When Xiao Wuzi left, he brought two box guns, both of which were capable of firing bursts. He also carried a few 20-round long magazines in his waist. If he encountered an enemy, the firepower would be enough to support him in escaping. . Moreover, Xiaowuzi also got a few grenades from the weapons seized last time and put them in his horse bag. Xiao Wuzi checked his weapons and horses to make sure they were in the best condition, and then he galloped away.
He had to hurry up, because the dozen or so Japanese soldiers and twenty or thirty puppet soldiers had obviously come down to the foot of the mountain for execution. These dozen or so kidnapped people must be anti-Japanese people. No matter who it was, Xiaowuzi couldn't just watch the anti-Japanese heroes being shot.
The horse was going very fast, and Xiao Wuzi felt the whistling wind in his ears. The people in front had obviously heard the clatter of horse hooves, and they all stopped. Japanese soldiers and puppet soldiers had their guns drawn.
Xiaowuzi did not rush straight towards them, but made a graceful arc and passed by their flanks.
Gunfire had already sounded from the opposite side, but Xiao Wuzi was not hit by a single shot, not even his horse.
Swish, swish, Xiao Wuzi threw three grenades. Because he was diving downhill, the grenades were thrown farther than usual with the help of inertia. Needless to say, Xiao Wuzi had practiced throwing knives with his sixth uncle.
Boom, boom, boom, all three grenades exploded over the target, achieving the maximum lethality of the grenades.
The targets of Xiao Wuzi are respectively the Japanese commander, who should be a squad leader or something, because there is a small flag on his gun.
The Japanese's crooked machine gun was carried forward by two people.
An officer of the puppet army, because he was the only one hiding at the back of the puppet army, and his body looked like he was no ordinary soldier.
After the grenade exploded, all the targets were knocked down, and Xiao Wuzi was already approaching.
Xiao Wuzi hid under the stirrup, hooked his right leg to the horse's crotch, and leaned his whole body across the galloping horse, with the gun sticking out from under the horse's belly.
After the grenade exploded, these people, whether they were Japanese soldiers or puppet soldiers, fell down immediately.
As the horses passed by the prostrate people, the guns rang out, rattling, rattling, rattling.
Xiao Wuzi focused on taking care of the Japanese devils, and these two shuttles were all hit among the Japanese devils.
Xiaowuzi has never used the continuous fire of the shell gun because it consumes too many bullets. Today was a last resort, there were too many enemies, and he was only one person, so he had no choice but to risk his life.
The galloping horses flashed past the crowd. Although many people fired back, the bullets whizzed past the horses and none of them hit.
Xiaowuzi didn't run very far before he turned the horse's head back and urged the horse to gallop again.
The dozen or so tied up anti-Japanese heroes over there shouted together and rushed towards the enemy.
Xiao Wuzi knew that these people were using their lives to attract the enemy's attention, just to reduce some pressure on him.
The horse's speed was still as fast as lightning. In the blink of an eye, he was close again. The enemy's bullets whizzed past him again. This time he was not so lucky. The galloping horse was shot at least three times and fell to the ground while running. , throwing the little boy on the horse away.
Xiao Wuzi's kung fu training since childhood was in vain. He shrank into a ball, fell to the ground and rolled far away.
This fall threw him into a crowd of people. Xiaowuzi didn't have time to think about whether his body hurt. He pressed the trigger with both hands without letting go. He turned his body half a circle and scattered the bullets like a goddess.
Fortunately, the place where he stood up was the crooked machine gun that the Japanese had just dropped, and it was on fire.
The box cannon in Xiao Wuzi's hand was almost ready, so he picked up the machine gun, click, click, click. Another round of bullets was sprayed out.
He killed all the enemy's dozen or so Japanese soldiers. The kidnapped people not far away were already tangled up with the puppet soldiers. Xiaowuzi pulled out a small pistol from his waist, bang bang bang bang, and killed a few more. Behind the puppet troops, the remaining ten or so puppet troops actually ran away, scattering like a swarm of flies, faster than rabbits.
Xiao Wuzi sat down on the ground. He felt pain all over his body and didn't know how many shots he had just been hit.
The clothes on his body were full of cuts and holes from bullets.
The group of kidnapped people came over. It was okay. They didn't lose too many people. More than half of them came over standing.
They used the enemy's bayonets to cut the ropes around them, then picked up their weapons and were giving the enemy a last-ditch blow.
Xiaowuzi took a breath and examined himself carefully. He found that the bullets had all scratched through his body, leaving more than ten cuts on his face, arms, and ribs. However, they were all skin injuries, not including the left arm that day. The shot above was serious.
I just lost strength, so I couldn't stand up.
Among the group was a woman of about thirty years old, stabbing a Japanese soldier in the chest who was still breathing. Then he stepped on the enemy's corpse, pulled out the spear thorn, and looked for the next target.
She seemed to be the leader of the group, for they formed a faint circle around her.
She came over and saw that Xiao Wuzi was still sitting on the ground, so she squatted down and checked Xiao Wuzi to see where his injuries were.
"Child, which part are you in? It's all thanks to you today, otherwise, all of us would be dead. Where are you injured? Can you stand up?"
Xiaowuzi finally took a breath, "I'm from the Wuling Mountain guerrillas, and I happened to pass by here today. My injuries were not serious, they were all skin injuries. I just lost my strength just now, so I'll be fine after a while." "
Although Xiao Wuzi is seventeen years old and taller than the average person, you can tell his approximate age just by looking at his face.
The elder sister took the Japanese's medical bag and applied some hemostatic powder on Xiao Wuzi's face and arms.
"From Wuling Mountain? That's one of our own. We are from the district committee. My surname is Lin, and I am the secretary here. You can call me Sister Lin, that's what everyone calls me."
Xiaowuzi stood up. His shoulders, back, and hips were all hurting. They must have been from the fall just now. Without even looking, they must be purple.
"My name is Liu Zhenwu, and I'm going to the Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei headquarters to deliver information."
Sister Lin said: "Let's go, let's go into the mountains. The Japanese are doing a big sweep. There is no one alive in the village."
Xiao Wuzi saw her clenched teeth, and the hatred and anger in her heart could not be suppressed.
Xiao Wuzi picked up his box cannon and changed the magazine. Then he walked to the fallen horse and took off the bag, which contained intelligence and Lao Zhao's report.
What a pity for this good horse. This was the horse that Brother Jin Liang bought in the Northeast.
Sister Lin is a very capable person and does things quickly. Let the rest of them take away the Japs' weapons and equipment together, and head towards the depths of the mountains with Xiao Wuzi.
Sister Lin asked Xiao Wuzi: "Your accent sounds like you're from the Northeast? Where do you come from?"
Xiaowuzi said: "The one from Huadian, Jilin, turned out to be in the Anti-Japanese Alliance team and had a mission to enter the customs."
Sister Lin said: "Oh? You are still an old revolutionary. Why are you so friendly? My hometown is Suihua, Heilongjiang. We are fellow villagers."
In fact, Xiaowuzi also feels that this eldest sister is very kind. I don't know why?
It was dark, and a group of people camped in the mountains. There were only eight people in total including Xiaowuzi. Xiaowuzi suggested that the sentries be sent out, and he was willing to stand guard in the middle of the night.
Xiaowuzi didn't talk nonsense to them and just lay down on the ground and fell asleep.
At this time, the Taihang Mountain area was already full of flowers and green trees, and Xiao Wuzi was still wearing a cotton jacket and cotton trousers.
It was a good thing that he was wearing thick clothes, otherwise, he would have died half of his life if he fell from the speeding horse.
When Xiao Wuzi woke up, it was already late at night. He didn't need anyone to call him, he got up and went to watch.
When it was almost dawn, Xiao Wuzi felt someone touching him. Xiao Wuzi was sitting on a tree without making any sound.
The man held a box of cannons in his hand and walked over cautiously, one step at a time. In the light of the morning sun, Xiao Wuzi saw that he was a young man with parted hair and a suit of silk and satin.
When Xiao Wuzi waited for him to pass under the tree, he jumped down from the tree and kicked his pistol away. The knife in his hand was also placed on the opponent's throat. The blade had already cut the skin. If he used a little more force, this kid Just confess it?
Just listen to the kid squeeze out a few words from his throat,
"Don't do it, don't do it, I'm not a spy, I'm one of my own."
At this time, Sister Lin didn’t know when she woke up and hurriedly came to stop her.
"Xiao Liu, don't kill him, he is one of our own."
When Xiao Wuzi heard what Sister Lin said, he let go of the other party and let him go out.
The kid touched the cut on his neck with one hand and said, "It's so powerful, I almost got killed by one of my own people."
At this time, Sister Lin also ran over, took a look at the boy's neck, and said angrily: "Yeah, I'm telling you to be rude. You have to make it look like a good person. You know how powerful you are this time. Let's see what happens next." How dare you enter our security zone so rashly?"
After hearing what Sister Lin said, Xiao Wuzi realized that this guy was probably not an enemy, but probably an insider helping the Eighth Route Army.
Sister Lin said to Xiao Wuzi: "This is Kuizi. He is our informant within the enemy. He has provided us with a lot of valuable information. It was he who told us about this Japanese raid."
Then he said to Kuizi: "This is Xiao Liu, a guerrilla from Yanshan."
It turned out that Kuizi was really here to deliver information. He heard that Sister Lin and the others did not run out, and came to see if they were killed. If they were still alive, he planned to find a way to get them out.
However, this person is not very courageous. If he can do this, he can be regarded as a conscientious Chinese.
He served as a squad leader in the Imperial Association Army of the puppet government. He knew Sister Lin and would pass on some useful information to the Eighth Route Army from time to time.
This time, I came specifically to tell Sister Lin which direction the Japanese army would sweep away. The Japanese were really anxious this time. They were implementing Neji Okamura's Sanko policy all the way, and everything they passed was in ruins.
This kid seemed naughty and a little patriotic, so Xiao Wuzi picked up his gun and gave it back to him.
