The Nanbu Type 14 pistol is an improved version of the original Nanbu pistol, manufactured by the Nagoya Arsenal, listed as a standard weapon of the Japanese Army in 1925, and was equipped with Japanese army officers during World War II. This pistol uses a southern-style 8mm bullet, has a long aiming baseline, high accuracy, and is extremely damaging and almost as dammy bullets. But this kind of bullet penetration is very weak, with 5 layers of quilt can be blocked, in addition to the design structure of the gun, must be strictly maintained to ensure reliability, otherwise the second bullet is easy to appear after firing the phenomenon that the loading is not in place, resulting in a pause in shooting, need to be manually loaded, become a "manual pistol".

This gun was designed by Nanbu Kirjiro Osa, and its appearance almost imitates the German Ruger P08 pistol. However, the design is relatively unsuccessful, such as the firing pin is not hard enough and brittle, the firing is weak, easy to break, and even suicide is not guaranteed. The jamming is frequent, and due to the mistake in the design of the magazine jam, the magazine is easy to fall off and easy to misfire when shooting. As soon as the distance was fartilliant, the bullets flew indiscriminately, and the penetration was so poor that even the thicker wooden doors could not penetrate them.

Wang Youcai is holding such a pistol that is full of faults, but it is equipped with devils and puppet soldiers on a large scale.

If the shot he fired hit Hashimoto at such a short distance, this bold devil's head would definitely die here, and the power of the Southern Fourteen pistols at close range was equivalent to a dum bullet.

Taro Hashimoto didn't expect that this small squadron leader of the Imperial Alliance Army would dare to shoot at him, and he chuckled in his heart, thinking that he was dead.

But something unexpected happened, and the southern fourteenth pistol in Wang Youcai's hand was jammed. Although we all know that if this kind of pistol is not properly maintained, it is very easy to have a jamming accident after firing a bullet, but now, he has not even fired a shot, and he is actually jammed.

At this moment, Wang Youcai was stunned, he was still thinking about how to get out the bullet that stuck in the chamber, Taro Hashimoto over there would not give him another chance, he quickly got up from the ground and kicked him.

You must know that Wang Yafang is still lying in his arms at this time, if this murderous kick from the devil's head is kicked on a woman, she will definitely not be able to withstand it. Wang Youcai would definitely not let his beloved woman bear this kick, he didn't hesitate, hugged Wang Yafang and twisted his body, letting the devil's head kick him in the back.

"Flutter!"

Even after a heavy kick, he staggered two steps with the woman in his arms, but he still stood firm and did not fall, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth without warning.

Taro Hashimoto was very annoyed, the destruction of good things was unbearable, and he was pointed at gunpoint and shot, if it wasn't for the fate, the gun jammed, and he would have gone to see Asunasu.

So this kick he flew in, almost with all his might.

Although Wang Youcai is the leader of the puppet army squadron, he has only been wearing this military uniform for a month or two, and he is still a scholar with a crepe at all, how can Hashimoto's foot withstand it. He didn't fall down because he was still holding his lover in his arms, and the belief in his heart prompted him.

Wang Yafang's soul was about to come out, and when she saw a mouthful of blood vomiting out of his mouth, she cried even more, screaming in her mouth: "Third brother, are you okay?" Third Brother ......"

Taro Hashimoto did not kick Wang Youcai with one kick, and did not intend to continue to kick him, but picked up the command knife that had been placed on the table when he undressed earlier.

Wang Youcai didn't care about the colic pain in his internal organs, but he was thinking about the woman in his arms, and he didn't want the beauty on his lover's chest to be desecrated by outsiders. The military jacket on his body was taken off by him, covering Wang Yafang, who was already in full bloom.

Taro Hashimoto didn't care who was bad for his good deeds, and after pulling out his katana, he slashed at Wang Youcai's back with an oblique split.

Wang Yafang saw the action of the devil wearing a crotch cloth, but she was already frightened, and she actually forgot to remind her, but opened her mouth wide and screamed.

It wasn't until there was a sharp pain in his back that Wang Youcai realized that Hashimoto had already made up his mind and wanted to kill himself. He endured the pain, hugged Wang Yafang and walked a few steps, turned around, and said in Japanese: "Hashimoto-kun, why are you doing this?" She's my wife. ”

On the one hand, Hashimoto Taro was annoyed that Wang Youcai had ruined his good deeds, and on the other hand, he held a grudge that he had just almost died at his hands, as for the questioning, he was not half ashamed, and scolded: "Your conscience is very bad, dare to shoot the imperial army, and let you die a few times." ”

After Wang Youcai heard this, he stopped talking, he knew that the devil in front of him would definitely not let go of his husband and wife, rather than die in his hands like this, it was better to fight to break the net.

He quickly pulled the bolt, trying to refute the bullet stuck in the chamber, but after pulling it several times, the jammed bullet still did not eject, and he was so anxious that he was full of man.

What's worse is that there was a sudden gunshot outside the hospital, and he heard it clearly, it was the sound of the 38 big cover, what else could this mean, the brothers he brought with him must have been subdued by others.

Wang Youcai regretted it extremely at the moment, if he sent someone to pull his troops on the way back, why would there be something that people would trample underfoot.

He often follows Zhang Jingui these days, and he has been familiar with this "big brother", basically he doesn't buy much of the devil's account, and he has also developed his thinking that he is not afraid of the devil. He completely forgot how Long Wangba was under Ogasawara before, he didn't understand at all, if it wasn't for Zhang Changde, would Zhang Jingui dare to be so arrogant?

Sure enough, a few brothers brought by himself were beaten with blue noses and swollen faces, and were pushed against them with bayonets by several devils and entered the courtyard. Seeing Wang Youcai's disappointed eyes, these brothers all lowered their heads. Wang Youcai knew that they had done their best, dared to obey their orders, and dared to rush up and fight with the devil with their bare hands, what else could he say? How can you blame them?

His own soldiers appeared in front of him, which made Hashimoto even more arrogant, he laughed, carried the katana that was still dripping with blood, walked to Wang Youcai and the two, and kicked them to the ground. The tip of the knife that was still dripping with blood was gently picked, and Wang Youcai's chest already had an extra bloody mouth, he was not afraid of pain, nor was he afraid of death, but he was worried about the woman in his arms, and he didn't know how inhumane she would be treated after he died.

Although Wang Yafang was in extreme fear, she still clearly knew the situation faced by her husband and wife, in Wang Youcai's arms, she raised her head, with tears in her eyes, and said softly: "Third brother, are we all going to die?" ”

"Are you afraid? Avon. ”

Wang Youcai's face was a little deformed, this was the result of enduring the pain. Although he has a thousand problems, but in front of his beloved woman, he still does not want to lose his demeanor, even if the pain is almost convulsive, but when he asks this sentence, he is still very gentle.

"With the third brother here, I'm not afraid of anything."

Maybe it was Wang Youcai's words that infected her, this soft woman actually showed a resolute and resolute side.

Taro Hashimoto was not in the mood to see the deep affection of these two people, the katana in his hand was already against Wang Youcai's throat, and with a little more force, the sharp tip of the knife would cut his throat.

At the moment of life and death, Wang Yafang didn't know where the courage came from, she grabbed the sharp blade with her hand, and said in a trembling voice: "Let him go, I will do what you wish." ”

Hashimoto could not understand Chinese, but a military cao outside the door could understand, and without waiting for him to shout, he ran in and said in Japanese: "Captain, this woman said that as long as you let his man go, she is willing to serve you." ”

"No, you can't. Avon, you can't do this, if you commit yourself to this devil, how can I still live in this world. ”

Wang Youcai was so frightened that he could never have imagined that this little woman, in order to save his life, would make such a decision.

"Third brother, leave the green mountains in the ......" Maybe Wang Yafang was afraid that there were devils who could understand Chinese, but she didn't finish her words, but her eyes were full of tears, and she said softly: "Third brother, don't hate me, if there is an afterlife, I am still willing to be your wife." ”

Wang Youcai heard her tone, obviously looking for death, but he was powerless to stop it, just struggled to get up from the ground, and was kicked to the ground by the devil soldier Cao who acted as a translator, at this moment how he longed for someone to save him, someone to help him kill these devils in front of him, but obviously there was no savior, he could only come out of his throat with a desperate whimper: "No, you can't ......"

Hashimoto shook the katana that was grabbed by Wang Yafang, motioned for her to let go, and then after she let go, he handed the knife to Jun Cao beside him, and said, "Let him see his own woman with his own eyes, being played with by me." ”

Wang Yafang couldn't understand Japanese, and he didn't understand what the devil just said, but Wang Youcai could understand it, and after the devil said this, he was already like ashes, watching Hashimoto throw Wang Yafang on the bed; watched Hashimoto tear off his military uniform with the epaulettes of the major of the Imperial Association Army from Wang Yafang, and watched the already tattered and unclothed cheongsam torn apart by Hashimoto; watched Hashimoto untie his crotch cloth and pounce on Wang Yafang like a wolf; also allowed himself to be pulled to the bed by the devil army Cao. Wang Yafang didn't have a trace of expression, her eyes were full of tears, and she turned her head and stared at Wang Youcai like a dead dog. The eyes of the two people looked at each other like this, as if there was no one else in this room in this world, there was no devil Jun Cao who pointed a knife at Wang Youcai, and there was no Taro Hashimoto who was already undulating on Wang Yafang.

Every minute and second that has passed is like being cut by thousands of small knives on Wang Youcai's body. Time also seemed to have stopped, how could it pass so slowly, if it could, how eager Wang Youcai was, this shameful scene could be turned over immediately. However, how could this extravagant hope be realized, in his despair, Hashimoto finally rolled off Wang Yafang's body.

While putting on his clothes, he shouted in Japanese: "Wang Sang, you have to take good care of Mrs. Ling, and the next time you come back, if she is half bad, be careful of your dog's life." ”

Wang Youcai's mind was completely blank, his heart, all his attention was on the woman on the bed who had been destroyed by the devil captain.

Similarly, Wang Yafang never left Wang Youcai from beginning to end, even if Hashimoto made her scarred, she never screamed in pain, and some were just distressed by Wang Youcai, as if the big blood stains around this man that were about to dry up were completely from her body.

When Hashimoto was about to go out, he gave Wang Youcai a kick, so that he, who was already bleeding and very weak, could no longer hold on, and fell straight into a pool of his own blood.

When he woke up, his head was resting on Wang Yafang's arms.

The wounds on his chest and back had been sewn up, and in addition to his own woman, there was a soldier in the room.

"Are you okay?"

Wang Youcai's first sentence was asked by Wang Yafang, in his mind, even if he was injured more seriously, he couldn't withstand the trauma suffered by his lover.

"Hmm!"

Although Wang Yafang's eyes were still swollen and there were tears in her eyes, she was still very strong in front of Wang Youcai, and she replied: "I'm fine, are you still in pain?" ”

Wang Youcai shook his head, the weakness of his body made him want to continue to rest, but he didn't dare to close his eyes, because as soon as he closed his eyes, his mind was full of scenes of Hashimoto's ups and downs on Wang Yafang, which was more uncomfortable for Wang Youcai, who had an excellent face and loved his wife extremely than killing him.

"Captain, after Captain Zhang heard about this, he took someone to beat up that guy from Hashimoto." The soldier who was busy waiting in the house saw Wang Youcai wake up, hurriedly came to the bed and said, "I heard that guy was beaten into a pig's head. ”

Hearing this good news, Wang Youcai finally squeezed out a smile on his face, and said softly: "Prepare some gifts and thank Brother Jin Gui for me." ”

"It's better to wait until you're healed." The soldier said: "On the day of beating Hashimoto's devil, the brigade commander and the big ghost womb of Lu'an rushed over, and the captain not only slapped him twice, but was also locked up. The brigade commander said that no one was allowed to release him until he was locked up for 10 days and a half months. ”

Wang Youcai understood as soon as he heard it, beating Hashimoto would definitely anger Junichi Miyamoto, on the surface, it seemed that Zhang Changde locked up his own brother, but in fact he was protecting him, if he didn't make a show, Junichi Miyamoto would definitely not give up easily.

I originally wanted to borrow Zhang Jingui's hand to seek justice, but now it seems that this is not a way at all.

"I've wronged Brother Zhang, you asked Taibai Lou to send the best food to Brother Zhang for three meals a day, and I will pay for it."

When he said this, Wang Youcai was powerless, which made Wang Yafang, who was a pillow for him, very distressed, and she was a little angry: "You yourself are injured like this, and you are still worried about others." ”

Wang Youcai didn't say anything, he was competing with himself, if he didn't avenge this kind of blood revenge, could he still be regarded as a person?

Wang Youcai was full of revenge, and he didn't care about what the women around him thought, and when he realized this, the big mistake had already been made, and every time he talked about it later, he couldn't help but cry.