I really came here to fight against Japan

Chapter 315: Old Zheng was shot

Lao Zheng raised the gun with both hands and shot at the Japanese soldier's back without aiming.

Song Wenwan drove the snowmobile steadily, flying behind the Japanese soldiers and gliding past them quickly.

He saw Lao Zheng shooting through the rearview mirror of the snowmobile.

He is indeed a veteran guerrilla fighter in the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces. His shooting is so tricky.

The two "twenty-shooter" pistols fired forty bullets, killing at least twenty enemies.

This guy specifically picked on the Japanese and fought against the officers of the puppet Manchukuo troops.

They could also be the Japanese, hiding behind the search team, so it would be easy for him to hit them.

He killed more than a dozen Japanese soldiers.

Song Wenwan saw it clearly from the front that he was deliberately picking on the Japanese devils to attack.

Almost two squads of the Japanese and puppet Manchukuo troops were killed before they realized that someone was attacking them from behind.

They quickly turned around and fired two shots at Song Wenwan.

Unfortunately, Song Wenwan had already rushed into the woods and could no longer be seen.

The Kwantung Army was a well-trained force. They fired two shots, both of which hit Lao Zheng.

One shot hit the center of his chest, and the other shot hit Lao Zheng's lower abdomen.

Song Wenwan clearly felt that something was wrong with Lao Zheng behind her.

After the Japanese gunfire, his back hit Song Wenwan hard twice.

Song Wenwan felt a chill in her heart and secretly said, "Oh no!" Could it be that Old Zheng was shot?

He ran a mile, found a place to park, and quickly turned back to check on Lao Zheng.

Then I saw Lao Zheng, who was tied upside down, removing the bullets from his clothes.

Song Wenwan: Old comrade, I am not against the revolutionary spirit of optimism.

But please don't act so naughty, okay?

Old Zheng looked at the two bullet heads that were removed and spoke excitedly to Song Wenwan.

"Liaison Officer Song, you are absolutely right. This piece of clothing is indeed blessed by a great monk. Bullets can't penetrate it at all."

Song Wenwan said seriously: "Comrade Lao Zheng, actually this clothing is called a bulletproof vest.

It can defend against ordinary pistol and rifle bullets, but it will not be able to protect against light machine guns.

You can also insert bulletproof steel plates inside it, which will have a better effect.

But if you are hit by a heavy machine gun, even if it doesn't kill you, it will break a few of your ribs."

The two of them hid where they were, waiting for Mu Yiyu and the others to catch up with them.

After all, Song Wenwan's snowmobile runs much faster than skis.

After a while, Mu Yiyu and the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces soldiers arrived with great interest.

As soon as Song Wenwan and Lao Zheng ran into the woods, the Japanese devils and the puppet Manchukuo soldiers chased after them.

The Anti-Japanese Allied Forces, who were hiding on the top of a slope, slid silently on the snow and appeared outside the Japanese.

The Japanese and the puppet Manchukuo soldiers were all stunned when a group of people wrapped in white appeared beside them.

The clothes these people wear are white, their cloaks are white, and even their masks are white.

Their cloaks were blown up by the wind, and they glided past quickly, like the elves in the legend, flying close to the ground.

It would have been friendly if they hadn't pointed their revolvers at themselves as they clipped their ski poles.

This group of Japanese soldiers from the Kwantung Army have very vicious eyes.

From the way the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces soldiers held their guns, you can tell that these people are not easy to mess with.

Ordinary people cannot aim and shoot while skiing.

When these people ski downhill, their ski poles are hung on their wrists and hang down naturally.

They bent their bodies, with their legs naturally bent and their arms clasped in front of them.

He held the revolver in his right hand, with the barrel resting on his left forearm.

These people in white cloaks can maintain their body balance and fire steadily under a special rhythm.

Yes, these ghost-like white capes really shot at them.

About thirty meters away from them, he slid and fired.

More than thirty members of the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces in white cloaks easily killed more than twenty Japanese devils.

Then they just left, taking away only a few snowflakes and not a single cloud.

In fact, Song Wenwan said that in this icy and snowy weather, we should be more merciful to the enemy and never kill them if we can injure them.

At first, everyone couldn't understand why they didn't just kill the Japanese directly.

Song Wenwan: "If you kill the devils, it will be over once and for all. You can't create a burden for the devils.

If you injured a Japanese soldier, it would take at least four people to carry him back.

There is no guarantee that the life of this injured Japanese soldier can be saved.

If you injure two Japanese soldiers, the combat effectiveness of their squad will be destroyed.

Think about it, what if twenty Japanese soldiers were injured?

This meant that two squads of Japanese soldiers were completely scrapped.

Now in the Japanese county town, there is only one remaining squadron on duty.

If they were beaten like this in the wild, would they still dare to chase you?"

Think about it, everyone, even though it was damaged a bit, it was still a good choice to use it on the Japanese.

But they didn't use this trick today, mainly because the two sides were too close and the Anti-Japanese United Army comrades were in too good of a touch today.

At such a close distance and with such a big head, there’s no need to aim.

They killed more than fifty Japanese and puppet soldiers just by using the corner of their eyes.

Are all the current anti-Japanese fighters so fierce? If we had known this, we would not have joined the puppet Manchukuo army.

Get down, get down, get down quickly! Only a fool would think about how to fight back.

Didn’t you see that the invincible imperial army fell down faster than us?

This ghost-like team passed by silently and at a rapid speed.

They no longer had the roaring sounds of the past, nor did they shout and scream as before.

Even the act of killing the Japanese just now seemed like just a coincidence.

This is a team that is as silent as gold. Rather than saying they are warriors, it would be better to say that they are heroic spirits guarding this land.

What they brought to the Japanese and puppet Manchukuo troops was coldness, trembling legs, and endless fear.

After these Anti-Japanese Allied Forces members disappeared for a long time, the search team, which were lying on the ground, dared to get up.

There are not many people who can get up now, most of them are soldiers of the puppet Manchukuo Army who smell of urine.

These Anti-Japanese Allied Forces are really accurate with their guns and are so considerate.

They specifically targeted the Kwantung Army's devil soldiers, which made them feel a lot more at ease.

Some of the braver puppet Manchukuo soldiers even shouted in the direction where the Anti-Japanese United Army was leaving.

"Who are these heroes in front? Why are you leaving after the fight? Do you dare to leave a name?..."

"Swish", before he could finish his words, a person suddenly jumped out from the woods opposite.

A group of Japanese and puppet Manchukuo troops retreated one after another, as if they were not very familiar with the person I had just spoken to.

The Anti-Japanese Allied Forces member slid to a place about thirty meters away from the puppet army.

He threw something in the direction of the person who had just shouted, along with a cold look.

Then there was a big loop in the snow and we paddled back into the woods.

The guy who was shouting had peed his pants again. There was nothing he could do, because he was just so rude.

The Japanese soldier who was lying down again at the back spoke to the puppet Manchukuo soldier who was still standing there in a daze.

"You, my great friend of the Imperial Army, hurry up and pick up the things and have a look."

The puppet soldier pounded his sore and weak legs and walked towards the thing thrown by the Anti-Japanese United Army.