Hei Qi stretched out his hand and asked Ah Fu, "Ah Fu, would you like a cigarette?"
Ah Fu quickly took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed it to Hei Qi. Hei Qi took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, held it in his mouth, and then took out a matchbox, but failed to strike several matches. First, it was because the match was soaked in water and damp, and the other was because of nervousness. Yes, Hei Qi was very nervous at the moment.
In the past, Hei Qi never felt nervous when Xu Rui was around.
Anyway, no matter what happens, they just have to follow Xu Rui's orders. Anyway, as long as the camp is there, they can't suffer any loss, and they can kill the Japanese devils!
But now, Xu Rui is not by his side, and Hei Qi can only rely on himself.
Not only that, the lives of the forty brothers in the platoon were all in his hands. As long as he lost consciousness, it was very likely that the lives of all the brothers in the platoon would be ruined. When he thought of this, Hei Qi felt his mouth go dry and his hands were wet. I struck several matches, but still couldn't light them. At this time, Ah Fu struck a match and handed it over.
Hei Qi lit a cigarette and thanked Ah Fu again: "Thanks, Ah Fu."
Ah Fu threw away the match and suddenly pointed forward and said: "Brother Qi, the little devil is here."
A cold flame immediately appeared in the depths of Hei Qi's eyes. His legs that were trembling slightly just now stopped shaking immediately. The tension in his heart also disappeared in an instant. What was left was only murderous intent, cold and endless murderous intent. , and this is the veteran who will never let go at critical moments.
Throwing the cigarette he had just taken a puff on the ground and stamping it out with his foot, Hei Qi said: "Send the order, get ready to fight!"
After finishing speaking, Hei Qi walked up to the middle of the road with a big smile on his shoulder, waving repeatedly to signal the Japanese convoy coming slowly in front to stop. Ah Fu, who stayed at the intersection, put his right hand behind his back, and soon He secretly gave orders to the dozen remaining soldiers behind him and to the brothers ambushed in the woods on both sides.
The Japanese convoy slowly approached and finally stopped seventy steps away from Hei.
Then the head of a Japanese officer popped out of the passenger seat of the first truck and asked in Japanese: "Which unit are you from? What happened?"
"Hai." Hei Qi imitated the Japanese and paused heavily.
Then, Hei Qi quickly removed the 38 cover from his shoulder and aimed at the Japanese officer with a shot. However, the Japanese officer reacted very quickly and immediately retracted his head, then held the bastard box out of the car window. , fired three shots in a row. Fortunately, Hei Qi reacted quickly and avoided it, but even so, his arm was still damaged.
In an instant, more than a dozen remnant soldiers standing at the intersection and more than twenty remnant soldiers who had been ambushing in the woods on both sides of the road opened fire one after another, especially the three crooked machine guns, which occupied three corners respectively, firing at 12o degrees. The shooting angles were staggered from each other, and they fired fiercely at the ambush circle. The dense rain of bullets completely swallowed up the three trucks in an instant.
The rapid fire attack lasted for more than five minutes before Hei Qi shouted to stop.
Upon hearing the order, a dozen remnant soldiers at the intersection and more than twenty remnant soldiers in the woods ceased fire.
After the officers and soldiers of the Independent Battalion ceased fire, the entire battlefield immediately fell silent. No Japanese could fire back, and only faint groans came from the carriage.
Obviously, all the Japs have been killed!
Hei Qi looked at each other and laughed at the dozen remnant soldiers behind him.
Victory was far easier than imagined. The three carts of Japs were killed effortlessly.
Hei Qi slung the Sanba Dagai over his shoulder and said loudly: "Quickly, clean the battlefield and see if this truck can still be used."
Hei Qi gave the order, and the twenty-odd remnant soldiers who were ambushing on the roadside came forward to search for the loot. However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred!
The three Japanese trucks, which had been silent just now, suddenly became noisy.
The canvas that originally covered the three trucks was suddenly lifted up, revealing the dark steel plate underneath. Then the dark steel plate shrank up and down, revealing a whole row of shooting holes in the middle. The next moment, countless The black muzzle of the gun stretched out from the shooting hole and aimed at the unprepared soldiers of the Independent Battalion.
"Fuck, I've been fooled!" Hei Qi's hair stood on end and he immediately shouted, "Hurry and hide..."
However, it was already too late. As soon as Hei Qi finished speaking, the Japanese opened fire violently. In an instant, the dense rain of bullets had swallowed up the officers and soldiers of the Independent Battalion. The Independent Battalion was rushing forward, preparing to clean the battlefield and collect loot. The officers and soldiers fell down row by row in an instant, lying in a pool of blood.
Hei Qi was also shot and fell to the ground. It was the Japanese officer who fired.
Only Ah Fu and the dozen remnant soldiers guarding the intersection escaped.
"Brother Qi?!" Seeing Hei Qi fall to the ground, Ah Fu's eyes immediately turned red, and he rushed to save him with the last dozen or so remaining soldiers.
"Afu!" Hei Qi roared with all his strength, "Retreat quickly and transport the weapons and ammunition back. We must transport all the weapons and ammunition back before dark, uh..."
Before he finished speaking, Hei Qi tilted his head and took his last breath.
Until the last time he died, Hei Qi's eyes were wide open and he couldn't rest in peace! He was not able to see with his own eyes the defeat of little Japan, and the day when the little Japanese were driven out of China. He Qiqi would never die in peace!
Ah Fu burst into tears, but he knew that now was definitely not the time to show off his loyalty.
After almost breaking his steel teeth, Ah Fu suddenly turned around and shouted at the dozen remaining soldiers behind him: "Retreat, retreat quickly!"
However, how could the Japanese easily let Ah Fu and the last dozen or so remaining soldiers go? Soon, more than 60 Japanese soldiers jumped out of the three trucks, and quickly spread out their skirmishers to surround Ah Fu and the last dozen or so remaining soldiers. Since there were still bullock carts, Ah Fu and the others could not leave at all. Not fast.
At the critical moment of life and death, Ah Fu shouted loudly: "Zhuzi, you guys drive the ox cart and leave quickly. The remaining brothers, stay with me to block the attack. Even if you die, you can't let the Japanese pass!"
"Yes!" More than a dozen remnant soldiers agreed loudly and quickly entered the shooting position.
The last remaining crooked machine gun was set up and opened fire violently.
The Japs' advance was finally halted slightly, but only temporarily.
The Japs had the upper hand in terms of both military strength and firepower, but Ah Fu and a dozen remaining soldiers were fearless. The situation did not allow them to think at all, and they could only react quickly with soldier's instinct, and then One is that since they put on this military uniform, they have already had the consciousness of death. The only suspense is when will they die
"Brothers, fight with those bastards, fight!" Ah Fu shouted sternly while firing continuously, "If they want to get past here, they can only step over our corpses and hit me." , Beat them hard! Beat them to death, beat them to death, beat them to death, beat them to death, beat them to death..."
(Dividing line)
Xiao Yanyue was marching in the rain with more than a hundred members of the guerrillas.
Marching in the rain is undoubtedly extremely hard, and forced marching in the rain is even harder. However, Xiao Yanyue and the more than a hundred guerrillas around her did not show any resentment, not because they were not tired or cold, but because they His mental willpower was strong enough. In fact, during the ten-year civil war, he had experienced more difficult experiences than this.
"Comrades, hold on, you must hold on, we are almost there." Xiao Yanyue strode forward and loudly encouraged her comrades around her. Even though she was small and a girl, her physical strength was She is not inferior to any man. In fact, she is more powerful than any other man. None of the more than 100 men in the guerrilla army can defeat her.
In order to keep up with Xiao Yanyue's footsteps, even Dabing, a burly man, was already panting from exhaustion.
The soldier cried bitterly as he ran: "Captain, brothers, I can't hold on any longer. Take a break."
Seeing that the team members were all very tired, Xiao Yanyue was a little hesitant. How about taking a break first? However, just as Xiao Yanyue was about to give the order to rest, intensive gunfire suddenly rang out from the front.
The sound of gunfire means there is a battle ahead.
Moreover, the gunfire was so fierce that it was obviously not the defeat of a small group of the Nationalist Army, but the large forces of the Nationalist Army had already retreated to Nanjing in great strides, and even retreated to western Zhejiang and southern Anhui. Therefore, this They may be the remnants of the temporary 79th Division, which is the target of their rescue after traveling hundreds of miles.
There is a reason why Xiao Yanyue became a guerrilla leader at such a young age.
In a very short period of time, with only very few clues, Xiao Yanyue made an accurate judgment.
Xiao Yanyue pulled out two brocade noodle boxes from her lower back with her backhand and said loudly: "Comrades, prepare to fight!"
The soldiers and more than a hundred guerrillas also removed the Hanyang-made or even old sleeves from their shoulders, and solemnly took out five bullets from the bullet bag on the crossbody shoulder, pressed them into the gun chamber one by one, and then pushed the bullet Loaded and ready for battle, Xiao Yanyue waved her hand again, and the hundred or so guerrillas immediately dispersed.
(Dividing line)
Ah Fu has entered a state of neither sorrow nor joy.
Pull the bolt, load the gun, aim, shoot, load the gun again, aim again and shoot, until the bullets are gone, take a magazine from the leather magazine, press it into the chamber, and then shoot.
The comrades around him fell one by one and died one by one.
From the dozen remnants at the beginning, there are now only three left.
But Ah Fu didn't feel any flinch or fear in his heart.
Now there is only one thought left in his mind, a simple thought, which is to kill those lousy little devils. Killing one is enough, and he will make a profit if he kills two.
Boom, a grenade suddenly fell and exploded violently.
The huge air wave instantly knocked Ah Fu and a remnant soldier closer to him to the ground. Ah Fu was shaken by the violent shock wave and his head was buzzing, and his body was scratched by fragments in many places. Fortunately, none of them were injured. Fatally wounded, Ah Fu struggled to get up, only to find that the remnant soldier beside him had his eyes wide open and had died.
Ah Fu just glanced at him silently, not caring about feeling sad for Pao Ze.
He raised the gun to aim, then pulled the trigger, but the 38 cap only made a clicking sound. He pulled the bolt, only to find that the gun chamber was empty. Then he touched the leather cartridge box on his waist. The leather bullet box was all empty, Old Mother Throwing Lei, Ah Fu cursed immediately, pulled out the bayonet from the scabbard, and stuck it into the card slot. (To be continued.)