In Gaoliangtun, which was still shrouded in heavy snow, Hu Bazhi, who had slept well, took a gun and went into the surrounding woods without knowing where to go. Zhao Jinyu replaced Wei Ran as the sentry.
Lying on the warm earthen bed, Wei Ran wrapped himself tightly in a thick wolfskin blanket, drank a sip of sorghum wine brought from Hu Badhi's "home" and fell asleep.
At the same time, Zhao Jinyu was just like Wei Ran in the morning, wandering around this small village with a gun, and finally discovered the house full of bones and the door panel left behind.
blood letter.
In the woods around Gaoliangtun, Hu Bazhi pulled out the frozen pheasants from the snow nest again and again, like pulling out carrots, and tied them to his waist.
That night, when Wei Ran woke up from his nightmare, outside the paper window, the snow had stopped, and there was even a cold full moon in the night sky.
When he walked out of the main room, the large clean iron pot was already filled with a large pot of Feilong soup sprinkled with dried mushrooms.
At this time, Hu Bazhi and Zhao Jinyu were sitting next to the stove, smoking cigarettes by the pine oil lamp, chatting in argot that Wei Ran could not understand.
"woke up?"
Hu Bazhi was the first to say hello to Wei Ran, "Sit down and drink soup."
"The snow has stopped?"
Wei Ran took the bench from Zhao Jinyu and sat down guarding the warm stove. The latter also used a lunch box lid to fill him with a large bowl of bright Feilong soup.
"Stop"
Hu Ba pointed at his pipe and replied, "I estimate that if it stops snowing tomorrow morning, the Japanese and puppet troops will most likely come down to arrest people."
"How thick is the snow outside?" Wei Ran asked, taking a sip of Feilong Soup.
"It's past the knees"
Zhao Jinyu pulled out two roasted potatoes from the stove and placed them on the stove while replying, "When I just went out to pee, it was already past my knees, and it was probably two feet deep."
"The Japanese car is probably not coming," Hu Ba pointed at the stove and said, "it should be a mule sledge."
"If cars don't come, there's no point in destroying the bridge."
Wei Ran keenly noticed the key issue. If the Japanese did not use cars and only used mules to plow, they would not have to take the bridge. In this case, it would be impossible to keep them on this side of the river ditch as expected.
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"really"
Hu Bazhi nodded, "But I guess they will definitely rest at the Temple of Wealth."
"Then let's do it at the Temple of Wealth!" Zhao Jinyu said without thinking.
"You have to think about how to do it before you do it."
Wei Ran pondered for a moment and then asked another question, "Should we attack when the Japanese come, or when they go back?"
"You have to do it when it comes."
Hu Bazhi replied, "When they come back, they may have already killed many people, and they may have to ask the strong men to help them block the guns. So we can only take action when they come, and we can do it."
Just kill a few of them, and it's best to lure them into the woods."
"Put it down?" Wei Ran and Zhao Jinyu asked in unison, obviously having guessed Hu Bazhi's plan.
"We didn't carry those clips on our backs," Zhao Jinyu added.
"There are them in Gaoliang Village, and some of them are clips."
Hu Bazhi explained, "The old man who took you there early in the morning is an old hunter who has known me for many years. His family has many traps."
As he spoke, Hu Bazhi opened the wooden door behind him, pointed to the snow outside and said, "It was burned and soaked in manure when it was dark, and it was buried in the snow overnight, and it will be rusty tomorrow."
After Hu Bazhi closed the wooden door, Zhao Jinyu said, "Let's go get the clamp tomorrow morning?"
“You can only go at that time”
Hu Bazhi knocked the pot on the stove, poured a bowl of Feilong soup for himself, and explained, "If you lay down too early, you might be stepped on by the prey in the forest."
"Then what?"
Wei Ran saw that the two of them acted like everything was fine and couldn't help but asked, "Shoot them tomorrow and lead them into the woods. What next?"
"Run away," Hu Bazhi and Zhao Jinyu replied in unison and matter-of-factly.
"Where are you going?" Wei Ran couldn't help but continue to ask.
"Go find my brother"
Zhao Jinyu said, "Brother Hu and I have discussed how many we can kill by then. If we can..."
"It would be better if we could lead the Japanese to find your brother and the others, right?"
Wei Ran picked up a baked potato, tore open the skin and took a bite, and said helplessly, "Are you planning to lead the Japanese to surround and suppress your brother and the others, or are you planning to count on your brother to lead us to destroy and lure them over?"
Devil?"
After asking this question, Zhao Jinyu fell into silence, and Hu Bazhi had no idea for a while.
No matter how shrewd these two brothers are, they are only around 20 years old. No matter how much they engage in martial arts, it does not make them any more knowledgeable than ordinary people.
To put it mildly, their method of dealing with the Japanese is still based on harassment, and at most they add some experience and habits they have learned during hunting.
But no one has the right to say that they are not brave, especially...especially in this dark despair.
"Brother Wei, if you have any ideas, why don't you just say it?" Hu Bazhi said bluntly, "As long as we can kill a few more Japs, we will listen to you!"
"Yes!" Zhao Jinyu also nodded, "In the worst case, I'll give up these 100 kilograms of meat and die with them!"
"right!"
"That's right! Let's go to the Temple of Wealth later."
As he spoke, Wei Ran picked up the Feilong soup and ate and drank the roasted potatoes he held in his other hand.
Seeing this, Hu Bazhi and Zhao Jinyu looked at each other wisely and didn't ask any more questions. They just filled their stomachs with a bowl of boiling Feilong soup.
Waiting patiently for Wei Ran to fill his stomach, before Hu Bazhi and Zhao Jinyu had time to ask, Wei Ran said, "Tear down two wooden boards and carry them with you. They don't need to be too wide or too thick. They should be as long as possible, and there are those grenades."
Take it with you too."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After thinking about it, he added, "I also have those clips with me."
Although they didn't know what Wei Ran wanted to do, both Hu Bazhi and Zhao Jinyu went to the next door to remove the wooden panels from a wooden door, and then took out the clips buried in the snow.
Finally, they took their respective weapons, stepped on their skis, and left the dead Gaoliangtun carrying wooden boards.
They walked through the woods back to the Temple of Wealth by the moon, and Wei Ran greeted them and climbed in through the back wall.
After lighting the pine oil lamp again, Wei Ran walked outside and patted the snow that fell on him when he just walked through the pine forest. Then he crossed the threshold, walked a few steps forward, looked up at the damaged roof, and pointed.
He pointed at a pile of bonfire embers at his feet and said, "Light a fire here, and dig out the floor next to the bonfire, this one, with the God of Wealth behind it, and the stone slab facing the door."
"Now?" Hu Ba pointed and asked.
"Yes, now."
Wei Ran nodded, looked around, bent down and picked up a wooden board that was only three fingers wider than a ski, one and a half fingers thick at most, and about one and a half meters long, and said, "Just leave one person to light the fire and dig out the stone slab.
The other one comes with me."
"Brother Wei and I will go together," Zhao Jinyu said first.
"Get another board"
Wei Ran said hello, stepped on his skis again, walked through the snow from the front door of the Temple of Wealth to the outside, and walked a hundred or ten meters along the only road outside, finally stopping at a tree.
Directly below the pine trees growing diagonally.
"Do you know how to use Japanese grenades?" Wei Ran asked as he pushed the snow away with a wooden board.
"I know how to use it!" Zhao Jinyu nodded, "I have used it twice before."
Hearing this, Wei Ran buried one of the boards in the snow, then took out two Japanese Type 97 grenades from his pocket, placed them on both ends of the board and tried, and found that he could stand on his own.
Then he stood up.
Under Zhao Jinyu's puzzled gaze, Wei Ran unbuttoned his belt and peed on the two grenades and the board.
What puzzled Zhao Jinyu even more was that the urine only urinated on the head, so Wei Ran aimed at the middle of the board.
"How about I take a dip too?" Zhao Jinyu asked as if he had forgotten his thoughts.
"Spread it aside"
Wei Ran unhappily fastened his belt again and squatted down. Under Zhao Jinyu's increasingly puzzled gaze, he picked up the snow and carefully piled it around the two grenades.
After waiting for a moment to confirm that the two grenades had been firmly frozen on the board by urine and snow, Wei Ran pulled out the safety pins of the grenades, put on the bearskin gloves again, and called Zhao Jinyu for help.
With great care, another piece of wood almost the same size was pressed on top.
"How many people can be killed by this explosion?" Zhao Jinyu couldn't help but muttered.
"Scare and scare them"
Wei Ran smiled and explained that he was really just trying to scare the Japanese, and the real killing move was not here.
"Don't you need to bury it?" Zhao Jinyu asked, pointing to the wooden board that was particularly conspicuous in the snow.
"Need not"
As Wei Ran spoke, he cut out a few branches from the pine trees on the roadside, carefully swept away the marks of the two's skis, and walked backwards back to the entrance of the Temple of Wealth.
"I'll shoot"
Wei Ran said hello, and then, without waiting for the agreement of Hu Bazhi and Hu Bazhi, he loaded the 38-gun cartridge and aimed it at a hundred meters away. The trunk of the pine tree with its crown directly above the road simply
's pulled the trigger.
"Bang!"
After the crisp gunshot, the bullet hit the tree trunk accurately, and the accompanying vibration caused the snow that almost bent the crown of the tree to swipe down and spread evenly on the board and around it.
Compared to Hu Bazhi, who looked confused, a look of surprise flashed across Zhao Jinyu's face.
Wei Ran did not explain, but handed the rifle to Zhao Jinyu. He walked into the Temple of Wealth, walked to the already lit bonfire, sat down, and dug enough under the lifted slate bricks.
Deep pit.
This time, although the first two grenades he put down were still two grenades, there was a Yubazi filled with gasoline placed on top of these two grenades.
After some adjustments back and forth, when he was sure that the stone slab he placed could indeed be pressed down, he pulled out the safety pins of the two grenades at the bottom. After carefully covering the Yubazi and the stone slab, he picked up some dry pine needles and carefully
It was spread on top, and even a small piece of wolf skin cut from the edge of the blanket was laid right on top of the movable floor.
After he finished his work, Hu Bazhi swallowed involuntarily. He was a hunter and an experienced hunter, so he could naturally see the horror of this trap.
It is almost foreseeable that as long as someone comes in and sees this bonfire, they will subconsciously sit on the dry pine needles, and only the highest-status people will definitely sit on the wolf skin that is as big as a washbasin.
When the grenade explodes, it will not only kill the people sitting there, but also spread gasoline everywhere. If then...
Hu Bazhi couldn't help but look at the bonfire in the middle. If there was even a trace of sparks in this bonfire at that time...
"Go and chop some more firewood and come back." Wei Ran clapped his hands and said, "Just pile it around the campfire. Remember not to step on that stone slab."
"You will step on it if you don't want to live!"
Hu Bazhi and Zhao Jinyu murmured secretly in their hearts, turned around and went out with great motivation, and cut down armfuls of pine branches and piled them around the bonfire at the edge of the forest next to the Temple of Wealth.
"What are the arrangements next?"
Hu Bazhi waited for Wei Ran to signal that they did not need to continue chopping firewood and came back and immediately pursued him and asked.
"Warm up first"
Wei Ran invited the two of them to sit down by the campfire and made arrangements, "When it's almost dawn, we'll arrange the clips all the way to Gaoliangtun. Then we'll hide in the woods nearby and watch the fun. Remember to leave four
The clip works."
"Don't run?" Zhao Jinyu asked.
"No need to run"
Wei Ran shook his head, "Don't they want to catch young men? Let's add obstacles to their journey."
Although they still didn't understand what Wei Ran was going to do, Hu Bazhi and Zhao Jinyu couldn't wait for the Japanese to take advantage of them.
They placed the lunch boxes containing Feilong soup on the bonfire and burned them. The three of them each drank a large portion of the Feilong soup to warm their bodies.
Inviting Hu Bazhi and the two to rest first, Wei Ran, who had already slept, walked out of the Temple of Fortune, sat at the door wearing a wolfskin blanket, and looked quietly at the river ditch not far ahead.
As the three of them took turns keeping vigil, the night turned out to be uneventful. When it was first light, the three of them immediately climbed over the back wall of the Temple of Fortune, arranged animal traps along the way, and evacuated to Gaoliangtun.
No matter how certain Hu Bazhi was, it was still virtually unknown whether the Japanese would come.
Even so, after arranging the animal traps at hand, the three of them made a big circle and walked back to the river from the other side of the forest. They hid in a tree nest wrapped in wolf skin blankets and waited patiently.
As time went by, the sky gradually became brighter, and Hu Bazhi took out three glasses made of rabbit skin from his arms and gave them to Wei Ran and Zhao Jinyu.
I don’t know what the origin is in history or blood, but the designs of these glasses are basically the same as those of the aborigines in the Arctic Circle.
Two orbital bones polished from the skull of an unknown animal were fixed on a long strip of rabbit skin. There was also a long and narrow slit in the rabbit skin between the orbital bones.
When using this thing, you just need to tie it directly to your head. The principle of action is simple. It reduces the incidence of light and avoids snow blindness.
After tying this thing on their heads, the snow that originally reflected the bright sunlight and looked particularly dazzling became much softer. The three of them lay down again, holding their weapons in their arms, and waited patiently.
Around ten o'clock in the morning, Zhao Jinyu, who happened to be in charge of sentry duty, suddenly reminded, "It's coming! It's really coming!"
Before he could finish his words, Wei Ran and Hu Bazhi woke up immediately. Then, they both took off one hand and covered their mouths and noses.
Seeing this, Zhao Jinyu immediately reacted, took off one hand and covered his mouth and nose with a muffler to prevent the moisture from breathing from attracting attention.
Only then did Wei Ran look across the river ditch outside the woods. Sure enough, there were mules and sledges one after another, without a single car.
After an inventory, there were a total of 12 mule sledges, and on each sledge, there were five or six frozen and three-grandson-like little devils sitting on them.
On both sides of each mule cart, there were almost the same number of puppet troops. Although they did not sit on the sledge carts, their weapons were placed on the sledge carts.
In the middle of the team, there was a Japanese soldier riding a white horse. Judging from his appearance, he seemed to be an officer.
"Japanese and puppet troops are half and half, and together they can probably number a hundred people."
Hu Bazhi frowned and said sadly, "How many of our three brothers can stay?"
"Take your time, there is plenty of time."
Wei Ran responded in the same muffled voice, and at the same time took out Robert's camera that had been replaced with a telephoto lens in advance.
Under the gaze of the three of them, the sledge team crossed the river ditch in a leisurely manner. When passing by the Temple of Wealth, they paused vigilantly and sent two puppet soldiers to look inside with guns in hand -
After all, there was a bonfire burning inside.
Although it was unclear what the two beasts were talking about, the mule and sledge team did not stop, but continued to move forward.
Under the nervous gazes of Hu Bazhi and Zhao Jinyu, the leading mule sledge passed under the pine tree without incident.
"Why not..."
"Boom! Boom!"
Before Zhao Jinyu could finish his words, two grenades under the wooden board exploded one after another. The second mule sledge that happened to be passing by was immediately affected by the impact of the explosion. The Japanese on the sledge and the puppet soldiers following on both sides also
They screamed and fell to the ground, especially the horses and mules, which were thrown into confusion by the sudden explosion.
However, the combat quality of those Japs was beyond Wei Ran's expectation.
Before the puppet soldiers could calm down the mules, they each jumped down with weapons in hand, either lying on the snow, or hiding in the woods by the roadside, ready for battle.
Only...
Only the "officer" riding the white horse looked confused and frightened.
It turned out to be a target...
Wei Ran muttered vaguely as he pressed the shutter again towards the enemies in the distance.
He had already seen clearly that the man who had just commanded the Japs was a soldier wrapped in a blanket on one of the sledges - and he was holding a tortoise box in his hand.
As the three of them watched with cold eyes, after a brief stalemate, the Japanese commander who was hiding issued a new order.
Soon, under the Chinese shouts of the "Japanese officer" riding a white horse, the mules and sledges turned around one after another, loaded all the wounded and corpses on the vehicles, and under the cover of the surrounding soldiers, hurried to the place they had just passed.
Temple of Wealth.
Not only that, there were nearly twenty other Japanese soldiers who stayed behind. Some of them were on guard with the puppet soldiers who also stayed, while others lay down, pulled out their bayonets, and carefully began the mine-detection work that was destined to be a waste of time.
"Are they going to fall for it?"
In the woods not far from the wooden bridge across the river ditch, Zhao Jinyu covered his mouth with his hand and asked worriedly.
"Can't run away"
Wei Ran muttered vaguely, and watched as two groups of soldiers surrounded the Temple of Wealth on the left and right, and then watched the Japs walk into the gate of the Temple of Wealth with guns in their hands, and then he slowly raised his
Robert's camera with a telephoto lens and wound up.
"boom!"
In the expected explosion, Weiran pressed the shutter less than half a second later and took a picture of the steaming fireball in the Temple of Wealth - just like a super small version of a cute little boy.
"Boom!"
When Wei Ran pressed the shutter again, the roof of the Caishen Temple that Xu Laocai had built had completely collapsed due to the explosion of gasoline just now, and the thick layer of snow on the roof also fell down.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Tsk, tsk, tsk, this is really the God of Wealth showing up."
Hu Bazhi murmured to himself dully, let alone him, not even Wei Ran expected that the roof would collapse.
"Pah! Pah!"
Zhao Jinyu gave himself a tongue-lashing and muttered with regret, "I will kowtow to the God of Wealth later. I will never dare to make fun of the God of Wealth again. He is also sincerely resisting Japan!"
What the hell and what...
Wei Ran twitched his lips, took out a roll of film that he had prepared in advance, and prepared to put it on his camera.
"Shall we open fire now?" Hu Bazhi asked impatiently.
“No rush”
Wei Ran said while changing the film, "Let them save people first, and wait for the tired ones..."
"Bang!"
Before he could finish his words, a gunshot suddenly sounded from across Hegouzi!
Subconsciously, I looked up and saw that the man who was riding on the white horse and was about to dismount when the explosion occurred had already fallen into the snow!
"Da da da!"
Before the three of them could react, the sound of machine gun fire came from the woods across the river ditch again. Looking over here, several of the Japs were already lying down, and the rest were desperately trying to get into the woods.
Objectively speaking, at least the quality of the individual soldiers of the Japs in this period was commendable. In less than five seconds, the Japs who were still alive started to counterattack with the help of the remaining walls of the Temple of Fortune. At the same time, they also moved the wounded to the courtyard.
Move inside.
"Don't shoot"
Wei Ran pressed down the 38 cover raised by Zhao Jinyu, turned to Hu Bazhi and asked, "Your friends in the world?"
"The person calling from that direction is probably the shopkeeper Cao Da."
Hu Bazhi murmured doubtfully, "You shouldn't. Who did he ask for the courage to attack the Japs? Could it be that the Japs robbed the twenty or so wives of his old man?"
"Don't worry about Mrs. Yazhai for now, why don't we fight?"
Zhao Jinyu asked anxiously, "The Japanese have set up their machine guns."
"Tum! Tum!"
Before Zhao Jinyu finished speaking, the unique sound of a grenade came from the Temple of Wealth.
"Boom! Boom!"
When Wei Ran looked over, two craters had been blasted in the snow on the other side of the river ditch.
It is almost certain that if there is at least one more calibration firing, the grenade launchers in the Temple of Fortune will probably be able to hit the machine gun positions on the opposite side that are still firing!
"Wait a little longer"
As soon as Wei Ran finished speaking, the machine gun on the other side of the river ditch stopped firing in time, and turned to sporadic but accurate rifle fire.
Amidst the vague roars and orders, grenade launchers and machine guns continued to fire to suppress the enemies on the other side of the river ditch. The puppet soldiers also reluctantly took their guns and launched a charge across the river ditch under the orders of the Japanese behind them.
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The remaining Japs, on the other hand, hid behind the walls of the Temple of Wealth.
"It's our turn"
As Wei Ran spoke, he opened the leather backpack on his chest, took out two grenades and gave them to Hu Bazhi and Zhao Jinyu.
"I taught you how to use it last night."
Wei Ran reminded in a low voice, "I'll throw it away first later, and you can throw it away after I'm done. Don't make a mistake."
"Don't worry, it won't happen!" Zhao Jinyu and Hu Bazhi assured them by patting their chests.
Hearing this, Wei Ran said no more and just took out the Tang Pozi that also contained gasoline from his bag.
This Tangbaozi was tightly wrapped with a layer of sacks on the outside, but in the depression in the middle for filling water, a Japanese grenade was tied!
"Burn you stupid beasts to death as a tribute to the God of Wealth..."
While Wei Ran was talking like crazy, he took off the extra things on his body and hugged Mrs. Tang who was about to become extremely warm.
