There are chasing troops behind and there is a big river in front. Yang Mingzhi is very worried about the remaining people. He no longer has any illusions about what he is facing now as a filming set for an anti-Japanese drama. The enemy is the Japanese devils, who are the very elite Kwantung Army.
.My compatriots are fighting with them and suffering heavy losses!
Yang Mingzhi looked at the remaining three people. "Comrades, push the raft into the river, and I'll go check out the situation."
"Brother! Do you really want to go?" Yang Tao asked reluctantly.
"I'm just going to take a look. Do what I say. Sister Yangtao, you are the weakest. You will lie down on the raft for a while." Yang Mingzhi picked up the steel gun, but he had to be prepared for the worst. He turned around just as he was about to leave.
Look at you all: "If I don't come back for a long time, you will retreat on your own."
After that, Yang Mingzhi rushed to the battlefield with a gun. He needed to confirm the situation of his own personnel, and it was best to persuade a few of them to go to the Soviet Union to escape.
The sound of gunshots became louder and louder, and he knew that this was not an exercise. Although he had been a soldier for two years before, he became a reserve after retiring. He still learned a lot of tactical skills, and he could also use the 38 big bar in his hand.
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Yang Mingzhi hunched over and stalked, getting closer and closer to the battlefield.
At this moment, the old squad leader was organizing the last people to fight. Many people had died in the battle. Yang Mingzhi also saw the old guy holding a shell gun and shooting.
Without saying a word, Yang Mingzhi knelt half-kneeling and raised his gun to aim. I looked like a bastard. He knew in his heart that this was no joke, as there were ricocheting bullets around him that stirred up dust.
Although he wears glasses, he still has no problem raising a gun and shooting. Now is the Anti-Japanese War, and killing the Japanese is an unshirkable responsibility for every Chinese. Therefore, Yang Mingzhi has no sense of guilt. In his opinion, what he experienced during this period was just a dream.
With a bang, he pulled the trigger, and a huge recoil force acted on his shoulder.
"Damn it, the recoil is really strong. Are all powerful bullets like this?"
Yang Mingzhi was aiming at a machine gunner, about 400 meters away. The guy lying on the ground already looked very small. It was lucky that the bullet hit the enemy's head. The man's Taisho Eleven was gone.
Continue to spit out tongues of fire.
The old squad leader staggered back. He was surprised to see Yang Mingzhi. He thought to himself, hadn't this kid already swam across the Heilongjiang River? We are still here.
"Old squad leader, retreat quickly, let's cross the river quickly!" Yang Mingzhi shouted, and the remaining people had no choice.
The old squad leader was still pulling an injured soldier, and he saw that Yang Mingzhi was still shooting. This man's marksmanship was very accurate. He had never demonstrated it before.
With five bullets from a rifle, Yang Mingzhi did indeed hit the target. His deadly marksmanship also attracted the enemy's firepower, and the enemy's light and heavy machine guns fired at him.
"Asshole! I'm going to die, I'm going to die!" He cursed and crawled on the ground. This was really not a joke. Just a foot in front of him, the enemy's bullets shot into the soil, and the fallen leaves were scattered in all directions.
But the old squad leader was not so lucky. One person was shot in the back and fell down immediately, while another person had his leg injured.
"Go quickly, you guys go quickly." After saying these words, the soldier fell unconscious.
The old squad leader's calf was shot by a 38-meter bullet, and he staggered away while covering his injured leg.
When Yang Mingzhi saw this, he threw away the fire stick that had used all the bullets, and ran away with the old squad leader.
"Asshole, haven't you already run away? That girl Yang Tao can't fall into the hands of the Japanese. Why are you still here? You're really crazy."
"There's nothing you can do, you're the ones crazy. If we had the same opinion, we would have reached the other side of the river!"
The old squad leader shook his head regretfully, "Put me down. I'm already injured. It's still too late for you to run away alone."
"Bah!" Yang Mingzhi was stronger, so he simply carried the old guy on his back. Because he was lucky enough, the two of them escaped unscathed.
Yang Mingzhi ran desperately and finally reached the shore, only to see the three people still waiting.
"Why are you still stunned! Push the raft into the river quickly! Hurry!"
Seeing this, Guan Dalong and Chen Sheng did not dare to neglect. They pushed the raft down and Yang Tao was ordered to lie on it.
The old squad leader no longer cares about his leg injury. He also wants to live very much. Now there are only five people left in the entire team, followed by hundreds of Japanese soldiers.
Even in August, the water temperature in Heilongjiang is still very low, so people jump into the river one by one regardless of the number.
"Everyone push hard! We have to escape as soon as possible!"
With everyone's efforts, the raft floated further and further away, and at the same time the Japanese pursuers also arrived at the riverside. Their light and heavy firepower opened fire on the raft, and suddenly the water around the raft was full of water spray.
Suddenly, a bullet hit the old squad leader in the back. Yang Mingzhi saw the man vomiting blood with his own eyes.
"You hurry up, I can't survive anymore, you stay safe and take care." These were the old squad leader's last words, and after saying that, his body sank in Heilongjiang.
"Squad leader! No! You don't want to die!" Star Tao on the raft cried heartbreakingly.
Everyone was still in danger, several bullets hit the raft, and several logs shattered. The girl Yang Tao was shocked, she almost got shot just now.
It was at this time that the Japs actually used grenades. Veterans used this weapon like a mortar, but most of these little Japs were also recruits. The grenades exploded around the raft, and they caused a bigger splash.
The raft was simply washed apart.
Yang Mingzhi subconsciously hugged the girl Yang Tao tightly, and the two of them continued to float holding a log. "Work harder, if the little devil shoots at us after crossing the river, the Soviets will fight back angrily."
He also said this to himself. Yang Mingzhi encouraged the girls around him not to give up, and he had to continue to persevere. But those two people were not so lucky. Guan Dalong and Chen Sheng were killed by grenades and had no strength after being injured.
He struggled again and sank to the bottom of the river.
The Soviet army on the opposite side was ready, taking a telescope and staring at the two men holding the wood. They had indeed passed the center of the river, and the waters here were Soviet territory, but the little devils were still shooting desperately.
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"Soldiers, be careful and listen to me! Don't hurt the people on the river, shoot across the river!"
Suddenly, there was loud gunfire from the Soviet side. Pugachev ordered these soldiers to use heavy machine guns. Under the heavy firepower, the Japanese troops on the other side suffered casualties.
Although the Soviet Union and Japan signed the treaty, frictions continued around Heilongjiang. Sometimes it was the Soviet Union that was looking for trouble, and sometimes it was Japan. Especially the main militant faction on the Japanese side, they believed that spiritual power could defeat the torrent of steel. These people believed in Zhang Gu
The defeats at Feng and Nomenkan were due to the cowardice of the soldiers at the critical moment. They really wanted to fight the Soviet Union again, so the Japanese troops here did not hesitate to fight back.
Su and Japan were shooting at each other, so the pressure on Yang Mingzhi was suddenly reduced a lot.
"Sister Carambola, don't think too much, hold on to the raft now and don't let go."
"Yes! Brother, I listen to you."
The two of them paddled hard, and the other side was really getting closer. Because of this, the Japanese saw that there was no point in pursuing them, and since they had already suffered casualties, they simply took action unilaterally.
Upon seeing this, the Soviet troops stopped firing, and the platoon moved towards the place where the raft was drifting.
Yang Mingzhi was really exhausted. As soon as he landed, he lay down on his back by the lake. Lying with the girl Yang Tao. After all, she was a little girl. She was the most tired. In addition, she had not eaten well for a long time, and her physical strength was limited.
It's been exhausted, and now I have no energy left to stand up.
"Sister Carambola, we are safe now."
"Well, we're on the other side of the river now, right?"
"Yes! We are the last survivors. The last."
Yang Mingzhi was waiting for the arrival of the Soviet army. As soon as he closed his eyes, he heard a noise.
The Soviets had arrived, and more than a dozen people surrounded Yang Mingzhi, who survived the catastrophe. He slowly opened his eyes and saw the old man in front of him.
"Zhidrast did not pick up Davarich." Yang Mingzhi subconsciously said something in Russian to greet the visitor.
He had never told his comrades that he could speak Russian before, and it was because he could speak Russian that he had enough confidence to swim to the Soviet Union.
Therefore, the Soviet army was very surprised to meet such a person crossing the river.
"Chinese, you speak Russian. Have you ever been to the Soviet Union?" the platoon leader asked.
Although it was difficult to explain in words, Yang Mingzhi took out the well-preserved red flag from the pocket of the girl Yang Tao who had fallen asleep. The sickle and hammer pattern inside was very eye-catching. Yang Mingzhi gasped and laughed: "Davalixi,
We are our own people."
The order received by the platoon leader was to bring the swimmers safely to the regiment headquarters, and they also brought a stretcher for this purpose. Now because this man actually speaks Russian, this will definitely shock the regiment commander.
The two were carried on stretchers and pulled away from the river by the soldiers.
This was Yang Mingzhi's only choice. He had traveled through time and space to this era, in the Far East in August 1940. He had no choice, so he simply took the last survivor of the Anti-Japanese Alliance, this little sister named Yang Tao, with him.
After arriving in the Soviet Union, Yang Mingzhi estimated that he had been involved in the wheel of history, even if he joined the Soviet army, or even if he was transferred to the Eastern Front to participate in World War II.
He knew very well that he was greeted by the Soviet Far East Front. As for who the commander-in-chief of the front was, Yang Mingzhi really didn't remember. In short, it was not Zhukov.
When the platoon leader saw that he was sober enough, he said: "Our regiment leader is very interested in you Chinese, and your ability to speak Russian will save you a lot of problems. Think about what you want to say now, and you can talk to the regiment leader yourself later."
"Bugiz is done, Davarish."
Yang Mingzhi slowly closed his eyes, his thoughts spinning rapidly. After a while, meeting the leader was the moment for him to show off his ambitions. Since he is interested in himself, let him be interested properly and let himself, who travels through time and space,
As his guests, the Chinese people are even better off. Anyway, they have had enough of eating glutinous vegetables during this period!