In the villages and countryside in the areas controlled by the Japanese puppet regime, you can occasionally see people in plain clothes and carrying pistols wandering around in groups. The Japanese puppet regime called them "plainclothes teams". They are composed of various idle people, including gangsters, bandits, bullies, rogues, traitors, etc. They are active in rural areas and their mission is to target guerrillas and underground anti-Japanese organizations. The people also call them "traitor teams". Although they have no combat effectiveness, they have made a great contribution to the cause of traitors.
Today is their chance to make a contribution. Some time ago, they obtained information about the whereabouts of an underground anti-Japanese organization and successfully sent people to infiltrate its interior. They have not closed the net until today when they can catch a big fish. If they can dig out clues about the independent regiment, wouldn't it be a meteoric rise to fame
In order not to alert the enemy, they did not ambush near Qingshan Village. There had been too many failed cases of this in the past. This time they had an insider who knew the meeting place and time clearly, so they temporarily hid on the roadside five miles east of Qingshan Village, estimated the meeting time, and entered the venue afterwards, in order to take the enemy by surprise.
"Brother, I seem to be in trouble!"
Hearing Ma Liang talking in the bushes more than ten meters away, Hu Yi put down the kettle beside his mouth and tightened the lid, crouched down and came to Ma Liang's side, looking in the direction of Ma Liang's finger. On the small road east of the village, twenty or thirty people in civilian clothes appeared vaguely, approaching Qingshan Village.
"It should be a plainclothes team. I think the news must have leaked today, otherwise there wouldn't be so many coming at once." Ma Liang added as he stared at the target in the distance.
Hu Yi didn't say anything, nor was he nervous. The target was still more than a mile away. Although he had never fought with a plainclothes team, he had heard a lot about it. Their combat effectiveness was poor and they were all armed with pistols. He was now on the top of the hill and it would be no problem for him to stop this plainclothes team. The key was to notify Su Qing in the village to withdraw immediately. The fastest way was to rob and warn others.
Hu Yi took off his Type 38 rifle, loaded the bullet, raised his gun and aimed at the blurry targets. At a distance of more than 500 meters, he could not see clearly at all, so he could only rely on guessing. In the spirit of economy, he fired his gun and tried to let the bullet fly to the enemy.
Bang!
Gunshots were heard, but it was not from Hu Yi. Before Hu Yi pulled the trigger, he turned his head and stared blankly at Qingshan Village below the slope. The gunshots came from the village. The sound was duller than that of a Mauser pistol and louder than that of an ordinary pistol. It should be a big-eyed rifle. This is the little girl! Why did she shoot? Based on the little girl's proficiency with guns and Hu Yi's tireless teaching, Hu Yi would never think that the little girl would make such a low-level mistake as an accidental discharge. His heart sank to the bottom with the sound of the gunshot. Su Qing and the girl, they were both there, they were both my flesh and blood, why didn't I stay with them resolutely! I'm a fool!
Hu Yi ignored everything and rushed down the mountain with his rifle in hand, running wildly towards Qingshan Village, cursing himself in his heart and running towards the sound of gunfire like a gust of cold wind.
Ma Liang stared blankly at the figures running down the hillside, panicking for a moment, but he still lay there without moving. Hu Yi said nothing and rushed down alone. What should I do? Should I go down to help? No, the plainclothes team is approaching, who will stop them if they leave? Liu Jianqiang was also at a loss, while Luo Fugui was packing up his things, clearly ready to run away, so Ma Liang could only force himself to calm down and shouted at them: "Why are you panicking! Hurry up and get ready to fight!"
Luo Fugui didn't buy it. He packed his rations, prepared his water bottle, and carried his gun. "Damn it! Boss Hu ran away like a duck. Look how fast he ran. Why are we still showing off? We should leave as soon as possible!"
When Ma Liang saw that he couldn't control the mule, he immediately shouted to Liu Jianqiang, who was still in a daze, "Snot, this mule wants to escape from the battlefield. He will lose face for the people of the Ninth Squad and the Eighth Route Army! What should you do!"
Although Liu Jianqiang was a blockhead, he would stick to his guns when it came to matters of principle. He would even show a stern face in front of the regiment commander and political commissar. When he heard what Ma Liang said, he immediately recovered and raised the broken Hanyang rifle in his hand. He pulled the bolt open with a click: "Luo, if you dare to run, I will shoot you on behalf of the independent regiment!"
My dear grandma, Luo Fugui was speechless when he saw Runny Nose's serious look of misfortune. He sat down on the spot, sighed and began to mutter: "I have finally seen it, Runny Nose, you are really stupid, it is definitely not fake, just follow Ma Liang and die here."
Bang—the second gunshot was heard.
Hu Yi had already rushed to the edge of the village. The second gunshot made his heart tighten and hurt more, but it also made him run faster and more determined. It was still the gunshot of Big Eyed Lu Zi, which meant that the little girl was still alive, still in a stalemate, and still waiting for him. Hu Yi ran towards the location of the gunshot. He didn't know the exact location, but he knew there should be a gate with half of the door god stuck upside down.
Bang—the third gunshot was heard.
Hu Yi had already entered the village and was running in an area of gunfire, scanning all the gates in his sight as he ran, like a headless fly. The third gunshot helped him further determine his position, but it also made his nerves, which were about to break, almost crazy. Su Qing didn't carry a gun. Since she killed the silly boy, she didn't want to take a gun again. The little girl's big-eyed gun only had one magazine with only seven bullets. Now she had fired three shots, it seemed that she must have been blocked. She must be resisting, because she was a child who would not give in. The pair of cute pigtails must be crying and waiting for the appearance of the fox.
Bang—the fourth gunshot was heard.
Hu Yi had already seen the damn door god. He kept running and used the momentum to climb over the courtyard wall that was as high as a person. When the fourth gunshot rang out, he had already entered the courtyard and clearly heard the gunshots coming from the house. Hu Yi rushed directly to the door and stopped with his back against the wall between the door and the window. He was not stupid enough to rush in directly through the door or window. The situation inside was unknown, so he had to stop here first, clenched the rifle in his hand, and shouted loudly into the house: "Girl!"
It was only a few minutes from the first gunshot to the fourth gunshot. Now let's put aside Hu Yi's speculation and judgment about the gunshots and go back to the meeting place in the house a few minutes ago.
"No one can leave! Who dares to move?"
The person who spoke was one of the four people attending the meeting. At this moment, he had already taken a few steps away from his seat, and a revolver appeared in his hand, forcing everyone in the room.
Lao Luo looked at the man in disbelief: "What are you doing? Are you crazy?"
Su Qing sighed silently in his heart. It seemed that things were more serious than he had expected. He thought they would have problems in the future, but he didn't expect that they had already gone wrong!
"Haha, Mr. Luo, shut your dog mouth. To tell you the truth, I'm from the plainclothes team. I've been hiding under your command for so long, listening to you bossing me around, just to catch the big fish of the independent regiment. I don't need to worry about today's matter, but this little girl wants to ruin my good thing, so don't blame me for being rude." After saying that, he looked at Su Qing, and with a grin, he scanned her from head to toe.
Lao Luo finally fell silent, and only then did he begin to feel a little regretful. He was so stupid that he treated a wolf as a sheep. This is called being blind. Now everything is over. It seems that the plainclothes team is definitely coming. If Chang Hong hadn't suddenly asked to adjourn the meeting, everyone would probably not understand until they were surrounded during the meeting.
Bang—suddenly a gunshot rang out, deafening the room. Everyone was shocked by the sudden gunshot. A timid person collapsed to the ground on the spot. Su Qing even let out a shrill scream as the gunshot was heard.
The man holding the Mauser pistol was stunned. He lowered his head and saw a hole on his chest. Red blood was oozing out, staining the surrounding area and slowly expanding the stain. He raised his head again and scanned everyone on the scene. They were all empty-handed and looking at him in horror. Damn, this is weird. Who hit me? His vision began to blur. Just before it was about to fall into darkness, he accidentally saw a little girl with two pigtails standing in the inconspicuous corner by the door. There were leftover biscuit crumbs on the corners of her mouth and cheeks. She looked at him coldly with a pair of shining eyes, holding a heavy pistol in both hands, and smoke was curling from the muzzle.
Plop—he turned into a corpse and fell on the ground on his back.
Everyone hadn't reacted yet, still staring blankly at the person who had turned into a corpse, forgetting to look for the source of the gunshot in disbelief.
Only people with pure hearts are more suitable for committing crimes. Don't question this statement. Facts can always prove that this statement is true. If a gun is in the hands of a complex adult, the decision to shoot often requires a fierce ideological struggle. However, if it is in the hands of a simple child, the decision will become extremely simple and will not produce any guilt or any sense of guilt.
Xiao Hongying had fired many guns, but this was the first time she had shot someone. She did not find it difficult, but it made her excited. I shot the bad guy to death? Good man, the fox did not lie to me. The gun was too powerful and almost slipped out of my hand. Is he dead? Is he really dead? What should I do next? The fox said that you should never believe that the enemy is dead. If you have time, you should let the enemy die again. The fox was not talking nonsense. He did that on the path in the valley. I, Hongying, am not a rookie. I am also a soldier, a soldier like the fox.
Bang—the second gunshot rang out.
The second gunshot woke up everyone on the scene. Everyone looked at their own bodies in panic, and then looked at others. Finally, everyone discovered that the second shot still hit the chest of the corpse on the ground. There was another bullet hole next to the first bullet hole. The gun that fired was in the corner near the door that everyone ignored, and was in the hands of the little girl that everyone ignored. It was weird and absurd!
Su Qing looked at Xiao Hongying in surprise. The child's clear eyes were full of determination. At that moment, Su Qing felt that her petite body seemed taller than everyone else at the scene.
Lao Luo also reacted and said in disbelief: "Oh my God, little girl, did you do this? He's already dead, why are you still shooting? Put the gun down quickly, be careful not to fire it accidentally."
Unexpectedly, the little girl turned a deaf ear to Lao Luo's words, re-adjusted the direction of the gun, and shouted in a childish voice: "You are not allowed to move! No one is allowed to move! Put your hands up!"
Everyone at the scene was confused. What was wrong with this kid? Was he crazy? Or was he scared by the fact that he had shot someone
Su Qing moved closer to Xiao Hongying, wanting to go over and persuade her to put down the gun quickly. Xiao Hongying saw this out of the corner of her eye and immediately said to Su Qing, "Sister Su Qing, don't come over here. You'll affect my aim! Go to the side and stay away from them."
At this point, Su Qing really didn't dare to get close to Xiao Hongying, because Su Qing finally realized that the child was not calm and was still excited. He was afraid that she would accidentally hurt someone again, so Su Qing stopped and said in a gentle voice: "Girl, calm down, the bad guy is dead, it's okay now, be obedient and put the gun down."
Xiao Hongying held the gun in both hands and looked straight ahead, still staring at Lao Luo and the other three people, and answered without hesitation: "No! They were all good people just now. What if I put down the gun and another bad guy appears? I won't put it down until the fox comes!"
This is outrageous. This naughty kid must have been frightened by his own shooting. He won't put down the gun unless a fox comes? Is there a fox within a hundred miles? This typical person has started to talk nonsense. Except for Su Qing who could understand, the others all had the same idea. One of them was already disturbed by the ups and downs just now. Now seeing that this little girl started to make trouble, he felt angry. He put on a serious and scary face, approached the little girl and said, "You naughty kid, are you done yet? If you don't leave, the plainclothes team will be here! Put down the gun quickly! Put it down now! If you don't obey, believe it or not, I will..."
Bang—the third gunshot rang out.
This time, the whole audience was completely shocked, and the degree of shock was far greater than the previous two shots. Because the person who was speaking just now was interrupted by the gunshot before he finished speaking. He was pushed back a few steps by a force and sat down on the ground next to the wall behind him. His eyes were full of disbelief, and he gasped with difficulty. There was a strange gurgling sound in his throat, but he didn't have the strength to stand up again, because there was another bullet hole in his chest. He was about to say goodbye to his life. The large-caliber bullet of .4 or .5 inches almost shattered half of his lung.
In the horrified silence, the childish voice shouted again: "Put your hands up! I'll only say this one last time!"
Even though she was just a child, and even though she was not much taller than the table, her third shot ruthlessly killed all the luck and contempt of everyone. It was a truly ruthless deterrent. No matter how petite and cute the figure behind the muzzle of the gun was, it now turned into a ridiculous devil with its fangs bared.
Lao Luo and the other two people raised their hands without hesitation, staring blankly at the petite devil, not daring to move or say a word. They hoped that a fox really would appear within a hundred miles, and pass by Qingshan Village and accidentally get lost in this yard.
When everyone thought this was the end, bang—the fourth shot rang out suddenly, deafening and lingering. The man who was still making strange gurgling noises on the ground by the wall was completely motionless, because half of his neck was broken by the fourth shot, and his head was bent and hung on the side like a broken branch, forming an abstract artistic landscape.
Before the sound of gunfire faded, a voice rang out from outside the house: "Girl!"