Show the sword, start from the guerrillas

Chapter 163 Chapter 162, Good things should not flow to outsiders

Whether it was a covert attack, a sneak attack, or a sneak attack with time to prepare, it was destined that the guerrillas' first battle tonight would be successful!

Just when everyone seemed ready, Xing Weiguo fired a gun... Bang... The sound of the Type 38 rifle was particularly clear in the dark night, and it accurately took out a Japanese sentry.

Hearing the gunshots, the other soldiers did not hesitate and pulled the trigger, shooting bullets at the Japanese soldiers who had been aiming for a long time. So, after a volley of gunfire, seven Japanese soldiers who were walking by the campfire were killed. Just as the remaining Japanese soldiers were about to move, the Czech machine gun in Taoist Master Zhang Jueming's hand started to fire. Amid the sound of gunfire, bullets formed a string and swept through the Japanese soldiers.

"Ah... Nani... Baka..." The Japanese were in chaos, with all kinds of screams and curses. As everyone was watching, a Japanese wanted to pick up the Type 92 heavy machine gun and fire. Seeing this, Bai Dabao and his men, who had been waiting for a long time, fired their guns, and the Japanese machine gunner was shot dead.

Just as the Japs were rushing towards the heavy machine gun, wanting to unleash its power, a grenade fell from the sky and landed directly in the ring fortification of the heavy machine gun.

Boom... In the dark night, the light of the explosion was so dazzling that it even briefly overshadowed the light of the campfire. And in the instant the light flashed, the Japanese in the machine gun fortifications were blown to pieces.

"Haha... the machine gun team provides cover, while squad one rushes up and occupies the commanding heights! Sharpshooters, cover the line and use grenade launchers to respond flexibly..." Xing Weiguo finally displayed the fighting style of three guns and eight routes. The ones with quick hands only fired two shots, and then he let a squad rush towards the position on the top of the hill.

However, in the current situation, it seems that there is nothing wrong with charging forward. After all, there are only two squads of the Japanese, more than 20 of them, and the firepower output just now has already destroyed most of the Japanese's manpower.

"Comrades, follow me! The first group of assault troops will go over there, the second group will go to the west, and I will be in the middle to provide support!" As the squad leader of the first squad, Hu Yanlong naturally led the charge. He divided the first squad into two groups, with 2 people in each group, and he attacked from the middle. The attack formation consisting of only 1 people occupied a span of nearly 1 meters on the southern slope of the south hillside.

Among the attacking team, Wei Youtian from Weijia Village rushed to the front. At this time, his eyes were red, and he stared at the top of the mountain against the bonfire, where his family's fields were.

I still remember that when I was a child, my parents worked in the mountains, and he followed his friends to catch birds in the woods here, pick sour dates on the hillside in the north, and catch grasshoppers here. At that time, when my mother was tired from working, she would stand up, look around, and then call his nickname.

Then, a group of little friends ran out of the woods like the wind, and each went to their own fields to look for their relatives.

I still remember that when he was older and able to work, his father personally took him to the top of the mountain and told him to work hard and save enough wheat, and then he would go to Yin Jiulang Village to find a wife for him.

I still remember that when his family finally saved enough wheat, the Japanese invaders came! At that time, no one knew that the Japanese invaders would kill and burn people! His mother died, his father also died, and Yin Jiulang's wife in the village was also gone, but he escaped because he went into the mountains to hunt.

Revenge...No way! I look up to the sky with tears in my eyes, but there is no answer from the sky!
Later, the guerrillas came and wanted to recruit soldiers. Wei Youtian was the first to sign up and trained the hardest! Today, it was finally time for revenge! Running across the familiar hillside, Wei Youtian was the first to cross the ridge of the hill and reach his own field on the top of the hill.

"Bageyalu..." Wei Youtian heard the howling of the Japs, but he was not afraid. Instead, he became even more excited.

Pah… the familiar sound of gunfire rang out, and Wei Youtian felt a numbness in his ribs, but it did not affect his movements. At this time, he did not care about his own feelings at all, but looked at the Japanese soldier who fired the gun. The Japanese soldier did not seem to be injured, because when he saw Wei Youtian rushing over, he actually turned off the safety and fixed his bayonet.

His red eyes reflected the red bonfire, but Wei Youtian jumped up directly. Since there was a bayonet on the muzzle of his gun, he thrust the gun forward and stabbed.

Feeling his gun being tugged, Wei Youtian's bayonet lost its accuracy and stabbed the enemy's arm into the air. The enemy muttered something in Japanese that he didn't understand with disdain.

"The sick man of East Asia... an inferior race..." the Japanese soldier who met Wei Youtian shouted, but his hands were strictly following the instructor's training, turning his hand over and inserting the bayonet into Wei Youtian's chest. He had done this before, when he first came to China, a civilian was tied to a pillar, and these new recruits were asked to practice stabbing and find the feeling of the bayonet piercing the human body.

"Kill..." The Japanese soldier moved very quickly, and the bayonet was about to pierce Wei Youtian's chest, but Wei Youtian took a big step sideways, taking advantage of the direction where the bayonet was just pulled away, and barely avoided the bayonet coming at his chest. In the light of the bonfire, he saw the Japanese soldier's somewhat surprised eyes, as if he should have stabbed him this time?

Wei Youtian was not giving it away for nothing! He took advantage of the situation and grabbed the gun barrel of the Japanese soldier, pulled it back a bit, and then clamped it tightly with his armpits to prevent the Japanese soldier from pulling the gun barrel back. At the same time, he shook the rifle in his right hand, grabbed the middle part, and then stabbed the Japanese soldier.

The little devil naturally didn't want to die, so he simply let go of his gun and grabbed the barrel of the gun that was stabbing at him. So, Wei Youtian held a gun in each hand, and the devil grabbed Wei Youtian's gun barrel with both hands, and the two of them confronted each other.

At this moment, Wei Youtian decisively raised his right foot and, following the technique of the crotch-kicking kick taught by the instructor, kicked out with a snap.

Puff... Wei Youtian felt that his right foot seemed to touch something, but the Zhaowu military boots had a steel plate for support, so he couldn't feel it very accurately. At this time, the Japanese soldier opposite him loosened his hands that were holding his gun barrel, and then covered his crotch with all his strength, and fell to the ground and rolled.

Wei Youtian would not miss this good opportunity. He decisively let go of the rifle in his left hand, then held his rifle with both hands, pointed the bayonet at the Japanese soldier on the ground, stabbed him hard, pulled him out, stabbed him again, and pulled him out...

"I told you to come to my field, I told you to burn my house, I told you to kill my parents... This knife was from the second aunt next door; this knife was from the old man Mancang at the entrance of the village, this knife was..." Wei Youtian stabbed the motionless devils with his knife while muttering about the dead villagers in his memory, but his eyes were blurred...

(End of this chapter)