shot of fire.
The person who wanted to shoot fell over. Even though the whole team of Japanese soldiers knew the effective shooting distance of the firecrackers, they couldn't find anyone in the dense forest. What a mistake!
Wang Ming was still yelling: "Isn't it a cow?"
"Aren't there naval guns?"
“Didn’t you steal the show in Shanghai?!”
"I'm telling you what I'm telling you today. If one of China dies, you'll have to bury the other one with him. If both of them die, you'll bury a pair of them with him. If all the Japanese in the Northeast are killed, I'll take a boat to Japan. If you don't believe me, let's give it a try!"
Until this second, no one took what Wang Ming said seriously, except himself.
The Japanese soldier started to turn around as he was retreating, and the moment his back was exposed - swish.
Another flying knife was thrown out, piercing directly into the opponent's back.
The few remaining Japanese soldiers turned around and ran away without even firing their guns.
Wang Ming didn't hesitate. He picked up a rifle from the ground, aimed it at the Japanese who was walking forward along the railway line, and pulled the trigger directly - bang.
At the same time, Lao Yanqiang and Si Baozi also came out of the forest, picked up the guns on the ground, aimed at the front and fired continuously - bang bang.
When the last Japanese soldier lay on the ground, the three men put away their guns and smiled at each other.
"Damn, I've been feeling aggrieved for so long, and now I finally feel happy." Si Baozi said as he picked up a gun from the ground. Unknowingly, he already had three or four guns on his back.
Wang Ming was equally unambiguous. He even found out the cigarettes, silver coins, and pocket watches from the pockets of the Japanese, including guns, bullets, and belts. Finally, he even took off their shoes.
Only the old smoker said: "Find a pair of clean Japanese clothes to prepare."
Wang Ming also asked: "What do you want that thing for? I can't help but piss myself off because it tastes so good."
The old smoker replied: "Your father can wear this thing to look like a fool, have you forgotten?"
Si Baozi nodded repeatedly: "Yes, our master has such a hobby."
He quickly put away the only piece of Japanese military uniform that had not yet had time to soak up blood, and the three of them turned and walked into the woods.
"You said that we, Old Chu, are the same. Why do you want to hand over all the guns at night? It makes us have to spend so much effort to deal with a dozen little devils."
"Isn't that just to guard against you?"
"Don't worry about me, I ran out for more than a hundred miles in the dark last night just to vent my anger. I don't want to cause trouble."
A few people hid their things in the dense forest, looked at the vast mountains and sighed, that is more than a hundred miles, and they still have to stretch their legs...