Heroes of the Anti-Japanese War

Chapter 22 The Little Rabbit
Ten minutes later, Qian Xiaobao, who was lying on the ground, finally saw a small group of Japanese soldiers running towards here quickly.

In order to hurry, the Japanese soldiers ran at full speed without any concealment.

Run out of bullets in the magazine and slip away.Qian Xiaobao picked up the rifle and thought silently.

boom! boom! boom!
Qian Xiaobao quickly pulled the bolt and pulled the trigger.

When the two Japanese soldiers were shot and fell to the ground, the other Japanese soldiers in front also fell down quickly.

blah blah blah...

There was a burst of machine gun fire from the side.

Qian Xiaobao jumped up like a conditioned reflex and ran around in the birch forest to avoid the machine gun bullets that were chasing him.

He finally paid the price for his choice.With the white birch trunks as a backdrop, the Japanese can easily spot any moving objects.

Qian Xiaobao had to get down again to avoid the machine gun bullets that came like raindrops.

Now it's not just one direction, but the Japanese used crossfire on both sides to suppress Qian Xiaobao, who was ambushing in the birch forest, making it impossible for him to raise his head.

It seems that the Japanese first outflanked from both sides and then the Japanese army in the middle rushed over.

Only then did Qian Xiaobao feel a burning pain in his head.A sticky liquid had flowed to his forehead.

A gash in his scalp from a machine gun bullet.If the muzzle of the machine gun had been lowered, his head would be smashed by now.

The fox fur hat flew to nowhere.But he doesn't care about that at all right now.Under the pressure of the two machine guns, Qian Xiaobao couldn't move at all.

What awaited him was nothing more than being captured alive by Japanese soldiers who were slowly searching for him.

Qian Xiaobao silently reached out and took a grenade from his waist.He felt a little regretful now, when he burned paper with Second Master Qi, he should draw a circle for himself and burn more paper.

In this way, he won't be short of money when he arrives in the underworld.

There were so many people who died in front of Qian Xiaobao.He himself knew that this day would happen sooner or later, so he didn't have any fear in his heart.

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Another burst of machine gun fire hit Qian Xiaobao's vicinity.This should be where the machine gunner is directing Qian Xiaobao to hide.

Three or four Japanese soldiers approached slowly with their rifles in hand.

Qian Xiaobao lay in the shallow pit, slightly revealing half of his head, and watched the Japanese soldiers who were getting closer and closer to him without blinking, while holding the grenade tightly.

At worst, everyone dies together!
When the Japanese soldiers were still four or five meters away from him, two gunshots from behind obliquely knocked down the two Japanese soldiers in front of him instantly.The other two Japanese soldiers quickly fell to the ground.

Almost at the same time, Qian Xiaobao jumped out three or four meters away like a rabbit ready to go, then rolled on the ground a few times, bounced up and jumped out in another direction.

This is his last chance to escape, and all the potential in his body has been stimulated.

The machine gunners on both sides may have been stunned by the sudden attack of the Japanese soldiers.The bullets came from behind them, and for a moment they didn't know how to respond.

It was these few seconds that gave Qian Xiaobao a chance to escape.As he emerged from the birch forest, he slammed the grenade against the tree trunk, pulled the safety catch and threw it.

When the machine gun rang out again, Qian Xiaobao had disappeared into the dense bushes.

In the depths of the mountain, a tall figure with two rifles hanging around his neck and a person on his back was actually able to walk like flying.

"Old Zhang, do you think the two shots we fired could save that kid?" the big man asked.

"I don't know. He probably caused the explosion of the grenade." Old Zhang on the back replied.

Then there was a long silence between the two.Many people deal with themselves in this way at the last moment.

At this time, Qian Xiaobao was holding a handful of hazelnuts in a mountain depression six or seven miles away and biting them.Then he spat out his mouthful of hazelnut shells on the ground.

They were all worm eyes, and none of them were edible.

The blood on his head had solidified, and all the hair was glued together and stuck to his head.

Qian Xiaobao stood up and identified it and found that he was heading west.

Within a day, the Japanese army, the Jing'an army, and the police all dispatched from the north of Suifenhe in Dongning to the south of Muling to start a large-scale search.

What they were looking for was a man with a head injury.

Dozens of Jing'an soldiers gathered more than 20 villagers from Balitou Village.

Wang Baochang, who is in his 40s, first stood in front of everyone and talked for more than 20 minutes about the bright prospect of Japan and Manchuria harmoniously building the Manchuria Kingdom.Then he began to scold the damned anti-Manchurian and anti-Japanese elements for destroying this bright future.

Finally, he cleared his throat and said, "Reporting the anti-Manchurian anti-Japanese elements is meritorious! Concealing the anti-Manchurian anti-Japanese elements is the same crime! Everyone has thought through the stakes in this!"

"Has anyone been to Bali recently? Has anything suspicious happened? If you speak out boldly, the imperial army will reward you!" Wang Baochang said.

More than 20 villagers in Balitou fell silent.

At this time, the platoon leader of the Jing'an Army took out a fox fur hat with a bloody bullet hole on it and passed in front of everyone.

"I see everything clearly! Have you seen anyone wearing this hat come here recently?" the platoon leader asked.

Everyone looked at the fiery red fox fur and the shocking gun hole on the hat, but still no one said anything.

Second Master Qi took a deep puff of the pipe and let out a puff of cigarette.

The platoon leader of the Jing'an Army came over with a smile and asked kindly: "Old man, have you ever seen someone wearing such a hat?"

"No!" Second Master Qi shook his head and replied.

He pointed at the hole in the cap with the tobacco stick in his hand and asked, "The cap is beaten like this, is the person still alive?"

"No! The anti-Japanese and anti-Manchurian elements are very hard-headed!" The platoon leader of the Jing'an Army replied angrily.

He then walked up to Lin Changling's son Baocai.

"This kid has a thick head and a thick head." The platoon leader patted Bao Cai's head and said with a smile.

"Why is your face swollen?" the platoon leader asked with concern.

"Let the donkey kick it!" Baocai replied.

What Baocai said made Erya who was standing behind him very nervous.

The swollen half of Baocai's face was kicked by Qian Xiaobao when he was picking up firecrackers on the night of New Year's Eve.

Erya secretly pinched Baocai from behind.

"Have you ever seen someone wearing a hat like this?" the platoon leader bent down and handed the fox fur hat to Bao Cai and asked.

"No!" Baocai replied sharply.

The platoon leader reluctantly showed the fox fur hat in front of Jiang Guofu and his wife, and in front of Lao Zhao, who secretly recruited bandits, and others, but everyone shook their heads and said they hadn't seen it.

There was no other way, Chief Wang Bao took this platoon of the Jing'an Army to the next village.

More than 20 villagers turned and went home one after another.

Second Master Qi and Lin Changling, who were walking separately on the road, cursed in a low voice almost at the same time: "Little bastard!"

(End of this chapter)