The people around were all stunned. This is Taijun, kill if you say kill, without blinking your eyes, the seven imperial troops are all reimbursed, and the bolt of the gun has not had time to be opened.

The handlebar style was so frightened that his legs bent and fell to the ground: "Good man, spare your life, the old and young family." ”

Shuangxi shouted: "What do you ask for mercy, but I won't kill you." ”

Handlebar cried bitterly: "If you kill the Japanese son, I can't escape the involvement." ”

The liaison said: "The Japanese practice the law of joint sitting, if one Japanese dies, ten Chinese will be killed, and those who die will be slaughtered in the nearest village." ”

Chen Zikun thought for a moment and waved his hand: "You go." ”

Chen Zikun instructed everyone to strip off the equipment on the Japanese, pile the corpses in one place, smash the fuel tank of a motorcycle, gasoline dripping the ground, rub matches and throw them, and the flames rose into the air, igniting the corpses.

Chen Zikun stepped on the motorcycle, kicked it hard, and got into another one, and the liaison person sat in the car with a machine gun, and roared away.

Nantai County is the place where Chen Zikun made his fortune, the road network was originally very developed, after the Japanese occupation, the laborers were driven to repair the traffic, the road was smoother and smoother, no wonder even the Japanese army in the county was equipped with motorcycles.

The two motorcycles were speeding down the road, the wind was blowing on their faces, and they were in pain, but fortunately there were captured goggles, otherwise they wouldn't even be able to open their eyes, and the wind was too strong to open their mouths to speak, so they could only watch the gestures of the contact person move forward.

……

A squadron of Japanese soldiers was stationed in Nantai County, which was subordinate to the Tianlu Detachment, and after a year of purging and suppressing, the guerrillas had been pressed to the mountainous area, and they were basically safe within 50 miles of the county seat.

This morning, the chief of the ten-mile shop came to report, saying that something strange had been found in the village, according to his description, Captain Yamada was sure that it was a parachute, so he sent a detachment of subordinates to the scene to investigate and retrieve the parachute, and soon after, the sentry on the city wall found black smoke outside the city, and went out to check and found seven charred corpses, and a white shirt with blood written on it fluttering in the cold wind, a motorcycle was burned to the wreckage of the iron frame, and the other two were missing.

Squadron Leader Yamada ordered all the people to assemble urgently, and a terrible siren sounded in the compound of the old county government, and the Japanese soldiers of the brigade wearing khaki military uniforms and suede shoes rushed out of the dormitory, climbed into cars and motorcycles, and set up machine guns.

Nantai in late autumn, everywhere is bare, because the green gauze tent is convenient to hide the guerrillas, the Japanese forced the common people to step flat, after the rain the sky is clear, the visibility is extremely high, the car is speeding, unconsciously drive fifty miles away, the road becomes muddy.

The motorcycle driven by Chen Zikun also fell into the quagmire, the road became more and more difficult to walk the west, the county seat was near the gravel road, more than ten miles away is the compacted dirt road, and then go down is such a country road, as soon as it rains, the motorcycle will become a quagmire, the motorcycle will not be able to drive out, roaring in vain, and bursts of black smoke will come out of the exhaust pipe.

Suddenly, Chen Zikun sensed a dangerous smell in the air, and pulled out his two guns to guard him, and the liaison suddenly realized something, and said in horror: "This is Commander Zhao's territory, we have to leave quickly." ”

"Which Commander Zhao?" Chen Zikun said suspiciously.

As soon as the words fell, a whistle came, and a row of gun barrels emerged from the mounds on both sides of the road, and a tall man stood on a high place like a divine soldier, wearing a white cloth shirt inside, a black cardigan coat, a black black belt around his waist, black bubble pants, and a leg belt, but on his feet was a pair of straw sandals full of mud, with a railway worker's hat on his head, dressed in a nondescript manner, it was Zhao Ziming.

"Commander Zhao is me, I am Commander Zhao, I have seen you a long time ago, which way of people, report your name." Zhao Ziming took the barrel of the Changmiao shell gun with a hat brim, and it was very authentic.

Chen Zikun said: "I am your uncle! ”

Zhao Ziming looked at it fixedly: "Oh, mom, what an uncle, brothers, take in the guys, it's my uncle who came." ”

Saying that, he jumped down, his face full of joy: "Uncle, you are here, what, the family is all right, and the aunts are all right." ”

Chen Zikun said: "Don't talk about it, the Japanese are chasing after it." ”

Zhao Ziming said: "Dare to come to Lao Tzu's land, Yamada is tired of life, small ones, serve food." ”

A few minions came down, dug a pit in the ground and began to bury mines, it was the kind of iron lump made of soil, it looked like a big lump, but it was actually filled with black medicine, and the lethality was limited, Zhao Ziming saw a few 38 guns in the motorcycle bucket, and his saliva was about to flow out: "Uncle, give me two shots." ”

Chen Zikun was very refreshing: "Take it all." ”

……

Squadron Leader Yamada raised his binoculars and saw that two motorcycles were trudging in the distance, and the culprit of the killing of the Imperial Army was in front of him.

The dirt road in the countryside was so wide, the motorcycle pressed the mine without any suspense, and with a loud bang, the motorcycle was blown over, the wheels were still idling, and the soldier's flesh and blood were blurred, swaying, and he was not dead, and the power of the mine can be seen.

The truck that followed came to a halt with sudden braking, machine guns on the roof of the car fired at both sides of the road, and the soldiers jumped down in an orderly manner to find cover.

Rain-like grenades flew on both sides, including Chinese-style wooden-handled grenades and Japanese-made 48-petal melons, which blew up a cloud of mud.

The guerrillas' firepower was limited, most of the spears were rifled-smoothed old Hanyang-made or earthen cannons, and the pistols were of limited use in field battles.

Chen Zikun and Zhao Ziming are both sharpshooters, each of them holds a 38 big cover, first burst the truck tires, and then killed seven or eight people one after another, this is the first time Chen Zikun used the 38 big cover to fight, I can't help but marvel at this shot is really fucking good, the recoil is very small, where to shoot, the accuracy is excellent.

After firing more than a dozen shots, Zhao Ziming pointed to the distance and said, "Uncle, the little devil wants to go around and copy our back road." ”

Chen Zikun said: "You are the commander, you can do what you say." ”

Zhao Ziming said: "What else can I do, run." ”

With that, he put his finger in his mouth and blew a long whistle, and another grenade was thrown, and the brothers began to withdraw, leaving only a dozen men to stop them.

"Uncle, you go first, I'll cover." Zhao Ziming kept pulling the bolt and pulling the trigger, and Huang Chengcheng's bullet casing was thrown into the mud with hot gas, and a little devil fell with every shot.

"Sharp." Chen Zikun had no choice but to retreat first and follow the others into the woods.

Zhao Ziming saw that the time was almost up, threw out three grenades one after another, picked up a gun and ran around like a rabbit.

When the Japanese soldiers climbed the dirt slope, they only saw bullet casings all over the ground; Not even a figure.

Squadron Leader Yamada was furious: "Chase! ”

There were messy footprints on the muddy ground, and the Japanese soldiers chased after them, and in front of them was a pine forest, which was suitable for an ambush.

"Captain Yamada, look there!" A captain shouted as he pointed into the distance.

Yamada held up the binoculars, and about eight hundred meters away, an arrogant face was baring his teeth at him, probably mocking the incompetence of the imperial army.

The Japanese soldiers raised their guns one after another to shoot, although the 38 guns have high accuracy and long range, but they can only rely on luck to the target 800 meters away, continue to chase, but the mud in front is deeper, wearing bulky braided boots can not take a step at all, and the feet are covered with mud when they take two steps, which can be described as difficult.

Captain Yamada was very angry, but he was helpless, this is a guerrilla zone, and it is very dangerous to continue to stay, so he ordered to collect his troops and return to the county seat.

An hour later, Zhao Ziming led the guerrillas back to the battlefield, leaving nothing but the wreckage of a car and bullet casings on the ground.

"Demolition!" Zhao Ziming gave an order, and the team members stepped forward to disassemble the car parts.

Chen Zikun wondered: "Are you going to build a new car?" ”

Zhao Ziming said: "How can I have that ability, even if I spell it out, there is no gasoline, there is good steel in the car, and it is best to use it to fight a big knife." ”

Chen Zikun saw many team members picking up bullet casings all over the ground, and wondered even more: "You still use reloading bullets?" ”

Zhao Ziming said: "We don't have an arsenal, but we are for faction use." ”

The team members packed up all the available supplies and evacuated to a nearby village, where Zhao Ziming asked people to prepare meals for their uncle, eating canned Japanese beef and drinking Japanese Kirin beer.

"Don't be surprised, uncle." Zhao Ziming sat with a golden knife and raised the wine bowl boldly, quite a father's style.

"Ziming, I'm coming back this time to lead everyone to fight Japan, you can do it with me." Chan said.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Ziming did not agree happily, but scratched his head, looking very embarrassed.

"You're giving me a good word." Double Happiness is in a hurry.

"Uncle, I don't mean anything else, I'm a person, I was born to disobey discipline, and I belong to the ...... of Sun Monkey" Zhao Ziming smiled.

Chen Zikun laughed heartily: "Okay, you have a character, it's okay, I don't force you, do you know where Chen Shougai Longquan is, send me over to find them." ”

Zhao Ziming said: "The two of them, each doing their own thing, is not together, and they and I can't pee in the same pot, so I will go back and find someone to send my uncle over." ”

Without further ado, after eating the wind wine, Zhao Ziming arranged for ten people to escort Chen Zikun into the mountain to find Gai Longquan, carrying a bag of bullet shells and riding a jujube red horse and ran away.

Coming to a ruined temple ten miles away, Zhao Ziming dismounted and walked, learning to call a bird in his mouth: "Coo, coo." ”

A young woman came out of the ruined temple, with short hair to her ears, a small cotton jacket with flowers, and a belt tied around her waist, with a heroic posture.

"Little sister, look what I brought you." Zhao Ziming presented the bag containing the bullet casing in his hand like a treasure.

"Phew, who is your sister-in-law, call me Nurse Ye." The woman took the pocket and looked at it, and was very surprised: "Ah, there are so many bullet casings, this time Commissar Ye will have to die of joy." ”

Zhao Ziming's face immediately drooped: "It's Political Commissar Ye again, you can't mention anything else." ”

The woman said nonchalantly: "Why can't you mention it, Political Commissar Ye is my brother." ”

Zhao Ziming said: "Stop, I can't hear this person's name, if you mention him again, don't think I'll send you bullet shells next time." ”

The woman showed two white tiger teeth and smiled: "Okay, okay, if you don't mention it, don't mention it, how dare I make our Commander Zhao angry." ”

Zhao Ziming said: "What, it's cold outside, let's go to the temple to sit down?" ”

The woman said: "No, there are several wounded people here today, we are busy, I will not accompany you, goodbye." He turned around and ran.

Zhao Ziming looked at her slender back in the distance, stunned, suddenly turned over and got on the horse, and shouted: "Drive!" "Ride away.