The gunfire from the barracks was getting more and more intense. Okamoto Takeshi's heart was also up and down, listening to the gunfire coming from the barracks, the people who touched the city should be equipped with a large number of light machine guns, I really don't know how they came into the city with so many light machine guns. The Japanese puppet army who was constantly shouting and shouting by Takeshi Okamoto was running with his life, and Takeshi Okamoto, who was five short statures, had been holding his face, and the pistol he was carrying was not a vegetarian, if this little Japanese man had a temper, it would kill him.

The Japanese puppet soldiers who were rescued by Takeshi Okamoto took back to the barracks dragged along the street for a long time, and almost all the soldiers who were left behind were soldiers of the Imperial Army, and Takeshi Okamoto, who had all his thoughts on the barracks, had no time to take care of these, but just urged the Japanese soldiers under him to speed up. A group of Japanese soldiers who ran at the front had just turned the corner of the street at Qingji Silk Village, when they were pushed back by a rain of bullets fired from the opposite side, and several Japanese soldiers who were hit by bullets and fell to the ground lay on the ground screaming non-stop, until they were hit again by the bullets fired later, and then they stopped screaming.

"Your Excellency Shaozuo, a small group of troops of the Shina people were found on the opposite side, their firepower was too fierce, and we were pushed back" A Japanese veteran who had been shot in the shoulder ran back with a pale face, and blood was still bubbling between his fingers covering the wound. Okamoto Takeshi, who was in a hurry, ran over to the side of the street with his binoculars, and after carefully going out to take a few looks, Okamoto Takeshi concluded that the main force of the Shina army that came into the city must be the main force of the Chinese army, otherwise there was so much automatic firepower from there, according to Okamoto Takeshi's understanding of the Chinese army, only the descendants of the national army had such strong firepower.

"Leave a squad here to attract their firepower, and the rest of the people will follow me around the way" After thinking about it, Takeshi Okamoto chose to avoid it very stubbornly, and took the other subordinates into a small alley. There are many small alleys like this in the county town of Zhangwu, and only people who are familiar with the terrain of the county town can discern the correct route and direction in the small alleys like spider webs, Okamoto Takeshi does not believe that the troops of the national army who have just entered the city will block their way, and his troops have more than a dozen natives who are familiar with the terrain of the county town are leading the way.

More than a dozen dodging Imperial Allies were driven to the front of the team by the Japanese army with bayonets, and took on the task of leading the way for Takeshi Okamoto, passing through two alleys in a row, without encountering the so-called national troops, so that the soldiers of the Imperial Cooperative Army, who had been frightened, gradually let go of their minds, and their feet were much faster, and when they entered the third alley, the Imperial Allies who were responsible for leading the way almost spread their legs and ran away. This third alley is obviously much wider than the previous two alleys, but there are a lot more debris in the alley, so that the Japanese puppet soldiers who are in a hurry have to bypass these debris from time to time, and the speed of travel is naturally slowed down slightly.

"I'm going to go out soon" The dozen or so Imperial Cooperative Army running at the front looked at the mouth of the alley that was about to go out, and their faces couldn't help but show joy, as long as they got out of this alley, and then walked north to a turn, and then passed through a short alley, the barracks in the west of the city arrived. "Quick, speed up" Takeshi Okamoto kept waving his pistol, repeatedly ordering his soldiers to speed up, getting closer and closer to the barracks, but the gunshots on the side of the barracks were getting smaller and smaller, Okamoto Takeshi didn't know whether this was a good thing or a bad thing, so he only urged his soldiers to rush to the barracks as soon as possible to see what was going on.

Takeshi Okamoto, who was still standing in the middle of the alley and brandishing a pistol just now, was already sliding along the wall and sitting on the ground, with the bullet holes on his head and half of the skull that had been knocked away by the bullet, showing that this guy with a short figure was already a dead body at this time. The sound of gunfire is the signal, just now there was only the sound of scattered footsteps in the alley suddenly sounded dense gunfire, one after another from the ridge of the roof of the gunfire sealed the entire alley, has entered the alley of the Japanese puppet army is like a mouse in the bellows, as if there is no way to live.

"Oops" Regardless of the gunfire behind them, the dozen or so Imperial Allies who were responsible for leading the way rushed out of the alley like a gust of wind, but before they could rush into the next alley, they were knocked down one by one by a dozen fierce men with black masks on their faces, tied them with hemp rope and threw them aside. The Japanese puppet soldiers in the alley simply stepped into hell, and the tongues of fire shot down from the roofs on both sides of the alley almost did not shoot dead ends, and they wanted to use the corpses of their companions as cover, but there was no door. They had bullets in front of and behind them, and the alley was flanked by the back walls of the residents, and apart from the tall windows, there were no doorways to find any houses, and this was a dead place.

The dense gunfire in the alley only lasted less than a minute before stopping, even so, there were no Japanese puppet soldiers who could stand in the alley for a long time, and the blood on the ground still flowed out along the slope of the alley, and it took a lot of effort to gather into a big stall. "Get up, take the bayonet and go in to mend the knife, or you will die" The hemp ropes on the bodies of the dozen or so Imperial Cooperative soldiers tied outside the alley were picked open by the bayonets, and several men with submachine guns forced them into the alley, asking them to pick up the bayonets on the ground and mend the knives on the corpses.

Looking back at the black muzzles in the hands of the men, the untied Imperial Allies glanced at each other, honestly picked up the rifles on the ground and the bayonets, then withdrew the bullets in the rifles, carried the empty guns and began to replenish the corpses and wounded soldiers lying on the ground one by one. The muzzles of the guns sticking out of the ridges on both sides of the alley made these Imperial Allies who had escaped death very honest, and they didn't want to be like the guys lying in the alley, like being hit by bullets.

The alley full of the smell of blood was densely covered with the corpses of the Japanese puppet army and the screaming wounded soldiers, and the dozen or so Imperial Cooperative troops with empty guns were automatically divided into two groups, one group specially pulled away the entangled corpses and wounded soldiers, and the other group specially used bayonets to mend knives for them. It took almost ten minutes for the alley full of corpses to complete the mending knife, and the dozen or so Imperial Allied troops who endured the nausea easily completed the task of mending the knife, and walked to the entrance of the alley with empty guns full of blood. Before they could slap the sycophants on the roof of the man, they were all knocked down in the alley by a rain of bullets, and hurried to reincarnate with their former companions.