After Shang Zhen's division of labor, the soldiers guarding the village became busy again.

They needed to put the cooked pork on a carriage, and they could retreat as long as the Japanese soldiers who were delaying their return outside the village.

Seeing that Shang Zhen and the Northeastern people were not fierce, the people in the village finally dared to watch.

Who doesn’t like to eat meat? Nowadays, ordinary people can only see some meat during the Chinese New Year.

So the brave villager finally said, "Brother, can you eat this meat? Oh, why is it dirty? It's a waste!"

The reason why the villagers finally figured it out was that Shang Zhen and the others were actually on the army, so they called the eldest brother because Shang Zhen and the others were wearing casual clothes.

But they said that the meat was in vain because another pot was blown up by the Japanese army with grenades. Two soldiers in the house were killed at that time.

The soup flowed all over the ground, and the meat became dirty.

The bald head, who was loading meat in the car, glanced at the talking villager and replied, "What do you care?"

When the villager heard that the bald man's accent was almost as brave as his, he became more and more courageous, but he said again: "This pig was snatched by the bosses from our common people's houses before. Should you give some money?"

When the bald man was about to reply, the tiger pillar next to him was no longer happy.

Isn’t there that saying? Tofu is my life, but when I see meat, I don’t want it!

Now, no one took a bite from Shang Zhen and others. Although they were all hungry, none of the soldiers who were delaying the Japanese army came back. Finally, there was a delicious food, and it took three more lives. At this time, no one took a bite first.

"I'll give you the money!" Hu Zhuzi opened his mouth and cursed, "I only have guns. If you want to eat meat, you can go to the Japanese to snatch it!"

After saying that, Hu Zhuzi really pulled a bayonet that was thrown in the car and threw it at the feet of the villager.

Just now, the villagers were frightened by the tiger pillar and silent, but they never dared to say anything again.

When Hu Zhuzi wanted to curse something more, Shang Zhen walked over and hunched and picked up the bayonet, so Hu Zhuzi shut up.

"I don't know how many Japanese people have come, why haven't our people come back yet?" Wang Laomao, who also walked over, said, "Why should I go out and have a look?"

"Forget it, just your old arms and legs, I'll go." Shang Zhen said.

"Then you go." Wang Laomao said unreasonably, "Don't bring another one by yourself."

"I'll go!" At this time, someone volunteered, it was Shi Xiaowan.

"It's okay to let you run, but you can't fight." Wang Laomao disagreed.

"I said it just leads the Japanese in the nose, it's not really a war. Besides, the boss has promised to teach me how to shoot. The boss has the best shooting skills!" Shi Xiaowan ignored Wang Laomao's statement.

"Okay, take it with you. It's better to learn some skills early than to learn now!" Wang Laomao nodded.

"Okay!" Shi Xiaowan was happy.

"You guys go out and be careful." At this time, Gao Yuyan came up and reached out to take out two pieces of meat from the bag of the carriage, "One person and one piece."

Shang Zhen was about to refuse, but Gao Yuyan, who had already decided to speak up, said first: "You are just here, you are with a child!"

Shi Xiaowan is only fourteen years old this year, so he is just a child.

Shang Zhen no longer refused to take a piece of meat and turned around and left.

"Look at it?" Hu Zhuzi cursed when he saw a villager showing greed again, "I want to eat meat to fight the Japanese devils. Look how old they are, they dare to fight the Japanese devils?"

I tell you, you don’t have to be afraid of death now. When the Japanese enter the village, see how many more you can have in your village?"

Shang Zhen, who was running outside the village, naturally heard Hu Zhuzi's words. The soldiers outside the village have not yet retreated. Isn't it really not that the Japanese really don't want the Japanese to slaughter the village?

Shang Zhen's heart had already left a shadow on how to deal with the Japanese army.

If they are forced to block, they are not opponents. If they don’t block, the Japanese army will likely slaughter the village, but they are still soldiers with guns in their hands.

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Since Shang Zhen embarked on this path, this problem has made him struggling with it for many times, but he has never been able to get rid of it.

At this time, as Shang Zhen guessed, a small dustpan in a forest was aiming his gun at Gao Gang in front of him.

"You said how many Japanese devils we had to kill just now?" Chen Hanwen asked.

"Who knows how many people were killed? Anyway, it hurt the Japanese." Xiao Zhuji replied.

They had been ambushing the mountain before and saw that the Japanese army was really coming. Although the number of Japanese soldiers was large, they looked fierce and arrogant, so they decided to give the Japanese army some ruthlessness.

The so-called ruthless one is because Guan Tie Dou is there, and Guan Tie Dou is there, but they fired a machine gun on the top of the mountain, plus a four-person platoon gun.

Isn't this the right way to shoot a group target with a machine gun? Anyway, the moment the gunshots, they saw the Japanese army's marching team falling down a row, and as for how many people really fell down, they couldn't see clearly.

The same goes for the words, soldiers like Xiang Shang Zhen and others used the weapons of regular troops but used guerrilla style to fight, and they ran away if they took advantage. It was not so easy for the Japanese army to catch up with them.

As they spoke, the Japanese army really emerged on the Gaogang.

With the small dustpan, the guns that several of them pressed against their shoulders rang again.

This time the Japanese army was prepared, and Xiaowuji and the others were even more confused about how many Japanese soldiers they defeated, and how many were lying down by themselves. They collected their guns and continued to run away under the cover of the woods, and the Japanese army naturally continued to chase after them.

"We're so hungry, are we fighting a little too much?" Chen Hanwen said while running.

"Okay, if you have a advantage, don't take any bastards, it's always good to beat more Japanese devils to death." Ma Erhuzi said

"I'm still not hungry, run away quickly, and I'll go back and eat my big elbow!" said the little dustpan.

As soon as the big elbow was mentioned, the few people felt more and more hungry, but at the same time they also ignited the hope in their hearts and ran forward.

But is the Japanese army really that easy to get rid of?

It was already sunset, and the winter sun was the long dragged shadows of five soldiers running in the fields.

Soon, the five people ran for more than a mile. When they were around a small hill, Guan Tiedou threw the machine gun to the ground and leaned on the hillside and gasped and said, "Why don't you come and help us, I'm starving to death!"

But when he finished speaking, he was about to touch the Czech machine gun again, but no one answered his words. He saw that the people were all looking at each other diagonally. Three or four hundred meters away from them were also a small hill, but it was much smoother. Only then did he notice that there seemed to be someone under the hill.

At this time, he saw that the little dustpan had already raised the telescope. After a while, the little dustpan smiled. However, just now, the little dustpan ran very quickly, so his smile was intermittent, but others understood everything he said: "Qiu Bo and the others are there!"

"Oh!" Guan Tiedou, who had just been hungry, was not hungry, so he said again, "Let's shoot a few more!"

They are all veterans, of course they know the importance of cross-fire. They can't say how much damage the cross-fire can cause to the enemy, but what they are sure is that when the firepower crosses, the damage to the enemy will definitely increase exponentially.

If their group could kill five Japanese devils, Qiu Bo's group would kill five of them, and these would be ten Japanese devils.

Is there many killing ten Japanese devils? Not many, but not very few, because only God can know how many innocent people will be killed by the ten crazy Japanese devils in the village!

The sunset still slid towards the west at its eternal speed, and the gunshots were loudly sounding in the fields outside the village.

Are the Japanese army arrogant?

When they first came, they were naturally arrogant. If any Chinese army had to take their attack at this time, the Japanese army would definitely be rushing up with their unique extreme temperament of the Yamato nation.

But just like the story of "repeated, repeated, and exhausted" by the ancient Chinese, a strong will is not afraid of powerful opponents but afraid of being exhausted.

After a few gunshots, they chased them. After a while, there were several gunshots. At this time, the shooting point was no longer the same, just because the four groups of Chinese soldiers outside the village were all coming together.

The sky gradually darkened, and the battle to be unable to catch the opponent finally annoyed the Japanese army.

So the Japanese brigade headed towards the village.

But before they could approach the village, they were shot again.

In the end, the Japanese commander gave up the attack. If this continued, his subordinates would suffer greater casualties during the night battle. He felt that the loss was not worth it, so the invading Japanese army finally disappeared into the darkness and they actually returned.
Chapter completed!