When night falls, the sky is full of stars, and a bright moon hangs in it. I love seasons like this, and I love nights like this.

When I was a child, I often ran out into the yard alone and lay on the grass looking at the night sky in a daze. Because I think there must be immortals living on the moon and stars, Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, the Jade Emperor, and the compassionate Guanyin Bodhisattva. My favorite of these immortals is the Monkey King, I fantasize that he can see me in the sky, and then suddenly appear in the clouds, maybe he will teach me some spells, or maybe he will teach me nothing, just talk to me for a while. One day I actually saw him, and he was really standing in the clouds, smiling at me and turning somersaults for me......

Later, I went to tell my mother, and my mother pinched my face dotingly and said, "Next time Monkey King comes, you will also ask me to go and see the somersault cloud, okay?" ”

I promised my mother. But after that, Sun Wukong never appeared again, I cried and went to tell my mother, and my mother said: "Sun Wukong went to the west to learn scriptures, and he will naturally come to see you when he comes back." ”

Until I grew up day by day, the cloud somersault cloud Monkey King gradually left me, I thought they would never appear again, but I didn't expect that in such a foreign night, all the memories flooded me again and again.

When I woke up, I didn't know if it was sweat or tears on my face, but I didn't have time to tell because I could clearly hear footsteps and dogs barking from afar.

Outside, there were four or five Japanese soldiers and a fierce black dog, which smelled me and barked wildly at the place where I was hiding.

A few Japanese soldiers stopped, whining, and approached me with rifles.

I knew I couldn't hide, so I aimed at one of them and fired a shot, and the guy was hit in the chest by me and fell to the ground, and the remaining Japanese soldiers immediately blew up and screamed, and three or eight shots were fired in succession.

The Japanese army's shooting was really not blown, almost all guns were not far from ten, and if I hadn't been hiding in the shadows, I would have become a ghost under the gun.

The most hateful thing was the vicious dog, which barked and pounced on me under the orders of the Japanese soldiers, and I didn't dare to fight anymore after missing two shots at it, so I spread my legs and ran westward.

After a few minutes, the vicious dog was already approaching, and the dog's paws were about to catch my waist and abdomen, and I turned around sharply and picked up the rifle, and the butt of the rifle hit the dog's head fiercely, and the vicious dog screamed and retreated.

I took the opportunity to rush into the forest that I had been looking forward to for a long time, and with the shelter of the trees, it was not so easy for the Japanese soldiers to hit me.

The pursuit behind me did not mean to relax at all, the sound of gunfire and dog barking approached step by step, and I ran without looking back, only hoping that those Japanese soldiers would give up when they were tired of running.

After four years of defeat, I became a good runner, and in the run-and-run I was able to outrun my comrades so often that I was almost unscathed each time because I had a large number of running meat shields behind me.

I ran sweaty and panting, until I felt that the Japanese were not so close, and then I sat down under a tree, and I was afraid that I would be chased to death by these Japanese soldiers if I didn't take a break.

The Japanese soldiers did not catch up, but the dog appeared in my sight in a blink of an eye, and it saw that I did not pounce again, but barked and called for my accomplices.

I'm glad it didn't pounce again, and I don't have the strength to give it the butt of a gun like that again. I picked up my gun, pulled the bolt and reloaded, aiming my crosshair at the dog's head.

The vicious dog was obviously trained, and it actually knew the power of firearms, and when he saw me raise his gun, he turned around and left. I slammed the shot, and the vicious dog screamed and ran farther and faster, but it limped and I hit it in the hind legs.

"Let you hold on to me!" I muttered to my feet, gasping for breath and running away.

After passing through this forest, there is a village in front of it, and there are dozens of families scattered around. The houses are all stilted buildings made of wool grass and cedar bark, and there are many houses of this style, so it is difficult to distinguish which ethnic group gathers here.

I staggered past house after house with my rifle in hand, and the pursuit behind me was getting closer and closer, and the vicious dog that had injured his hind leg actually followed all the way back.

I couldn't run, so I tried to find a place to hide, hid myself, and aimed the muzzle of my rifle at the path at the entrance of the village. I'm ready to die, but I don't want to sit still, even the jade shatters can't make those Japanese tiles reconcile.

The lame dog was the first to appear at my gun, and I was so annoyed with the plague that I adjusted my posture and waited for it to stop.

The lame dog seemed to sense the danger again, and it stopped. I laughed in my heart: a beast is a beast, and if it keeps walking, I may not be sure to hit it.

I pulled the trigger as a thud of gunfire, and the bullet did not fail me, hitting the dog in the head with unmistakable accuracy, and the vicious dog only snorted and died.

I didn't even have time to celebrate, as the Japanese bullets slammed into my hidden spot, and I lowered my body and reloaded my rifle while looking for the next place to hide. Taking advantage of the slight pause in the gunshots, I crawled and jumped to the back of a stilted building, and before I could catch my breath, a hand suddenly stretched out from the ground and pulled violently, and I fell down with an exclamation.

I fell into the black hole, frightened and raised my gun, but I didn't want the hole to be no better than the outside, I was not happy with myself by pulling the rack and raising the gun like this - my head hit the top of the hole, the butt of the gun was on my stomach, and I groaned in pain. A woman's laughter came from the darkness, and then it was immediately stopped: "What are you laughing at, you can laugh at this time!" ”

It's Chinese. I groped in the darkness in disbelief, when another man's voice said, "What are you touching, I'm not your mother-in-law." And the female voice laughed again.

I had a match on me, and I took it out and struck it, and there was a light in the hole immediately. The man closest to me blew out the match with a pop: "You don't want to die, the little devil saw the light, threw a hand cannon down, and we will die with you." ”

Although it was only for a moment, I could see a few people in the cave clearly, and the closest man to me should be the man who pulled me down, a black-faced man with an old sleeve, and there were two other men beside him, both with old sleeves in their hands. The other woman, the appearance is not very clear, but she wears a bright silver collar around her neck, indicating that she may be a Miao or Buyi tribe.

"Who are you?" I whispered to the man.

The man booed, turned around and crawled half-crawling to the other end, climbed a few steps and turned back: "Be a soldier, keep up." ”

I also got used to the darkness and followed behind, and it was a very engineering hole, because I felt like I had been crawling for more than ten minutes, and we got out of another exit.

The surrounding environment was also unobstructed under the moonlight, and we crawled out of the village, and I just saw the backs of a few Japanese soldiers where I was lying now.

The black-faced man lowered his voice and said, "One person fights one, me, the one on the right hand, Ani, the one on the left hand, and you fight the one in the middle when you are a soldier." ”

I nodded, this kind of sneak attack is really the best, we can aim for a long time until the target is fixed before shooting, as long as the marksmanship is not too bad, it is basically a dozen and one accurate.

"I counted to three, and everyone shot together. 1.2...... Three! "I pulled the trigger and slammed the shot right at the target, and then I heard not only the gunfire from this side, but also the right and left sides of the Japanese army.

A few Japanese soldiers who chased me crazy did not expect that their enemies suddenly changed from one to countless and formed an ambush circle.

No matter how old the opponent's weapon is, it will be too late to fight back in this situation.