The War of Resistance

"Finally we stopped fighting. I don't know how any group of people could have such a big hatred against the security guard." After dark, Qian Chuan'er couldn't help but sigh.

"Whatever, let's get down to business." Hou Kanshan said.

At this time, Shang Zhen said, "Let's go", and then the sound of Xixisusuo sounded in the darkness. This was Shang Zhen and the others starting to take action.

They couldn't go to the other side of the mountain during the day. Now that it was dark, they could finally take advantage of the darkness and start moving forward.

I don't know what happened during the day today. Just as Qian Chuan'er lamented, I don't know which group has a big grudge against the security guards. The gunshots sounded densely or sparsely from time to time.

Sometimes the gunshots stopped, and they thought that the security guard and his opponents were finished and they could continue to look for Leng Xiaozhi. Then, the gunfire suddenly rang out again, and it sounded like machine gun fire. sound.

Because he was so impressed by the gunshots during the day, Bai Zhan muttered, "I hope those idiots from the security guard don't use flares" just after Shang Zhen and the others left in the dark.

"Say something nice." Ma Erhuzi said to Bai Zhan dissatisfied.

After that, no one spoke anymore, and everyone moved forward cautiously.

Dark night has fallen. This time they are rescuing people and fighting Japanese invaders. Who knows what will be waiting for them at night?

At this time, in a house on a certain mountain in Cangshan Mountain, a man and a woman were talking quietly through the door. It was Leng Xiaozhi who was talking to the young soldier who had come to change the guard.

On the same mountain, Shi Naiwen, commander of the security brigade, said to his special agent company commander Fan Chengyun: "Let's do it tomorrow night, I will deal with that woman again tomorrow night.

I don’t believe it anymore. Those Northeast guys won’t leave tomorrow! "

The night is getting darker. Who knows what the other Northeast Army is doing in the mountains in the distance?

After a night of silence, finally, the white fish belly appeared in the east, and then slowly became brighter, until a sun rose above the horizon, and a new day began again.

"Damn it, I'm freezing to death!" On a certain hill, a platoon leader of the Northeastern Army breathed on his hands, and then he started to pull at the soldiers beside him, "Get up, stop him Mother is sleeping, but I’m going to shoot those idiot security guards again, do you want to hear the sound?”

At the platoon leader's shout, the soldiers who were sleeping with him got up one after another.

"If we want to sleep warmly, our group has to get rid of the security guard today. After that, we can sleep on the hot bed." The platoon leader continued to shout.

"Hey, platoon leader, I just realized that your name is very good!" At this time, a veteran came over and said to the platoon leader.

"What's my name?" The platoon leader didn't understand why his companion named Huan Zhuzi suddenly mentioned this on this cold morning.

Yes, he regards Huan Zhuzi as a companion rather than a subordinate.

The reason is that there are less than ten veterans left in their platoon. The company commander asked this person to be the platoon leader, but this one was not suitable, and he asked that person to be the platoon leader, but the other one was also not suitable. So he got angry and asked the veterans to draw lots. This one was named Wu. The lunch box was served to the platoon leader.

Therefore, he knew that his platoon leader was not called leading troops in battle, that was called unlucky, and that was called leading the charge. Anyway, the platoon leader of their platoon had died several times, and he was by no means inferior.

"That's right." Huan Zhuzi said with a smile, "Look, your surname is Wu, right? As long as it's Wu, no matter what you call it, it doesn't mean anything.

Wu Youcai, Wu Jinbao, Wu Deli, no matter what the good names are, they all mean nothing, no wealth, no Jinbao, no profit.

But your name is good, your name is Wu Da Scar. You see, you have been fighting for so many years, and you don’t have any scars on your face, haha. "

"Huan Zhuzi, get out of here, I don't think you can hold it in!" Wu Dashen scolded with a smile.

Yes, he is the platoon leader. Others who call him platoon leader are later soldiers, but the veterans all call him "Wu Dashen".

Wu Da Scar is not without scars. Because he has scars, the veterans call him "Wu Da Scar".

It's just that the scar is not on his face, but on his back.

The quarrel between Huan Zhuzhu and Wu Dashang finally made the soldiers energetic.

"Do you think those security guards are still on that mountain?" Wu Da Scar looked at the mountain road in the distance between the trees.

They and the security guards each occupy a mountain, with a valley about 500 meters in the middle. There are dense or sparse trees and shrubs on the valley, as well as large open spaces.

Yesterday, they and the security guards were "shooting each other" across the valley for most of the day.

But what kind of mutual shooting is that?

The security guard was shooting at them for real. They could hear the bullets coming from the opposite side flying past their heads and making a "pop" sound when they hit the tree trunk. There was a "chirping" sound in the soil in front of them.

But their ability to shoot at the other side was greatly compromised.