In the pitch-black night, the only sounds left in the hot and humid jungle were the chirping of various insects and the thick mist.
In the jungle less than a hundred meters away from the mountain road, Qin Shouzheng and Zhou Guochang each carried a heavy bamboo basket. In the hand of the former, he was holding a Browning high-power pistol that was always ready to fire, while the latter held a heavy bamboo basket on his back.
In his hand, he held an Enfield rifle.
In the middle of the two people in front and behind them, the British businessman Luke, in addition to carrying his own backpack, also carried an Enfield rifle that was regarded as a fellow countryman.
In his hands, he held a silver-cased pocket watch-style luminous compass and the Browning high-power pistol that belonged to him.
A hundred meters away, on a mountain road in the forest that was no more than two meters wide, a donkey was walking slowly with two large black pots on its back. On the left and right wooden frames used to fix the black pots, there were also two wiping lamps hung on each.
Clean kerosene lamp.
Behind the donkey's buttocks, which was not illuminated by the light, Captain Liang, who was wearing a bamboo hat made of banana leaves on his head and a tarpaulin on his shoulders, was holding the extended reins in one hand, and the other was hidden in the shadow of the black pot.
His hand is always holding a box gun that can be fired at any time.
But only twenty or thirty meters behind him, the unarmed Wei Ran hunched over the weeds on the roadside, silently following the two hazy yellow lights in front of him.
When the donkey slowly walked to the intersection of the forks, the mountain col swallowing up the road ahead was pitch black, like a huge monster with its mouth open waiting for prey.
After a short pause, Squad Leader Liang took a deep breath, bent down to pick up a stone, and knocked lightly on the edge of the large iron pot.
"clang--!"
The low humming sound spread far and wide on this quiet road, and the birds that had been resting in the canopy of trees on the roadside also flew up in large numbers.
"clang--!"
With the second knock, the chirping of insects on the roadside also stopped. The dark barren mountains and ridges also seemed more and more dead.
"clang--!"
After the third knocking sound was completely absorbed by the vegetation around the mountain road, Squad Leader Liang decisively threw away the stone in his hand, patted the donkey's butt moderately, and ordered it to speed up slightly.
However, before he had gone far, the clear sound of horse hooves was heard directly in front. As the sound got closer and closer, two beams of flashlight light also shone on the faces of Squad Leader Liang and the donkey.
superior.
However, before the men on the two horses could get off, a series of crisp gunshots suddenly came from the jungle on the roadside!
Under the not so intensive gunfire, one of the people on the horse fell down. The horse under his butt was also frightened by the gunshot in the buttocks. It screamed and ran away, and by the way, its owner was also killed.
Throw it off and throw it ruthlessly into the mud.
This was not in the plan. The gunfire still did not stop. The man on the second horse was about to raise his weapon when he was hit in the chest by Squad Leader Liang who had been on guard for a long time. At the same time, from the road,
The bullets fired from the jungle nearby also hit the horse under his butt like a swarm of swarms.
In contrast, Wei Ran, who had been following at the end from beginning to end, did not fire. Not only did he not fire, he even took advantage of the confusion and took a few steps back.
"Stop fighting! Stop fighting!"
Squad Leader Liang shouted angrily several times. When the gunfire stopped, he also blew out the oil lamp on the donkey with a sullen face, led it to the roadside and tied it to a tree.
"Who asked you to shoot!"
Squad leader Liang ducked into the jungle on the roadside and asked with a gloomy face.
"It's him!" Tan Shouzheng and Zhou Guochang unanimously identified Luke, the British businessman who shot first.
"I shot because I was worried that those two bastards would hurt you."
Luke explained in Chinese that was seriously out of tune, but no matter how sincere his tone was, and whether it was squad leader Liang, the younger Qin Shouzheng or even Zhou Guochang, they all knew very well that this British man was just doing a business, one for two.
business!
In other words, he didn't care about Squad Leader Liang's life or death at all! Because everyone knew that there were four people who were chasing him and Zhou Guochang!
Just now or even now, if those two people were around, just one shot would have killed Squad Leader Liang! Because he was the only one like the protagonist, shrouded in the light of two kerosene lamps and two flashlights!
But this British businessman has no fear at all, because he clearly knows what these people in front of him want most!
"I'm very sorry"
Luke's tone became more sincere, "I'm really worried about them hurting you. When we get to Mansi, how about I ask the commander of the British army to send you some extra quinine as compensation?"
Before he could finish his words, Qin Shouzheng had already raised the pistol he borrowed from Zhou Guochang and pointed the gun at Luke's head.
"Put down the gun!" Squad Leader Liang raised his hand to suppress the weapon that Qin Shouzheng had just raised. He took a deep breath and pointed at the opponent's backpack and said, "At least two boxes."
"No problem, of course!" Luke promised with a smile.
"Monitor, you..."
"Shut up!" Squad Leader Liang lowered his voice slightly, "Where is Wei Ran?"
Wei Ran was naturally not interested in listening to their chat at this time. As soon as Squad Leader Liang put out the kerosene lamp, he had already walked around the two beaten corpses and picked up the two corpses as quickly as possible.
The metal flashlight went out and quickly changed positions.
It wasn't until he was sure that no one shot at him twice that he breathed a sigh of relief. He crawled next to a corpse, picked up his weapon in the dark and threw it over his shoulder. He also took out the metal book.
He stabbed the corpse with a Mauser bayonet in the neck.
After rolling and moving to the second enemy who was still panting, Wei Ran also stabbed it in the neck and belly, and then stood up, carrying the weapon he picked up from the first corpse.
He quickly rushed towards the direction from which the two horses came.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Only two hundred meters away, he saw some hazy firelight behind the rocks on a hillside on the side of the road.
I carefully touched it and found that a simple shack had been built with banana leaves. The shack was not only covered with banana leaves, but also hung with a mosquito net, and even used two pieces of muddy rainproof canvas and a utility model.
A small stove was surrounded by large hidden stones.
At this time, not only were there two British lunch boxes heating canned fish and two Japanese lunch boxes cooking rice on the stove, but there were also several British enamel kettles hanging next to the stove.
Even, in a canvas bucket under the mosquito net, there were some tropical fruits that I didn’t know where they came from, as well as two multifunctional knives that looked familiar to me. And the two tarpaulins in the tent were used as pillows.
Each pocket contained at least four or five kilograms of rice.
Without leaving in a hurry, Wei Ran used the light from the stove to look at the weapon he had just picked up.
Just like Zhou Guochang said at the beginning, these people are indeed using flower traps, and they are indeed not flower traps. They can even be classified as high-quality products from flower traps.
To be more precise, this submachine gun and the anti-tank gun in the metal book can be regarded as relatives in a certain sense.
Because this is a Steyr-Solothurn S1-100 submachine gun that was nicknamed the "Rolls-Royce of submachine guns" in later generations.
He declined to comment on whether this gun was a Rolls-Royce submachine gun, but he knew that most of the weapons related to the Solothurn company were high-end goods that required a lot of work and effort. Of course, they were expensive.
And practicality, at least in light weapons, often cannot be equated.
Fortunately, this did not prevent it from being favored by Mustache and giving it a household name like "mp34", nor did it prevent the Japanese from imitating it and using this gun as a prototype to design a submachine gun that would make sows shake their heads when they see it.
.
He pulled out the magazine and looked at it. As he knew, the submachine guns exported to China and Japan were all modified to use the 7.63x25mm Mauser pistol cartridge.
"Is it possible that they are still elites? It should be unlikely..."
Wei Ran muttered to himself, reloaded the magazine of his submachine gun, then reached out and took out a piece of fruit peel from the canvas bucket. After thinking for a moment, he added an extra handful of firewood to the bonfire, and then stood up to carry it.
He walked towards the direction he came from with his flashlight.
While softly calling the names of Squad Leader Liang and others, when he walked to the dead horse again, Squad Leader Liang had already used a kitchen knife to cut off a piece of the boss's flesh from the horse's corpse.
At this time, the two young men, Qin Shouzheng and Zhou Guochang, were busy stacking the loot on a tarpaulin spread on the ground. However, the British businessman Luke was helping Squad Leader Liang use the collected bananas to
Ye, wrapped the pieces of fresh horse meat and hung them on the donkey one by one.
Resisting the urge to beat Luke hard to make him less careful, Wei Ran walked to the side of the first corpse and turned on the flashlight again for a closer look.
This corpse wears a bamboo hat on its head and a cage base around its waist. If you just look at it here, it is almost difficult to distinguish it from the similarly short electric-free person.
But in addition to these disguises, he was wearing British military boots on his feet, and mosquito-proof gloves with Japanese characteristics on his hands. As for his chest, there was a leather ammunition bag fixed with side by side
Three spare submachine gun magazines.
After roughly tearing open the clothes of the corpse and inspecting it carefully, Wei Ran, who found nothing except identifying the species from the unique crotch cloth, finally just took off its ammunition pouch and carried it in his hand.
He turned around and walked towards the other corpse.
The corpse had been stripped clean by Zhou Guochang and Qin Shouzheng, and all the things were piled on the tarpaulin next to it, which made it a lot more convenient for him.
Compared with the devil just now, it only has a telescope, a box of rendan and a bottle of quinine on its body.
At this time, Tan Shouzheng and Zhou Guochang were thinking about how to distribute the loot they had just collected - especially the submachine gun.
"You two, stop arguing." As Wei Ran spoke, he had already handed over the submachine gun and ammunition bag he was carrying, "One for each of you."
"What about you?" Qin Shouzheng asked subconsciously, "He has never fought in a war. It would be a waste to give him such a good gun."
"I hit him accurately! I killed the first Japanese just now!" Zhou Guochang argued.
"Stop fighting"
Squad leader Liang, who had been busy just now, said, "The flower trap is for Wei Ran and Shouzheng. Guochang, since you can shoot accurately, use a long gun. It can hit farther than the flower trap. Let Shouzheng handle it later."
All the bullets in his gun will be evenly distributed to you.
We have just eliminated half of the enemies, and there are still two Japs left. By then we will all have tricks."
"Okay...okay"
Zhou Guochang looked regretfully at the submachine gun that he had held in his arms, and finally handed it to Tan Shouzheng.
Seeing this, Wei Ran put on the ammunition pouch he was carrying on his body, then put the submachine gun on his back again, and then briefly described the situation in the shack he had just discovered.
When they heard that there was almost-cooked rice to eat, Zhou Guochang and Qin Shouzheng, who had been a little awkward about the spoils a second ago, immediately became cheerful again. If Wei Ran hadn't stopped them, the two brothers would have run over now.
.
A group of people helped Squad Leader Liang cut enough meat from the horse's carcass to put on the donkey's back. Then, under the leadership of Wei Ran, everyone carefully and cautiously touched the outside of the shack they had just discovered.
After an inspection to confirm that there was no danger, Squad Leader Liang urged Tan Shouzheng and Zhou Guochang to dig a stove pit without giving everyone any time to rest, and the reward was the two multifunctional knives found in the canvas bucket.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Wei Ran and Luke were arranged to go to the nearby area to get enough firewood. As for Squad Leader Liang himself, he had already pulled out the eucalyptus board from his backpack and started busy
Cut the horse meat into long strips.
With Luke a little further away from the shack, Wei Ran suddenly picked up his submachine gun, loaded it, and pointed the muzzle of the gun and the flashlight at Luke.
"Soldier, are you going to kill me?"
There was undisguised contempt in Luke's tone. He didn't even pull out the pistol on his waist. He just raised his hands in a perfunctory manner and pointed the light of the flashlight at Wei Ran's slightly narrowed eyes.
"Before you pull the trigger, you have to think carefully. If you send me to Mansi alive, you can get five times the amount of quinine. This is what I just negotiated with Mr. Liang while you were away.
The price. If you kill me..."
"Peng!" Before Luke could finish his words, Wei Ran had already hit the opponent in the stomach with the butt of his gun.
Before the British businessman could scream, Wei Ran had already punched his kneecap with the muzzle of his gun, then raised his foot and kicked him to the ground, smashed the second rifle butt on him and was about to reach for the gun.
Set of hands.
Easily seizing the opponent's pistol, Wei Ran pressed his knee on Luke's neck, and while continuing to exert force, he asked with a smile, "Mr. Luke, you must not have mentioned it in the terms you negotiated with Squad Leader Liang.
Will you get beaten along the way?"
Before he finished speaking, he swung the butt of the gun again and hit the bone of the leg Luke was about to kick.
After several attempts, Luke, whose face was flushed due to poor breathing, finally gave up resistance despite the pain all over his body. He just struggled hard, trying to break away from the heavy pressure on his neck, trying to get a little bit of relief for himself.
of oxygen.
Fortunately, just when he thought he was about to be suffocated to death, Wei Ran finally stood up with his submachine gun in hand.
However, before he could hold his neck and cough, a slender and sharp bayonet had already been inserted into his mouth. At the same time, the beam of the flashlight also shone on his suppressed red face.
"Mr. Luke, how about we make a deal?" Wei Ran asked, and at the same time, he slightly inserted the tip of the knife into the other person's mouth by a centimeter, and seemed to touch his upper teeth.
chamber.
Without even waiting for the other party to respond or think about how to respond, Wei Ran slowly pulled the tip of the Mauser bayonet out of the other party's mouth and wiped off the saliva mixed with some blood on the other party's face.
"What deal?" Luke asked with a cold face, secretly grabbing a piece of mud with one of his hands.
However, Wei Ran took a step back before speaking, stretched out his hand to put on the bamboo hat taken off the head of the Japanese corpse, and then lowered his voice and said, "Don't play tricks on anyone, otherwise...
"
"Otherwise what?" Luke asked, turning to look at Wei Ran who had come around to his side.
Hearing this, Wei Ran deliberately leaned into the other party's ear, lowered his voice and said in English, "Otherwise, the information you want to transmit may not be able to be delivered to those escaped British veterans."
With just one sentence, Luke, who had been extremely calm before, was shocked, and after a moment of silence, he asked, "Are you the recruiter?"
"Chinese people"
Wei Ran switched back to his native language and explained in a low voice, "If you are just passing on information, I will even choose to help you, but if you take action against them and want to kill them to silence them, then I don't mind completing the task of transmitting information on your behalf.
.”
"You?" Luke regained his arrogant look and said in a pure London accent, "You are mistaken. I don't know about any intelligence."
"up to you"
Wei Ran said nonchalantly, "By the way, I remember that there seems to be a copy of the Yomiuri Shimbun newspaper from a few days ago in your canvas bag? Why, Mr. Luke still understands Japanese?"
Such a subtle yet obvious reminder finally made Luke unable to remain calm anymore, so much so that Wei Ran could clearly see the other person's vagina shrinking.
After a long time, Luke made a promise as if talking to himself, "I promise not to cause any more danger to them."
"It's best this way." Wei Ran smiled and patted the other party's shoulder, "Hurry up and find firewood."
"Why are you here?" Luke asked curiously as he was busy collecting firewood that could be burned, "Could you be..."
"I'm just a soldier"
Wei Ran pretended to be mysterious and smiled and replied, "Don't worry, as long as you fulfill your promise, I will not only help you keep your secret, but also help you complete your mission."
Hearing this, Luke fell into silence again, neither thanking nor rejecting. His attitude was as if he didn't notice what was just said.
However, Wei Ran was particularly satisfied with this. Luke did not reject it, but he also did not explicitly object, right?
By the time he and the worried Luke each came back with a bundle of damp wood, Squad Leader Liang had already moved the bonfire to a larger pit and used the two mud-covered tarpaulins to cover it.
A cone was formed around the fire.
Finally, the bonfire was covered with a handful of grass. When the thick smoke enveloped the horse meat strips, squad leader Liang also took down the two boxes of rice cooked by the Japanese and divided them into five equal portions. Then he poured the canned food over the
above.
But obviously, it was far from the time to eat. Under the command of the cooking squad leader, including Wei Ran and Luke, who had just been warned, they all honestly roasted the horse meat cut into strips over the bonfire.
Then he beat it randomly with the butt of the gun, then dipped it in the prepared salt water, and finally dipped it in a little freshly chopped chili powder, and then hung it into the surrounding cone-shaped simple
In the smokehouse.
Everyone worked together for almost an hour. As the last piece of horse meat was sent in for smoke, Squad Leader Liang immediately filled it with a handful of grass and sealed the surrounding area tightly.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "There are these cows... Maraba, there are these Maraba, which can just satisfy the brothers' greed."
Squad leader Liang happily patted the two cloth bags used as pillows, "And there is so much rice. We can brew some rice wine by then, and everyone in the company can probably take a sip!"
"I'm starting to miss home," Qin Shouzheng said while sipping his saliva. "The sweet wine made by my mother is also delicious."
"Aren't you worried about the other two Japs chasing us?"
Zhou Guochang asked while beating his sore shoulders. He had done all the work of beating the roasted horse meat just now.
"Zhou, don't worry"
Luke picked up the meal that was still being heated by the campfire, "There are obviously only traces of two people here. I guess the other two must have gone to Muncie Town to wait for us."
"Then what should we do?" Zhou Guochang asked subconsciously.
"What else can we do? Kill them if they dare to come!" Qin Shouzheng picked up a British army lunch box and said matter-of-factly while putting food into his mouth.
"Shou Zheng was right this time."
Squad leader Liang, who was also holding a lunch box and shoveling food into his mouth, said in agreement, "If there were only four people chasing you all the time, our firepower is not weak at all now, and there are more people than them, and there are more people behind us.
The people of the 288th Regiment are pressing forward. If we can seize their horses, we might be able to reach Muncie quickly."
"Even without horses, we're not far from Muncie."
Luke secretly glanced at Wei Ran and continued to eat while saying, "If we don't rest tonight, we can walk to Muncie Town early tomorrow morning."
“Night is indeed a good time to be on the road”
Squad leader Liang then said, "When we see them early tomorrow morning, maybe the malaba we made will still be hot!"
"And we still have those quinine pills!" Qin Shouzheng thought happily, "Maybe the company commander can give me a reward and transfer me out of the cooking squad!"
"What's wrong with the cooking class!" Squad Leader Liang said dissatisfied, "You idiot, which meal in our cooking class made you hungry?"
"You two, I think we should stop arguing for now." Luke stood up and pointed into the distance and said, "Why does there seem to be light there?"
"Have the people from the 288th Regiment arrived?" Qin Shouzheng stood up and asked.
"The speed is too fast, and the direction is wrong. It came the other way."
While Wei Ran was talking, he had already picked up the engineering shovel and dug a shovelful of moist soil to cover the bonfire, "It looks like there are people on horseback! And it looks like there must be at least a dozen people!"
Squad Leader Liang immediately realized something was wrong. He clapped his lunch box and stuffed it into his backpack, shouting in a low voice, "Quick! Pack your things!"
