The war of resistance against mountains is heavy

Chapter 1886: Seizing "Yang Luo'er" (Part )

"I remember who this guy is!" Guokui said in a very low voice.

"Who?" asked Zhuanzi.

"That Japanese translator with glasses!" Guokui replied.

"Yes!" After Guokui said this, Zhuanzi also remembered.

At the beginning, a Japanese plainclothes team entered Shuiquan Town. At that time, they heard that the Northeast Army had captured a prisoner, who was the translator with glasses.

At that time, the translator with glasses was imprisoned in their village, so they knew about it.

  But now it seems that this guy is actually a die-hard traitor!

And this guy is surprisingly lucky, he actually escaped from Shuiquan Town!

  "Can you catch him alive?" asked the pile in a low voice.

"Why are you catching them alive? Just kill them! They are using a box gun!" Guokui said, "I will shoot the dog traitor in front, and you shoot the Japanese soldier behind!"

Zhuangzi responded with a "OK".

Both of them were holding rifles, but when they aimed at their respective targets, the translator with glasses squatted down on the spot, while the Japanese soldier moved forward with his gun.

It was the first time for both Zhuangzi and Guokui to ambush the Japanese and puppet troops at such a close distance, and they were somewhat nervous.

The translator with glasses stood there with a gun in hand, while the Japanese soldier was moving towards him with a gun in hand.

The closest of the two enemies to them was the bespectacled translator, who was still about 50 meters away. Guokui whispered again, "Don't fight yet. Why do I feel like they can walk all the way to us?"

"Then they will definitely be able to reach us! They are running for their lives now!" replied Zhuanzi.

"Pianzi, are you nervous?" Guokui asked again.

"I speak better now." Zhuanzi answered honestly.

What he meant was that when they saw Japanese soldiers appearing behind the "glasses" just now, he was indeed nervous.

"It's okay. I heard from the Northeast soldiers today that if we treat the Japanese devils as animals, such as pigs, horses, cows, sheep, etc., we won't be nervous when we shoot." Guokui said.

Zhuanzi then uttered "hmm" again.

Guokui and Zhuanzi were childhood playmates. They had the same birthday and grew up together until they both joined the village protection team and carried guns.

Guokui is a smart guy who likes to give advice on everything and likes to talk and take actions.

Zhuanzi doesn't talk much, but that doesn't mean he is not smart enough. As Guokui said, Zhuanzi is like a blind man eating dumplings - he knows what's going on.

So when two people are together, there is still some tacit understanding between each other.

"If we're not nervous, let's move these two things closer and shoot them, and try to kill them with one shot!" Guokui came up with his idea.

"Okay." Zhuanzi still responded.

"Let me beat that dog traitor, and you beat that Jap devil!" Guokui'er instructed again, and Zhuangzi responded "Okay" again.

This was not because Guokui was nagging, but because this was the first time for the two of them to shoot at the enemy at such a close distance.

The two of them each focused on one target and must not make any mistakes.

If they couldn't make the Japanese soldier lose his combat effectiveness with the first shot, they would be unstoppable with the Japanese's marksmanship.

The same goes for the translator with glasses.

  Although they also felt that Yan Jing's shooting skills could not be as accurate as the Japanese devils, but they were using a box gun. If they missed the first shot, then with the firepower of their box gun, they would have no chance to fight back!

The two of them had also agreed on this, and the Japanese soldier in front holding a Type 38 rifle had already passed the bespectacled translator who was squatting in place. Zhuangzi and Guokui naturally didn't know what cross cover was, but this didn't prevent them from seeing clearly that the bespectacled translator stayed in place with a gun on guard, while the Japanese devil was holding a rifle and getting closer and closer to them.

After all, Zhuanzi and Guokui are not experienced fighters. It is not a question of courage but a question of combat experience.

  What Zhuanzi is thinking now is, should he hit this Japanese devil on the head or on the chest?

A hit on the head will definitely kill you, but a hit on the chest won't necessarily kill you.

But the possibility of being hit by a bullet in the chest is greater than that of being shot in the head.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhunzi decided to shoot the Japanese soldier in the chest with his gun.

He held his breath and the muzzle of the gun slowly moved along with the Japanese soldier.

  What does it mean to hold your breath? Isn't it just holding your breath?

But who would have thought that this Japanese soldier did not walk fast, so how long could he hold his breath?

Just when he couldn't hold his breath anymore and took a deep breath, Guokui's shot suddenly rang out!

  As soon as the gunshot rang out, Zhuanzi had no time to care whether Gu Guokui had hit the target. His open eye was already fixed on the Japanese soldier who was less than thirty meters away from him, and he instinctively pulled the trigger!

At this moment, the world seemed to be quiet, with only the sound of the gunshot.

All details not related to the battle were gone.

For example, the rifle he used was a broken one, and when he shot, the broken gun would hit his shoulder and hurt.

For example, he didn't know how well he shot at about 30 meters, and even after firing the shot, he forgot to pull the bolt again to reload the bullet.

But none of this matters. What matters is that after the gunshot, Zhuanzi saw the Japanese soldier, who was very close to him, fall down directly.

"Oh my god! I hit it!" At this moment, Zhuanzi was ecstatic.

Being happy, he naturally wanted to share it with his good friends. Only then did he remember to go and see the results of the Guokui battle.

He saw that the bespectacled translator was already sitting on the ground, with the box gun in his hand dropped to the ground. He was covering his left shoulder with his right hand, as it seemed that he was shot in the left shoulder by Guokuier.

At this moment, the scene seemed to be still. Who knows how many milliseconds this stillness lasted?

Then, Guokui and Zhuangzi jumped up from the weeds almost at the same time, and rushed forward with guns in hand!

Killing the enemy is important, but snatching the guns from those two enemies is the purpose of their visit this time!

Guokui walked straight past the Japanese soldier lying on the ground and ran towards the bespectacled translator who was sitting on the ground and looking at him in horror, while Zhunzi stayed beside the Japanese soldier.

He saw the Japanese soldier looking at him with wide eyes in horror, and blood was gushing out of his chest.

There is no doubt that his shot could not kill the opponent directly, but it took away most of his life.

If it were someone else, seeing the once ferocious invader looking at him like this, he might feel panicked, but when the fight really started, Zhuizi wouldn't!

Just as Guokui said, just treat them as pigs, horses, cows and sheep. Fortunately, Zhuanzi's family has been butchering pigs since his great-grandfather!

Seeing that the Japanese soldier was still alive, Zhuanzi swung his broken gun and hit the soldier on the head with the butt of the gun.

Just this time, when he was slaughtering a pig, after it was cooked, he heard the crisp sound of bones cracking.

Then he threw away his own broken gun and bent down to pick up the other person's rifle.

Guokuier went to deal with the translator with glasses, he had to go and help!