The war of resistance against mountains is heavy

Chapter 2150 Warrior (II)

Why did Peng Liang say that Han Maocai might have some time to recover if he ran to the river?

That's because where there is a river there is ice. He thought that if there was ice, the Japanese devils' horses might slip when running on the ice, and Han Maocai might be able to escape from the Japanese army's iron hooves.

But Han Maocai thought much more than him!

As a veteran, Han Maocai certainly has his own insights.

Since we are caught up in endless wars in this life, we just have to take each step as it comes. Sometimes we can't help but think about what to do.

The three of them were rushing back according to Secretary He's orders. The message they delivered was very important, but the Japanese devils had set up control points on the nearby roads.

It is definitely not possible to charge head-on, so only one person can take the initiative to lead the Japanese devils away so that the other two can go and report the news. Whoever goes out to lead the Japanese devils away will be dead!

He believed that Qian Chuaner also understood this.

So could he express this idea? Even if he did, would it help?

It's useless. I can't let Qian Chuaner lure the Japanese away.

Qian Chuan'er was also a backbone member in Shang Zhen's camp. There were some things that Secretary He did not tell him and Peng Liang, and Qian Chuan'er needed to talk to the veterans in his own camp.

Qian Chuan'er's life is much more useful than mine!

Would it be possible to let Peng Liang go if I told him? It was true that both Peng Liang and I were ordinary soldiers, but I couldn't draw lots with Peng Liang to decide who would go out to attract the enemy, right?

If all the soldiers in their battalion are of this character, they'd better stop fighting the Japanese as soon as possible.

So, he could only rush out by himself.

By the time he realized he needed to break out, he had already looked at the terrain and planned to run to the frozen surface of the river to survive, but he knew that perhaps he could be like a grasshopper in autumn and jump a few more times before he died.

Yes, that is to say, it can jump a few times.

But it's good to be able to jump a few more times, maybe you can kill one more Japanese soldier!

This is the whole mental process that led Han Maocai to decide to break out on his own.

Now he was running as fast as the wind, but he did not forget to look back. One, two, three, four, five, he saw five Japanese cavalrymen riding their horses and chasing him.

But how can this be enough?

There are more than twenty Japanese cavalrymen in this group. If I don’t attract all of them, wouldn’t my death be in vain?

Yes, I didn’t shoot. Why would the Japanese come to chase me if I didn’t shoot?

Han Maocai, who had run out with the determination to die, quickly stopped, turned around, raised his rifle, put it against his shoulder, and fired at the Japanese cavalryman who was closest to him!

He was panting heavily after running so fast just now, and as a veteran, how could he not understand that he would not be able to shoot accurately if he was out of breath like that!

So at the moment he aimed and pulled the trigger, he desperately held his breath.

With a "bang" sound of gunfire, his shot did not hit the Japanese soldier on the horse but hit the horse. The Japanese horse, which had its four hooves in the air, staggered down as if it had been hit by a huge hammer, and even drifted on the ground!

As for the Japanese soldiers on horseback, they flew up with their fangs and claws bared.

But it was too late for him to care whether the Japanese soldier was dead or alive.

He quickly pulled the bolt and raised the rifle again!

The Japanese devils’ horses run so fast!

Although he knew at a glance just now that the second Japanese soldier was just a black dot, now he can even see the horse's head clearly!

Han Maocai fired a shot at the second Japanese cavalryman, but this shot disappointed him, he missed!

Stay calm, there's no use getting anxious!

Han Maocai reminded himself in his heart, and quickly pulled the bolt again to point the rifle forward. This time when he raised the gun, he saw the second Japanese soldier raising his saber on the horse!

With a "bang" sound of a gunshot, the horse fell down again. The difference from the previous Japanese soldier was that when this Japanese soldier fell off the horse, there was a shining arc in the air, which was the flash of the thrown saber.

Han Maocai knew that if he continued to fight like this, he would sooner or later be hacked to death by the Japanese devils. When he glanced back, he saw more black spots appearing. Of course, they were the Japanese cavalry who had heard the gunshots and were rushing here.

At this time, he naturally had no time to check for people, so he might as well run!

Han Maocai loaded bullets into his rifle while running, and when he rushed into the willow bush and was hit in the face by the willow branches, he also heard the hurried sound of horse hooves behind him.

Han Maocai turned around and saw that this time it was two Japanese cavalrymen who were spurring their horses to catch up with him, only a hundred meters away. Veterans like Han Maocai had never calculated how many seconds it took for a person to run a hundred meters, and they didn't even have the concept of seconds.

However, he has long-term combat experience.

Han Maocai, who was already out of breath, did not raise the rifle again this time but threw it to the ground.

After shooting again, there were only two bullets left in his rifle.

He knew that he was breathing so hard that it was unlikely that he could shoot accurately, and if he missed a shot, he would be in trouble.

So his method was to take out the only grenade from his waist, pull out the pin under the cover of the willow bush, smash the cap on the grenade hard on the butt of the rifle thrown on the ground, and then throw the grenade forward!

He didn't even pick up his rifle and turned to run. This time he only ran a dozen steps before he fell forward.

He fell to the ground but was not done yet, he quickly reached out to touch his twenty-shot box gun.

During this process, he heard the dull sound of the Japanese war horses' hooves approaching him like a death talisman, followed by a loud "boom".

When Han Maocai got up, he heard the wailing of the Japanese war horses again. Only then did he have time to glance back and saw that one of the war horses had fallen down, and the other was rushing towards him like crazy.

The Japanese army's second warhorse was already very close to him. How close was it?

It was so close that even an old soldier like him did not pull the trigger but rolled to the side instinctively. Then he felt a horse shadow flying past him with the sound of a strong wind.

And when he got up and ran towards the river, what he remembered in his mind was the huge horse hoof that fell to the ground and then quickly pulled up when the horse ran past him just now!

Damn it, I just want to die and this time it’s so exciting!

Han Maocai cursed in his heart and continued to run forward. At this time, he saw that the horse that had just rushed past him had run far away, and the Japanese soldier on the horse was hugging the horse's neck tightly!

The horse ran so fast that only then did Han Mao notice that there were drops of blood where the horse had run.

It turned out that the grenade he threw just now knocked down one horse and injured the one in front. The horse was already out of control due to the pain and fright.

The war horses used by the Japanese army looked tall and good looking, but in fact, they were introduced from Europe and hybridized with local horses. In terms of hard work and battlefield performance, they could not catch up with the Mongolian horses used by the Chinese, which had much shorter legs.

Han Maocai ran further and reached the ice surface of the river.

But the ice surface was not very wide. Autumn is the dry season, so it would not be very wide after it froze.

Han Maocai ran onto the ice and could only keep running forward.

But people in Northeast China all know that natural ice is not suitable for sliding and running. Only the places where people often slide are slippery due to excessive friction. As for the ice where no one has ever been, how can it be so slippery?

The surface was icy and Han Maocai couldn't slide so he just ran forward. However, his heel slipped and he fell backwards.

This time, not only did the back of his head hit the ice, but the box gun in his hand also flew out.

"Fuck!" Han Maocai cursed, and without caring about the buzzing sound of his head, he got up and reached for his gun, and at this time he heard the sound of horse hooves again.

"Okay, let's leave it here!" Han Maocai said to himself.

He grabbed the box gun in his hand and sat down on the ground facing the direction he had just run from. At this time, he saw that the Japanese cavalry had surrounded him.

Yes, they surrounded us instead of chasing us.

Perhaps the Japanese wanted to capture him alive, or perhaps Han Maocai, the small infantryman, had already killed several Japanese cavalrymen. The Japanese cavalrymen did not dare to be careless, so they pulled the reins and drove their horses towards him slowly.

The Japanese cavalrymen either held their sabers or reached out for the horse rifles hanging on their horses.

At this moment, Han Maocai suddenly laughed, then suddenly leaned forward, and then his box started to make a sound.

It was a short burst of "bang bang bang"!

However, this short burst of fire was not aimed at the Japanese army but at himself!

"Damn it, I can't let you capture me alive." This was Han Maocai's last thought before he shot himself.

Han Maocai died in this way, and his last bit of obsession turned into a white light and floated away into the sky. The light floated higher and higher, and finally merged with countless other lights and looked down at China. Perhaps, this is the upright spirit of the Chinese nation that has never surrendered to any power or aggression!