After a while, Chen Juan's voice came from below: "Come down." Everyone went down slowly with the help of the wrist-thick wisteria. Wu Guangzong saw that Xiao Yao was still hesitating, and said, "Just this way, do you want to go down or not?" Xiao Yao grabbed the vine tightly and slowly waded down, and after slipping down, his feet fell on a big stone, and there was no water on his body.

The waterfall was almost attached to the outside of the large boulders, like a curtain to obscure the view from the outside, and the people inside were standing on a stone platform the size of the Eight Immortals' Table, and in front of them was the swarthy entrance to the cave. Wu Guangzong was the last to come down, and he frowned and said, "This place is unlucky. Chen Juan said: "Then you climb up!" Wu Guangzong shook his head: "Don't your mouth be so evil, okay?" ”

Before he could finish his words, there was a dense gunfire like fried beans inside. Xiao Yao watched the bullets swishing over his head, Chen Juan threw him to the ground, and whispered in his ear: "When you hear the sound of booing, don't be afraid, it's a bullet flying in the sky, if it's a fluttering sound, you must lie on the ground!" ”

Xiao Yao cried with a sad face and said, "No matter what the sound is, I will lie down!" He watched Wu Guangzong's little orderly fall to the ground, his intestines were beaten out, blood flowed all over the ground, and the ground was wet, this little brother actually pressed it into his belly with his hand, and then raised his gun to shoot back, Xiao Yao took a breath of cold air, the real war is so cruel!

At this time, Xiao Yao believed it foolproofly, this is really not the company's employees engaged in field warfare and outward bound training, everything is quite real, he wore it to the war-torn anti-Japanese era. What I saw in front of me was obviously not the kind in the anti-Japanese drama, this was a real battle, it was terrible, Xiao Yao's little heart was about to jump out.

Xiao Yao saw that Wu Guangzong's eyes were red, he picked up a machine gun and got up and rushed inside. Wang Guochang's roar came from the depths of the cave: "The surname is Hu, I want to give the gun to Chen Juan alive!" ”

At this time, Xiao Yao was very anxious, and the sixth feeling was that the Japanese soldiers were walking towards the mountain. If the Japanese hear the gunshots, they will all be finished, are these people stupid, they are all at this time, and they will kill each other.

Wu Guangzong handed the gun to Chen Juan, Xiao Yao noticed that there was a red light in his eyes, Xiao Yao felt a chill in his heart, if he entered the cave, it would definitely set off a bloody storm of revenge, after all, it was the revenge of killing his father.

Chen Juan took the gun handed over by Wu Guangzong, and then shouted inside: "Company Commander Wang, don't fight anymore!" I'm Chen Juan, and we're in. Chen Juan took the lead and rushed into the hole, and the people behind followed suit.

As soon as they rushed into the cave, they heard heavy footsteps outside, and Xiao Yao could hear that it should be the sound of military boots stepping on stones. "Eight Grids! Come out! …… Dead, dead! "The Japanese devils walked around the mountain beams and never found the entrance to the cave.

After Xiao Yao entered the cave, he saw Wang Guochang sitting by the big rock not far away, he was blowing the green smoke on a shell gun, looking at Wu Guangzong, like a hunter looking at a leopard that crashed into the hole. At this time, the atmosphere was like blood flowing on the ground, a little coagulated, and no one made a sound except for breathing.

Wang Guochang smiled and said: "Meet on a narrow road, brother, it's not me grabbing land with you now, right?" Wu Guangzong said slowly: "Did you kill my old man and mother?" Wu Guangzong's eyes were like beasts, and when Wang Guochang said the word "yes", he immediately pounced on him and tore him apart.

Wang Guochang's eyes were a little empty, and he said: "This is an extraordinary time, I want to blame you for those poor guys, speaking of which, they are also the long-term workers of your family." Wu Guangzong roared in a low voice: "Mom*, Lao Tzu killed you!" ”