Wang Shun waved his arms and made a simple gesture to his men who dispersed into the hospital, meaning... separate into the village.
He himself quickly ran to the courtyard where the woman was calling for help.
Instead of going directly through the courtyard gate, he quickly climbed over the wall from the courtyard next to Wei's house and entered.
There was a soft thud when his feet landed on the ground. Under the cover of the chaotic sounds in the village, no one in the house noticed anything unusual.
After climbing the wall again, there was no one in the Wei family yard, but the calls for help and arrogant laughter in the house could be heard more clearly.
There must be several little devils doing evil.
Wang Shun immediately picked up a brick, threw it to the corner of the yard away from him, and then slid down the wall into the yard.
Boom...
A brick hit the wall with a muffled sound, and the people in the house immediately realized that there was someone in the yard.
After a burst of bird chirping, the sound of gunfire was followed by the sound of footsteps.
Then, the door curtain was opened by a bayonet, and a Japanese figure carrying a 38-meter cap appeared. The dark eyes behind the gun butt looked at the small cloud of dust raised by the bricks hitting the wall to the south.
Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly spotted a wretched, black-faced man squatting at the foot of the north wall of the courtyard, and quickly turned his gun.
The distance between the two sides is five to six meters..
An inch long means strong, an inch short means dangerous... It doesn't apply at this moment, short range is the world of short guns!
Wang Shun's right eye widened, his left eye half closed, with a sinister smile on his face. He held the shell gun in his right hand, held his right wrist with his left hand, pointed at the muzzle of the Japanese gun and fired first: "Bang..."
The Japs quickly turned their guns around and were shot in the back. When they fell over, they subconsciously pulled the trigger and fired.
The bullet from Wang Shun's rifle whizzed into the air before he could aim at it.
Whoever seizes the opportunity will take advantage.
The Japanese who were shot were still struggling.
Wang Shun quickly pressed down the muzzle of the high-jump gun and pulled the trigger one after another against the Japanese on the ground.
Bang bang...
Bang bang...
Quickly shoot with double bursts to kill the Japanese who is still on the ground ready to pull the bolt and raise the gun.
Then, he rushed into the house in a flash.
On the kang in the room, two ghosts were pressing a girl who had her shirt off on the kang.
The girl struggled and screamed.
Continuous gunshots were heard at the door. The two Japs turned around and saw a man with a gun appearing at the door.
The naked Japs holding the girl's thighs quickly released his hands that were tearing off his pants, and prepared to grab the rifle that was leaning on the edge of the bed.
Wang Shun was furious. Without thinking, he raised his gun and fired at the back of the Japanese who was grabbing the gun sideways.
Then he lowered the muzzle of his gun and shot another Japanese man who was holding down the girl's arm.
The bullet hit Panic's helmet and ricocheted into the wall of the kang.
When...boom...bang...
There was a sound when the helmet was hit by a bullet, there was a sound when the helmet hit the devil's head, there was another sound when the helmet hit the wall...
Without waiting for the Japanese who was shot in the back to react, Wang Shun pressed the shell gun directly under his helmet to his head and ears...
boom...
A ball of white and red sprayed all over the girl who was pinned down.
He raised the gun again and pulled the trigger one after another, beating the Japanese who were almost knocked unconscious by the helmet into sieves.
He raised the muzzle of the gun and quickly ejected the empty magazine. He quickly turned around and patted the magazine into the magazine. He picked up a Japanese rifle that was leaning on the edge of the kang. Then he looked at the girl who had stopped struggling and was in a daze with some evil eyes: "Wei Big sister, are you okay?"
"Wang, you bastard..." Sister Wei who was on the bed quickly came to her senses and raised her left arm to cover her chest: "If you dare to look again, my aunt will cut out those tricks of yours..."
There was no weakness in the words of ordinary girls.
She grabbed another rifle with her right hand, quickly removed the bayonet with one hand, stabbed it into the eye socket of the Japanese who had taken off her pants, and turned half a circle to gouge out the eyes of the Japanese who had turned into a corpse. The blood brought out by the bayonet splashed on the Japanese who was Zhengjie. Wang Shunyi with a bullet box on his belt.
Wang Shun looked up and saw a field of white flowers...
Sister Wei glared at Wang Shun angrily: "How dare you look at my aunt... Believe it or not, I will gouge out your eyes..."
Wang Shun quickly turned around and wiped away the nosebleed, complaining in a low voice: "Uh...can you get dressed first?"
"You piece of shit commander, how dare you look at..."
"I said... with your skills, how could you be bullied like this by the Japanese?" Wang Shun squinted and said, "Hey, you weren't... that one by the Japanese, were you?"
"You're blind, didn't you see that my aunt's pants are still there..." Wei Da Niu quickly pulled out a jacket from the kangtou box, put it on her body, and tied the belt: "Hurry, there are some damn little devils out there..." Master…”
"Master? You mean...these Japs?"
"No matter how good your kung fu is, you are still afraid of guns..."
…
The Japanese on the transport ship found someone shooting black guns, but they did not know the specific location of the attacker.
The Japanese light machine guns continued to fire at the ridge of the river embankment.
Chirp, chirp, chirp, the bullets hit the river bank and created a muddy mist.
The ballistic trajectory went away, and Liu Yuanqing, who was hiding at the mouth of the river, quickly looked out of the pit.
His eyes were injured by the poison gas and his vision was affected. The bullets still hit the Japanese commander on the ship.
It is not known whether the Japanese commander is dead or not.
At least the two bitches whose heads were shot have been killed.
There are six or seven Japanese machine guns, and the Japanese machine gunners are not sure when attacking the bunkers.
After firing again, it is easy to be discovered by Japanese observers.
At this time, you must eliminate valuable targets before the Japanese discover you!
Without hesitation, he grabbed the telescope from the observer next to him and focused his attention on the Japanese carrying the radio on the boat.
The Japs on the ship have two radio stations!
Knock off the radio!
By destroying communications, the Japanese will be unable to mobilize nearby troops for reinforcements in a short period of time!
Put down the binoculars and quickly raise the gun...
East bank of the canal.
Behind the sight, his half-lidded eyes stared at the Japanese who had set up the antenna on the ship: "Why is the target so big..."
Seven or eight miles to the north.
The edge of the green gauze tent is connected to a large wheat field.
Madman Yang, who was covered in mud, took Li Laosan and his party and followed the marks left by Liu Yuanqing all the way south.
Li Laosan led a middle-aged man dressed as a commoner, running hurriedly among the wheat ridges, shouting from a distance: "The man named Yang, there are Japanese soldiers on the east bank of the river, and a large number of Japanese behind him are heading south..."
Madman Yang, who was checking for footprints at the intersection, raised his head and stared at Li Laosan with an unkind look: "Can't you count?"
This guy is really shrewd when he talks... Li Laosan was stunned for a moment before he understood what he meant. He knew that he was wrong, but he didn't hesitate to say: "The little devil must have at least four or five hundred. Do you want me to count them for you one by one?"
Seeing that Li Laosan was getting angry from embarrassment, Madman Yang continued calmly: "Enemy fire?"
"Why are you pretending to be a big-tailed wolf? There are at least two squadrons of little devils. Do you want me to count them one by one... light and heavy machine guns... grenades... mortars... bullshit firepower?"
"In Jiuying...it's not a short time, right? Can you...be more careful..." Madman Yang suddenly said a long string of words.
It's rare to see this person talking so much and mentioning the Nine Camps again. I guess... there's something big going on! Li Laosan immediately became energetic and stamped his feet vigorously: "Hey... Master Dao will go back and count now..."
"Go west..." Madman Yang raised his legs and took steps towards the west side of the three-way road.
Li Laosan rolled his eyes and muttered: "What? You don't want to fight the Japs' top soldiers? Let me tell you, there are only a dozen or so top soldiers on the Japs' flanks?"
"Are you looking for death?"
Li Laosan was stunned for a moment, he could still conduct an ambush in the green gauze tent, but now... in the wheat field, these people under his command could only be crushed by the Japanese in terms of marksmanship and tactics!
He quickly moved closer to Madman Yang and said, "You're right, there are only a few of us, and the devil's arms and legs are thicker than my waist..."
The west bank of the canal.
Xiong Erling's troops were ambushed one after another.
Nearly half of his men were killed or injured.
The armed transport ship carried away the wounded soldiers and received a telegram from the division headquarters: Immediately lead the team south to seize the crossing of the two rivers.
Fortunately! The division staff did not let him commit seppuku, and he was holding back his anger to take revenge.
He knew very well that he could survive because the division headquarters was preparing to restart canal transportation.
Hold a meeting with his staff to gather the team to fight...
Kill them all!
Grab them all!
Burn it all!
Hooray for onboard…
With only one squadron of elites left, they are waiting for an opportunity to avenge their past humiliation.
It won’t take long.
Two black-clad detectives caught up from behind and reported that a group of more than sixty people had been spotted in the northwest direction.
Xiong Erlang waved his hand and ignored it.
The two detective team members were left messy in the sun... Didn't Big Dragon Head say that the imperial army hated the Eighth Route Army to the core?
In the evening, we were less than ten miles away from the ferry.
The vanguard soldiers walking on the right reported that they found sporadic anti-Japanese elements along the way.
Xiong Erlang waved his hand again, a few rats... we can't waste the elite's time.
Then, the radio soldier who turned on the machine at a scheduled time suddenly reported: The transport ship responding to the investigation team was attacked: the major general's jade was broken, and the responding major was killed...
Then the message was interrupted...
Chug tug tug…
On the glittering canal to the south, a transport ship appeared in the distance.
