Chapter 5: The Naked Child (16 I)

Chapter 5: The Naked Child (16a)

The sound of horses' hooves. Against the backdrop of the overwhelming sound of cannons. As delicate as a silkworm gnawing leaves. Zhang Songling and Zhao Tianlong galloped with their brothers. Get out of the battlefield as quickly as possible .

When the cannonade stopped. The little devil will launch the sixth attack of the night. This time. It is impossible for Kuniaki Kawada to use the puppet army as cannon fodder to save troops. And the guerrilla fighters behind the two were exhausted. No matter what the cost. It's impossible to knock off the little devil again.

"If tonight I choose to take advantage of the familiar terrain to get entangled repeatedly. It should also be able to achieve the effect of the sluggish devil. In that case. The guerrilla sacrifices probably wouldn't have been so great." When the number of people is counted for the last time. Zhang Songling's heart suddenly swelled with a little sadness. The losses of the partisans were too heavy . Even if they can keep the old camp and the industries and people around the old camp. At least within a year. It will be difficult to return to the state it was in yesterday's parade . And the surrounding "heroes" found that the guerrillas had broken their muscles and bones. Attitudes are definitely going to change dramatically again.

There are many things to summarize in this battle. However. Now is not the time to review the tactical gains and losses. The brethren are not completely out of danger. Zhang Songling no matter how sad she felt in her heart. You must first gather all your spirit and lead everyone away from the battlefield. Passing on the little spark left by the guerrillas. It is not easy for the old captain to accumulate this little bit of family money. The Jin-Cha-Ji border region can insist on laying a nail so far beyond the Great Wall. It's also not easy. As long as this nail remains for a day. Little Japan would not be able to declare that they had completed their assimilation of the Eastern Mongolian steppe. And Bai Yin and Bao Lige, the local princes who are accustomed to obeying the strong. Nor will it ever put all its bets on the doomed wrecked ship of little Japan.

"Keep up. Pay attention to the mount's stamina. Don't delay when it's time to rotate." Come to think of it. Zhang Songling gently tightened the reins of the big white horse. Go back and tell everyone.

It's almost a kilometer away from the position. The shelling of the little devils is not over. It was as if they were trying to completely flatten the place where the guerrillas had just been hiding with shells. In order to vent their anger and unwillingness.

"These crazy people." Zhang Songling frowned. Whispering and scolding. Suddenly. He felt his scalp tingle. There is a sense of tranquility that swells from the bottom of my heart to the roots." Bang. Bang. Phew." With the instinct formed by rolling on the brink of death many times. He quickly pulled out the box cannon. Hitting a position behind the side of the body is a sweep. Forthwith. I smacked my legs the horse's belly." Hasten. Don't look back. There are enemies nearby."

"Drive." The guerrillas couldn't see what was hidden in the location where Zhang Songling had shot. But habitually choose to trust. They all lay their bodies behind the horse's neck. At the same time, both legs kicked the stirrups hard. From noon to now, the war horse that has not even eaten the fine food in his mouth, although his physical strength has declined very much. But at a critical juncture. Still unwilling to live up to the trust of the master. Four hooves in the air. The wind generally rushes into the darkness in the distance.

"Chirp.. Chirp.. Chirp...""Chirp.. Chirp.. Chirp...""Chirp.. Chirp.. "Thirty-eight bullets dragged and screamed. Flew a few meters behind the partisans. Hit the ground with grass clippings. But it didn't hurt the players in the slightest. It's too fast. The speed of the horse when it sprints. Up to more than 30 meters per second. Hastily fired from a position of more than a hundred meters behind the side . Even Zhao Tianlong and Zhang Songling are two. There is also no guarantee that it will hit the target. Besides, this is outside the flare's range of work. Light by the moonlight and the stars overhead. The naked eye can only see the general outline of the target. There is simply no chance of precise aiming.

"Uh. Bang. Phew."" Bang. Bang. Phew."" Bang. Bang. Phew." Zhao Tianlong turned his head angrily. After breaking shoulder to shoulder with Zhang Songling. Two box cannons open their bows left and right. Take turns shooting at enemies hiding in the dark. The distance is so far. He's completely intuition and blindness. It is not clear at all the specific location of the enemy. I don't know what kind of ghost the other party is.

"Chirp.. Chirp.. Chirp...""Phew. Bang. Phew."" Chirp.. Chirp.. Chirp...""Phew. Bang. Phew." Box cannons and three-eight guns in the dark you come and go. The distance between each other quickly widens. Just five or six seconds later. Both sides are out of the exact range of their weapons.

Seeing that the opponent has no intention of catching up. Zhang Songling and Zhao Tianlong quietly breathed a sigh of relief. Stick the box cannon back into your waist. Follow your own team and leave. Left to the enemy in the grass. Only grass clippings and soot brought up by horses' hooves.

"Yagatne." In the grass about a hundred meters or so from where the guerrillas had just passed. Two devil machine gunners cursed as they spoke. While frantically pulling the trigger.

"Da-da-da-da. Da da da. ......"The bullet chased after the guerrillas, who were already on the verge of disappearing. How effective it is. But no one can see clearly." Yaga. What kind of hero is it to fight and run." The devil machine gunner cursed a few more words. He was about to chase the smoke and dust raised by the horse's hooves and continued to fire. Everybody's ass on. but he was kicked hard.

"Alright." Shirokawa Shirakawa, who was full of gloom, retracted his feet in leather boots from his subordinates' buttocks. Whisper a curse." What did you do earlier? I've run so far on all roads. before the machine gun was ready .. If the emperor ** people are like the two of you. I was driven back to my hometown by Tubalu."

"Hi Yi. The prefect is a lesson. We are not well trained. Please, sir." The two kicked devil machine gun shooters did not dare to quibble. Jump up from the side of the weapon. The waist is arched like cooked dried shrimp. The black light touched blindly for more than half an hour. It cost several people to drown. They saw the hope of completing the task. Who expected it to be at this moment. But Tubalu suddenly rode down from the position. Running straight from a position less than two hundred meters in front of them.

In a hurry. The devils simply didn't have time to organize their firepower properly. It's all a habit formed during regular training. Shoot indiscriminately to intercept. And at the moment they carry it with them. The two light machine guns that were intended to be used to block the guerrillas' retreat were empty. Didn't work at all.

If you change the last time of Kodama or Kuniaki Kawada. Definitely going to clean up the two machine gunners hard. At least. Gotta give them a couple of big slaps too. Let them have a long memory. However. Shirakawa Shiro's personal accomplishments are far from being comparable to those of the other two colleagues. He just shook his head and glanced at the two nervous machine gunners. He let them go with disdain.

"Forget it. The Chinese have an old saying. It's called Returning to the Teacher. They were already on horseback. There's no need to force them to fight hard." While motioning for the Heavy to walk away. Shirakawa Shiro continued to shake his head slightly. It's as if he's got an insight into the true minds of these guys." And they're at the end of the crossbow. Even if you run desperately. I can't get far. After all, cavalry is a branch of the army that is behind the times. No concentrate supplementation. I don't believe that a war horse can outrun a car."