The rumbling sound of cannons, majestic and intense, kept echoing on the battlefield. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhang Cheng wore a shabby military uniform with his sleeves rolled up, revealing his muscular arms. He bowed his back slightly, carried a Hanyang-made, and calmly stared at the rushing Japanese soldiers, like a lurking tiger waiting for its prey to take the bait.

"Kill!"

Look at a Japanese soldier grinning with his teeth bared and a fierce gleam in his eyes, and he shot his head.

Zhang Cheng's eyes were calm, without the slightest fluster.

Change places.

"Bang!"

A dull sound was heard, and the Japanese soldiers screamed miserably, revealing painful expressions. Due to the loss of the body's center of gravity.

In fact, Zhang Cheng's soul is not a person of this era. He is an instructor in the special forces who graduated from the National Defense University, and was ordered by the organization to snipe and kill the head of the spy, but was hunted down because of the misdisclosure of intelligence. Zhang Cheng sneaked all the way to escape, but was cornered and finally died with the enemy.

When Zhang Cheng woke up, he found himself a lieutenant colonel in the National Revolutionary Army.

From the memory in my mind, I know that it is the 26th year of the Republic of China, that is, November 1937.

It seems that the Japanese devils have occupied Shanghai, and the troops of the National Revolutionary Army are withdrawing to Nanjing, and the troops are scattered. Brigade commander Huang Meixing died in battle, I don't know where the regiment commander Zhu Chi is, and how many brothers from the first battalion are left. In the Central Army, the 88th Division was neither Hu Zongnan's 1st Army system, nor Tang Enbo's 13th Army system, nor Chen Cheng's civil engineering system, but from Chiang Kai-shek's guard troops, the descendants of the standard lineage. The ace unit in the early days of China's Anti-Japanese War, the "German Mechanic Division"! Now it's been broken up.

The regiment commander led the troops to withdraw, and Zhang Cheng's battalion covered the retreat of the troops. Zhang Cheng looked at Hanyangzao in his hand, looked at the fallen brothers around him, and a smile appeared on his face.

With robbery, there is a chance to snipe Japanese officers.

Sniping the enemy is an old job, and it is also Zhang Cheng's forte. Zhang Cheng searched the entire battlefield, there were still 105 bullets in total, and quickly checked the situation of Hanyang, and saw a few Japanese devils in front.

A Japanese soldier with a command knife.

Zhang Cheng ran forward for another distance and distanced himself from the brothers behind him. With enough cushioning, Zhang Cheng turned around and stopped, holding up the Hanyang in his hand.

At this moment, the shouts on the battlefield disappeared, and the charging Japanese soldiers also disappeared from Zhang Cheng's sight, leaving only the round head of the Japanese soldier Cao Yuan. Zhang Cheng dragged the barrel of the Hanyang-made gun with his left hand, held the handle of the gun with his right hand, the butt of the gun rested against his armpit, stared forward with his head slightly lowered, and put his index finger on the trigger.

"Bang!!"

After aiming, Zhang Cheng pressed his fingers hard and pulled the trigger.

A puff of white smoke rose and bullets burst out of the air.

"Poof!"

Without any deviations, the bullet hit the head of the Japanese soldier Cao.

If you look closely, you will see a blood hole the size of a peanut in the center of your forehead. Crimson blood flowed from his forehead, terrifying and terrifying. At this moment, the devil still had an invincible look on his face, opened his mouth but couldn't make any sound, his body shook twice, and he fell to the ground.

A bullet took the life of the Japanese soldier Cao.

Seeing that Jun Cao was killed, the devil soldiers turned around and ran back, and Zhang Cheng shot continuously. Several Japanese soldiers were shot.

Zhang Cheng saw that several devils had been eliminated, so he ran forward and picked up a 38 big cover to check, they were all new guns, and they should be the devil reconnaissance team.

on dirt roads. A bolt of lightning streaked by, lighting up the entire night sky. Look at the corpses of fallen comrades, brothers! The charred corpses, black, with stumps and severed arms, densely packed, lying on their sides, many of them, some of them were hideous, their faces were hateful, and they still maintained their body movements before death, and some of them fell into the muddy water......

Click! There was a thunderstorm in the mountains, and the rain kept falling. In this season, it is really rare to see such heavy rain.

At this time, a sharp pain struck, and Zhang Cheng couldn't help but hold his head, lying on the ground, gritting his teeth, and making a low roar similar to that of an injured wolf.

The icy raindrops rustled on the leaves, just like the drumbeat in front of the drum, fast and fast! Zhang Cheng spit out a mouthful of dirty water. Wonder what kind of place this is?

Suddenly, a feeling of weakness spread in his body, Zhang Cheng had already adapted to the darkness, looked around, found the backpack of the Japanese soldier, ate compressed biscuits and rained, which two 38 covers searched for more than 200 bullets and more than 20 melon grenades.

Zhang Wei wanted to see if his comrades-in-arms were still alive, but after turning over several corpses, none of them were breathing.

Dragging his cold and hungry body, he found a cave, found some dry firewood, he went back, touched the corpses one by one, and finally found a box of matches in the devil's personal pocket.

The matches were wrapped in waterproof oiled paper, which was slightly wet, but it still worked.

The water boiled, and he took two sips directly with his helmet in his hand, feeling that there was some heat in his body, and he was much better.

Zhang Cheng's mind is still a little confused, and now he doesn't know where this is, it should be somewhere between Shanghai and Nanjing.

It's dawn.

Zhang Cheng put on his dried military uniform and walked out of the cave.

He also disposed of the corpses of his comrades, and gathered the relics of these people, but the relics of these soldiers will give him some information and prove their identity.

If only there were still people alive.

Unfortunately, he couldn't find a single living person, and under such a cold rainstorm, on such a cold night, these routs would have frozen to death if they did not starve to death.

Walk along the mountain road.

Although there is a map, Zhang Cheng doesn't even know where he is, and even if he has a map, he can't judge, so he can only find someone first.

As long as you find people, know the name of the place, and look at the map, you can know where you are and where you should go.

Zhang Cheng came to the foot of a mountain and saw more than a dozen houses, scattered on the surrounding hillside.

I took a breath and sat down to rest.

The village is small, very quiet, and a bit of a paradise.

There is cooking smoke, which means that this village is inhabited, and he is hungry now, so there should be no problem in finding a family and asking for a bowl of rice to eat.

Walking to the entrance of the village, Zhang Cheng suddenly stopped, and suddenly felt that something was not quite right, at noon, there was no movement at all in this village, not even a dog barking.

It's a little scary.

There seemed to be a hint of blood wafting in the humid air. The closer you get to the village, the more bloody you become.

The first one at the entrance of the village, Zhang Cheng saw that the door was hidden, pressed the suspicion in his heart, gently stepped forward and pushed the door open, and took a look inside, and suddenly a wave of blood rushed to his head!

There were four corpses lying in the courtyard, an old man, two children, and a young woman with a beautiful face.

The old man lay on the ground, his eyes staring at the door, full of bitter hatred.

The young woman's pants were completely gone, and her lower body was filthy, obviously insulted, and from the traces, there was more than one person, and there was a strong unwillingness in her eyes, and she didn't blink to death.

Two children, the girl was about five or six years old, wearing a cotton jacket, her small belly was cut open, her intestines were picked out, and her death was very miserable.

The two-year-old boy died on the edge of the stone grinding, bleeding from all seven orifices, and the back of his head was completely dented into it.

Zhang Cheng also saw the blood stains on the stone mill, which was miserable.

Who did this at such a brutal murder scene? Zhang Cheng's face suddenly became solemn.

Inside the house, Zhang Cheng also saw an old woman, who should be the wife of the old man in the yard, who was also humiliated, and was stabbed in the chest, hitting the heart, and the blood stained the bedding red.

It's cruel!

It's not that Zhang Cheng hasn't seen dead people, but he has never seen such a cruel and bloody killing scene.

These are all old people, women and children, what are the beasts who have lost their conscience, and how did they do it?

Anger filled Zhang Cheng's heart at once!

This is just the first one in the village!

The second one is so!

The third is also ......

The whole village, a total of seventeen families, all died tragically, not a single one survived, and the cruelty of the murder method was outrageous.

"Brute, don't let me Zhang Cheng find you, I will definitely cut you with a thousand knives!" Zhang Cheng rushed to his head with a mouthful of blood.

Back to the first place at the entrance of the village.

"Holy shit, I'll kill you!"

A loud shout suddenly sounded from behind, and Zhang Cheng looked back to see a young man, holding a woodcutter in his hand, his face full of hatred, his eyes were red, and he slashed at himself.

"Brother, you misunderstood......"

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding your eighth-generation ancestor!" The young man was obviously carried away by hatred and did not listen to Zhang Cheng's explanation at all.

"Brother, I'm sorry!"

Zhang Cheng had no choice, in the face of the person who lost his mind, he could only take decisive measures, made a lightning shot, grabbed the man's wrist, and snatched his firewood knife.

The man hadn't stopped yet, and rushed up to Zhang Cheng desperately.

"Stop, I didn't kill people!" Zhang Cheng raised his foot, kicked the man to the ground, and shouted loudly.

The man fell to the ground, stunned for a moment, and suddenly came to his senses, got up and sat up, and began to cry loudly.

"Brother, brother, don't be sad, people can't be resurrected after death, please mourn, you should think about how to avenge them!"

"Revenge!"

Hearing these two words, the man who was crying suddenly stopped his tears, clenched his fists, his eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth.

"Ah, Daddy, Xiaomei, who killed you, I want to avenge you!"

"Brother, when I came to this village, I could still see the smoke of the cooking, and now it is time for the families to have lunch, I think the executioners must not have gone far......"

The young man got up, rushed over, grabbed the wood knife on the ground and rushed out of the village.

"Stop!"

"Do you know who they are, how many they are, in what direction they went, and how they died, haven't you seen how they died?"

The man was stunned for a moment.

Zhang Cheng said that he didn't think about these at all, and as soon as he heard about revenge, his brain was hot, so he didn't care about anything.

"If you want revenge, you listen to me, and if you haven't eaten, let's get some food to fill our stomachs first, otherwise, even if you find the enemy, you won't have the strength to take revenge." Zhang Cheng ordered, these people are cruel, there should be more than one person, just two of them, impulsively, but lost their lives in vain.

"Can you find these brutes?"

"Of course!"

Zhang Cheng nodded, he, the captain of the Dragon Tooth Clan, if he didn't even know the most basic tracking, wouldn't it make people laugh off the big teeth.

The man's name is Song Hu, the only male in the first family at the entrance of the village, yesterday he went to the market town to buy some daily necessities, but he didn't expect to encounter a heavy rain, he couldn't rush back, and stayed at a relative's house in the town for a night, and then came back.

Unexpectedly, when I came back, I was separated from my family forever.

Under the side knock, Zhang Zhen learned that the place where he was located was still more than 100 kilometers away from Nanjing.

At this time, when the time of slaughtering the village appeared, Zhang Zhen's mind suddenly lit up.

It should be the vanguard of the little devils!

Zhang Zhen found some sweet potatoes and roasted them over the fire, he was so hungry that he ate three in one go, which was the best thing he had ever eaten in his life, not just because he was hungry, but this pure natural thing, which was too little after a hundred years.

Seeing Song Hu clutching the sweet potatoes in his hand, Zhang Zhen sighed in his heart, his mood was understandable for so many relatives to leave at once.

"Brother Song, let's eat some, we will still have a hand blade enemy in a while, what if you run out of strength by then?"

Hearing Zhang Zhen say this, Song Hu stuffed the sweet potato in his hand into his mouth and swallowed it in a big gulp.

"Do you know how to shoot?"

Song Hu nodded, and Zhang Zhen threw him a handful of 38 big cover for him: "Here you go, our opponent has a gun, and he gave him some bullets, and he can't fight them with his bare hands." ”

Song Hu saw that Zhang Zhen still had a gun, so he nodded, took the rifle, pulled the bolt, and checked the bolt.

After burying the bodies of their relatives, Zhang Zhen and Song Hu took some dry food and brought them with them, he had already decided to leave this time, whether he could take revenge or not, he would go to join the army.

Don't look at Song Hu is already the father of two children, he is not very old, two years younger than Zhang Zhen, so Zhang Zhen became Song Hu's eldest brother.

"Brother Zhang, in what direction should we chase?" Song Hu's main concern now is revenge.

"According to my judgment, the number of this group is not much, it should be no more than thirty people, and there are horse hoof prints and horse manure at the entrance of the village, through which it is completely possible to judge their whereabouts." Zhang Zhen explained.

Song Hu nodded.

Out of the village entrance and walking north, Zhang Zhen saw a pile of fresh horse manure in the grass on the side of the road, bent down to take a closer look, and pointed with his hand: "It's in this direction." ”

Song Hu followed closely behind with a gun and dry food on his back.

Zhang Zhen and Song Hu unconsciously pulled their necklines, and the clothes on their bodies were a little thin.

Judging from the footprints on the ground, the speed of the march of the Japanese soldiers was not fast, and they seemed to be walking and stopping.

There is only one case, they are a small reconnaissance force, guiding the larger forces behind.

It was getting dark, and it was raining lightly, and then it stopped again.

As soon as it gets dark, it's hard to track.

"Brother Song, what kind of place is this?"

"Not far ahead is Dangtu County." Song Hu replied with a gun.

"It's really not good, we can only find a place to stay for a night today, and we'll talk about it tomorrow." Zhang Zhen said.

Song Hu was a little anxious, but he also understood that in this dark sky, he couldn't see his five fingers, and he didn't see the enemy's hair, so how could he chase it?

Twitter coo......

Suddenly, there was silence all around, and there were strange sounds in the wind, as if someone was singing.

But the song was so ugly that it was like a ghost crying.

"Brother Zhang, did you hear anything?"

"Shhhhh Zhang Zhen scolded lightly, he was judging the direction and source of the voice, and Song Hu's opening was chaotic.

"Could it be a mountain ghost, Brother Zhang, the mountain ghost is amazing......

"Where did the mountain ghost come from, the most terrifying thing in this world is that people have ghosts in their hearts, don't talk, follow me!" Zhang Zhen beckoned to Song Hu and whispered.

Separated from the grass, Zhang Zhen and Song Hu carefully lay on the ground, and on the river beach not far away, three bonfires were burning.

On the edge of the bonfire, a guy in a military uniform, holding chopsticks and a lunch box in his hand, danced and sang.

There were also more than a dozen soldiers wearing the same military uniforms around, looking elated.

Meat was boiling in the marching pot on the fire, and the smell of meat wafted over.

Cuckoo......

The stomachs of the two couldn't help but scream, but it was good to press their stomachs, otherwise they would definitely be discovered if they were so close.

One, two, three......

Zhang Zhen counted them one by one, plus the two soldiers on guard, there were fifteen people in total, which was less than he estimated.

"Brother Zhang, it's the ...... of your army" Song Hu suddenly raised his head, and Zhang Zhen was frightened and pressed his head suddenly.

"You're crazy, that's not the Chinese, it's the Japanese army!" Zhang Zhen whispered in his ear, fortunately they were in the direction of the headwind, otherwise, the little devil would definitely be able to hear it.

"Oriental devils?" Song Hu's frightened face was like earth.

"Have you ever seen an army that is so happy after losing a battle?" Zhang Zhen asked rhetorically, on the battlefield of Songhu, the national army was defeated and retreated like a lost dog.

Looking at this Japanese army again, how can there be a defeated army?

Song Hu nodded.

"If I'm not mistaken, these are the beasts who slaughtered your village." Zhang Zhen whispered.

"What?" When Song Hu heard this, he immediately impulsively wanted to get up.

"What are you doing, rushing over to your death?" Zhang Zhen once again pressed down Song Hu's impatient body.

"Brother Zhang, I want revenge!" Song Hu clenched his fists, his eyes red.

"If you want revenge, you have to listen to me, tonight, let's make these brutes pay for their actions!" Zhang Zhen gritted his teeth.

The cruelty of the little devil he had only seen in the data, and he already felt that it was not done by humans, but when he saw it with his own eyes, it was another matter.

Not non-human, but not human at all.

"Okay, Brother Zhang, I'll listen to you." Song Hu finally calmed down.

"Don't worry, Brother Zhang will definitely let you kill the enemy tonight!" Zhang Zhen gently patted Song Hu's shoulder.

"Hmm!"

Zhang Zhen counted carefully, there were fifteen people on the other side, all of them were well-trained soldiers, and there were only two of them, one was a peasant who had just put down his hoe and picked up a gun, which was too disparity.

The only way to deal with these cruel executioners is to outwit!

The Japanese army burned and looted all the way, and was extremely arrogant, and a small group of Japanese soldiers dared to chase and kill behind the butt of a regiment of the national army.

Arrogance is inevitably arrogant, and the Japanese army does not take the Chinese army in their eyes, and it becomes emboldened.

"Song Hu, you will ...... this"

"Brother Zhang, you're not kidding, are you?" After listening to Zhang Zhen's words, Song Huhu asked suspiciously.

"No, how can I have the heart to joke with you, you are from the mountains, you know the habits of wild boars, as long as you make some movement, the little devil will definitely send someone to check, and when they enter the woods, I will attack from behind, understand?"

"Understood." Song Hu nodded, he didn't understand at this time, it was really a pig's brain.

This group of Japanese soldiers were eating rice balls, drinking hot soup, roasting fires, and singing, and they were obviously very happy along the way.

Rustling......

Suddenly hearing this strange sound, the highly vigilant Japanese squad leader (Cao Chang) immediately raised his hand and signaled his soldiers to silence.

Rustling...... Lulu......

"Wild boar, wild boar's work......" one of the devils shouted excitedly.

"Aha!" When the others heard this, their saliva flowed, and although the broth boiling in their pot was also fragrant, what could be compared to fresh wild boar?

"Ono Juncao, you, you, and you, go over, catch the wild boar!" The devil squad leader looked relieved, pointed at his three soldiers with his hand, and ordered!

"Hay!" The three devils excitedly held their guns and surrounded the grass where Song Hu was hiding in a zigzag formation.

There are only three devils, easy to solve, Zhang Zhen smiled, pulled out the bayonet tied to his leg, and bit it on his mouth.

Song Hu saw the three devils surrounding him, and according to Zhang Zhen's instructions, he pretended to be suddenly frightened, used his hands and feet together, and rushed towards the grove!

The three devils saw a black shadow rushing out of the grass, and let out a strange cry of "purr", how could they have any doubts, and chased after them with guns.

The other devils who witnessed this scene of chasing the good scene all laughed out loud, in their opinion, the three elite imperial soldiers caught a frightened wild boar, that is still the hand?

Song Hu followed what Zhang Zhen said, after entering the grove, he found a tree and quickly climbed up!

The devil who rushed in was stunned!

When will wild boars climb trees?

But before they could react, Zhang Zhen had already followed them in, like a ghost.

Click!

The first little devil who rushed into the woods was suddenly twisted by him and fell down softly.

The second devil found that the situation was not right, and was about to aim at him and shoot, but his speed was too slow, Zhang Zhen took a wrong step, came to him, and a sharp bayonet pierced his throat directly!

Blood spurted out at once!

The last devil, as soon as Zhang Zhen turned around, the bayonet in the devil's throat had already reached his hand, and he was about to throw it, but he found that Song Hu had jumped down from the tree.

Bang!

The gun in the hand of the third devil rang off, but it was fired towards the sky.

Song Hu strangled the devil's neck from behind, his eyes were red, and it didn't take long for the devil soldier to let him cut his breath.

"Let's go!" At this time, the sound of footsteps came out of the grove, and the devil heard the gunshot, and he didn't feel at ease to send someone over, Zhang Zhen dragged Song Hu away, and at the same time stuffed a grenade under the dead devil!

This is the legendary Trick Thunder!

Although the devil claims to be elite, he would never have thought that the Chinese would be so cunning.

Four devils rushed in at once, and they were stunned when they saw the corpses of three companions in the woods!

"Enemy, enemy ......"

Song Hu grabbed the gun and was about to pull the trigger, but Zhang Zhen suddenly suppressed him: "Don't move yet, wait to see a good show." ”

The devil squad leader came over with three soldiers, and eight devil soldiers came at once, counting it, there were still four left outside.

"Where's the boar?"

"There are no wild boars, wild boars are enemies, quick, take their carcasses, let's get out!" The devil squad leader gave an order in horror.

The two devil soldiers went to drag the corpse of the devil who was set up by Zhang Zhen to deceive the thunder.

Rumble!

The orange-red flames soared into the sky, accompanied by a violent explosion, and the two devils who collected the corpses were directly blown up to the flesh and blood.

The rest of the devils were also set off by the wave of qi and were not lightly injured.

At this time, Zhang Zhen came out from the side, the dagger in his hand, and kept waving, killing all the remaining six devils.

"Song Hu, hurry, there are still four devils, we can't let them run!" Zhang Zhen finished all this and grabbed a rifle on the ground.

It's not professional for the little devil to disguise Chinese soldiers, and he actually holds his own 38 style, who is this fooling?

Bullets are loaded!

Zhang Zhen rushed out all of a sudden, he remembered the location of the four devils, and he was also dressed in the clothes of the national army.

The devil thought it was his own people, but he knew that his own people had died a long time ago, and what rushed out was a killing god!

Bang!

The bullet pierced the heart, and one of the ghost soldiers collapsed with a stunned expression.

The devil's 38 style, the penetrating power is really not covered.

Bang! Another shot!

Zhang Zhen rushed to the side of the first devil who fell to the ground, and with a hook of his foot, the devil's gun also reached his hand, and the third shot rang out later!

The bullet in the devil's hand was loaded, but unfortunately he couldn't fire it himself.

There was the last devil left, he shot Zhang Zhen, but unfortunately he was too panicked and didn't hit, he was left alone when he saw it, scared, turned around and ran!

Run, can Zhang Zhen let him run?

As soon as he raised his hand, the bullet was loaded, slowly aimed at the back of the devil, and gently snapped his index finger, without a trace of fireworks.

The last of the devil soldiers who panicked fell in response.

Song Hu rushed out of the bushes and aimed around with his gun, but found that all the devils were dead.

"Brother Zhang, are all the devils dead?"

"Is there anything alive, or are you going to check it out?"

"Oh!"

"Song Hu, hurry up and pack up, take away the guns, ammunition and first-aid kits, don't bring anything else, such a big move, the devils nearby will definitely come over to check." Zhang Zhen hurriedly said, if you encounter something that is easy to explain, it's okay, but if you encounter something muddy, you can't make it difficult for you and Song Hu to suffer.