Heroes of the Anti-Japanese War

Chapter 8 Give Me a Journey
Qian Xiaobao was not very satisfied with what happened tonight.He had planned to get another pistol.But only a rifle and an overcoat were procured.

After walking out of the woods, these two things had to be thrown in the woods.The rifle was thrown away because there was no way to hide it, and the overcoat was clearly a service overcoat.Walking around the world in a coat like this is sure to arouse suspicion.

Qian Xiaobao headed south all the way, trying not to take the mountain road, but to cross the mountains and ridges.This way you can avoid being seen.

These are all lessons learned.Over the years, I don't know how many people lost their lives because they were seen by the mountain people they met by chance.

Qian Xiaobao didn't want to kill people, so it was best not to be discovered.

The Japanese will definitely cast their nets in this large area in the near future.It's better to let them have no clue at all.

All the way to the south, across the mountains and mountains, Qian Xiaobao walked dozens of miles in one breath.He went from night to daylight and back to the slanting sun.

Standing on the mountain, looking at the small town below and a railway that traverses from east to west, Qian Xiaobao took off his coat, buried his rifle and coat in the snow without hesitation, and then strode down the mountain.

After walking so far, it should have been out of the scope of the Japanese search.However, he was still careful not to inquire casually.

Now there are spies and dogs all over the place.If you report suspicious persons, if you can help the Japanese catch the anti-bandits, the Japanese will give you a big reward.

And he didn't even have a certificate of good citizenship.

Although the sun has already set in the west, there are still people coming and going in the small town.Both sides of the main street are crowded with sellers.

Only then did Qian Xiaobao realize that he had caught up with Daji.It should be that people from nearby villages rushed here to buy and sell things.

I saw that there were still people selling yellow paper on the street stall. This is something that is only used when going to the grave.Qian Xiaobao's heart skipped a beat.He lowered his head and counted the time, and it turned out that the Chinese New Year would be in less than half a month.

He runs tirelessly every day, and encounters Japanese from time to time, which makes him forget the time.

I didn't expect another year to pass so soon.

Although they had little food and clothing in previous years, there were another hundred people on the mountain.So the Chinese New Year is also very lively.At least you can have fun while suffering.

But now, those people have become underground ghosts, and this year he can only celebrate the New Year alone.

Thinking of this, Qian Xiaobao rubbed his eyes with cotton hands.

Walking from west to east in the market, Qian Xiaobao realized that he had walked from Chaihe to the Whetstone in half a day.

Qian Xiaobao had been to Peony Peak to the south of the Whetstone recently, but he had never been here.

In front is the Binsui Railway.Qian Xiaobao planned to have a full meal and then continue walking eastward at night by taking the train.

Originally seeing sheepskin waistcoats in the market, Qian Xiaobao planned to buy one.But looking at the white skin, he gave up the idea again.

Wearing such conspicuous things on the train at night is almost like courting death.

After buying two scallion pancakes and half a catty of pork head meat, Qian Xiaobao had a big meal.Just waiting for the dark train to go east.

The train goes east from Mudanjiang, and the railway has two directions.Go to Suifenhe and Dongning in the southeast, and go straight to Mishan and Hulin in the east.

These two railway lines are densely covered with six or seven top [-] elite divisions of the Japanese Army.So every day train transportation is very busy.

What the train pulled westward was wood, coal and grain, and what was brought in was a large amount of military supplies.

Qian Xiaobao hid beside the railway.Two trains had already passed him.But they all drove westward with lumber and coal.

Waited until midnight and finally got a train from the direction of Mudanjiang.

Qian Xiaobao took his two hands out of the cotton pads to move his fingers.Pulling trains all depends on the strength of fingers and arms.

After the locomotive spouting white smoke passed by, Qian Xiaobao, who was already ready to go, was dumbfounded.

All the cars passing by were tightly sealed stuffy tank trucks!

This kind of car has no grip, it is difficult to climb up, and it is not easy to open the door.

Qian Xiaobao could only watch the carriages passing by in front of his eyes.

Just as the last carriage passed by him, Qian Xiaobao's eyes lit up and he spread his legs and chased after him.

The last car was not closed tightly, leaving a gap more than a foot wide!

Qian Xiaobao grabbed the open iron door with both hands and shrunk his body into a ball, then inserted his two legs into the carriage first, and lay down on the floor of the carriage.

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, Qian Xiaobao, who was lying on the floor of the carriage, saw three people staring down at him with startled eyes.

It's three Japanese soldiers!
Qian Xiaobao rolled hastily, and when he stood up again, the bayonet was already in his hand.

There was actually a small iron stove one foot thick in the middle of the carriage.

Qian Xiaobao kicked it with one kick.A sharp pain came from his foot.I don't know if the kick with enough strength broke all the bones of the foot.

The whole furnace flew up.Red coals splashed everywhere.

Three Japanese soldiers hurriedly avoided the flying coals.Just like that, a Japanese soldier stabbed at Qian Xiaobao with a rifle.

Qian Xiaobao dodged the bayonet, and swiped the bayonet against the rifle.

With a scream, the Japanese soldier dropped his rifle on the ground.One of his hands was bleeding profusely.

Without hesitation, Qian Xiaobao kicked him out from the gap in the open car door.He then threw himself on the second Japanese soldier who was pulling the breech of his rifle to fire.

He gripped the barrel of the rifle, and the bullet slammed on the floor and bounced sideways.

Without hesitation, Qian Xiaobao stabbed the Japanese soldier's chest with his bayonet.

At this moment, Qian Xiaobao heard a click.Turning around, he saw a third soldier pointing a pistol at him.

Over the years, Qian Xiaobao has learned how to disassemble a gun and reinstall it with his eyes closed.

The clicking sound just now should be the Japanese soldier who pulled the trigger without opening the safety in a panic.

This Japanese soldier is too cowardly.

Holding the bloody bayonet, Qian Xiaobao rushed forward again.

To his surprise, this Japanese soldier was obviously not as strong as the first two, and lacked the strength and courage to fight.

After only one meeting, Qian Xiaobao cut him in the neck.Seeing the Japanese soldier lying in a pool of blood, Qian Xiaobao saw the white armband on the Japanese soldier's arm under the reflection of the charcoal everywhere.

The train paused, and Qian Xiaobao's body couldn't help shaking.It should be the gunshots just now, and the train is slowing down.

It seems that there should be Japanese soldiers in other carriages on the train.

Qian Xiaobao was about to search the two Japanese soldiers on the ground before jumping out of the car and fleeing.

I got something tonight, at least I got a bastard box.

"Brother, brother!"

There was a faint call from the corner of the carriage.

Qian Xiaobao's whole body trembled.It turned out that there were still people in the car.

"Mushroom, let's shake a vine." A weak voice said.

(End of this chapter)