The war of resistance against mountains is heavy

Chapter 2386: Strange Attack

"Menzi, are you afraid?" Zhou Jingyong asked his guard while still walking forward.

The guard smiled innocently, neither denying nor admitting it, but Zhou Jingyong knew that Menzi was not afraid at all.

Compared with Zhou Liqian, one of Zhou Jingyong's guards, Menzi is a veteran who has fought in many battles and is a very senior veteran.

He followed Zhou Jingyong since he first became a company commander, and he remained his personal soldier even after Zhou Jingyong became a regiment commander.

Menzi is a simple, honest and taciturn person.

Zhou Jingyong once wanted Menzi to become an officer. Starting as a platoon leader, he was always one level lower than himself. Now that he is the regiment commander, Menzi should be the battalion commander.

But Menzi didn't like being an official. He didn't bully others, didn't control others, and didn't like to control others. But he always served as his personal bodyguard.

Zhou Jingyong just let Menzi do it, as Menzi was a good shooter and reliable.

Zhou Jingyong was also happy to keep Menzi by his side, so that not only would he be safe, but Menzi would be safe as well. Just imagine, he had never been to the front line since he became the regiment commander, so Menzi naturally didn't have to go either.

"Uncle, shall we continue moving forward?" At this time Zhou Liqian peeked out from between the trees, and when he saw that they were getting closer to Houer Pass, he asked worriedly.

Now there were only three of them left, and he could finally call Zhou Jingyong "Uncle".

"How far is it from Monkey Pass?" Zhou Jingyong asked.

"Less than a mile?" his nephew answered uncertainly.

Zhou Jingyong also took two quick steps and looked forward through the gap between the trees. After he had seen all of it, he said, "It must be more than 600 meters. Why haven't our people made any movement yet?"

"One mile is about the same as six hundred meters. Uncle, let's not go forward. You are the team leader." Zhou Liqian said with some concern.

"There's a big difference between one mile and 600 meters. You still think I'm scared? Just say you're scared." Zhou Jingyong scolded Zhou Liqian.

Zhou Liqian blushed, he was indeed scared.

He has never been to the front line, and his uncle is counting on him to carry on the Zhou family's business.

Fortunately, Zhou Jingyong did not say anything more about him but sighed, "I don't know what's going on when it comes to being a soldier and fighting in a war. The more you fight, the more timid you become. Are you a dull boy?"

Menzi smiled innocently and did not express any opinion.

"Uncle, have you ever fought in a war?" Zhou Liqian suddenly asked curiously.

He and Zhou Jingyong joined the army later than each other. When they arrived, Zhou Jingyong was already the regiment commander. It’s not that their regiment had never fought in a war, but at least he had never seen Zhou Jingyong go to the front line. This was the first time.

"Have I ever fought in a war? Hehe." Zhou Jingyong was not angry when he heard his nephew ask this question, but laughed instead, "You think your grandfather is the division commander. If I had never fought in a war, who would promote me?"

One is an uncle and the other is a nephew. At this time, the uncle is no longer the head of the group but a real uncle. Zhou Liqian's words undoubtedly evoked his memories.

"There were many deaths at that time, but none of them were as tragic as when the Japanese devils came," Zhou Jingyong said.

"Yeah." Menzi nodded in agreement.

The war that Zhou Jingyong mentioned is undoubtedly the civil war, the kind where warlords from all over the country fight each other.

But no matter how hard they fought, there was always a limit. Of course, there were times when they fought to the death, but more often they did not fight to the death. What does this situation look like? It's like there are several warlords in a province, and the soldiers under them all speak the same accent. When they fight, they will fire a few shots from a distance. But is it possible that they will always fight? When they return home to visit their relatives, they may sit down and drink with their former enemies!

"Why is there no movement yet? Why don't they send a battalion up?" Zhou Jingyong is over 40 years old. People tend to be nostalgic as they get older. It was only after he had been nostalgic for a while that he remembered the serious matter and spoke up.

"How about I shout?" Zhou Liqian suddenly had an idea.

"Come on, you're attracting wolves again! Let's find a higher place to have a look." Zhou Jingyong said as he began to look at the surrounding terrain, but he couldn't help but sigh.

"Uncle, why do you always sigh?" Zhou Liqian asked.

"Alas, I am old and useless now. When I was your age, I would have climbed up the tree to see it.

But now, damn, my shoes can go up, but my feet can’t.” Zhou Jingyong said as he ran to a pile of rocks outside the woods, where there were several large and high rocks.

"This place is good. The stones here are flat." Zhou Liqian said breathlessly after climbing onto the big rock a few minutes later.

The three of them had already climbed onto a large rock and were looking ahead using the cover of the uneven rock.

But after just watching for a moment, Menzi suddenly reached out and pulled Zhou Jingyong.

"Huh?" Zhou Jingyong was stunned, turned around and looked in the direction where Menzi was pointing, and suddenly saw some bullet shells in the crevice of the rock below!

Zhou Jingyong and Menzi exchanged puzzled glances, but then Zhou Jingyong's expression changed.

"Go down quickly!" Zhou Jingyong shouted.

Both he and Menzi instinctively reached out to press the stone and push their bodies down.

But at this moment, they heard a gunshot from the mountain, and with the gunshot, Zhou Liqian screamed and fell off the big rock!

"Gen'er!" Zhou Jingyong called Zhou Liqian's nickname and jumped down while pressing the stone, and Menzi did the same.

The two of them had just jumped off the rock when they heard the sudden and intensive sound of gunfire from the Japanese army in the direction of Houersai behind them.

At the same time, they heard a series of "ding-dang-dang" sounds coming from the big rock behind them, which made their scalps numb!
But now Zhou Jingyong didn't care about the voice above his head. He held his nephew Zhou Liqian's neck with his hands and continued to call "Gen'er". Zhou Liqian screamed out: "Uncle, I can't take it anymore, I'm dead!"

Upon hearing Zhou Liqian's miserable cry, Zhou Jingyong actually felt relieved. How could a dead person scream so vigorously?

Don’t worry about where he was injured. Based on his experience as a soldier, at least it’s not a big problem now.

Just as Zhou Jingyong was feeling thankful, he suddenly heard louder gunshots behind him!
"Dong Dong Dong" "Dong Dong Dong", that was the sound of the Japanese Type 92 heavy machine gun firing. At the same time, the big rock above the back of his head seemed to be hit by countless huge hailstones!
The sound was so loud that Zhou Liqian's screams were suppressed.

The fire of a heavy machine gun hitting rocks is different from that of a rifle or a light machine gun. The bullets sound like small explosives, but are louder than firecrackers during the Chinese New Year.

Suddenly, the stone chips splashed by the bullets were like rain. Zhou Jingyong and Menzi covered their heads with their hands and squeezed into the cracks of the rocks below.

But even at this time, Zhou Jingyong did not forget to visit his eldest nephew.

He saw Zhou Liqian also holding his head in his hands!

Even though he looked extremely pitiful, this time he was sure that everything was fine. Even though he had fallen, it looked like nothing serious had happened.

Oh, why did I take him to the front line? Zhou Jingyong was annoyed for a moment, and then he thought, what will this little devil do? How come the three of them were discovered by the little devil just after they climbed onto this big rock?