The heavens start from Changjin Lake

The atmosphere in the cellar is a bit heavy.

Yes, there is no point in being a soldier. The Japanese have now reached the point of being crazy. They will not even spare young children, old people, and pregnant women.

Being a soldier is just one of the targets they kill.

Chen Juan ate quietly, thinking of her mother who was killed by the Japanese army and her classmates, her tears were like a bursting dam, flowing continuously and falling into the jar.

Zhou Xiaoli looked distressed, sat next to her, and gently comforted: "Don't be sad, everything will be fine, no matter how big the difficulty is, you will get through it. You should eat more now to make your body full of strength."

Chen Juan wiped some tears with the back of her hand, hummed, and picked up the can with chopsticks.

Ali is a laborer, tall and thick, holding a kitchen knife in his hand. He eats cans, his cheeks rattling.

"Sooner or later, I'll chop them to death with a kitchen knife for those stupid Japanese devils."

"Eat." Chen Wenhua sighed.

After eating, Han Yang also woke up and ate the roasted chicken in small bites.

"Conditions are limited and I can't warm you up." Xia Yuan sat on the bed and looked at him.

"It's okay, Brother Yuan, thank you for saving me."

After eating half of the roast chicken, Han Yang's pale face regained some vitality and was no longer as pale as a sheet of paper when he had just fallen into a coma.

"What are you talking about? Thank you very much. Let's heal the wounds on our bodies and seek revenge on the Japanese devils."

It's easier said than done. There are very few people who can actually find revenge against the Japanese.

The vast majority of people were killed by the Japanese.

During the Jinling Massacre, there were even a dozen Japanese soldiers controlling thousands of prisoners. Many of these people were soldiers. This is incredible.

In that era of backward ideological concepts, the idea of ​​feudalism was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Many people had suffered oppression and exploitation by landlords, and obedience was the choice of more people.

Xia Yuan wants to teach them to resist.

"We are all human beings. The Japanese only have weapons, but now we are not much worse than them. I have weapons and grenades here. If you kill the Japanese, you can avenge your dead relatives."

"I'll do it!" Ali stepped forward angrily, grabbed a gun, scratched his head and asked Xia Yuan: "How to use this guy."

"Just do it if you want. It's easy to use."

Xia Yuan was busy again.

There was enough food in the cellar to last them a while.

During this time, Xia Yuan taught them how to practice guns in the cellar. The guns were easy to master, but the key was whether they could hit the target after firing. This was very difficult.

As for the experience of fighting with a bayonet, it was all gained from fighting on the battlefield, and I was able to do it with ease.

It’s difficult to improve too much through pure training.

Xia Yuan only left his skills to them.

Ali is the one who has improved the fastest. He is a strongman himself and has grown into a tall and thick man. It is rare in this era. He is very strong and is a very good hand-to-hand fighter. As for marksmanship, it is not that important.

But when it comes to night attacks, the skill of the hand is more important.

After all, night attacks do not require high accuracy in marksmanship.

Chen Wenhua was a little older and not as good as Ali. It would be difficult for him to use the fighting skills Xia Yuan taught him, but he was smart and could learn to aim and shoot.

The second is the training for the two girls.

Xia Yuan said to them: "I don't hope that you will be able to use what I teach you in the coming years, but whether you can use it or not are two different concepts, whether you can use it or not in the future, You all must learn this as a way to save your life."

Chen Wenhua said to his daughter: "Follow your brother Xia Yuan and study hard. When your personal safety is threatened, use what Xia Yuan taught you."

The two girls nodded.

"The explosion time of a grenade is about 6 to 7 seconds. The safety valve is an important valve to control the explosion of the grenade. If you pull it open, the grenade will be in a ignited state. You must not throw the grenade after pulling it, otherwise it will be attacked by the enemy. Pick it up and throw it back.”

Xia Yuan watched the two girls nodding frequently and said with satisfaction: "Counting three and then throwing it out is the safest way."

The two girls listened very carefully.

Xia Yuan picked up the Japanese Type 38 rifle and said: "Gun, when I taught them before, you also listened, three points and one line, eyes, ruler and aim, a straight line, close range, dead target, just not If it can move, just aim. If you are running forward, you have to aim the gun farther forward. The bullet does not hit instantly. When it flies out, it has a certain trajectory. You aim at the person, but the person runs away. , the bullet will be empty."

"You who have gone to school to go up and down the mountain should know that you also use it a lot to aim at the head when going up the mountain and aim at the feet when going down the mountain. During this time, you should become proficient in pulling the bolt of the gun. You must do it in one go without jamming. This it's the best."

Xia Yuan gave them two empty guns and asked them to get familiar with them.

If you want to master a gun quickly, the best way is to go to the battlefield.

The current conditions are limited and it is impossible to create a safe battlefield environment for them. They can only let them speculate in the cellar like this. However, with a veteran like Xia Yuan here, their speculation is not useless. , but it improved very quickly.

In a short three or four days of training, everyone can master the action of pulling the bolt proficiently.

"I'm going to use the bathroom."

The temperature in the cellar was suitable. Ali was wearing a single coat and practicing his sword skills with Xia Yuan.

Zhou Xiaoli is older than Chen Juan, and she is also taller than Chen Juan. In addition to practicing guns, the two of them read and study. In some aspects, Zhou Xiaoli can tutor Chen Juan.

Chen Wenhua touched his uncomfortable belly, motioned his daughter to study hard with Zhou Xiaoli, and went out to the toilet with a gun.

The cellar is for living people to live in, and the number of people has increased a lot. If you eat, drink, and defecate in the cellar, it will not take long for the cellar to become filthy.

Most of them go to the toilet outside. One wall of the kitchen was damaged by Japanese aircraft and can accommodate one person passing through. They just go to the toilet outside through this broken place. After using the toilet, they bury the feces with the soil on the ground. Come, it will be difficult for the Japanese army to find it.

They went to the toilet mostly at night to avoid being discovered by the Japanese army.

As night falls, stars twinkle in the sky.

Chen Wenhua held the gun in his arms and carried three grenades and ten bullets on his body. He carefully opened the wooden board at the entrance of the cellar and stuck his head out to observe the situation outside.

Everything was silent, not a sound was heard, and the wind blew in.

Chen Wenhua got out of the cellar, followed the blown-out corner of the kitchen, looked at the dark night, and exhaled a cloud of white mist.

Use a bayonet to dig a hole in the ground and squat down for convenience.

The wind blew the earth and the weeds in the corner, making a rustling sound.

I could vaguely hear screams coming from far away. Chen Wenhua shivered inexplicably. He finished his work at a high speed, buried it with soil, and got in faster with his gun in hand.

Suddenly I heard movement outside the wall, accompanied by a woman's cry.

"You beasts, let me go!"

"Ah! Help!"

Chen Wenhua was startled. He ran to the corner, grabbed the broken wall with both hands, and looked out. On a fairly spacious street in the distance, a bonfire was burning.

A figure could be vaguely seen moving on the side of the campfire. Several Japanese soldiers were surrounding a woman, doing something obscure.

When Chen Wenhua saw this scene, he immediately thought of his wife and was furious. However, he was not overwhelmed by the anger at all. He gritted his teeth and was very angry.

He stared at the Japanese camp, kept the number of Japanese soldiers in mind, and quickly ran to the cellar with his gun.

"Xia Yuan, Japanese devils!" Chen Wenhua ran very fast, breathing heavily, "They captured our people right outside the church."

Xia Yuan stood up and asked him: "How strong are the Japanese troops?"

This was the first lesson Xia Yuan taught them. When encountering the Japanese, they must know the strength of the Japanese. As the saying goes, know yourself and the enemy and you will be victorious in every battle.

It was a very foolish act to take action when the strength of the Japanese army was unclear.

Chen Wenhua said: "More than a dozen Japanese soldiers."

"A dozen or so, that's the strength of a squad, they should be the scouts of the Japanese." Xia Yuan said to Ali: "Do you want to go? I'll find you some Japanese soldiers to practice with."

Ali touched the rifle in his hand and said, "I can't bear it any longer. I've been holding it in for a long time."

"Then let's go." Xia Yuan stood up.

"I'll go with you." Chen Wenhua said.

"it is good."

"We'll go too."

Zhou Xiaoli and Chen Juan stood up.

"What are you going for?" Chen Wenhua said, "This is to kill people, not to perform."

"Dad, we know that sooner or later we have to go out and face it. Are you going to stop us and never let us face it?"

Chen Juan deserves to be educated, educated, and speaks differently: "If we don't face these, we won't be able to grow. I know you want to protect us, but we must also improve our ability to deal with dangers. , you can’t protect me forever.”

Chen Wenhua was speechless and could only look at Xia Yuan for help.

Xia Yuan said: "She is right. The ferocity of the Japanese devils is beyond your imagination. They will have to face it sooner or later. Face it sooner and grow up sooner."

Xia Yuan was very majestic among them. After getting to know him during this period, everyone discovered a terrible fact.

That was Xia Yuan's power, beyond everyone's imagination.

He has both the strategy of a commander and the combat capability of a soldier.

Especially after they learned from Zhou Xiaoli that Xia Yuan went out alone to hunt Japanese ghosts. The food, drink, and supplies in the room were all brought back from outside.

In addition to these, there are more than twenty marching kettles hanging on the bed. These marching kettles all belong to the Japanese. A Japanese soldier will carry a marching kettle. More than twenty marching kettles mean that he has committed suicide. More than twenty Japanese soldiers died.

Zhou Xiaoli told them that Xia Yuan had killed far more Japanese soldiers than these.

When she first met Xia Yuan, she was chased by five Japanese soldiers. After Xia Yuan appeared, he killed the five Japanese soldiers in less than a minute.

When Ali first heard it, his first feeling was disbelief.

He then approached Xia Yuan for a discussion, and was beaten to the ground by Xia Yuan as soon as they met.

If Xia Yuan had a weapon in his hand, he might have died.

Everyone believed what Zhou Xiaoli said.

They didn't know exactly how powerful Xia Yuan was. They only knew that he was very powerful, but they had never seen him.

Chen Juan communicated a lot with Zhou Xiaoli, and often heard Zhou Xiaoli mention Xia Yuan. She learned that Xia Yuan was powerful, but how powerful she was, she wanted to see.

At night, the cold wind was howling. Several people got out of the kitchen and approached the edge of the wall. They heard a woman's faint cry for help coming from the street in the distance.

Xia Yuan turned on his night vision and eagle eye, and had a panoramic view of the Japanese military station.

More than a dozen Japanese soldiers were taking turns insulting a woman. These Japanese soldiers did not take off their clothes and let out a burst of laughter, swallowing up the woman's weak cry for help.

"Ali, let's go." Xia Yuan squinted his eyes, revealing a terrifying murderous intention.

Ali climbed to the top of the wall and saw a scene that made him angry. Following Xia Yuan's footsteps, he jumped off the wall and the two of them headed towards the camp.

"Don't go there." Chen Wenhua grabbed Chen Juan and motioned for the two of them to wait here.

A bonfire burned in the camp to provide them with light.

Xia Yuan and Ali ran very fast, searching for the darkness of the ruins on the street and quickly touching them.

"Don't worry about it, just go in and kill!" Xia Yuan's eyes flashed with murderous intent. He rushed over, holding the bayonet behind his back, and reached out to cover the mouth and nose of a Japanese soldier. The cold bayonet cut his throat. The Japanese soldier was unwilling to accept it. fell to the ground.

The other Japanese soldiers were enjoying themselves and did not realize that the danger had come.

"I killed your grandma!" Ali, obviously filled with anger in his chest, cursed loudly, held a kitchen knife and attacked the Japanese soldier, and slashed the Japanese soldier's forehead hard with the sharp blade.

A Japanese soldier fell to the ground in pain, blood flowing from his forehead.

These Japanese soldiers did not wear helmets. The helmets were hung on the muzzles of the guns, and they wore khaki military caps with the ears covered on both sides. At this time, the sound of skull cracking was heard, and the Japanese fell to the ground without moving.

Compared with Ali's brutality, Xia Yuan paid attention to skills when hunting Japanese soldiers. He grabbed a Japanese soldier, penetrated his throat with the bayonet in his hand, and pulled it out. The Japanese soldier fell to the ground, covering his neck, unwilling to accept it. Struggled, but soon there was no movement.

Xia Yuan kills people very quickly. He has been practicing martial arts since he was a child. He has been dragged by his father to study the meridians of the human body since he was a child. He knows where the weak spots of human beings are. He grasps the weak spots of the Japanese devils with his big hands. With a little force, the Japanese devils can no longer use them. With enough strength, he thrust the bayonet into his throat and pulled it out.

The Japanese soldier was not far from death.

Ali was very barbaric. He slashed the Japanese soldier's body with his kitchen knife. No matter where he caught a Japanese soldier, he would chop him down randomly. Once or twice, blood fell on his face. He was stimulated by the smell of blood. , Ali became even more crazy, yelling like a madman, suppressing a Japanese soldier who was running away while pulling up his pants, and slashed at the Japanese soldier with some curled kitchen knives.

Such wide-opening and closing movements are full of blood and violence, and consume physical strength very quickly. (End of chapter)