In the forest and snowfield, a black horse trampled on the soft snow and trudged forward. A hemp rope as thick as a thumb was tied to the horse's saddle.
Behind the horse, at the other end of the hemp rope, was tied to the middle of a ski pole.
At this time, Wei Ran, who was riding skis on his feet, turned his back to the horse and rode on the rope, relying on the ski pole across his thigh to pull him, like riding a monkey cart on a ski resort.
, letting the horse pull him "back".
"Crack!"
Wei Ran, who was almost squatting on the skis, loaded the cavalry gun in his hand with bullets. Then he used the other ski pole in his hand to wrap the gun sling around the skis and put it on the skis. Amid the slight bumps, he aimed in the direction behind him and followed the mule sledge.
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"Bang!"
He saw the opportunity and pulled the trigger, then grabbed the riding crop under his arm and whipped it behind him without looking back.
With a crisp sound of "Pa!", the tip of the cowhide whip was thrown on the black horse's butt. The horse also quickened its pace again in pain, dragging the "single man" behind it.
Sledge" increased speed.
Clamping the riding whip again, Wei Ran glanced at the mule that fell to the ground with the sound of gunfire, as well as the enemies around him who were hiding in a hurry and preparing to fire. He unhurriedly put the rifle on his shoulder, and then turned around flexibly.
He stood up, holding the ski pole tied with a rope with one hand, and holding the riding crop again with the other hand and flicked it a few times.
Suddenly, the black horse quickened its pace again while neighing, dragging him faster and faster, and disappeared once again before the Japanese stopped the sledge, set up their machine guns and fired.
At this time, he was almost certain that the Japanese army searching mountains behind him had not noticed Cui Bearded's sledge, otherwise, they would not have been chasing him.
On the other hand, he was also very glad that he had knocked down the two dogs first, and he was even more glad that these Japs who didn't know why they appeared here didn't seem to bring more dogs.
More importantly, the weather also changed at this time. Although it did not snow, the cold wind began to blow with increasing intensity.
These small advantages helped a historian piece together the possibility of escape bit by bit.
However, he didn't know that behind the Japanese pursuers, Zhao Jinyu, who was preparing to rescue him, was still following from a distance.
However, Zhao Jinyu was not in a hurry to take action. Instead, while following Wei Ran from a distance, he also broke off a few pieces of horse hoof fungus from a few birch trees.
After breaking these horseshoe fungi into fist-sized pieces, he dug out a bunch of horseradish seeds from his horse bag.
Speaking of which, this thing was left behind before Hu Bazhi went back to report the news. The reason why he brought this thing with him was just to prevent him from being blocked by wolves again before walking out of Langcaozi ditch.
Because of this, he simply took all the two hanging marle seeds, and now was the time to use them.
Using a knife, he poked a gap in the horse's hoof fungus. Zhao Jinyu cut out a small half-hanging marlezi, inserted the cannon twister into the gap of the horse's hoof fungus with a small wooden stick and beat it tightly, and then carefully hung it on a tree.
in the canopy of the pine trees, and ignited the clumps of horseshoe fungi that could burn slowly long enough.
After moving laterally for less than a hundred or ten meters, he repeated his old trick and hung more than a dozen marbles.
After moving another hundred meters to hang up the last section of the Yigua firecracker, Zhao Jinyu first installed a new magazine on the flower machine hanging on the saddle, and then once again unhooked the large knife from Tian Xiaohu.
Carefully touching the chipped blade, Zhao Jinyu took out a wine gourd from his arms and took a big sip of the home-brewed sorghum wine from Hu Bazhi's family.
"puff!"
Zhao Jinyu sprayed this sip of wine onto the blade, and in the mist and aroma of the wine, a flash of brilliant rainbow clearly appeared.
"Chirp! Chirp! Chirp!"
Under Zhao Jinyu's whipping, the black horse spread its thick and slender hooves and ran as fast as it could in the cold wind carrying snowflakes.
Zhao Jinyu, on the other hand, had already sunk down sideways at this time, completely hiding his small body on the side of the horse's body.
At the same time, he emerged from the horse's belly, observing the front and side in the wind and snow.
Soon, he saw the Japanese, puppet soldiers and bandits riding sledges or sleds.
With a slight pull on the reins, the black horse that had finally found Bole also turned its direction slightly, running from one end to the other, almost right next to the buttocks of the pursuers!
"Da da da da!"
Almost at the same time, Zhao Jinyu also pulled the trigger!
Amidst the piercing gunfire, the dense barrage fired by the flower machine hidden under the horse's belly immediately enveloped the pursuers, mules and horses who looked back or had realized that something was wrong!
Almost at the same time that the magazine of the submachine gun was emptied, Zhao Jinyu bravely turned over and returned to the horse, picked up the large knife in his hand, and slashed a man who had already raised his gun with a "噌!"
The devil's neck, with blood drops and the smell of wine, was placed on the shoulder of the other devil. With the momentum of the horse, he easily removed one of his arms, and took away half of his ear by the way!
"Da da da!"
When Zhao Jinyu swung the large knife again, he also pulled out the box cannon from his waist, pulled the trigger and fired a second round of rapid fire!
It was only then that the Japanese who were unprepared behind them finally realized.
But at this time, Zhao Jinyu, who was about to empty the cannon magazine, had already put a large knife on a Japanese soldier's face again.
Even the big black horse that was on the right track was baring its teeth and grinning, running wildly and risking its life - maybe it also found its purpose as a horse, who knows.
When the bullets in the box cannon were empty, Zhao Jinyu threw away the large knife in his hand, reached for the horse box in the gun bag, and killed it without even pulling it out completely.
The trigger emptied the magazine.
Under these successive blows, the rear area of the mountain search team was immediately decimated with casualties. Correspondingly, Zhao Jinyu's thighs, stomach and even shoulders were successively penetrated by stray bullets or left with frightening blood pools.
"Chirp! Chirp! Chirp!"
Zhao Jinyu endured the pain and waved his riding crop in return, urging the black horse under his buttocks to gallop through the forest. Using the cover of the surrounding trees, he avoided more and more bullets behind him and ran in circles into the distance.
at.
Zhao Jinyu lowered his head and glanced at the thigh that had just been hit by a bullet. Zhao Jinyu first replaced the magazines for the submachine gun, the box cannon and the horse box. Then he gritted his teeth and took off the scarf torn from the army blanket, pulled it open, and strangled him one after another.
Wounds on thighs and shoulders.
He carefully unbuttoned his clothes and took a look at the wound on his stomach. A trace of despair appeared on his face. The bullet passed between the Kowloon belt in front of him and his belly.
Although this blind cat-killing bullet did not hit any of the magazines, it tore open the muscles in his abdomen, so much so that he could feel his intestines flowing out from the wound.
Zhao Jinyu tried to touch the wound, and there was a moment of panic on Zhao Jinyu's face.
But soon, he tightened the Kowloon belt, bent down with difficulty to take out the last two Japanese grenades from the horse sack, tore off the safety pins, smashed them against each other, and threw them to both sides.
"Boom! Boom!"
After a few long seconds, the fragments and shock waves generated by the grenade explosion easily shook off the snow on several surrounding trees, which also helped Zhao Jinyu block his back.
Of course, the snow curtain that was quickly blown away by the wind could not cover the obvious horse hoof prints on the knee-deep snow.
However, the Japanese who had just been attacked did not panic. They dispatched more than a dozen sledges and followed the horse's hoof prints to catch up.
His risk-taking surprise attack naturally had an impact on Wei Ran's side. If nothing else, at least the pursuers were distracted by a considerable amount of their attention. Even some of the people in charge of the chase stopped in front of them.
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With this rare opportunity, Wei Ran immediately reined in his horse and fired a grenade behind him as quickly as possible!
"Boom!"
As soon as the small cannonball flew out of the grenade, he reached out and slapped the horse's butt hard.
"Boom!" When the grenade exploded, Wei Ran was already dragged away from the place by his horse.
Of course he heard the gunshots just coming from behind the Japanese, but he didn't know that it was Zhao Jinyu who had ventured back.
At this moment, he just hoped that he had not gambled in the wrong direction, and that he had not been outflanked and blocked by the Japanese in this forest.
Can't go any further...
Wei Ran muttered to himself as he tightened the rope and got closer to the horse. Then he grabbed the saddle and put away the skis on his feet, hanging his entire body weight on the saddle.
He kicked on a passing birch tree and used the strength to get on his horse. He immediately grabbed the reins and steered the horse to turn right.
The reason why he didn't go forward was because he clearly remembered that not only was there a mountain ridge further forward, but the trees on the other side of the mountain ridge were also sparse, which naturally made it harder to hide his traces.
More importantly, who knows if there might be Japs waiting to make dumplings behind that mountain ridge?
He suddenly changed direction, and the enemy chasing him naturally also changed direction.
After glancing at the looming pursuers behind him, Wei Ran then looked up at the sky.
He was waiting, waiting for Cui and Big Beard to run farther, waiting for strong winds and heavy snow to cover their tracks, or even for the sky to get dark.
Shaking the reins again, Wei Ran took off the cavalry rifle on his back and thrust it back into the belt, and continued to whet the appetites of the pursuers behind him.
At this time, he still had four Japanese anti-personnel grenades and two illumination bombs, plus the last Japanese grenade.
However, there are plenty of pistol bullets and rifle bullets. Based on the current situation, it is optimistically estimated that it will be enough for him to fight guerrillas for one or two days or even two or three days.
When it gets dark, you must serve those devils well!
Wei Ran secretly gritted his teeth and made up his mind, and continued to lead the pursuers behind him in circles in the deep mountains and old forests. However, he did not notice the faint explosion of marijuana thunder in the distance behind him, nor did he know that Zhao Jinyu had been injured.
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What he and Zhao Jinyu didn't even know was that Cui Bearded did not find Commander Zhao after he drove a mule sledge and pulled supplies over the mountain ridges.
As you chased me, time passed by, the sky gradually became darker, and snowflakes that were not big or small were floating on the top of the head again. However, the wind gradually stopped, and for a while,
In the deep mountains and old forests, there was only the sound of falling snowflakes.
Glancing at the enemy in the direction behind him who seemed to have given up pursuit, Wei Ran allowed the black horse under his butt to continue walking forward unhurriedly until the snowflakes became bigger and bigger, and then he stopped next to a pine tree.
Come down.
He calmly took out his anti-Japanese sword and cut down some pine branches and spread them on the snow for the black horse to step on. He also took off the animal skin blanket behind the saddle, carefully swept away the ice and snow on the horse, and then covered it with it.
This was not over yet. Next, he untied a piece of the Japanese's marching blanket and spread it on the ground, and sprinkled some concentrated feed and coarse salt grains on it.
“Have a good rest here”
Wei Ran patted the horse's neck gently, took out the cavalry rifle from the gun bag and put it on his back. He stepped on his skis and said, "If I can come back alive, and if you are still alive by then, we will leave this forest together."
After saying that, Wei Ran took off the medical bag that he had not given to Cui Dabeard in time and hung it on the trunk of the tree. Then he hung the flower organ on it, and then he used his ski poles hard and took advantage of the dim sky.
The counterattack began in the heavy snow.
After running back in circles for about ten minutes, he noticed the enemy's sledge walking back.
Wei Ran was not in a hurry to take action. He hid behind a pine tree and secretly observed and followed.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! In less than half an hour, the mule sledges stopped at the foot of a leeward mountain ridge.
With the help or service of the puppet troops, the Japs cleared a clearing in the snow, and after putting their guns together, they lit piles of long bonfires.
In addition to heating the tents on both sides, these bonfires also had a row of lunch boxes set up on sticks on top of the bonfires.
Looking up at the large snowflakes falling above his head, Wei Ran, who had also not had any water or rice all day, took out a small piece of dried meat from Hu Bazhi's gift and stuffed it into his mouth, and then stuffed it with his hands again.
Covering his mouth, he hid behind the tree and watched carefully.
About half an hour later, Wei Ran, who had already figured out the location of the light and dark sentry posts, saw that the Japanese lunch boxes had been taken down, and then he calmly took out the grenade and grenades he had been carrying.
Devil's backpack.
He took out a grenade, weighed it, and pulled out the safety pin. Then he carefully estimated the distance before stuffing the grenade into the grenade and aiming at the largest bonfire in the middle of the camp.
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After some preparation, Weiran pulled the trigger hard!
"Boom!"
As soon as the grenade was fired, the Japs two or three hundred meters away realized something was wrong when the unique and extremely familiar sound reached their ears!
Without any reminder, those veterans who reacted very quickly dropped their lunch boxes and fell down on the spot!
"boom!"
In the extremely clear sound of explosions in this snowy night, although the first grenade fired by Wei Ran did not hit the bonfire, it hit an individual tent not far away and exploded smoothly.
During this explosion, he had already fired the second grenade!
"boom!"
In the second explosion that followed, a fire was finally hit. Suddenly, the sparks from the explosion fell on the tent, people, and even the mules and horses.
"Boom!"
Amidst the exclamations and screams, Wei Ran, who had fired his third anti-personnel grenade, had already decisively escaped.
"boom!"
With another explosion, the grenade accurately hit the pile of livestock that had just taken off their sledges and were getting together to replenish salt!
Immediately, some were killed and injured, and some were frightened by the explosion and ran away without a trace. Some even rushed into the crowd in a panic, knocked over lunch boxes, kicked tents apart, and even stepped on people.
of the bonfire.
In the midst of the chaos, some of the Japanese were busy firing in the direction where Wei Ran was just now, some were busy extinguishing the ignited tents and blankets, and some were busy treating their injured companions.
As for the puppet soldiers and the bandits who led the way, some of them had already begun to have evil thoughts at this time, seeing that the situation was not good.
"Bang!"
Wei Ran pulled the trigger at this moment, and with the help of the bonfires, he accurately hit a health worker who seemed to be treating wounded soldiers.
He was not greedy, and immediately left after the successful attack, taking the possible pursuers with him, he rushed towards a mountain col not far away on his skis.
Unfortunately, everyone on his side ran into the col, but the Japanese behind him were extra vigilant and did not catch up.
Seeing this, Wei Ran stopped indifferently, randomly found a position with leeward, slowly filled up the fuel stove again, relighted it and put it in his pocket, then changed direction and approached again on his skis.
arrived at the pursuit camp.
At this time, the snow was still falling, neither heavy nor heavy, and the Japanese seemed to have re-camped and expanded their defense range.
Not enough...
Wei Ran muttered something in a low voice, hiding his body and observing carefully.
Speaking of which, being a member of the Imperial Army in this era is really not a good job. In the middle of the camp, the Japs gathered around the campfire to keep warm and eat and drink. On the edge of the camp, the puppet soldiers had nothing to eat, and even they only had heating objects.
Matsuakiko torch held in hand.
But that crappy thing can guarantee that you will live a long life on this snowy night and burn until the end of your life. But how much extra calories can it provide?
After waiting quietly for a moment, Weiran set up the grenade again and used the white line on the barrel to search for the target.
These Japanese and puppet soldiers are not stupid. After the round of bombing just now, the mules and horses also knew to be tied up separately.
only...
It was just that the mules and horses were separated, but the wounded were crowded together. He could even clearly see the three health workers shuttled between the wounded through the bonfire around the wounded.
"The special code is so determined..."
Wei Ran muttered vaguely, slowly adjusted the direction of the grenade, and after waiting patiently for a moment, he finally aimed it at the three health workers who were warming up together by the fire.
"Boom!"
This time, after firing the grenade, Wei Ran didn't even look at the result. He turned around and ran on his skis. He quietly changed positions before the Japanese's grenade barrel and machine gun opened fire.
Looking at the Japanese camp again, he couldn't help but feel happy. The grenade just hit the bonfire surrounded by the three health workers. The three of them were undoubtedly killed. Even the bodies seemed to be blown away by the bonfire.
It was set on fire.
Seeing that the Japs were once again sending people to run this way, Wei Ran slowly took out the last anti-personnel grenade and aimed at the person in the camp who seemed to be giving orders.
After a moment's hesitation, he didn't stuff the grenade into it. Instead, he took off the rifle he was carrying, aimed at the man and pulled the trigger!
"Bang!"
The clear sound of gunfire immediately allowed the pursuers to determine Wei Ran's general location, but the person targeted by Wei Ran also fell into the bonfire beside him, clutching his stomach.
This is just the beginning...
Wei Ran muttered silently, put away his weapon neatly, and disappeared into the snowy night on his skis. Only two shallow ski marks were left, trying his best to lure the enemies chasing after him.
