Drove away Niu Lao and them, and Zhuo Fei, who was hiding on the corner of the street, waited for the Japanese army to appear, and at the same time opened the light curtain to check how much ammunition was left in his carry-on baggage. There are at least 400 rounds of Mauser rifle ammunition, no less than 300 rounds of Mauser pistol ammunition, and the number of Japanese-style grenades is not much, there are only a dozen left, but there are a lot of bombs left by Zhuo Fei with explosives, counting the Molotov cocktails that Zhuo Fei stored in his baggage, these ammunition are enough to support Zhuo Fei and the Japanese army in another medium-intensity battle.

After taking stock of all the ammunition he could use in battle, Zhuo Fei slowly pressed some scattered bullets into the spare magazine of the pistol, looked at the surrounding situation, and walked around the street before the guard post on the roof did not send a signal. There was only a guard post left on the roof, and his task was only to send a warning signal to Zhuo Fei when he discovered the appearance of the Japanese army, and what happened after that had nothing to do with him.

After waiting for a while, Zhuo Fei, who was squatting on the street corner, heard a sudden cooing sound from the roof, and after Zhuo Fei heard this, his spirits were lifted, and the Japanese army came. Not long after the shout reached Zhuo Fei's ears, a soldier of the national army under Gao Chunbao jumped from the earthen wall behind Zhuo Fei. "Here, here, the little devil has come out of the alley over there, and there are quite a few of them." The soldiers of the national army who jumped off the roof gasped for breath, told Zhuo Fei what they had seen, and then chased Gao Chunbao and them down the street non-stop.

Zhuo Fei was the only one left, but he didn't make any moves immediately, but took out a crumpled cigarette from the cigarette case in his pocket and put it in his mouth, leaned his back against the wall and lit the cigarette, Zhuo Fei smoked very leisurely. The detonator was next to Zhuo Fei, and the end of the wire had been connected to the detonator's stake, as long as Zhuo Fei was willing, he could press the handle of the detonator at any time to detonate those oil bombs that had been arranged earlier.

The Japanese army moved forward this time obviously much more cautiously, from the time the guard post found the Japanese forward soldiers, to now it has passed a cigarette, and Zhuo Fei, who was hiding on the street corner, has not seen the Japanese forward soldiers appear in his sight. Throwing away the cigarette butt in his hand, Zhuo Fei, who was quite surprised, got up and stood up, and while pulling the belt of the Mauser rifle in his hand, he threw the shell gun hanging on the three-point gun belt from behind him. With the rifle on his back, Zhuo Fei stood sideways against the wall, and the slow forward movement of the Japanese army had already made Zhuo Fei's heart feel a little strange and vigilant.

Judging from Zhuo Fei's several battles with the Japanese army, the Japanese army will never be so unbearable, and besides, he destroyed their armored vehicles and tanks before, and the Japanese army who refused to suffer must hate to skin themselves alive, how could they be so slow to show up like now. Holding the shell gun on the belt in his hand, Zhuo Fei put the muzzle of the gun under his nose and took two deep breaths. Smelling the smell of burning gunpowder in the barrel, a faint sneer appeared on Zhuo Fei's face, no matter what the idea of this group of Japanese soldiers is, as long as they have a gun in hand, they are not afraid of anything.

Holding a barge gun with a folding butt in his hand, Zhuo Fei, who was standing against the wall, almost held his breath, and his eyes were slightly closed. After waiting for a while, Zhuo Fei suddenly opened his eyes, suddenly dodged out of the corner of the wall, and pulled the trigger directly on the roof opposite the corner. A "pop" of gunshots, the street entrance here is empty, so that the gunshots not only spread far, but also particularly loud. After the gunshot, Zhuo Fei heard the sound of Sosolala coming from the roof opposite the corner, although it was very subtle, but it was also a very obvious thing to himself.

Zhuo Fei's gunshot came too suddenly, so that the Japanese soldiers who touched it from the roof did not have much preparation at all, and the spirit of these Japanese soldiers on the roof was already highly nervous, and the sound of this gunfire made their hearts even tighter. But fortunately, most of the experienced veterans in this group of Japanese soldiers slowly straightened up and continued to lean in the direction where Zhuo Fei was, and now shooting at this time is the same as shooting a blind man, because they can't see Zhuo Fei's exact location at all.

Of course, Zhuo Fei would not honestly stay where he was to be a target for the Japanese army, and after firing this shot, Zhuo Fei slowly retreated with a gun in one hand and a detonator in the other. Stepping back a few meters, Zhuo Fei suddenly stopped his steps, the wires connected to the detonator were not long enough. Zhuo Fei had already understood the thoughts of the Japanese army at this time, and Zhuo Fei, who had no way to retreat, simply put the gun on his left arm. Looking at the swaying figure on the roof, Zhuo Fei, who was unusually calm and calm at the moment, directly pulled the trigger, "pop" and "pop" two shots rang out in succession, Zhuo Fei, who was holding the gun flat, shifted the muzzle, and then turned the muzzle to another target.

The forward soldiers of the Japanese army have already touched the roof, and Zhuo Fei, who knows the danger, is not ready to leave now, and if the fuel bomb is to be detonated, it will at least wait for more Japanese troops to enter the affected range, Zhuo Fei does not want his hard work to be simply wasted. Shot down the Japanese soldiers who came out of the roof one after another, Zhuo Fei, who had been raising his vigilance in his heart, suddenly fell to the ground with a low body, and as soon as Zhuo Fei lay down, he could hear a dense machine-gun fire.

The Japanese army also moved the light machine gun to the roof, but fortunately, Zhuo Fei's reaction was not slow, and most of the barrage that flew by Zhuo Fei's back hit the cement wall at the corner of the street, and the debris was splashed everywhere. "I can't wait any longer, I'm afraid I can't wait." Zhuo Fei, who was unable to resist the fire of the Japanese machine guns, couldn't help but secretly complain, and then grabbed the detonator and pressed the handle of the detonator hard.

Before the Japanese troops in the street could react, more than a dozen fireballs rose from both sides of the street. Unlike most of the explosions experienced by the Japanese army, the fireballs that exploded on both sides of the street did not dissipate with the explosion, but splashed through the street like blooming flowers. "No, it's an incendiary bomb." Dirt, skin, metal, whatever the sparks splash on, will ignite the fire, and it will not be extinguished.

The Japanese soldiers who were engulfed in the smoke and flames were in a mess, they had just experienced the same thing once, and they didn't expect that the same thing would happen to them again just across the alley. Zhuo Fei on the corner could clearly hear the screams of the continuous screams, and when the Japanese machine gunners on the roof were panicking, Zhuo Fei had already moved his steps quickly and retreated along the wall.

Not far from retreating, before Zhuo Fei could turn around and prepare to run quickly, a dozen Japanese soldiers jumped down from the roof of the street corner like dumplings. Zhuo Fei, who was retreating against the wall, and the dozen or so Japanese soldiers had no way to block it, and Zhuo Fei had no choice but to climb into the house facing the street through a wide open window.

Zhuo Fei suddenly disappeared, and more than a dozen Japanese soldiers who jumped from the roof forced over with guns, Zhuo Fei, who was hiding in the house, listened carefully to the movement outside the window, and waited for the sound outside the window to get close, so he stretched out the gun and snapped a few shots. After these shots, Zhuo Fei took off a grenade and threw it at the back wall of the house, "boom" at the same time that the Japanese soldiers outside the house were shot and lay down on the spot, there was a roar in the room, and a large puff of smoke poured out of the window, and Zhuo Fei had already taken the opportunity to escape from the collapsed back wall.

The deterrence of these shots fired by Zhuo Fei was really too great for the Japanese soldiers outside, they were so far away, and the speed of the shots was so fast, looking at the five companions lying on the ground, these Japanese soldiers were really a little speechless. Three of the five people who were shot were already out of breath, and the other two Japanese soldiers who were shot were not yet out of breath, but they didn't look any better.

One of the two Japanese soldiers was knocked down in the thigh by a bullet fired by Zhuo Fei, and the entire thigh had completely flown away, and it looked like he was not far from death. No one thought that the bullet shot by Zhuo Feishe would be so powerful, as for the other Japanese soldier who had a hole in his stomach by the bullet, the bullet hole looked like it could be stretched into a child's fist, and the bloody hula cha made people feel very disgusting at the same time, and it made people feel creepy in their hearts.

Listening to the sound of the two of them wailing and their helpless eyes, the dozen or so Japanese soldiers present all turned their heads and did not dare to look at the two. At this time, these dozen Japanese soldiers were already very frightened by the gunner who was being chased by them, and they hadn't taken care of it yet. Directly lost five companions, isn't this too fast, you must know that more than a dozen of them haven't even gotten off each other's hair?

Zhuo Fei rushed out of the collapsed back wall inside, but he didn't run farther, but stood against the back wall, holding a Japanese-style grenade in his hand. Zhuo Fei, who listened to the movements of the Japanese soldiers on the other side of the house, and did not find that any Japanese soldiers rushed into the house, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then returned to the inner room of the house through the big hole in the back wall, opened the safety bolt of the grenade, and threw the smoke-emitting grenade out of the window with a wave of his hand.

A cloud of fireworks rose outside the window, and several Japanese soldiers who were caught off guard howled and were knocked out by the air waves, Zhuo Fei once again stretched out the muzzle of the gun and fired indiscriminately at the Japanese soldiers outside the window. As the shrapnel from the explosion and the bullets fired at the burst intertwined into a chain of death, few of the dozen or so Japanese soldiers shrouded in the chains could continue to breathe after just a few seconds of craters and bullet strikes.