Qu Bing carried two guns and grenades on his back, and he had not rested well for two days, and his steps staggered a little, and he ran towards the woods in front of the mountain.

When the Japanese officer came to the bamboo forest, he saw that the two Japanese soldiers had lost their breath, and he was so angry that he looked around and directed the Japanese soldiers to chase after the hillside behind the bamboo forest.

Qu Bing ran desperately, he knew that as long as the Japanese soldiers caught up, his small life would be gone, his own life did not matter, the key to his revenge plan would be shattered, he only killed two Japanese soldiers, but under Jiuquan there were still hundreds of his students' families and villagers waiting for him to take revenge. He must run out and avenge them with these two guns.

The Japanese soldiers chased out of the bamboo forest and saw Qu Bing, the bayonets on his two guns shining brightly in the setting sun, and the blood stains on the bayonets could be faintly seen.

The Japanese officer gritted his teeth and brandished his command knife and ordered the Japanese soldiers to shoot.

Qu Bing entered the grove about a hundred meters away, and at that moment, bullets whistled over his head, hitting trees or rocks.

"It's broken, the devil is catching up." Qu Bing rushed desperately towards the woods.

The Japanese soldiers were in hot pursuit, and they chased desperately while firing guns.

When Qu Bing entered the grove, the Japanese soldier was less than 300 meters away from him, the bullet screamed and hit around him, he used the tree trunk as a cover, so that his speed was much slower, when he rushed out of the woods and ran up the hill, the Japanese soldier was more than 200 meters away from him, seeing that Qu Bing was completely exposed to their field of vision, the Japanese soldier howled and raised his gun.

Qu Bing dodged and hid behind the rocks, he knew that if he climbed up like this, he would not run far, he looked at the terrain and ran in the other direction along the rocks.

More than a dozen Japanese soldiers dispersed, they did not pay attention to the Chinese in front of them at all, and when they saw Qu soldiers hiding behind the rocks, they shouted and rushed upward.

Just as Qu Bing was about to be surrounded, two figures appeared in front of him, and Qu Bing raised his gun in horror.

At this moment, the middle-aged man spoke: "Don't be afraid, we are hunters in this mountain. ”

At that moment, the little hunter raised his gun and fired a shot at the nearest Japanese soldier, and the Japanese soldier howled and rolled to the ground.

"Dad, there are a lot of them, and our guns are not good—" The little hunter glared at Qu Bing and didn't speak.

"What's wrong, little brother." Qu Bing looked at him puzzled.

"You don't have guns, why don't you shoot them?" The little hunter asked angrily.

"I won't use it, will I?" Qu Bing is embarrassed.

"Then give it to me." As he spoke, the little hunter reached out and grabbed it.

"Ergou, don't do this." The old hunter scolded.

"Yes, you fight." Only then did Qu Bing remember to let them use it. He smiled at the old hunter and said, "I robbed the devil's gun to beat the devil." With that, he took off his gun and brought it to them.

"Great." The little hunter took the gun, looked and looked, and suddenly he jumped up and drew an arc in the air, just through the gap between the two rocks, and in this space, he pulled the plate machine, and Qu Bing quickly looked in the direction where he shot it, and at this time a Japanese soldier was rushing towards them, and a bullet also hit the center of the Japanese soldier's eyebrows.

"It's amazing." Qu Bing shouted excitedly.

"What's going on?" At this time, the little hunter was a little dumbfounded when he looked at the gun, and looked at Qu Bing and shouted.

Qu Bing didn't think about it, took the gun in the old hunter's hand, demonstrated it to the little hunter, and then he threw the bullet bag to the little hunter.

With this gun, the little hunter was like a tiger with wings, and the two Japanese soldiers who rushed in front were killed by him one after another.

"Good guns, that's great." Qu Bing admired.

At this time, the Japanese soldiers found that the opponent's marksmanship was too accurate to get close. At this time, a Japanese soldier took out a grenade and threw it towards the place where the soldiers were hiding.

The little hunter just glanced at it, didn't think about it, raised his gun and fired, and heard a grenade explode in the air with a bang.

Qu Bing glanced at the little hunter and admired him sincerely, but if this continued, the devil would use the mountain stone as a cover to get close to them, and then it would not be a grenade, and then dozens of them would be thrown at the same time, thinking of this, he looked at the old hunter and asked. "Uncle, do we have a way to go?"

"What's the matter, let him fight for a while, right?" The old hunter said very confidently.

"No, uncle, we'll die here." Qu Bing said anxiously.

"How so?" The old hunter said with a smile.

"One moment they will throw grenades at the same time, and then we will not be able to fly.

"That's the case, let's go." It was then that the old hunter came to his senses, and he made a gesture to the little hunter.

"Dad, let's go, let me clean up these little Japan." From time to time, the little hunter changed his movements, watching the Japanese soldiers who rushed up.

Only the Japanese soldier who was hit by the shotgun was still screaming in pain on the ground, and the other three all saw Hades, and the Japanese commander did not dare to act rashly when he saw this situation. He commanded the other Japanese soldiers to use the rocks as cover, and slowly approached the place where the soldiers were hiding.

"Hurry up little brother, or you won't be able to go." Qu Bing anxiously pulled the little hunter and said.

"Are you leaving?" The little hunter glanced at Qu Bing and said angrily.

"Let's go—" The old hunter reprimanded in a low voice, and after saying that, he had snatched the Japanese from the little hunter. The cat ran around the rocks and towards the back mountain.

The little hunter smumbled after him, muttering something.

They ran about 100 meters away when they saw grenades thrown like swarms towards their hiding place, although they heard a series of explosions, and the blasted stones flew dozens of meters away.

At this time, the little hunter stuck out his tongue and walked quickly to Qu Bing's side and asked. "What kind of artillery are they using?

"It's called a grenade, and if we're still there, we won't be able to live if we don't die." Qu Bing quickened his pace at this time. Follow the old hunter into the col. After following them for about two hours, they came to a cave, saying that it was the entrance to the cave, Qu Bing didn't look like a cave, because the entrance of the cave was too small, and only one person was allowed to bend down to enter, but could it be big inside?

"What's the matter, young man," the old hunter asked in surprise, and when he didn't look back and didn't see Qu Bing.

"This is where you live?" Qu Bing asked suspiciously.

"Yes?" The old hunter looked at him questioningly.

"How many people can live in such a small space?" Qu Bing still hesitated, not knowing whether to advance or not.

"Little—" The old hunter laughed heartily when he heard this, and you go in and see what he was saying.