Chapter 5: The Naked Child (Thirteen Middle School)

Preparing to pick up cheap puppet soldiers. Suddenly, I saw several dark shadows rushing towards me from under the ground. Stunned. Instinctively slow down the pace. Right now. Violent explosions rang out again. Not shells. It was a deceit that the guerrillas had planted in front of their positions. It's been blown up a lot by the devil's shells. But there were still a few lucky ones who escaped the aftermath of the shells. gave the puppet soldiers in the front row a full house.

"Boom."" Boom."" Boom." One after another, corpses flew up from the middle of the puppet army. One after another, there were puppet soldiers covering their wounds. Screaming and lying on the ground. Rolling back and forth in a pool of blood. The rest of the puppet army was immediately blown up. I don't know if I should continue to rush forward at the risk of stepping on a treacherous mine. Or immediately follow Lieutenant Sakai's instructions in advance. Lie down on the spot. Wait for a new round of artillery and machine-gun support. In the moment when they were stunned. Zhang Songling has already returned with the guerrillas. The grenadier in hand was quickly replaced with a box gun. Open the bow left and right. Beat the three puppet soldiers who stood in front of him into a rolling gourd.

"Uh. Bang. Phew." The partisans pointed their guns at the puppet army, which was less than ten meters away from them. Pull the trigger decisively. this distance. Anyone can do it. The puppet soldiers in shock instantly sobered up. A terrible scream came out of his mouth. Then drop the riding gun. Reach out and cover the bleeding wound.

"Whew." Blood is like a spring. Ejected from two bullet holes in the front and back of the body. Thirty-eight bullets with powerful penetration. The puppet army who was shot immediately turned into abacus beads. The front and back are translucent. It's just this kind of penetrating wound. It will not immediately take the life of the person who was shot. Let him cover the holes in his body with his hands. Wail in fear and despair." Yes.. Yes.. Ahh

"Ahhh Suddenly, three short figures jumped out. is a Japanese instructor in the garrison brigade. They are not willing to be treated as cannon fodder only by the puppet army they have worked so hard to train for many years. He actually took the initiative to join the attacking team. Everyone carries a saber in their hands. The blade shone with a dazzling cold light.

Zhang Songling quickly turned the muzzle. Aim for one of the devil instructors." Ping-pong, ping-pong, ping-pong." Three bursts of fire. Beat this devil instructor into a rolling gourd. The figure of the other two devil instructors was quickly blocked by the other guerrillas. As a result, the box cannon in Zhang Songling's hand could not be aimed at them. It was at this time. The little devil instructor raised his knife high. Slash at the guerrilla fighters on their respective opposite sides.

Close combat. The disadvantages of single-shot rifles were immediately exposed. The fighters just hit the puppet army with bullets. There was simply no time to pull the bolt. Critical moment. You can only put the 38 big cover in front of you. Stop the saber of the devil instructor. The sharp blade is in contact with the rifle. A screeching grinding sound is made. The saber slashed into the body of the gun more than half an inch. Stuck by the steel barrel of the three-eight gun. The little devil slammed the hilt of his knife back. The upper body leans back quickly. Left foot support. Kick up hard with your right foot. Fiercely gave the guerrilla fighters a note of flirting with their legs.

A fighter dodges sideways. Kicked in the hip by a little devil. Pulling the rifle in both hands, he staggered back. The little devil instructor is short in stature. The whole person was pulled up from the ground. Hanging on a rifle with a saber with teeth and claws.

The other fighter was caught off guard. Kicked in the face by the little devil. Snorted. Painfully let go of the rifle. The devil instructor who got his hands on it immediately broke the blade stuck in the barrel of the gun into two parts. The first half smashed into the back of the guerrilla fighter with the barrel of the gun. The lower half of the blade stabbed directly into the guerrilla fighter's body, which was bending forward in pain. The blade stabbed half a foot deep along the collarbone and then quickly pulled out. Blood spurted out at once. Squirted the little devil instructor all over the face.

"Kill it for..."The devil instructor didn't wipe the blood on his face at all. Turn back. Beckoned the puppet soldiers to follow him and continue to rush forward.

Because of the overwhelming dominance of the number of people. Most of the puppet soldiers were not shot. However, their souls were so frightened that they didn't know where they were going. Hear the greeting of the devil instructor. Habitually rushed forward two steps. But the rifle in your hand or the trigger is pulled and you forget to pull the bolt to reload. Or simply forgot to pull the trigger . It looks like there are a lot of people. But it can't provide any effective support to the devil instructor at all.

"Kill it—" The devil instructor shouted again. Raise a half-saber and slash down to the next fighter." Kill the fart." Little Batu grabbed up from the side with a three-eight big gayer. It's a rifle butt at the head of the devil instructor." Bang." The dull voice made all the puppet soldiers shudder slightly. The devil instructor was smashed to the point that Venus was flying in front of him. Frozen in place. Wobbling like a drunk.

"Bang." Little Batu raised his rifle aloft. It's the butt of the first gun again. The devil instructor's head was smashed inward. Screamed. Fell limp to his knees in a pool of blood from the guerrilla fighter he had killed.

"Let's go together. Let's go together..."Another devil instructor who was hung on a rifle yelled in a hurry. Release the handle of the knife in your hand. Backwards and backwards trying to join up with the team of puppet armies rushing up. Little Leon lunged forward with an arrow. It was too late to put on the bayonet rifle and stab the man in the chest. The barrel of the Russian-made water bead, which is known for its clumsiness, comes into contact with the chest of the devil. Separated by a layer of summer dress. Broke two of the man's ribs. Push this person backwards and crash into the puppet army. Open your mouth and vomit blood.

"Kill." The other partisans also followed quickly. Upside down is too late to pull the bolt of the three-eight big cover. Engage in hand-to-hand combat with the puppet army close to the edge of the trench." Bang."" Bang."" Bang." The sound of the butt of the gun touching the door of the head is endless. In the middle is also mixed with the screams of the people who have been stabbed by the barrel of the gun. The wails of those who have been knocked to the ground. It sounds creepy.

"Don't use the butt. Change Mongolian knives. Immediately Mongolian knives." Zhang Songling raised the box cannon. Open the bow left and right. Knock out the two puppet soldiers closest to you. Then a loud reminder.

Because it has been influenced by the tradition of the steppe people. Most of the partisans. It is customary to wear a short Mongolian knife around your waist. It is used to remove the tendons from the bones during a vegetarian meal. At this moment, it is just pulled out to deal with the puppet army.

"Ahh A puppet army squad leader was stabbed in the stomach with a Mongolian knife by Little Batu. Bend over. Screaming and retreating. The other two puppet soldiers were killed in a hurry. Rushing over with a riding gun upside down to avenge the squad leader. Since he was a child, he has been fighting in the orphan pile to the big one, and the most frightening thing for little Batu is the scuffle. Left knife. Right knife. stabbed the two puppet soldiers in a hurry. I'm depressed. The two puppet soldiers suddenly felt a chill in their hearts. Looked back in amazement. I happened to see two guerrillas sneering and pulling out bloody Mongolian knives.

"You ......" the strength of the two puppet soldiers. Also with the blade being withdrawn. Drop the riding gun. Stare at the guerrilla fighters who stabbed themselves in the back. The face is full of unwillingness. There were many more of them than the partisans. The back direction should have had a lot of accomplices just that. However. Their accomplices lasted less than two minutes. He was beaten by the guerrillas and ran away. I didn't even say hello. Just give their hearts directly to others.

"Boom." Two more deceitful mines were stepped on by the panicked puppet army. Splashing a rain of flesh and blood. The rest of the puppet army saw this. The escape was even more embarrassing. In a panic. Someone accidentally tripped over a corpse. A fall and a fall. Immediately, dozens of pairs of big feet stepped on this man. There was no hesitation and no stay.

"Kill." The guerrillas hated the puppet army for working for the little devils. Pick up rifles, riding guns from the ground. Chase the back of the puppet army and fire. Zhang Songling quickly grabbed the two guerrillas who chased the farthest. At the same time, he opened his throat and reminded loudly. Don't fall in love. Hurry down the trenches. Watch out for the devil's heavy machine gun. Heavy machine guns."

"Down the trenches. Under the trenches." Little Leon, Little Sun, Huang Da Scar and other experienced veterans. Also tear open your throat to remind. Pull up the nearest partisans around them. Jumping into the trenches one after another. They didn't wait for their figures to disappear from the surface. The devil's light and heavy machine guns have been fired at the same time." Da da da. Da Da Da ...... "" Tutu Tu Tu. Dodo. Sudden ..... of bullets swept across half of the battlefield. Knocked over a dozen puppet soldiers who had no time to dodge and two guerrillas who had just jumped off half of their bodies at the same time. The whole body is dyed red.

"Retreat. Retreat. Into the traffic ditch. into the traffic ditch." Zhang Songling's eyes were almost bloodshot. Put away the box cannon. The left hand picks up the grenadier from the trench. The other hand grabbed the little Batu, who had been stimulated by the sacrifice of his comrades. Take the lead and quickly retreat.

"Watch out for the devil's artillery. Watch out for the devil's artillery." In the second trench. All the remaining partisans shouted in unison. Send a timely reminder to the robe in front. Hear a familiar shout. The guerrillas around Zhang Songling quickly regained their composure. Pick up the rifle. Bend over. Stepping on the blood of his companions and hiding in a traffic ditch.

They quickly retreated along the traffic ditch. Everyone is as agile as a leopard. Hatred is buried in the heart. Anger burns in the eyes. But they must leave behind useful bodies. Avenge your companions who have traveled far away. Companions who had turned into Heroic Spirits were watching them in the night sky. Watch how they teach the little devils and the puppet army. They can't live up to the expectations of their peers.

"Boom."" Boom."" Boom." High-explosive shells fired from the 92nd infantry guns followed. Blanket the empty front-row trenches in a storm of steel. Someone else was hit by the flying shrapnel. Staggered to the ground. Zhang Songling didn't look back. With the rest of the first group, the partisans continued to retreat quickly. At the interface of the next trench with the traffic ditch. Zhao Tianlong silently greeted the second group. Let's go through the figure of the first group first. Then silently rushed forward to a trench.

Near the first trench. This round of indiscriminate bombardment of the little devils is coming to an end. The partisans had to make up for it in time as soon as the artillery stopped. Give a head-on blow to the puppet army or devils who rush up under the cover of artillery fire.