The war of resistance against mountains is heavy

Chapter 2281 Victory

There is a saying in Buddhism that a person will have many seeds of habits in his life, and these seeds are hidden in a place like a "warehouse".

These seeds are varied and come in all kinds of styles. They can be kind or evil, gentle or rude, noble or mean. In short, as long as there is opposition in the world to describe human character, such seeds will be hidden within them.

As it is said in the Tao Te Ching, bend to make yourself whole, bend to make yourself straight, hollow to make yourself full, old to make yourself new, less to gain, more to make yourself confused.

Dialectics and contradictions are everywhere. From the perspective of materialism, human beings are a unity of contradictions.

As for which aspect a complex person manifests in this life, or at a certain stage in his life, that is called the manifestation of habit seeds.

What I want to say through all the above is that not every soldier is born cowardly, and when both internal and external factors are met, even the most cowardly person can become brave!

Cowardice can be contagious, but so can bravery. The modern term for this is adrenaline surge, which makes people less afraid.

The veterans of Xiao Boji Company heard from Xiao Boji that the recruits led by his sworn brother were all new recruits who had been trained from able-bodied men. They saw those new recruits rushing forward with guns in hand and shouting fearlessly, so how could they not charge forward?

Shang Zhen also spoke his own words to the soldiers in his company, "Don't think that my sworn brother's subordinates are all veterans. They only got guns a few days earlier than you. They can't fight as well as you. Show them how you fight!"

The sound of "additional gunfire" came one after another, and the soldiers rushed out from their hiding places and rushed towards the knocked down Japanese soldiers.

A wounded Japanese soldier suddenly opened fire among the corpses, and a soldier from Shang Zhen's company was shot and fell down.

"Brother!" The soldier following behind shouted and when he looked at the fallen soldier, he saw blood oozing out of his brother's chest.

"Go home." His elder brother uttered these two words with his last bit of strength and then passed away suddenly.

Go home? This is his eldest brother's wish.

But at this moment, the word "go home" did not even enter this brother's mind. Instead, the word that popped into his mind was "revenge"!

Yes, revenge!

He stood up and rushed forward, but unfortunately, he was very close to the Japanese soldier who killed his elder brother in front of him, so he blocked the gun of his companion behind him.

He was so angry that he no longer knew what fear was.

The wounded Japanese soldier was trying hard to pull and push the bolt, but because of his injury, the process of ejecting the shell and firing the gun was still a little slower than usual.

So, the next moment, the bayonet in the Chinese soldier's hand stabbed hard into his chest.

But a recruit is a recruit after all. Even if he has fired a gun in previous battles, he is still a recruit when it comes to bayonet fighting and using cold weapons.

His bayonet stabbed the opponent's sternum.

Although his stab caused the Japanese soldier who killed his eldest brother to drop his gun, his bayonet was unable to penetrate.

But the hatred is still there, how can the bayonet stop? If the bayonet fails to penetrate, then pull it out and stab again!

This time the knife was also not accurate, and it failed to pierce the opponent's chest but pierced the opponent's stomach.

It was the feeling of revenge like a sharp blade piercing the body. At this point, the soldier, who was already like a demon, drew his sword and stabbed again, again and again. Although he still did not pierce the chest, he stabbed the Japanese soldier's abdomen into red, yellow, blue and green!

It is true that the deeper the love, the more severe the criticism; it is also true that the deeper the suffering, the more severe the hatred.

The only difference is that the former is used for relatives, while the latter is used for enemies, enemies who killed one's relatives.

So hatred is the best fighting power!

There were not many Japanese soldiers left. When the supplementary shooting ended, many of the new recruits cried out and vomited. Even those who did not vomit turned their faces away, unable to bear to look at the bloody scene before them.

However, the veterans of the Xiaoboji Company were already busy beside the corpses of the Japanese soldiers. They had to be busy. They needed to grab important items like guns and ammunition, as well as less important items like the personal belongings of the Japanese soldiers. Which one did they not need to get first?

Of course, there were also some Japanese soldiers who had gold teeth in their mouths, so they used bayonets to pry them out!

Shang Zhen didn't know about all this. He didn't have time to care about such things. He had already appeared on the mountain where Hu Sheng and the others were.

Hu Sheng and his class were not as uncomfortable with the bloody battlefield as the other recruits. Some even looked a little proud.

Shang Zhen then saw two Maxim heavy machine guns next to them, and one of them had been assembled!

Shang Zhen did not see the Japanese army carrying the assembled heavy machine guns up the mountain. Besides, the Maxim was quite heavy, so they could only move the components up and assemble them.

Therefore, the arrogance on Hu Sheng's face was understandable. Shang Zhen, the veteran, couldn't help but feel relieved, as it proved that he had not made a mistake in judging the person.

"Well done!" Shang Zhen praised at the right time, and Hu Sheng and the others' faces blossomed like children, but Shang Zhen immediately added, "There are still some shortcomings!"

The smiling faces of Hu Sheng and the others disappeared again.

Shang Zhen certainly approved of the performance of Hu Sheng and the others, but he couldn't let them be too proud.

At this time, his attention had already turned to the Japanese soldiers who were defeated by Hu Sheng and his men.

"Have you searched my body?" Shang Zhen asked.

"Reporting to the company commander, we have searched and found that they all carried a few dollars and used heavy machine guns, but each of them had a box gun." Hu Sheng reported.

"Take down your pants and let us see." Shang Zhen immediately gave the order.

"Ah?" Hu Sheng was stunned for a moment, but Shang Zhen's order was immediately executed.

What finally appeared in front of Shang Zhen and the others was not the naked lower body of the Japanese soldier, but the lower body still covered by a pair of shorts.

"You really bring honor to our family!" Shang Zhen said coldly, but he could not hide the disgust in his eyes.

At this point, Hu Sheng and his soldiers finally understood why Shang Zhen wanted to pull down the Japanese soldier's pants. It turned out that he wanted to verify his identity.

They were wearing Japanese clothes, but they were Chinese, or more accurately, "traitors"!

"Blow the horn and assemble!" Shang Zhen immediately gave the order.

Twenty minutes later, Shang Zhen Company and Xiao Boji Company gathered separately.

The two companies were not far from each other, and the difference was obvious when they lined up together.

Shang Zhen's company stood relatively neatly, and their trophies were not that much, but they were very eye-catching. The reason was that there were two Maxim heavy machine guns placed right in front of their company. Although one of them was not assembled, it was still a Maxim.

Two heavy machine guns would be fine, but there are two mortars set up next to them, plus there are several boxes of shells and bullets next to them. It is impossible to keep a low profile.

On the other hand, the soldiers of the Xiaoboji Company certainly wanted to stand in line, but it was useless even if they did. Many of the soldiers had become two-gun generals. The guns in their hands were replaced with Type 38 rifles, and the old guns they had used were thrown at their feet. Hanging around their waists were Japanese army belts and the bullet boxes on them.

As for other miscellaneous things, there were also lunch boxes, helmets, command sabers, boots, grenades, and even a pair of leather boots worn by Japanese officers.

The soldier who seized the leather boots was also diligent and had polished them until they were shiny!

At this time, Xiao Boji's voice came over: "Look at them, two heavy machine guns, two mortars, and then look at you, each of you is thinking about getting rich, are you planning to keep it for marrying a wife or visiting brothels?"

Xiao Boji's words elicited low laughter from the soldiers.

But then Xiao Boji snorted coldly and said loudly: "You guys are showing off all you want. You are much better than my big brother in grabbing the spoils. You even use Type 38 rifles, right? When we go to the support group later, those who use good guns will charge to the front!"

Who could have thought that Xiao Boji would say that? The soldiers were in an uproar, but Xiao Boji was too lazy to pay attention to them and turned around and walked towards Shang Zhenlian.

Ten minutes later, Xiao Boji said to Shang Zhen alone: ​​"Don't worry too much, I think we can send someone back to ask, maybe my sister-in-law has already returned to the Eighth Route Army.

We have to fight the Japanese no matter where we are. The 225th Regiment is not the main force regiment. There is no worst, only worse. They will not let us rush to the front.

We finally get to meet, why don't you stay with me for two more days!"

The reason why Xiao Boji said this to Shang Zhen was that he didn't want Shang Zhen to take his troops away, at least not now.

Shang Zhen looked at the small dustpan and couldn't help but sigh: "Even if I want to leave now, I can't. I have no food. I can't kill those two horses."