The ridges on both sides of the canyon are relatively flat.
To the north is a gentle slope with bushes growing in rocky ravines.
There is only one hunting trail on the way to the north, which is suitable for hiding, but not conducive to large-scale expansion of the team.
After all, Li Laosan lacked experience in fighting. He fired continuously with the shell gun, but the Japanese who were close at hand still used rocks to avoid him.
The escaping Japanese man ran to a shallow ditch at the bottom of the slope before stopping.
He raised his gun and pointed south, looking around for a while, but he didn't see anyone chasing him.
Just as he was about to turn around and leave to look for reinforcements, he suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a dark figure in the bushes next to where he was hiding.
Startled, he immediately turned his gun.
The black shadow suddenly sighed: "Do you really think I'm just air?"
boom...
Shooting at close range, a dazzling light flashed from the muzzle of the shell gun.
The Japanese's frightened face shone brightly.
A small hole suddenly appeared on the devil's forehead.
The bullet swirled in the head, tearing a big hole in the back of the devil's head.
There was a splash of liquid in the moonlight.
Qi Lao Qi picked up the rifle from the ground, quickly and effectively plundered all the belongings of the Japanese, threw the rifle aside, and jumped directly into the bushes nearby.
Prepare to see if there are any Japanese coming down below to die...
Earlier, Old Bandit Qi was hit in the chest by a bullet from a soldier from the Ninth Battalion, directly breaking one of his ribs.
It took a hundred days to break his muscles and bones. Based on the severity of his injury, he would have to recover for at least three to two months.
When he heard that the Japanese were going to be killed, the fire in his heart burned again. He was so restless that he followed the big dog on the mission.
After all this activity, I couldn't help but feel a dull pain in my chest.
He murmured excitedly: "Damn, the thirty-seventh one!"
There were continuous gunshots, and the Japanese lieutenant from the north had already been outflanked and hidden in the ravine. He looked at the mountain ridge under the moonlight and had no idea for a while.
The major didn't give the order to attack. Would it be bad if he went up now...?
If we stay here stupidly, it will be hard to explain to those guys who went to contact the Eighth Route Army if something really happened.
After thinking for a while, I finally decided to send a team up to take a look.
Fifteen Japanese soldiers stood up from the moonless darkness.
Mao crouched and touched the mountain ridge with the rifle in hand.
The mountain road is difficult to travel.
Unlike the three Japs before, this group of Japs had scouted this road in advance, and their journey was not smooth.
Stones were everywhere, bushes were everywhere, and danger lay in every moonlit bush.
Time was running out, so the Japanese didn't waste much time.
Soon, under the moonlight, a black shadow appeared in Old Bandit Qi's sight among the rocks two hundred meters away.
The old bandit took out a grenade from his pocket and quickly opened the back cover.
Hearing the steady footsteps getting closer and closer behind him, he heard the voices of two people talking.
Old Bandit Qi didn't look back. Knowing that Madman Yang and Big Dog were coming, he lowered his voice and muttered: "Be careful...the Japs are coming!"
One hundred and fifty meters.
"I said, can you two spread out a little bit? When the enemy throws a grenade, the three of us can get together."
One hundred meters.
"I'll bring it closer for a while. I'm injured and can't use the rifle..."
"Then what are you doing here? Go back quickly..."
"I haven't killed any Japanese for several days, and I feel itchy all over..."
The enemy's leading soldiers are eighty meters away.
"Throw a grenade later..."
"If you throw a grenade at night, the fuse will smoke, and the Japanese can see it..."
"I have a grenade here..."
"Where the hell did you get it? Okay..."
Fifty meters.
Thirty meters.
Twenty meters.
The old bandit Qi finally fired the grenade.
Old Bandit Qi was a little frustrated, and there was really nothing he could do.
My chest was hurt, so I didn’t dare to exert too much force.
The spinning grenade was thrown in an arc.
Bang... The dull sound of shooting from the horse ring rang out in the bushes under the moonlight.
Poof... with a muffled grunt, the leading Japs fell down and rolled into the bushes beside the mountain road.
boom...
A loud noise exploded among the crowd of Japs who were about to take cover after hearing the gunshot.
The screams were loud.
Immediately afterwards.
After finding cover, the Sanba Gai fired back loudly.
Chug tug tug...
A crooked person started to act arrogantly.
Madman Yang half-squinted his eyes, watching the machine gun's flash of flames, and pulled the trigger.
The Japanese machine gunner seemed to feel that the body of the deputy shooter next to him seemed to be shaking. He ignored it and immediately followed the trajectory of the machine gun to hit the spot where the light had just flashed.
Madman Yang, who had retracted his head, had jumped sideways, loaded the bullet again, waited for the machine gun's trajectory to move from his original position from left to right, and quickly stood up with the gun raised.
With almost no aim, the crosshair was aimed at the machine gunner's chest.
Hit in the head?
Only a fool would do that!
boom.
The crooked handle immediately misfired.
No one noticed that Madman Yang's first bullet hit the sub-machine gun shooter.
So much so that the Japanese sergeant leading the team was a little surprised. According to military regulations, the machine gun should be fired immediately after the secondary shooting.
For a while I didn't hear the machine gun fire again.
He couldn't help but burst into flames, and immediately screamed: "Machine gun, fire suppression..."
After shouting, he ordered the grenade group next to him: "Grenade...shoot..."
The distance between the two sides is more than 20 meters!
Totally close combat!
The sergeant's sudden order stunned the grenadier who was about to throw the grenade.
Yes, you are the commander, I listen to you.
However, you have to throw away the grenade that has the safety removed before firing the grenade, right?
The big dog kicked the whistle that was hidden behind the stone: "Are you waiting here to die? Hurry up and spread out to both sides..."
The secret whistle hesitated for a moment, then stood up and left the hiding place. He complained and muttered as he walked: "I...before I had a chance to shoot, all those Japs in front were killed by you..."
After throwing away the grenade, the old bandit Qi was breathing heavily.
Because of the wound on his chest, he couldn't use the rifle, so he held the shell gun in one hand and tilted his head.
He did not fire rashly, but kept his gun pointed at a Japanese soldier not far away who occasionally poked his head in but did not raise his gun.
When the Japs' arms swung back, the shell gun in his hand finally went off.
Want to throw a grenade in front of me? It’s as if Prince Ma doesn’t have three eyes!
These three are all old men. They can change the rules of the battlefield in one place without anyone reminding them.
After the old bandit Qi finished the shot, he immediately jumped behind a stone nearby that he had been promising for a long time.
I still have some pain in my chest.
I was waiting in my heart, but I was muttering in my mouth: "Three...two...one..."
boom...
The grenade that the Japanese threw out before they had time to explode exploded as the old bandit Qi expected.
Shrapnel wreaked havoc on his companion who had just thrown a grenade next to him.
The air wave of the explosion directly overturned the two bodies.
Smoke billows from the rocks under the moonlight.
Both sides were hiding behind rocks, and no one could see the other.
A well-trained Japanese soldier is not stupid. After firing a shot, he immediately shrank his head and disappeared.
The sergeant had rich experience and immediately judged the approximate strength of the opponent not far away. Birds chirped: "There are only three on Tubal Road in the north!"
However, in less than three minutes, only seven of the fifteen Japs were left.
I had no choice but to look northward from time to time.
With poor visibility under the moonlight, whoever takes the initiative to attack will be at greater risk.
Seeing that grenades were ineffective, the Japanese Army Cao hesitated for a while, and finally understood the lieutenant's warning before leaving: There are powerful members of the special agent group on Tubal Road.
The purpose of investigation has been achieved.
No longer entangled, he shouted to his subordinates: "Retreat!"
Several Japanese soldiers began to move around, taking away the guns and ammunition on the ground, and alternately keeping watch.
Soon, the seven Japanese soldiers, carrying three wounded soldiers on their backs, disappeared among the rocks under the moonlight.
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