Anti-Japanese heroic righteousness

The entire position was suddenly so quiet that the beating of hearts could be heard. Whether it was the National Army, the New Fourth Army or the militiamen of the county brigade and district squad, everyone's heart was clenched tightly, and the weapons in their hands were sweating. Keeping his eyes fixed on the front, he was afraid that if he made a mistake, he would lose Su Peng's life. The air in the entire battlefield seemed to freeze at this moment.

At 80 meters, 60 meters, and 40 meters, the hearts of the soldiers of the National Army and the New Fourth Army were raised in their throats, and the Japanese army also began to take action. Five soldiers came out from behind the common people with shining bayonets, and approached Su Peng step by step. Approaching, it seems that they want to capture Su Peng alive. The commander of the Japanese army is not stupid. A living major general of the national army is far more valuable than a dead one.

20 meters.Su Peng suddenly shouted: "Get down!"

The Japanese army was taken aback, apparently they didn't understand what Su Peng was shouting?The frightened common people didn't react for a while, they stared at Su Peng blankly.

"Get down! Get down!" Su Peng yelled twice hoarsely, and lay down on the ground like a demonstration. The common people finally understood, regardless of March 21 and [-], they lay down on the ground one after another, exposing thousands of Japanese soldiers in an instant. coming.

Almost at the same time, all kinds of weapons on the mountain rang out like a storm, and the bullets poured down on the Japanese army as if they didn't need money.In an instant, there was not a single person standing in sight on the battlefield.Immediately, the screams of killing swept down from the hillside.

Whether it was the National Army, the New Fourth Army, or the militiamen of the county brigade and district team, they rushed down the mountain like crazy. Everyone knew that the devils did not die because of this round of shooting, and the people were still under threat of death. Separate them from the devils at a fast speed, annihilate the devils on the battlefield, and send them to the trenches. Only then can they be considered truly safe, because even if the devils have no ambushes, this round of artillery attacks must be indispensable.

As for the national army, let alone, their division commanders are still in danger.One by one, their feet barely touched the ground, and several of them even lost weight because of running, and rolled directly down the mountain.Hu Zhankui and a few bodyguards beside Su Peng rushed to the front. Their faces were all pale, and beads of sweat were pouring down from their foreheads. Naturally, the distance of a hundred meters would not be tiring, but a living scare. of.

Hu Zhankui ran to the place where Su Peng was lying down, and his feet suddenly went limp. He could see clearly from the mountain that the teacher seat was lying down here, but this person disappeared.

"Quick, look for them scattered!" Hu Zhankui howled to the guards who were chasing him, his voice changed.

On the battlefield, the Japanese soldiers who survived the catastrophe had already got up from the ground, still dragging the people on the ground as shields, shooting and retreating.It is already impossible to attack, and we can only hope to persist until the arrival of reinforcements.But not all the common people cooperated with them. Could it be their son and husband on the mountain, how could they allow the little devil to put a gun on their shoulders and hurt their closest relatives.

An old man in his 60s with white hair and beard grabbed a Japanese soldier's gun barrel and held it high, allowing the Japanese soldier's suede shoes to kick him on the chest, but he didn't let go.

As for another old man who was slightly younger, the Japanese army had already kicked him to the ground, but he was still holding the barrel of the gun tightly in front of his chest, and the muzzle of the gun was facing his chest, and the blood on his chest His white homespun clothes were soaked, the old man gritted his teeth tightly, blood was dripping from the corners of his mouth, his eyes were empty, and he had passed away.But let the ferocious-looking little devil kick and drag him, and tried his best, but still couldn't pull out the gun in the old man's hand.

Not far from the old man, a pregnant woman with a big belly was lying in a pool of blood, biting a piece of bloody yellow cloth in her mouth, which was the same color as the Japanese army uniform. Beside the woman, a two or three-year-old girl was crying Calling for mother, her voice became hoarse, and a pair of small hands pushed hard on mother's chest, and the little hands were covered with blood from mother's chest.She occasionally looked up at the adults who were fighting with each other, and couldn't understand why no one paid attention to her, even her grandparents, uncles and uncles who usually loved her ignored her.Two lines of tears plowed open her filthy but immature face, a pair of big beautiful eyes were filled with helplessness and fear at the moment, it was heartbreaking.

There are also young and strong ordinary people who pick up the [-] large caps on the ground as sticks, and greet the devils with their heads and faces. But obviously, even with brute force, they are not opponents of well-trained Japanese soldiers. Under the enemy's bayonet.

But there was also a miracle. In the middle of the crowd, a man was covered in blood and had a hideous face. He was holding a big [-] cap. He danced and whirled until the water splashed down. , Like the god of war possessed all the way into the land of no one.The surrounding Japanese soldiers gave way one after another, forming a big encirclement circle in an instant, perhaps because they were surrounded by their own people. Although the Japanese soldiers were all holding guns in their hands, no one chose to shoot for fear of accidentally injuring their own people.

The blood man suddenly stopped chasing and killing, and stood with his gun facing the sky with a long smile.

"Hahaha! Happy, fucking happy, hahaha????? Come on, little devil! Grandpa will tell you what is a soldier and what is an iron-blooded soldier! Hahaha??????"

Suddenly someone in the Japanese army screamed miserably in Chinese: "The skinned butcher!"

The blood man turned his face to look at the sound, and where the tiger's eyes went, a Japanese soldier suddenly turned pale, cold sweat poured down, his feet went limp, and he fell to the ground, and then he let out a creepy scream, rolling and rolling Climb the ground and flee down the mountain.

This Japanese soldier was the interpreter who escaped from Mahuiling. He saw Su Peng skin the regiment leader Masao Suzuki alive with his own eyes. It was just that he was far away and couldn't see his face clearly, but he was very familiar with Su Peng's laughter. In his nightmares at night, he was awakened by this laughter, and his already fragile nerves completely collapsed at this moment.

Su Peng's voice instantly attracted the soldiers of the national army. Hu Zhankui rushed into the encirclement immediately, and then a dozen guards also rushed in and surrounded Su Peng. At this moment, Su Peng suddenly fell on his back without any warning. , The call of the mountain and the tsunami sounded.

"Master's seat?????? Teacher's seat!"

Soon, the large troops on the mountain arrived to clean up the Japanese army again and separate the common people.The militiamen of the county brigade and the district team took the initiative to take on the rescue mission. As long as they were wearing ordinary clothes, whether they were standing or lying down, they could be dragged, hugged or lifted, whichever was quicker, and they were only temporary when they reached the mountain. safe.

Just as everyone spared no effort to clean up Yu Kou, suddenly there was a loud shout from the foot of the mountain.

"Kill the chicken!"

"Kill the chicken!"

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