Grenades exploded one after another on the village streets, but how wide can a village street be? The debris flying everywhere is undoubtedly a nightmare for this group of Japanese soldiers.
Soon after the explosion stopped, there was no longer even the wailing of the Japanese troops on the street.
All the Japanese soldiers were either killed or uninjured and hiding.
At this time, a person climbed out again at the entrance of an alley. That was of course Shang Zhen.
The little devil's grenade is really a killer weapon in night battles, Shang Zhen sighed inwardly, but he was still groping in the darkness.
The explosion just now was caused by going into battle. He touched the Japanese soldiers who were killed by him, installed several more grenades, and then ran back and carried out a second attack on the Japanese soldiers.
By this time, Shang Zhen knew that the Japanese troops here were either dead or seriously injured, so he wanted to change the target of the attack.
The sound of grenade explosions and gunshots on the right front continued intermittently. When he heard that the gunshots were from the Japanese Army's Type 38 rifle, Shang Zhen guessed that the money string and small dustpan must be there.
But he didn't intend to go there.
In this kind of night battle, the Japanese army did not use flares, so it was better not to get close to them. It would be fine if they were heroic in fighting the Japanese, but if they were accidentally injured by one of their own people. There really is no place to complain about grievances, and the legendary Lord of Hell probably won’t care about it!
Shang Zhen also noticed that the explosions in the direction of the ancestral hall behind him did not stop.
It seems that the Japanese army broke into the village in several groups. Under such circumstances, Shang Zhen would not look for appetizers and small dustpans, and naturally he would not return to the ancestral hall.
So his choice was to go outside the village to have a look, but she didn't believe it. The Japanese army divided into several groups and entered the village. Then there would be no Japanese soldiers outside the village?
If it was just a small group of Japanese troops, Shang Zhen wouldn't mind giving them another grenade during the dark night. If it was a large group of Japanese troops, then he might as well run back to the village and tell everyone to hurry up!
Speaking of Shang Zhen's choice, we really can't blame him for not having the consciousness of a commander. In fact, this kind of chaos in the night is just this kind of fighting style!
In fact, this was exactly the case. At this time, there was already chaos in the ancestral hall.
It would be strange if the people in the house didn't panic when Japanese grenades exploded on the roof!
Fortunately, Mr. Wang woke up in time and shouted for everyone to rush out first, regardless of whether it was a window or a door.
When encountering an enemy attack in the dark night, everyone would inevitably panic, but the most important thing that Wang Lao Mao thought of was that they were blocked by Japanese devils, right?
Don't let the little devils put grenades into the house, otherwise they will suffer heavy casualties!
So in that panic situation, he didn't forget to shout and throw two grenades into the yard.
In fact, those soldiers really did that. They threw grenades out of the windows or doors, and everyone rushed out after the explosion.
But now, Mr. Wang felt that he should be the only one left in the room, so he also stood up. Get ready to jump out of the window.
But at this moment, Mr. Wang suddenly heard a weak voice shouting in the ancestral hall: "Help, I'm injured!"
Um? When Wang Lao Mao heard the cry for help, he couldn't ignore it, so he touched the place where the sound came from. Only then did he realize that the voice calling "help" turned out to be a female voice.
There are about thirty people left in Wang Lao Mao Shang Zhen's group, and seven of the defeated soldiers have been rescued, and the only woman here is the female salt policeman named Ju Hongxia.
"Is there anyone? Is there anyone else?" Ju Hongxia was shouting in a low voice. Not to mention how her people were in the darkness, she was already trembling just by hearing that voice!
Women are women, but by this time, Mr. Wang had already forgotten that Ju Hongxia said she was a coward before going to bed.
People from the Northeast are said to have rough personalities, but in fact there are not many men who beat women. In terms of future generations, there are a large number of men who are afraid of their wives.
And this involves another personality of Northeastern men: they are kind-hearted and like to help the weak.
If the injured man was a male soldier, Mr. Wang would go to rescue him, but he would certainly not be idle. But if he met a woman like Ju Hongxia, then forget it.
What's more, just before going to bed, Mr. Wang also thought, why should I compete with a woman, and I still call her a sissy?
To be honest, Wang Laomao didn't know whether this Ju Hongxia was an old woman.
In the term "Lao Niang" is used by Northeasterners, it refers to older middle-aged women, but Ju Hongxia is only twenty-three or four years old, so she naturally looks young.
But young is still young. Nowadays, if a woman in her twenties, thirties or fours says that she doesn’t have a man, Wang Lao Ma will not believe it!
Wang Laomao continued to move forward gropingly, and finally asked: "Where are you?"
"I'm here." Ju Hongxiaxia responded. It turned out that the two people were about to collide.
In the darkness, Ju Hongxia did not realize that it was Mr. Wang who came over.
Mr. Wang stretched out his hand to reach the person. Don't tell me, as soon as he stretched out his hand, he happened to touch Ju Hongxia's hand. Mr. Wang subconsciously grabbed the hand and lifted it up.
Although she couldn't see clearly in the darkness, Ju Hongxia really stood up with the help of Wang Laomao's hand, but she didn't stand firm when she stood up. Her left hand subconsciously reached for something to hold on to. support.
When Ju Hongxia moved, her left side made a crashing sound, and then a wooden sign fell to the ground and made a clanking sound.
You know, this is an ancestral hall.
What kind of place is the ancestral hall? It is a place where ancestors' tablets are enshrined. Xu Hongxia didn't know at this moment that she pulled the tablets of several ancestors in this village to the ground!
At this time, Mr. Wang didn't know how injured Ju Hongxia was. When he heard the "crash" sound, he felt Ju Hongxia's body falling to the ground.
He could only instinctively pull his right hand and hugged her with his left hand. After all, he hugged Ju Hongxia when she fell to the ground!
"Where are you injured?" Wang Laomao asked.
"The back of my head hurts so much!" Ju Hongxia replied.
At this time, before Wang Laomao could think about it carefully, he could only say: "I'll take you out!"
Tell patients not to hide their illness and avoid medical treatment.
That means a patient. If you are sick, you must see a doctor. Regardless of where you live, the doctor must see you.
This is just like what later generations said, many excellent obstetricians and gynecologists are men.
The enemy's bullets and bombs on the battlefield don't recognize whether you are a man or a woman. A female nurse doesn't care because a man hurts her private parts, or a man insists on whether men and women can have sex in order to save a woman. That's too hypocritical!
Wanglaomao held Orange Hongxia and ran out.
But as soon as he left the ancestral hall, Mr. Wang heard a "hiss" sound in the air.
Mr. Wang is a veteran.
As a veteran, of course he knew what that "hiss" meant. It was the sound produced in the air when the grenades or mortar shells fired by the Japanese army's grenades flew over.
Mr. Wang instinctively fell down on the ground. He was holding the orange red glow, so when he lay down like this, Ju Hongxia naturally let out an "ouch" and fell down as he took her with him.
I have to say that Wang, a veteran, reacts really quickly.
Even when he lay down, he didn't forget to twitch his arms and raise his head, so that he could directly protect Ju Hongxia under him.
At this time, there was a "boom" right behind Wang Laomao and the two of them, and the Japanese grenade exploded right on the roof of the ancestral hall!
A hero saving a beauty is naturally a hero's highlight moment, but it also comes at a price.
As soon as Mr. Wang pinned Ju Hongxia down, he felt a blow on the back of his head.
Although the blow was not heavy, it still made him groan. At this time, Ju Hongxia, who was protected by him, also felt that something was wrong and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
After experiencing a moment of mental blankness, Mr. Wang finally woke up and felt a severe pain in the back of his head.
He instinctively reached out and touched it, and he gasped in pain and grinned.
But it must be said that Mr. Wang is definitely a veteran with extremely rich life and combat experience.
Although he was grinning in pain, he also instinctively realized that he was probably fine. What hit him could not have been fragments of a bomb!
What could that be? That's just bricks and tiles blown up by grenades!
It's just that the matter is not over yet. Seeing that he is fine, Mr. Wang is secretly happy, but then he hears Ju Hongxia, who is pressed under him, asking again: "Are you swollen?"
Mr. Wang felt that the voice had a vibrato of concern, and the southern woman's speaking voice did not have the hearty and rough voice of the northeastern woman. It sounded so exciting!
"Isn't it swollen? The back of your head is swollen even if you get hit with a spoon!" Mr. Wang blurted out.
At this moment, a thought occurred to him. If he hadn't been lying on Ju Hongxia's body now, he would definitely be like the old ladies in the northeastern countryside who would sit on the kang and slap their thighs when something surprising happened!
Orange Hongxia, you old bitch, no! You little girl, how could you be seriously injured? You must have been hit on the back of your head by bricks and tiles falling from the roof!
