In fact, Zhao Shixun also wanted to secretly let the villagers go, and then sneak attack to retaliate against the Japanese puppet army. After all, the number of Japanese puppet troops is several times that of their own side, and once they fight, it will be difficult for their side to take advantage.

However, in the face of the Japanese puppet army that was close at hand, Zhao Shixun thought twice, but he did not dare to easily order the evacuation of the villagers.

He knew very well that once the villagers were discovered by the enemy in the process of transferring, the situation in front of him would take a turn for the worse, and even evolve into a bloody pursuit of the defenseless people by the Japanese puppet army. At that time, not only will the surviving villagers suffer heavy casualties, but even their own people will be easily defeated by the Japanese because of the rat trap.

……

"Detachment leader, if you don't evacuate the villagers, you can only attack. But now we have less than 30 people and two machine guns, and we are afraid that we will suffer a big loss if we fight hard. ”

Seeing that Zhao Shixun was unwilling to take the risk of evacuating the villagers, the old ghost hesitated again and again and whispered his biggest concern.

However, perhaps because he was afraid that Zhao Shixun would misunderstand himself, he then hurriedly added:

"Don't get me wrong, captain, I'm really not afraid of little devils. The main reason is that our capital is too small now, and once we can't take down the Japanese puppet army on the opposite side, I'm afraid there will be no second chance. ”

Hearing this, Zhao Shixun nodded lightly, indicating that he understood what the other party meant.

"Alas...... in fact, those two dogs are not a big deal, and they can be beaten away with a single round of charging by gritting their teeth.

The main thing is that there are more than 30 devils and those three machine guns in the opposite yard, which is really hard to gnaw. ”

Squatting on the ground with a serious expression, the old ghost said lightly while trying his best to scavenge ammunition from the corpses of Japanese soldiers on the ground. Although he said that he had concerns, the old ghost had already begun to prepare for a strong attack.

Hearing this, the old ghost who was rummaging for the corpses of Japanese soldiers on the ground was silent for a while, Zhao Shixun suddenly remembered something, turned around and buttoned his coat and walked to the barn not far away.

Pushing open the false door, more than a dozen figures of men who were tied up appeared in front of him.

Seeing a devil officer approaching the house again, the villagers instinctively retreated, their faces full of horror.

Although they had heard the fighting in the courtyard before, the country men did not know what was going on because they were tied together.

Without a word of nonsense, Zhao Shixun asked directly:

"Are all the living people in your village in this courtyard?"

……

Suddenly hearing a "ghost officer and soldier" speaking Chinese, these villagers were also stunned.

However, it may be that they were frightened, although the villagers understood Zhao Shixun's words, no one dared to answer.

Seeing this, Zhao Shixun had to take out his Eighth Route Army hat again and put it on his head.

"Don't be afraid, folks, I am the Eighth Route Army in the mountains, and I am here to save you."

While speaking, Zhao Shixun signaled everyone not to be afraid, then pulled out the dagger at his waist, leaned over and cut the ropes behind the villagers one by one.

After doing this, Zhao Shixun directly pulled up a man with an eager face, pointed to the door and said:

"You go to the main room, cut the ropes between the woman and the child with the bayonet in the house, and then let everyone lie on the ground and wait, don't leave the house, let alone make a sound, understand?"

“…… Well! ”

When the young man heard this, he hurriedly rushed out without looking back. Apparently, his woman and children were locked up in the main room.

Seeing that the young man was really let out, the remaining villagers were convinced that they were really saved.

"Comrade Eight Roads, really...... I didn't expect you to come back...... ”

An old man looked at Zhao Shixun, who was dressed as a Japanese soldier in front of him, and said with an incredible expression. And a young man in his twenties beside him said happily while helping the old man up:

"Dad, I'll just say that Balu won't leave us alone, you still don't believe ......."

"Nonsense...... When did Lao Tzu say that he didn't believe it! ”

……

Just when the old man was about to get angry, Zhao Shixun suddenly coughed heavily, and then looked at the villagers in front of him and said seriously:

"Folks, it won't be long before we attack the Japanese puppet army defending outside, so I hope you don't leave this barn for a while, no matter what you hear or see. In addition, after the gunshots are fired, everyone must lie on the ground and do not move, let alone try to escape.

Remember, no matter what, you have to wait until the gunfire stops before you go out, got it? ”

Hearing this, these simple men nodded one after another, and at the same time showed a look of horror at the battle that was about to break out. Not only that, but some people even squatted on the ground on the spot, as if the big battle would happen in the next moment.

However, even though they knew that this place was about to become a battlefield, three villagers still stepped forward.

"Comrade Eighth Road, give us a gun, we will also participate in the Eighth Road Fight against Devils and avenge our family!"

Wen Yan glanced at the three men who walked out of the crowd, and Zhao Shixun's eyes flickered.

"You think clearly, people will die in war, and there is no chance to regret it when you go to the battlefield."

Hearing Zhao Shixun's blunt warning, the three men were silent for a moment, and then raised their heads stubbornly again, stared at Zhao Shixun with red eyes and nodded.

Seeing this, Zhao Shixun knew that he couldn't persuade the three men at this moment. And if he refuses them, these people will definitely not stay here in peace.

"Good...... Balls! The three of you are waiting here, and I'll come when I go. ”

After the words were closed, Zhao Shixun left the barn, returned to the big house and took the weapons on the ground.

And when he returned to the barn, he found that there was a small figure at the door.

Seeing Zhao Shixun coming in with several rifles, a half-sized man suddenly took the initiative to step forward and said familiarly:

"Eighth Road Chief, my name is Hu Tian, can you give me a gun, I can help you fight devils."

Hearing this, Zhao Shixun looked curiously at the big boy named Hu Tian in front of him.

"Would you use this?"

"What will he do, Chief of the Eighth Road, don't listen to a little kid's nonsense. The three of us are all hunters in this village, and we have absolutely no problem using this thing. ”

Before Zhao Shixun could speak, a man had already pushed half of the boy away and looked at the rifle in Zhao Shixun's hand eagerly.

Hearing this, Zhao Shixun first picked up two Hanyang-made sticks and handed them to two people respectively. Then, he picked up a 38 big cover and handed it to another man.

Seeing that the eight roads in front of them really gave them steel guns, the three mountain men were all excited, and they couldn't put it down and stroked the guy in their hands.

After dividing the weapons, Zhao Shixun took off two bullet belts and a bullet box from his body and handed them to the three of them.

"Each of you now has thirty rounds of ammunition, five of which have been placed in the chamber.

Remember, when shooting, you must see the target clearly, and never hit your own people, understand? ”

"Sir, don't worry...... We will never shoot at the eighth master. ”

……

Seeing that the weapons were distributed, Zhao Shixun immediately planned to take people away. However, at this moment, the half-sized boy who was left aside just now was unprepared, and suddenly an arrow stepped up, and the splitter snatched a Hanyang-made from a man.

"He who asks...... You kid hurry up and change the gun to me! It's my gun! ”

Before he could see what was going on, he lost his weapon, and the man who was robbed of the gun immediately changed his face and yelled to grab the gun.

"Humph! Master, what I grabbed is mine, don't come here! ”

In the chaos, I saw that half of the boy suddenly broke off, and then skillfully pulled the bolt and loaded it, and opened the firing safety to aim at the comer.

For a moment, the people in the barn held their breath and looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief.

And the man who was robbed of his rifle looked at the muzzle of the black hole in front of him at this time, and cold sweat was pouring down his face.

"Hu ...... Hu Tian, you little rabbit cub, what are you going to do?!

Eighth Road Chief, look at this outland boy snatching my gun. ”

……

Seeing that the weapons assigned to him would not come back, the villagers immediately turned their heads to look at Zhao Shixun, who was standing still, with a pleading gaze.

At the same time, the eyes of the villagers also turned to the Eighth Road Chief, who had been silent, to see how he would solve the matter.

And when the villagers were looking at Zhao Shixun, he was actually curiously observing the half-grown son in front of him. Through the opponent's skillful bolt loading action just now, combined with this kid's sophisticated posture at this time, Zhao Shixun saw at a glance that the other party was by no means a novice who played with guns.

"Huh...... Interesting. ”

……

Muttering a word, Zhao Shixun slowly walked towards the other party, with a hint of murderous aura in his eyes.

Seeing Zhao Shixun suddenly walking towards the half-grown boy without saying a word, there was a heavy coughing sound in the crowd. The next moment, an old man in tattered clothes suddenly limped out of the crowd and took the first step in front of the half-grown son.

The splitter dodged the rifle in the opponent's hand, and the old man silently closed the fire insurance made by Hanyang.

"Little Bunny...... Get out of the way. ”

With a low scolding, the lame old man smiled and handed the rifle to Zhao Shixun in front of him.

"Comrade Eighth Road, this gun is back to you. My grandson doesn't know the rules, and I ask the chief not to be like him. ”

Hearing this, he subconsciously took the rifle handed over by the other party, and Zhao Shixun's gaze stayed on the calluses on the old man's hands for a moment.

"Grandma, there are two bandits here, one old and one young."

Thinking of this, Zhao Shixun threw Hanyangzao to the man behind him, and then looked at the half-grown man in front of him curiously.

To be continued, thank you for your support, please recommend and collect!