Anti-Japanese War: Starting from Yaobai

Duanwu kept observing the road conditions, looking for ways to get rid of the Japanese.

But the road was straight and empty, with nothing on either side except sparse trees and the occasional farmhouse.

"Brother Ye, this is not a solution. We must come up with a solution!"

At this moment, it was Sixth Brother's voice that came from the car.

Duanwu did not answer. His eyes were fixed on the front, and his mind was rapidly considering various possibilities.

However, at this moment, he noticed that there was a bend not far ahead, and on one side of the bend was a dense forest, and this terrain might be useful.

"We're ready! We're going to rush into the woods!"

Duanwu shouted loudly towards the carriage behind him.

"what?"

Sixth Brother didn't hear clearly yet, but at this moment, Duanwu had already turned the steering wheel sharply, and the truck instantly deviated from the road and rushed towards the dense forest.

"grass!"

The sixth brother complained because he finally knew what Duanwu was talking about.

The shadow was suddenly lifted up more than one meter high.

Fortunately, she was short and had great martial arts skills, otherwise she would have crashed into the iron frame on the roof of the car.

The two people finally escaped the disaster safely.

But the subsequent turbulence almost made Brother Six vomit out his overnight meal.

Sixth brother doesn’t get carsick, but he gets carsick when Duanwu drives.

He swore that he would never take the Dragon Boat Festival bus again.

But at this time, Duanwu didn't care about this at all.

At this critical moment of life and death, it’s good enough to be alive. Why would we have the time to complain about the difficult road?
Relying on his extraordinary driving skills, Duanwu shuttled through the woods, the trees whizzed backwards, and Duanwu even found the feeling of taking off.

That is indeed the feeling of flying. Sometimes, even during the Dragon Boat Festival, my butt would leave the chair and I would fly in the air.

Duanwu looked happy because he saw the mountain path outside the woods.

However, how to stop at this time is a problem. After passing through the woods, it is a downhill slope, and the mountain path is only about three meters wide.

But on the other side of the mountain road, it was actually a downhill slope.

In other words, Duanwu needs to very accurately place the car horizontally on the mountain road which is less than three meters wide, otherwise there is a risk of rolling down the road or even rushing down the road.

"Brother Ye, hold on tight!"

Duanwu suddenly growled and gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands, his fingers turning white from the force.

At this moment, he must have complete control of the steering wheel without the slightest deviation. Otherwise, it would not matter if the car flipped into the ditch, but his lifelong reputation as Duanwu must not be ruined here.

Calculating the distance and speed in his mind, just when the truck was about to rush out of the woods and enter the mountain road, Duanwu slammed on the brakes and quickly turned the steering wheel, using the vehicle's own inertia to perform a thrilling sideslip.

The tires rubbed violently against the ground, producing a series of sparks. Along with the sharp friction sound of the tires against the ground, the truck drew a perfect arc on the mountain road in an incredible posture.

Although half of the wheel was hanging in the air and the rear end of the car was tilted at about 35 degrees, it was fortunately stopped, and Duanwu breathed a sigh of relief.

Sixth Brother and Shadow in the carriage were still in shock.

Shadow leaned against the side of the hillside, and she could hear the sound of stones rolling down the hillside.

He quickly jumped to the side of Brother Six. Brother Six complained: "Brother Ye is really good. He was the one driving the car. The car tilted 35 degrees just now. I thought it was going to flip over."

Unexpectedly, the truck that had just stopped started suddenly, and the strong inertia almost made Sixth Brother fly out of the car.

The Sixth Brother roared: "What are you doing again?"

Duanwu whistled but said nothing.

At this time, the Sixth Brother, who had steadied himself, heard a rumbling sound coming from the woods on the mountain.

He used a dagger to cut a hole in the tarpaulin and immediately saw a number of Japanese trucks rushing down from the woods on the mountain.

The truck in the front was going too fast and the mountain road was rugged, so it hit a big tree directly, and the trunk broke.

The truck was like being hit by a giant hammer, and the front of the truck was deformed rapidly. The Japanese soldiers on the truck were also thrown out by the huge inertia, like a kite with a broken string, or like dumplings rolling in boiling water, falling on the surrounding trees and rocks, screaming and wailing one after another.

Immediately afterwards, another truck lost control and not only did it not stop on the mountain road, but it also rushed directly down the hillside.

Accompanied by the terrified screams of the Japanese soldiers on the car, it rolled all the way, raising clouds of dust, and finally disappeared from sight, leaving only a series of deafening echoes.

Seeing this, other Japanese soldiers tried to apply emergency brakes and stop the truck on the narrow mountain road, but the steepness of the road made their efforts in vain.

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A truck lost control during an emergency brake, the body of the truck suddenly tilted to one side and then rolled over. The Japanese soldiers on the truck were ruthlessly thrown everywhere, causing countless casualties and the scene was in a mess.

When seeing this scene, even Sixth Brother felt a little scared.

Because just now, if Duanwu’s driving skills were as good as the Japanese’s, then he would be finished.

But at this time, Duanwu whistled nonchalantly and headed towards the next Japanese stronghold.

The wheels kicked up clouds of dust, and the car was like a dragon galloping through the mountains. Duanwu even turned off the lights to take advantage of the moonlight.

The sixth brother behind the car couldn't help but start complaining again: "With the lights on, you're driving like a speeding car. Now with the lights off, won't you fall into the ditch?"

But no matter how much he complained, there was nothing Sixth Brother could do.

Although he could drive, he was confident that he could not park the truck on the mountain road in the situation just now.

The fact that four Japanese trucks lost control, causing the destruction of the vehicles and the death of people also confirmed this point.

The operations just now are definitely not something that ordinary people can do.

So the Sixth Brother could only use a dagger to make a hole in the front of the carport and keep an eye on the Dragon Boat Festival point so that if the car was about to overturn, he could jump out in advance.

But the rollover he expected did not happen, the truck just ran a little bumpy.

About half an hour later, Duanwu, Liuge and Yingzi all saw the lights ahead from afar.

That was the Japanese stronghold, a huge artillery tower that gradually came into the sight of the three people.

The artillery tower is very tall, about as high as a four-story building, and is built with thick blue bricks.

This kind of blue brick is very hard, at least four times harder than ordinary red bricks.

And if it is used to build a gun tower, one can imagine how sturdy it is.

The blue brick wall is dotted with observation holes and shooting holes, like a mud and stone monster, quietly lurking in the night.

The searchlight on top of the turret rotated and scanned from time to time, taking in everything around it.

Several heavy machine guns were installed around the artillery tower, with their muzzles all pointing to the east, which was the direction from which Duanwu and others were coming.

Apparently these little devils had received the order long ago and were waiting for them here! (End of this chapter)