Due to the direction of sunlight, vegetation always grows better in the north of the valley than in the north.
The meandering queue was listless.
The Japanese medics walked at the end of the team.
He carries a cowhide medical box on his back and a red cross armband on a white cloth background that is eye-catching on his left arm.
Treating the wounds of three wounded soldiers in a row consumed a lot of his energy.
Outside the bare rocks, shrubs and thatch were blown by the mountain wind like waves.
Twenty-one passed through the valley and hid in the thatch in the north.
I was so excited that I couldn't remember that I hadn't felt this way for a long time.
It's like holding a gun for the first time after joining the army. It feels good. Even though I'm hiding in the grass, I still try to keep my body down.
In his eyes, these ten Japanese seemed to have become corpses.
He didn't know why he felt this way. Facing the well-trained Japanese, his first thought was not to turn around and run away.
Maybe... I am no longer afraid of death, maybe it's because my brothers who died for their country are cheering me up in the sky.
It would be great if there were submachine guns. It would be very possible to bring down these ten Japs.
It's a pity that he is a rifleman in the squad, and all the submachine guns of his brothers were picked up by the Japanese.
The muzzle of the gun flickered up and down and left and right.
The crosshair moved from the first Japs head to the last one.
There is only a small thatch in the hiding place. If you shoot at this time, you will definitely be exposed and will definitely be surrounded by the Japanese...
If you hit the Japanese body, you can only hit the side, either the arm or the thigh, which is not easy to hit.
Do you want to shoot?
Twenty-one hesitated.
He didn't think he really had the ability to fight one against ten.
Until the ten Japs slowly moved away, my index finger pressed on the trigger countless times, but in the end it still did not reach the critical level.
Three of them were on stretchers, and there were actually only seven that the Japanese could fight!
The company commander said before that the Japan-Tama Treaty requires both warring parties to protect two arms: one is the pilots who made an emergency landing, and the other is the field hospital and medical soldiers.
I don’t even have a plane. You make a treaty to protect only the little devils in disguise. The person who made the treaty must have had his brain kicked by a donkey, or he has received money from the little devils...
The Japanese would kill even prisoners, let alone protect any medical soldiers.
Twenty-one raised his hand and slapped himself: "Desert at the critical moment! Coward..."
Brothers may be watching from the sky right now...
He stood up suddenly, half-kneeling, and raised his gun.
Adjust your breathing rhythm.
boom...
The gun body hit his body backwards, the bullet flew out of the muzzle, and the mountain wind took away the puff of smoke.
Twenty-one immediately retracted his gun.
The stretcher team heard the gunfire and immediately looked back.
Blood mist sprayed out into a puff.
A bright red mass as big as an egg appeared on the chest of the lying medical soldier.
The mouth and nose made a whooshing sound like a bellows, and small balls of blood mist were sprayed out continuously.
Boom, the medical soldier fell to the ground, his body immediately rolled into a ball, convulsing violently.
The Japanese carrying the stretcher immediately screamed: "Attack..."
"alert..."
As he spoke, he squatted down, put down the stretcher, and then picked up the gun.
Pull the bolt and look around for warning.
One of the Japanese soldiers rushed to the medical soldier, pulled out a blood pressure block and tried to seal the wound.
Pulling away the medical soldier's hand that had just covered the wound, he tore open his military uniform and then his shirt. The Japanese were immediately stunned. Can a wound as big as an egg be plugged?
The valley was so solemn and there was no one at all.
A faint smoke of gunpowder was brought by the mountain wind...
Those who carried the wounded were veterans from the main Japanese division and had rich battlefield experience.
The south wind blows in early summer, which means the despicable sneak attacker is hiding in the south!
The medic was shot in the back, the bullet shattered his lungs and then exited his chest.
After several Japanese soldiers chattering for a while, they began to search backwards and forward alternately.
boom...
Sixty or seventy meters away in the thatch.
That head just fills up the rear sight on the muzzle of the twenty-one gun.
There was a flash of muzzle flash.
All the Japs veterans immediately dodge subconsciously...
Unfortunately, the distance was too far, and before he could react and take evasive action, the bullet had already arrived...
The leading Japanese soldier immediately fell forward and stopped moving.
The Japanese who were also knocked down next to them immediately fought back...
The thatch bushes are not high, and the stems and leaves broken by bullets are constantly flying in the air.
He had already changed his position and pushed another bullet with a ferocious look on his face.
Fighting the Japanese... doesn't seem to be as difficult as you think?
Why couldn't you beat it before?
Hidden in the thatch and almost invincible.
Bullets roared overhead.
The blow made a crunching sound on the ground nearby.
There are more and more flying thatch stems and leaves.
Three Japs got up from the ground, while the other two Japs were still lying on the ground to cover their shooting...
The charging Japanese suddenly fell down after rushing for about ten meters and disappeared from the sight of Twenty-One's gun.
After finding the cover they had been promising for a long time, the Japanese raised their guns and fired suppressively into the thatch.
The Japanese who were covering behind just jumped up from the ground and rushed forward for a while.
It's impossible to hit with a rifle and fire at the same time. God knows how stupid a fool would be to do this...
No, the national army with submachine guns seems to like to do this too.
If you rely on firepower to fight randomly, you may be able to overshadow one or two opponents...
When the Japanese who was lying down and shooting raised his gun to shoot again, he saw the grass roots flickering again, and he immediately felt bad...
The muzzle of the gun trembled slightly, and the fingers pressed quickly...
Boom... I finally heard the legendary bomb sound before I died yesterday.
That's right, some wounded soldiers who were lucky enough to survive being shot in the head said that they felt an explosion when the bullet hit their head...
It's about feeling, not hearing...
This time he finally felt it...
A bullet hit the bridge of his nose, and then a large cloud of red and white spurted out from the back of his head.
The devil's final thoughts: The voice is really loud...
The Japanese's shooting proficiency was indeed not exaggerated. The bullet hit the outside of the rifle, and the ricochet scraped against the arm and tore off the military uniform.
There was a huge pain in his arm. Twenty-one quickly rolled sideways, pressed against a large piece of thatch, and then changed positions again...
Quick Legs took a warrior and trotted eastward.
Seeing that the mountain ridge to the south is slowly getting shorter, not far ahead it should merge with the valley to the south in a Y-shape.
As they were about to approach the intersection, they suddenly heard a crisp gunshot from the south a few ridges away.
Without hesitation, he jumped into the nearby bushes and listened carefully.
After a while, the gunfire from the south gradually became more intense.
Kuai Leg raised his hand and pointed to the southern ridge, and ordered the recruits following him: "Disperse, go up and take a look..."
The two of them happened to be at the pass of the mountain ridge, not too high.
After more than ten minutes, the two climbed to the pass.
Cao Changjing quickly pulled Cao Changjing out of the bag and immediately swayed left and right in the south where gunfire still sounded from time to time.
Suddenly, the sound of gunfire was directed towards the top of the mountain ridge, and a head appeared in the field of view of the telescope.
Judging from the military uniforms, they must be friendly troops.
The whole body of the staggering soldier quickly appeared on the ridge.
The friendly soldiers swung their legs very fast and did not run horizontally along the mountain ridge.
Instead, he ran down the crooked trail to the foot of the mountain ridge.
Soon, a figure appeared again on the short ridge opposite...
It's a devil!
Another one appears.
The Japanese soldiers were chasing after him with great strides.
Soon, two more Japanese figures appeared.
The escaping friendly troops did not run in a straight line on the mountain road.
As a result, the Japanese who kept firing on the ridge behind failed to hit the fleeing friendly troops.
The distance between the two sides is getting farther and farther.
It's not that the Japs don't work hard, it's that these four Japs are all retired wounded soldiers!
When Twenty-One is escaping towards the mountain, he can also alternately suppress him so that Twenty-One cannot run quickly.
After reaching the downhill section, the distance between the two parties immediately widened rapidly.
The Japanese had experience and did not give up, but continued to pursue.
Human physical ability has its limits!
Like the guy in front who ran desperately, if he ran three to five miles at most, his legs would definitely feel like they were filled with lead and he would no longer be able to run fast.
Although the Japanese veterans were injured, their physical explosiveness was not as good as that of the deserters.
But experience is definitely richer than desertion.
In this kind of pursuit and escape, the two sides are competing for endurance!
Whoever can persist longer will be the final winner!
It's far away from the mountain ridge.
Twenty-one, who was running happily, occasionally looked back, but the Japanese chasing after him didn't stop at all.
He ran away to save his life, and the people he chased were just trying to save his life.
The two sides have different understandings of fate, resulting in different running speeds.
Bullets kept whizzing around him.
Bless you, brothers, but don’t let the enemy’s bullets hit you...
But don't sprain your feet...
I just killed three Japs!
There are still eighteen miles to the goal...
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
Don't hold your breath when shooting because your body muscles will tremble due to lack of oxygen.
Of course...except for some new recruits and veterans (there seems to be something wrong with this)...
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