Liu Yijiao suddenly jumped out and not only shocked the American soldiers on the roadside, but even Wei Ran opened his mouth wide.
He didn't expect that this driver, who was considered his uncle but was actually a few years older than him, could be so powerful. And those American soldiers probably didn't expect that they would also experience what it means to "get whatever they want."
In less than a second, Wei Ran, who had reacted, rounded the engineer shovel in his hand and threw it towards the American soldier at the front of the car who was hurriedly pulling out his pistol. Liu Yijiao also tried to throw the boxes at the back of the car.
The soldiers found cover and fired a long series of bursts of fire.
On the contrary, the soldier closest to the two of them, Drew, who was sitting on the tire, had simply raised the Thompson submachine gun in his hands with both hands and shouted surrender over and over again in English.
"Go to the front of the car!" Liu Yijiao shouted while taking the time to fire a series of bursts at the front of the car, and then immediately moved the muzzle back to the rear of the car.
Hearing this, Wei Ran immediately jumped over the gutter, grabbed the submachine gun held high by Drew, checked it, and after confirming that there was no pistol in the opponent's waist, he immediately twisted one of his hands behind his back, and
He placed the barrel of the submachine gun on his shoulder.
Seeing that Wei Ran was ready, Liu Yijiao immediately shouted, "Come on!"
After receiving the signal, Weiran pushed Drew, who was acting as a human shield, towards the front of the car, while Liu Yijiao also rushed towards the rear of the car along the roadside drainage ditch. From time to time, he would also move towards the chassis of the truck.
There were short bursts of shots in between.
After all, Wei Ran was only a road away from the front of the car, so his speed was naturally faster. After easily dealing with the American soldier who was stabbed in the neck by the engineer shovel he just threw, he hid on the side of the road to drain the flood.
The enemies in the ditch have also been included in his shooting range.
"Let me go! You are violating..."
"If you keep talking nonsense, I will kill you right now." Wei Ran didn't wait for the other person to finish speaking, then he put his ear to his ear and issued a warning in English.
However, before Drew could refute, the truck door that was originally ajar was suddenly kicked open from the inside, hitting Drew hard on the face, and at the same time hitting the submachine gun in Wei Ran's hand.
On the tube.
Subconsciously letting go of Drew's hand, Wei Ran quickly backed away and pointed the submachine gun originally held with one hand at the glass of the cab.
Unexpectedly, the person hiding in the cab did not shoot. Instead, he threw an unscrewed Stanley thermos bottle and jumped out of the cab. He knelt on one knee and raised it towards Wei Ran.
Got the pistol!
However, he also did not expect that a flashy 1911 pistol suddenly appeared in Wei Ran's left hand that was originally used to restrain Drew!
"boom!"
After two almost intertwined gunshots, Drew, who was sitting on the ground after being slapped by the door panel, immediately had a bullet hole in his left ear. At the same time, Wei Ran's left shoulder was also scratched with a bloodstain, but the man who was originally hiding behind
The eye sockets of the American soldier in the cab burst out with a cloud of blood mist!
The fact that this panic shot hit the opponent's eye socket can only be regarded as luck for Wei Ran. However, it was at the same time that he hit the opponent that the coffee splashed from the thermos pot flying from above his head.
It poured onto his hand holding the submachine gun.
Holding back the severe burns, he put away the 1911 pistol in his hand. Wei Ran picked up the slipped submachine gun, pushed the barrel against the car door and closed it again. He hid behind the wailing Drew again and pointed diagonally at the ditch at the rear of the car.
The few remaining American soldiers fired a short burst of fire almost above their heads.
At the same time, Liu Yijiao also walked around the back of the truck, holding up the Type 50 submachine gun in his hand, and shouted loudly with a thick accent in an almost sing-song manner, "It's freezing Mu Wu~Lei Crotch Shake~A
Mus~!”
The three or four soldiers left in the drainage ditch looked at each other in disbelief, and finally honestly raised the various weapons in their hands and stood in line under the supervision of Wei Ran and Liu Yijiao.
On the road.
"Don't kill us, we are American soldiers, we have the rights of prisoners of war..." Drew shouted, covering his ears with one hand.
"Fuck you!" Liu stepped forward and gave Drew a big mouthful on both sides, "What's your name!"
I don’t know whether it was because he was shocked by these two big mouths or because Drew understood the not-so-friendly Chinese, but he finally calmed down.
"Are you okay?" Liu Yijiao pointed the gun at the prisoner and asked Wei Ran without looking back.
“Not a big problem”
Wei Ran glanced at the blisters on the back of his right hand, and then glanced at the bullet scratches on his left shoulder. He endured the pain and responded. After carefully checking around the truck, he reminded, "Liu
Uncle, it looks like a few of them got into the crop fields and ran away."
"Don't worry about them, they can't run away."
Liu Yijiao said nonchalantly, "Come here and help me, and take these people's dicks off."
"immediately!"
Wei Ran responded, using the cover of the truck to quickly withdraw a few rounds of bullets from the Thompson submachine gun in his hand and put them into his pocket, and then ran over to take over the duty of guarding the gun.
Liu Yijiao worriedly asked Wei Ran to treat the prisoners preferentially. It wasn't until the latter patted his chest and made a promise that he trotted towards their GAZ 51 truck and drove them as quickly as possible.
Opened over.
After having the searched prisoners line up and lie down on the side of the road, Liu Yiqi asked Wei Ran to get to the back of the American truck, and then opened a wooden box.
"Why are they all canned food?" Liu Yijiao complained dissatisfiedly.
"What do you think it is?" Wei Ran asked curiously.
"Medicine, or weapons and ammunition would be great."
Liu clicked his foot and smacked his mouth, "Just canned food! It's not bad. My nephew, let's see if we can pull this car out. If we can, we can drive back together later."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Is it too late?" Wei Ran asked worriedly.
"Don't worry, it'll be easy in time."
Before Liu Yijiao finished speaking, he had already trotted towards the GAZ truck not far away. After driving it over, he shouted, "Hurry! Hang up the rope, let's pull it once, and drive away if we can get up!"
Upon hearing this, Weiran quickly untied the wire rope fixed to the front of the truck and hung one end of it on the rear of the broken down American truck.
When Wei Ran was far away, Liu Yijiao immediately shifted into reverse gear and stepped on the accelerator. Amidst the roar of the engine, the American truck was finally pulled up after a difficult shaking.
Upon seeing this, Wei Ran, who had just been secretly replenishing the 1911 pistol, immediately called the prisoners to come over and help him, put the wooden box he had just unloaded back into the car, and picked out two prisoners to change it as quickly as possible.
Tires.
When everything was done, Liu Yijiao also tied the hands of the other prisoners behind their backs and blasted them into the cargo bed of the GAZ truck. At the same time, he also asked Wei Ran to pack up all the items worth taking away.
After the last two prisoners were driven into the cargo compartment, Liu Yijiao asked worriedly, "Can you drive that car?"
"Don't worry!" Wei Ran promised, slapping his chest, "I will follow you. If they are dishonest, I will shoot them immediately."
"If a plane comes, keep your distance immediately." Liu Yijiao gave one last instruction before jogging towards the cab of the GAZ truck.
Seeing this, Weiran also got into the cab of this American truck.
To his surprise, there was a Stanley hot water bottle in the cab of the truck. He unscrewed the lid and smelled it, and the coffee inside was still piping hot.
Without being polite, Wei Ran poured himself a small cup and took a sip, then started the car, stepped on the accelerator and followed the GAZ truck.
The two cars were less than 20 meters apart. Under the leadership of Liu Yijiao, they turned onto their original route and continued towards their destination.
Along the way, Wei Ran was also secretly wondering who among those prisoners was the athlete who participated in the sports meeting, and who was the father of the American lawyer who gave him the cap badge.
However, the most urgent task now is undoubtedly to reach the destination as soon as possible before dawn. Otherwise, their two vehicles and such a large target may not be able to evade the American plane.
In his thoughts, the leading Gas truck drove faster and faster, and the distance between the two vehicles also widened slightly.
Finally, when they drove along the road into the mountains again, and even crossed a gravel road covered by a stream, a lush camp finally appeared in front of them.
There are no decent buildings in this camp, but there is a camouflaged cave entrance under a tall oak tree at the foot of the mountain. Looking at the busy people around, it is obvious that the space inside is very large. In addition, the surrounding area
Under almost every tree, there was a well-camouflaged shack, and further away, there seemed to be some camouflaged trucks parked.
"Old Zhang, take people to the cargo compartment quickly, we have captured some American prisoners!" Liu Yijia didn't wait for the engine to shut down, then he slapped the car door and said, "There is another car!"
"We also asked why you didn't catch up for so long, and we were preparing to send someone to pick you up!"
As he spoke, a man who looked to be in his forties had already directed the soldiers to surround the cargo compartment of the GAZ truck. He also did not forget to separate some people to surround the truck driven by Wei Ran.
"This car is full of cans and there are no living people." Wei Ran jumped out of the cab as he spoke.
"It's really yours!"
A soldier who looked to be in his thirties patted Wei Ran's shoulder affectionately and jokingly said, "You melon boy has finally left the army."
"The main thing is that my uncle commanded him well," Wei Ran said modestly with a silly grin.
"Okay, leave this to us. You guys go have something to eat and rest. We have transportation tasks in the evening!"
"Leave quickly"
Liu Yijiao also held a pipe and a pot in his mouth and called to Wei Ran, "You are not hiding anything secretly, are you?"
"How could that be possible?" Wei Ran quickly patted his pocket, "I was thirsty on the road and drank a bowl of hot water from their car."
"Okay, let's go."
As Liu Yijiao spoke, he handed over Wei Ran's canvas bag and walked straight to a well-camouflaged shack not far away.
The space in this shack is not very large. There are only two wooden beds in total. In addition, there are some objects such as washbasins placed against the wall, and on the table between the two beds,
There was also an oil lamp made of a coarse porcelain bowl. The black smoke that evaporated when the oil lamp burned had blackened the logs on top.
"Take off your dirty clothes quickly, and then I will take you to bandage the wound." Liu Yijiao had already taken off his stained clothes as he spoke, "If you go there in these dirty clothes, it will be difficult to change in the future.
"
"Uncle Liu, where will those American soldiers be sent?" Wei Ran asked casually while taking off his upper body clothes.
"How could I know?"
Liu Yijiao washed his hands carelessly, "But our volunteers treat prisoners preferentially. I guess they will definitely be sent to a prisoner-of-war camp, but I don't know where exactly they will be sent. It's not our turn to worry about this matter."
"
"Why didn't you tell me in advance when you rushed out?"
Wei Ran had already taken off the hat on his head while he was talking, but then he was stunned. There was no badge on the hat! Look at the hat Liu Yijii took off, there was no badge on it either!
"Where's the cap badge?" Wei Ran muttered to himself subconsciously.
"Did you drive into Hutu, you bastard?"
Liu Yijiao took his hat from Wei Ran's hand and explained matter-of-factly, "Didn't we take off our hat badges and badges before we crossed the Yalu River? How many times has the instructor said this? We are
The Volunteer Army is not the People's Liberation Army! Why are you still committing crimes in Hutu?"
"yes..."
Wei Ran looked at the hat in his hand and muttered to himself, "The Volunteer Army does not have a cap badge, but if not, where did the cap badge come from?"
Before he could figure out the cause and effect, Wei Ran found that the military hat he was staring at was getting more and more blurred, and a strong white light appeared in his field of vision! show_htm3;
