"Use your brain. Japs are humans too, so they may not be invulnerable?" Wen San is not afraid of Japs. He also knew the gap between himself and others and the Japs, and he had to make good use of various favorable conditions to get the gun from the Japs.
After hearing Wen San's words, several people scratched their heads and thought about it. They came up with a lot of bad ideas, but they were not very feasible.
Wen San was also thinking about this issue, recalling how those magic dramas captured Japanese equipment.
Thinking about it, it feels very difficult. It was still the early days of the Anti-Japanese War, and they were fighting on the front line. The enemy they faced were basically Type A divisions, the elite force of the enemy. With the few weapons in their hands, it is very difficult to defeat the Japanese.
However, just as Wen San was thinking hard, a string of Japanese conversations actually rang in his mind.
"We seem to have gone the wrong way, and we will be scolded by Yoshida's army again."
"Asshole! If you hadn't been greedy for money, could we have gotten lost?"
"That house looks like it belongs to a wealthy family. There must be valuable things. If you weren't greedy, you wouldn't go in with me, right?"
The devils fought dog-eat-dog, blaming each other and shirking responsibility.
"Hurry up and find a place to hide, there are Japs!" Wen San felt nervous and quickly called everyone to find a place to hide.
When the ghost's voice first entered his mind, Wen San was also startled, thinking he heard it with his ears. He quickly looked around and found no Japanese figure in his sight. Lao Wan and others didn't look the least bit alert.
After being stunned for a moment, Wen San realized that this was probably the superpower he had come from time travel. Although it is not as incredible as the blessing system, it is still better than nothing.
Wen Youcai was secretly happy: He finally had a special ability, but he didn't know how far he could hear.
"Fortunately, I have laid the foundation of the Japanese language by studying action movies from island countries, otherwise I would not be able to understand what these two Japanese are talking about." Wen San was secretly grateful. In fact, in order to have a stronger sense of immersion in watching the film, he did seriously study the Japanese language by himself for a period of time.
It's hard to say that I'm proficient, but I can barely understand daily spoken language, so I'm a good second sword.
Lao Wan and others naturally didn't know Wen Youcai's mental activities at this time. When they heard that there were Japs, a few people acted quickly and quickly hid in a bombed-out house.
Several people were not hiding completely, but were observing the surrounding environment from different angles, looking for places where the Japanese might appear.
A few minutes later, Lao Wan made a discovery. He signaled to Wen San and pointed in the direction.
Wen San quickly adjusted his angle and saw the Japanese approaching from the distance from the corner of the window.
Three in total.
They also had a lot of things with them, and they had obviously plundered them from that wealthy family's house.
"What a fool, these three devils just sent us guns!"
Wen San's heart was pounding, and he was both excited and worried. Although their side had the upper hand in terms of numbers, they only had one gun and very few bullets. If one operation is bad, the person killed may not necessarily be a Japanese.
But such a good opportunity is just for three lone Japanese soldiers. If they don't take advantage of it, they may not be able to sleep in the middle of the night.
"How to do it? If we start fighting directly, we can only take advantage of firing the first shot." Lao Wan looked at Wen San and asked in a low voice.
"How is your marksmanship?" Wen San asked carefully.
In fact, the original owner Wen San's marksmanship was good, but Wen Youcai had no actual combat experience and obviously lacked confidence.
"The marksmanship is okay, but I can't guarantee that this broken gun can hit with one shot. It's best to come up with a backup plan." Lao Wan also understood that after shooting, if he couldn't kill a Japs immediately, he would be immediately affected by the firepower. The opponent's suppression.
As for the old sleeve in his hand, the rifling was almost worn out and the accuracy was very poor. What's more, this gun has to be replaced with bullets every time it is fired. It is really difficult to suppress three people on the other side.
If a sneak attack turns into a confrontation, there must be a backup plan. The Japs' marksmanship is not bad. If three guns are aimed at you, you will definitely be the one who suffers in the end.
Wen San's mind was also running at high speed, and the first backup plan he thought of was hand-to-hand combat. The equipment is too poor, and the only 5 bullets are probably not able to kill three Japs, and the advantage of having more people cannot be used at all. The only thing I can think of is to rush over and fight hand to hand. The Japs are not weak in hand-to-hand combat, but they are not vegetarians either.
But before the two sides get close, how to rush over safely is also a big problem. Don't imagine that the Japanese won't use guns if they have them. Wen San can't afford to gamble.
Several people turned their attention to Wen San, waiting for him to make up his mind. The devils were getting closer and closer, and their voices could be heard clearly.
I have to say that the Japanese are very arrogant. The three of them took the wrong path. Without any backup, they dared to talk loudly and walked forward without any intention of turning around and going back to find their own team.
The current situation is that the main force of the national army has either been disabled or has retreated, which has indeed given the Japanese the capital to be arrogant.
Wen San was using his brain and looking around, hoping to find something that could be used.
When he raised his head, he found that the house had been blown up from the middle. The wall with windows facing the outside was loose. If external force could be applied, it would probably fall down.
There is a road just outside the wall. If the Japanese come here, they must pass by this wall.
Wen San's eyes suddenly lit up. There happened to be some scattered wood in the room. He found two pieces and put them against the wall. With the combined strength of several people, they would definitely be able to knock down the wall.
Such good geographical conditions are much more useful than shooting, and can save a few bullets.
Wen San made a silent gesture, then very carefully picked up a piece of wood, put it against the top of the wall, and made a forceful push against the wall.
Lao Wan and others are not stupid either. They were observing when Wen San took the wood. Watching him move, he immediately understood his plan.
Lao Wan gave Wen Sanshu a thumbs up. Several people followed suit and brought another piece of wood and placed it on the other end of the wall.
The five people quickly adjusted their positions. Wen San and Lao Wan pushed one, Pang Dun, Ding Ding Mao'er, Er Niu and three others pushed one.
After everyone took their positions, they gave Wen San a wink and signaled to wait for his order and everyone would use their strength at the same time.
Wen San nodded, adjusted the angle again, and observed the Japs' movements covertly.
At this time, the footsteps of the three Japanese soldiers clearly reached everyone's ears. They were already less than twenty meters away from the wall.
Wen San's heart was pounding, this was his first battle. Although it is not a direct fire, it is still a close encounter. If you make a mistake on your side, there is still a huge risk.
For example, if this wall does not seem to be strong, if it is not knocked down, the Japanese will be able to escape immediately, and then hide and shoot them from a distance.
He could only pray in his heart to all the gods and gods to help him, hoping that the wall would fall down smoothly.
The three Japs were still talking loudly and talking about some dirty things that were unpalatable to the ears. They did not notice at all that behind the wall were several hell kings who were seeking their lives.
