Mr. Wang and Little Dustpan are in trouble.
Just as Mr. Wang thought before, the two of them did not plunge into the abyss after all, but isn't it dangerous to stand on the edge of the abyss?
The trouble the two of them encountered was not that the Japanese army was running in from afar, but that they were being targeted by the Japanese army that was fighting them.
There were not many Japanese soldiers at this time, but they were more numerous than Shang Zhen and the others. The Japanese soldiers in front turned around and looked around when they heard the gunshots from behind, so they discovered Wang Lao Mao and the small dustpan.
Of course, this group of Japanese soldiers knew that behind them were four companions who were responsible for controlling grenades as fire support.
Not to mention whether these four Japanese soldiers had rifles, even if they had rifles, they would not shoot forward, because their weapons were grenade launchers, so how could they not look back when gunfire rang out from behind?
A Japanese officer called out, and seven or eight Japanese soldiers ran over from the opposite side of the road with rifles in hand. Wang Lao Mao and Xiao Dustpan could only run away under the cover of stones.
The gunfire not only alerted the Japanese troops, but also alerted Shang Zhen and the others who were running in front.
When Shang Zhen turned around, he didn't see Mr. Wang and the little dustpan, but he saw the Japanese troops crossing the road.
It was only then that Shang Zhen felt something was wrong.
He glanced around and asked hurriedly: "Have you seen Mr. Wang's hat?"
At this time Erhanzi also asked: "Have you seen the little dustpan?"
When everyone looked at each other, a soldier from the 29th Army said: "I saw your people, the older one and the younger one, going to the opposite side of the road!"
At this point, if Shang Zhen can't think of anything, then he is not Shang Zhen.
"Er fool Chen Hanwen, you two take care of Hu Zhuzi, and the rest of you will go back with me to save people!" Shang Zhen said.
After Shang Zhen finished speaking, he started to take a circuitous route to the other side of the road.
Just how many people are there in their group? Everyone in the 29th Army looked at Du Man.
Shang Zhen can't control the 29th Army, he has to listen to Du Man!
Du Man didn't say anything, but he answered with his actual actions. He picked up the box of cannon and chased Shang Zhen, so the soldiers behind him "hoorahed" and followed him.
At this time, Wang Laomao and Xiao Dustpan were moving forward among the high and short stones.
At this time, the little dustpan's little mouth was still saying: "Hey, Lao Wang, do you think we will make a lot of money if we run out this time?"
"I think you are too big-hearted!" Mr. Wang was really speechless by the little dustpan.
As a veteran, Mr. Wang naturally understands that the two of them can sneak attack the Japanese army, but if they fight with the Japanese army face to face, can the two of them defeat four Japanese soldiers? Maybe, but I guess the two of them are doomed!
The two of them were talking to each other, so naturally they didn't delay running.
Just as the two people ran forward for more than 20 meters, they heard a gunshot behind them, and at the same time there was a "ding" in front of them, and then the little dustpan screamed and knelt on one knee.
"What's wrong?" Wang Laomao quickly stopped to look at the small dustpan.
"It's time to beat the bull!" Xiao Dustpan grinned, but fortunately he stood up again after gritting his teeth. At this time, Mr. Wang saw that there was already an extra groove in Xiao Dustpan's pants at his knees. .
"Can you still move?" Mr. Wang asked hurriedly.
The little dustpan's movable legs took another two steps forward, eh? I can still walk!
The two people started running again.
"How can this damn little devil's bullet still turn a corner?" the little dustpan said while running and gasping for air.
Mr. Wang ignored the little dustpan and looked back while running forward.
As a veteran, of course he knew clearly that it was time for the little dustpan point to be injured by a ricochet.
The Japanese army fired a shot, and somehow it hit the stone in front of the little dustpan. The bullet bounced back and hit the little dustpan's knees. Fortunately, there was no serious injury, and the little dustpan could still run. , otherwise I would really leave it here this time.
As for why it was thrown here, do you still need to ask? But Old Man Wang understood that no matter how much he called the little dustpan a little bastard, he would never abandon the little dustpan and run for his life.
Panting, Wang Laomao and Xiao Dustpan walked through the rocks. They were afraid of the Japanese bullets behind them, so they naturally ran slower.
After running for a while, Mr. Wang's eyes suddenly became clear. The two of them finally got out of the pile of rocks. In front of them was an open space more than fifty meters wide. The other end of the open space was still stone.
Grandma is a bitch, if you can't get rid of her, why not run to the other side and give the little devil another one!
Wang Lao Mao thought about running to the opposite side as hard as he could, but he only ran halfway forward when he suddenly picked up the box cannon in his hand.
Isn’t this what everyone does when running? Both hands need to be relaxed.
And the moment Wang Laomao picked up his gun, he was stunned!
Because at this moment he saw someone waving at him from the opposite side! And they are also wearing gray cloth clothes.
It would be fine if he said he didn't know him, but at this moment, Mr. Wang noticed that the handle of a broadsword was exposed on the other party's shoulder!
What is the handle of a broadsword? That is the signature of the 29th Army!
At this moment, Little Dustpan finally realized, "Huh? There's someone!"
"One of our own!" Wang Lao Mao said, but someone on the other side also spoke, but what he said was exactly the same as Wang Lao Mao.
Wang Laomao and Xiao Dustpan rushed over. When they ducked behind the big rocks, they were surprised to find that there were about a dozen soldiers of the 29th Army behind the rocks. Moreover, Not one of them has ever been seen before!
The soldiers did not show their heads, but they were all hiding behind the rocks.
At this time, Mr. Wang and Little Dustpan realized that their own troops had also come to reinforce them!
And these dozen soldiers were sent by the regiment commander to meet them.
"Keep running forward and lure the little devil over!" The soldier who just showed his head and spoke said again.
By this time, both Old Man Wang and Little Dustpan felt their heads were dizzy, and happiness came too suddenly.
But they immediately buried this happiness in their hearts, and the two of them ran forward without saying a word.
And they just ran forward more than fifty meters among the pile of rocks when they heard a volley of gunshots behind them.
As soon as the gunshot rang out, Wang Lao Mao and Xiao Dustpan stopped. They turned around and continued running back.
When the two men ran to the place where they had just rushed into the pile of rocks, they saw six Japanese soldiers lying down in the open space.
Red blood was flowing out from the bodies of the six Japanese soldiers, dyeing the white snow red. The blood was still steaming in the cold winter!
