The "poof" spear pierced deep into the Japanese soldier's chest, and as Zhuo Fei pulled out the bayonet vigorously, the bloody arrows that flew out of the knife splattered the soldiers' heads and faces. This is not the first time Zhuo Fei has killed the enemy in close quarters, the screams of the Japanese soldier on the ground before he died and the bloody arrows that flew up were far less shocking to Zhuo Fei than the gunfire that burst out in the distance.

After experiencing the initial chaos, several Japanese soldiers on the periphery of the war group were kneeling outside the war group at some point, taking the opportunity to shoot and kill the national soldiers in the war group. Seeing that it had fallen behind, the rule in the infantry drill code about withdrawing bullets when stabbing was no longer effective at this time, and the companions in the field were accidentally injured by the extremely penetrating Arisaka rifle bullets, and the Japanese soldiers on the sidelines also wanted to leave all these national soldiers here.

Zhuo Fei was annoyed by the gunfire that burst out in the distance, and the few soldiers of the national army who fell down with the gunfire made Zhuo Fei even more manic, throwing away the 38 rifle in his hand, Zhuo Fei made a move of taking something from the inside of the military uniform, and grabbed the shell gun in his hand from the baggage he carried with him. "Bang", "Bang", "Bang" was far more continuous than the dull gunfire of the 38 rifle, and the bullets that burst out of the chamber passed through the crowd of people in the melee, knocking down the Japanese soldiers scattered outside the battle group one after another.

Zhuo Fei's participation caused the number of Japanese soldiers in the melee to decrease sharply, and more and more soldiers of the National Army who had their hands free turned their bayonets to help their own people, and the last few unwilling Japanese soldiers finally fell to the ground in the shouting of killing. Zhuo Fei's appearance naturally would not turn a blind eye to these national soldiers who had escaped death, but before Zhuo Fei could say a few words to these national soldiers, a terrible scream suddenly came from the sky.

Zhuo Fei's heart tightened, and he heard a voice out of tune because of nervousness shouting, "Hide, the cannon is coming." With the shouting, the cannonball with a sharp whistle in mid-air smashed down on the head and face, and Zhuo Fei did not have the ability to judge the caliber of the cannonball from the sound of the cannonball, so he could only lie down on the side of the street. It was retaliatory fire from the Japanese army, but it seemed that they did not have a lot of shells in stock, so they only stopped after a symbolic round.

The recruits are afraid of machine guns, the veterans are afraid of artillery, and the soldiers of the national army who survived are all honestly looking for a place to hide, only Zhuo Fei feels that this round of artillery fire of the Japanese army is really weak to the home, and compared with the artillery salvo that Zhuo Fei experienced in military exercises in his later life, it is simply a representative of powerlessness. As soon as the cannon stopped, Zhuo Fei rushed out of the street, bent down and dragged a wounded soldier of the National Army lying on the ground to the side of the street, and just as he was about to look for another wounded, he let a person who rushed out of the side hugged him and fell to the ground. The man dragged Zhuo Fei to crawl into the crater not far ahead, and scolded loudly: "You don't want to fucking die? This is a cannon, even the bones are gone, do you think it's a cannon battle set off by your family for the New Year? ”

Zhuo Fei didn't argue with the other party, there are too many things that can kill people on the battlefield, a gun without a gun can poke people to death, no matter how bad a cannonball hits his body, he can't stand it, he doesn't know the hearts of good people. The sound of shells breaking through the air in mid-air sounded again, but this time the shelling was obviously different from the one just now, and Zhuo Fei felt the fragility of life for the first time.

Curled up in the crater with his head in his hands, Zhuo Fei felt that the earth was constantly trembling, and the explosion in his ears was even louder. The waves of air mixed with the mud kicked up by shrapnel kept falling on Zhuo Fei's body, as if a group of people were constantly shoveling dirt on him and trying to bury him alive. The frightening shelling always seemed extraordinarily long, and it was not until the explosion completely disappeared that Zhuo Fei in the crater put down his hands holding his head as if he had just woken up from a dream, shook his dizzy body and tried to get up from the ground.

The Japanese artillery bombardment disappeared in a blink of an eye, Zhuo Fei in the crater struggled to crawl out of the soil, and Zhuo Fei, who was panting heavily, looked left and right from the crater, this action made him consume a lot of strength. Then Zhuo Fei turned around and looked at the guy who dragged him into the crater. At a glance, Zhuo Fei realized that he was still an officer, although the other party's body was covered with a layer of muddy water, and if he didn't look at his appearance, he looked no different from an ordinary soldier, but Zhuo Fei still saw the mark of the second lieutenant rank from the collar of the other party.

"Several of us are from the 51st Division, what do you call you, brother? Why are you still wearing the military uniform of a little devil?. When Zhuo Fei looked at the other party, the second lieutenant officer leaning on the crater was also secretly looking at Zhuo Fei, who was wearing a Japanese military uniform at this time. Looking at Zhuo Fei's age, he shouldn't be a veteran, but where can the recruits have a brave performance like Zhuo Fei just now, not to mention that the supplementary soldiers assigned by the Ministry of Military Affairs to various units are just guys who don't even fiddle with guns, this kid in front of him shouldn't be a supplementary soldier, Chen Chuang, who was leaning in the crater, couldn't help but be suspicious, could it be that this kid in front of him is really a deserter in the Japanese army?

Zhuo Fei didn't know that Chen Chuang would think of himself as a deserter from the Japanese army, and he was still worried that these national soldiers would wonder if they suddenly showed their shell guns. Knowing that the other party was a soldier of the 51st Division stationed in Guanghuamen, Zhuo Fei secretly breathed a sigh of relief for no reason, "My name is Zhuo Fei, just an ordinary civilian, not a member of your national army, and wearing the military uniform of the Japanese army is also for the convenience of killing little devils." Zhuo Fei didn't want to have a deep friendship with these 51st Division's routs, so he chose to be as brief as possible when introducing himself.

"Amazing, amazing, Brother Zhuo, you are this." Chen Chuang didn't believe Zhuo Fei's words a little, but he still gave Zhuo Fei a thumbs up. In a fierce battle with the Japanese army, Chen Chuang's original small force of more than 30 people has been reduced to less than 20 people, if it weren't for Zhuo Fei's help, maybe there would be no more than 10 people who could still breathe. Chen Chuang was about to give orders to the soldiers gathered to find the wounded, clean the battlefield, and collect water, but when he saw the Japanese military uniform and his style, he suddenly fell to the ground.

"Hurry up, get out of here with your wounded, it seems that there are Japanese soldiers coming here." Zhuo Fei couldn't explain to Chen Chuang the means by which he could detect the movements of the Japanese army early, so he had to pretend to lie on the ground and cover it up with the means of listening to the sound of the ground. "Get out of here quickly, take your people to the Rujiang Gate, maybe it will be smoother to cross the river at night, and I will lure away the Japanese soldiers who came over for you." Zhuo Fei got up from the ground, and while quickly carrying a 38 rifle to the corpse of a Japanese soldier, rummaging for ammunition, he whispered to Chen Chuang, who was obviously still hesitating.

Chen Chuang and Zhuo Fei have never been alive, and they only met in Pingshui here, originally Chen Chuang secretly suspected that Zhuo Fei was the identity, which would see Zhuo Fei's series of reactions, and the hesitation in Chen Chuang's heart became more and more intense. shouted at Chen Chuang, Zhuo Fei knelt on one knee, pulled the bolt and loaded the bullet into the magazine, and then put the rummaged bullet into his pocket, and when he turned around, he saw Chen Chuang and the others still staying in place and hesitating.

"Damn" Zhuo Fei cursed secretly, and then walked quickly towards a broken wall that he had already seen with his rifle alone. Zhuo Fei never thought of going with Chen Chuang and them, and naturally he would not be stupid enough to accompany Chen Chuang and them to stay where they were and wait for death, if Chen Chuang and them were willing to stay, Zhuo Fei didn't mind letting Chen Chuang and them distract the attention of the Japanese army. "Take the injured brother with us, and let's go to Rujiangmen." Fortunately, Chen Chuang gave up his suspicion of Zhuo Fei in time, and saw that Zhuo Fei, who rushed to the street alone, had climbed up the roof along the broken wall, so Chen Chuang urged his soldiers to hurry up and leave here.

"Boom" "Boom" Chen Chuang and the others have not really left the street, the grenade grenade from a distance has already fallen on the street, turning back to look at the fire ball that rose with the sound of the explosion, Chen Chuang, who was carrying a wounded man on his back, couldn't help but smack his tongue, fortunately the retreat was timely, otherwise he would really be entangled by the Japanese army again. Like the other Japanese troops that Zhuo Fei had encountered, the Japanese troops who appeared this time also conducted some fire reconnaissance first, and then sent a few sharp soldiers into the street cautiously.

Zhuo Fei wanted to continue to hide on the roof, and saw the right time to give a slap of hatred to the Japanese soldiers who tried to pass through the street, but he didn't expect that the Japanese soldiers who came this time were not stupid, and the sharp soldiers had not yet marched to the middle of the street, and from the direction of the street entrance, there were already more than a dozen Japanese soldiers climbing onto the roof. The dense red dots on the map made Zhuo Fei's scalp tingle for a while, and with the firepower he had now, there was really no way to compete with it, so Zhuo Fei had no choice but to take the initiative to leave.

"Pap" "Pap" Zhuo Fei, who was lying on the roof, fired two shots with the 38 rifle in his hand, ignoring whether he hit the target or not, just threw the grenade next to him far into the street, and then jumped off the roof and ran quickly along the back wall. "Bang" "Bang" Zhuo Fei, who rushed through the rubble, paused for a moment, aimed at the gun flame on the roof and fired two more bullets, and saw that the opponent's light machine gun was dumbfounded, so he laughed and continued to run.

Zhuo Fei would stop from time to time to shoot a few shots, although he no longer knew where he was, but Zhuo Fei led the Japanese army who was chasing closely behind him to the nearest battlefield. There was no danger of rushing through an open field that made Zhuo Fei inexplicably frightened, and Zhuo Fei, who ran without knowing the direction, finally rushed into a half-collapsed house, and only had time to distinguish that the iron pipe sticking out of the wall was actually the barrel of a gun, and Zhuo Fei, who had no time to dodge, had already tripped over by the debris on the ground in the house.

"Pap" "Pap" "Pap" There were continuous gunshots in the broken house, and Zhuo Fei, who didn't have time to get up after tripping, kept rolling on the ground and changed his body, but he was still hit by bullets continuously. "When" and "When" made two crisp sounds, Zhuo Fei only felt as if his head was hit with a hammer, and he only felt a blackness in front of him, and his chest was stuffy and out of breath At the same time, Zhuo Fei had already fallen backwards and fainted.