After there are pursuers, before there is a great river. Yang Mingzhi is very worried about the rest of the people, he no longer has any illusions about using what he is facing now as a filming site for anti-Japanese dramas. The enemy is the Japanese devils, and they are very elite Kwantung Army. Their own compatriots are fighting with them and are suffering heavy losses!

Yang Mingzhi looked at the remaining three. "Comrades, you push the raft into the river, and I'll go and see the situation."

"Brother! Are you really going? Star fruit asked reluctantly.

"I'm just going to check it out. What do you want me to say, star fruit girl, you are the weakest, lying on the raft for a while. Yang Mingzhi picked up the steel gun, but he had to be prepared for the worst. He was just about to leave, turned his head and looked at everyone again: "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 make sure about his own personnel, and it was best to persuade a few of them to take refuge with the Soviets.

The gunfire was getting louder and louder, and he knew it wasn't a drill. In the past, although he was only a soldier for two years, he became a reserve after retiring. He still learned a lot of tactical skills, and the 38 bars in his hand can also be used improvised.

Yang Mingzhi hunched over the stalker, getting closer and closer to the battlefield.

At this moment, the old squad leader is organizing the last people to resist, many people have died in battle, and Yang Mingzhi also saw the old guy who was shooting with a shell gun.

Without saying a word, Yang Mingzhi half-knelt and raised his gun to aim. I feel like I'm a dirt road. He knew in his heart that this was no joke, and there were bouncing bullets around him that stirred up dust.

Even though he was wearing glasses, he still had no problem shooting with a gun. Now it is the War of Resistance, and killing devils is the unshirkable responsibility of every Chinese, so Yang Mingzhi has no sense of guilt, and even in his opinion, what he has experienced during this period of time is a dream.

With a bang, he pulled the trigger, and the huge recoil worked on his shoulder.

"Hell, this recoil is really strong, is it like this?"

Yang Mingzhi aimed at a machine gunner at a distance of about four hundred meters. The guy lying on the ground already looked very small, and as luck would have it, the bullet hit the enemy in the head. That man's Taisho 11 did not continue to breathe tongues of fire.

The old squad leader staggered back, and he was surprised to see Yang Mingzhi. I thought to myself, hasn't this kid already swam across the Heilongjiang River? We're still here.

"Old squad leader, you quickly retreat, let's cross the river quickly!" Yang Mingzhi shouted, and the rest of the people had no choice.

The old squad leader was also pulling a wounded soldier, and he saw that Yang Mingzhi was still shooting. This man's marksmanship is very accurate, he has never demonstrated it before.

With five bullets in one rifle, Yang Mingzhi did indeed hit with a gun. His lethal marksmanship also really attracted enemy fire, and the enemy's light and heavy machine guns fired at him.

"Bastard! Death, death, death! He cursed and crawled on the ground, which was really no joke, and just a foot in front of him, enemy bullets shot into the dirt, and 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 immediately, and one person was injured in the leg.

"Hurry up, you guys go quickly." The soldier fell unconscious when he said this.

The old squad leader's calf was pierced by a bullet from the 38 big cover, and he staggered back holding his injured leg.

Seeing this, Yang Mingzhi directly threw away the burning stick that had run out of bullets, and ran away with the old squad leader.

"Bastard, haven't you already run away? That girl can't fall into the hands of devils, why are you still here, you're really crazy. ”

"No way, you're crazy. If we have a unified opinion, we have already reached the other side of the river! ”

The old squad leader shook his head regretfully, "You put me down, I'm already injured, it's too late for you to run alone now." ”

"Phew!" Yang Mingzhi was physically stronger, he simply carried the old guy on his back, because he was lucky enough, and the two of them were unharmed during the escape.

Yang Mingzhi ran desperately and finally reached the shore, only to see that the three people were still waiting.

"Why are you still stunned! Push the raft into the river! Fast! ”

Guan Dalong and Chen Sheng didn't dare to slack off when they saw this, the raft was pushed down, and the star fruit was also ordered to lie down.

The old squad leader no longer cares about his leg injury, he also wants to live very much, and now there are the last five people left in the entire team, and there are hundreds of devil chasers behind him.

Even in August, the water temperature in Heilongjiang is still very low, and everyone jumps into the river one by one.

"Push hard, everybody! We need to get away as soon as possible! ”

With everyone's efforts, the raft drifted farther and farther, and at the same time, the devil's pursuers also arrived at the river. Their light and heavy firepower opened fire on the raft, and suddenly the water around the raft was full of splashes.

Suddenly, a bullet hit the old squad leader's back, and Yang Mingzhi saw this person vomit blood with his own eyes.

"You guys go quickly, I can't do it, you take care." This was the last words of the old squad leader, and his body sank in Heilongjiang.

"Squad leader! No! You don't want to die! "The star fruit on the raft was crying heartbreakingly.

Everyone was still in danger, a few bullets hit the raft, and a few logs shattered. The girl star fruit was startled, she was really in danger of being shot just now.

It was at this time that the devil actually used a grenadier canister. This weapon is used like a mortar by veterans, but most of these little devils are also recruits. The grenade exploded around the raft, and they made a bigger splash, as a result of which the raft was simply washed away.

Yang Mingzhi subconsciously hugged the girl star fruit, and the two continued to float while holding a log. "Work harder, if the little devils shoot us again after the Jiangxin little devil, the Soviets will fight back angrily."

This is also said to himself, Yang Mingzhi encouraged the girls around him not to give up, and he must continue to persevere. But those two people were not so lucky, Guan Dalong and Chen Sheng, who were killed and injured by the grenadiers, and after being injured, they had no strength to struggle again, so they sank to the bottom of the river.

The Soviet troops on the opposite side were ready, patting their binoculars and staring at the two men holding the logs. They had indeed passed through the center of the river, and when they got to this side of the waters, they were the territory of the Soviet Union, but the little devils were still shooting desperately.

"Warriors do a good job, by the way, listen to me! Don't hurt people on the river, shoot at the other side of the river! ”

Suddenly, there was a burst of gunfire on the Soviet side. Pugachev instructed the fighters to use heavy machine guns, and the Japanese on the opposite bank suffered casualties under heavy firepower.

Although the Soviet Union and Japan signed a treaty, there is still friction around Heilongjiang. Sometimes it's the Soviet Union, sometimes it's Japan. Especially the main battle faction on the devil's side, they believe that spiritual power can defeat the torrent of steel, and these people believe that the defeat of Zhang Gufeng and Nuomenkan is just a cowardice on the part of the soldiers at a critical moment. They really wanted to fight another war with the Soviet Union, so the Japanese troops on this side did not hesitate to fight back.

Su and Japan shot at each other, so the pressure on Yang Mingzhi's side suddenly decreased a lot.

"Star fruit girl, don't think about it too much, now hold on to the raft and don't let go."

"Yes! Brother, I listen to you. ”

The two paddled hard, and the other shore was really getting closer and closer. It is also because of this that the devil saw that there was no point in pursuing, and besides, his own side had already suffered casualties, so he simply unilaterally became angry.

Seeing this, the Soviets stopped firing, and the platoon turned to the place where the raft was drifting.

Yang Mingzhi was really tired, and as soon as he came ashore, he lay on his back on the lakeside, and there was a girl star fruit lying together. After all, she is a little girl, she is the most tired, and she has not eaten well for a long time, her limited physical strength is exhausted, and now she has no strength to stand up.

"Carambola girl, we're safe now."

"Well, now we're on the other side of the river, aren't we?"

"Yes! We are the last survivors. Last. ”

Yang Mingzhi waited for the arrival of the Soviet army, and 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 was immortal. He slowly opened his eyes, only to see that there were old hairs in front of him.

"Zhidrast did not pick up Davarich." Yang Mingzhi subconsciously said a word in Russian and greeted the visitor.

He had never told his comrades that he knew 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 who crossed the river.

"Chinese, you speak Russian, you have been to the USSR?" The platoon commander asked.

Although it is difficult to say, Yang Mingzhi took out the well-preserved red flag from the pocket of the girl star fruit who had fallen asleep, and the sickle and hammer pattern in it was very eye-catching. Yang Mingzhi gasped and smiled: "Davarishi, we are our own people. “

The platoon commander received an order to bring the swimmers to the regimental headquarters safely, and for this purpose they also brought stretchers. Now because this man actually speaks Russian, this must have shocked the regiment commander.

The two were carried on stretchers, and the fighters pulled them away from the riverbank.

This was Yang Mingzhi's only choice, having traveled through time and space to such an era, in the Far East in August of 1940. He had no choice, so he simply took the last survivor of the Anti-Japanese Federation, this little sister named star fruit, to the Soviet Union. For the rest, Yang Mingzhi estimated that he had been swept into the wheel of history, even if he joined the Soviet Army, even if he was transferred to the Eastern Front to participate in World War II.

He knew perfectly well that he was greeted by the Soviet Far Eastern Front. As for who the commander-in-chief of the front army was, Yang Mingzhi really didn't remember, in short, it was not Zhukov.

The platoon commander saw that he was sober enough, so he said: "Our regiment commander is very interested in you Chinese, and you know Russian, so you save a lot of problems." If you want to say it now, you can say it yourself and the regimental commander later. ”

"Boogis, Davarich."

Yang Mingzhi slowly closed his eyes, his thoughts were spinning rapidly. Seeing the head of the regiment for a while is the moment for him to show his ambitions, since he is interested in himself, let him be interested, let himself be a Chinese who has traveled through time and space as his guest, and even live better, anyway, he has had enough of eating bran during this time!