The War of Resistance

After all, the hills behind provided cover for Da Laoben and Bian Xiaolong, and the Japanese army at the other end could only run here as hard as they could.

But when they turned around, they turned into the group of Japanese soldiers on their left. However, no one noticed them, and bullets flew over in front of and behind them.

But now that the two of them were in this situation, it was impossible to fight back, and they could only run forward desperately.

Amidst the sound of running water, Bian Xiaolong noticed that the gunfire on the mountain was louder and more intensive. He thought it was his own gang on the mountain. He found that the two of them were robbed and killed by the Japanese army, so he came to the rescue with firepower.

While running, Bian Xiaolong felt that he had run fast enough.

It is said that the person who knows the least about himself is actually himself. That is from another perspective. So don’t you know how fast you can run?

But after only running forward for a dozen steps, the figure of the old man was blocked on the left side of Bian Xiaolong, and then the two of them walked side by side through the shallow water until they fell into the rocks at the foot of the mountain.

"Stop shooting. The guns on the mountain have stopped firing. The little devils haven't found us yet." The old man gasped while hiding behind the rocks.

Bian Xiaolong wanted to say "Oh", but he was panting so hard that he couldn't speak at all, so he could only nod desperately.

It was obvious that the old man ran much faster than him. Now he saw the Japanese army coming from the left with guns blazing, but they protected his left side.

At this time, Bian Xiaolong looked at the honest face of the old man and didn't know what to say for a moment, but he was so moved that he wanted to cry again.

"If you can still move, walk quickly. I'll carry you around to the back of the mountain." The old man said again.

The old man is not usually a talkative person, but Xiaolong is very petite, which must have aroused his protective desire.

As soon as the big old fool said this, Bian Xiaolong, who had already breathed a little more, spoke: "Do you have to make me cry?"

"Ah?" Da Laobeng was originally a young monk, but this time he really made Bian Xiaolong confused.

He really couldn't understand Bian Xiaolong's inexplicable words.

At this time, Bian Xiaolong stood up from the stone he was leaning on, hunched his waist and turned forward. The old man stopped worrying and followed suit.

The two of us ran and looked up the mountain. Of course we wanted to see ourselves on the mountain.

But the woods on this mountain are airtight. What can the two of them see besides the dark green trees?

"I wonder if our people will go down the mountain quickly?" The old man muttered as he drilled forward.

Bian Xiaolong remained silent, thinking that it would be better for the two of us to escape first and save our lives.

The area of ​​​​the rubble at the bottom of the mountain is really quite large, and due to the heavy rain in summer, when the rainwater comes down from the mountain, it washes out deep ditches.

When Bian Xiaolong and Da Laobeng got up like this, they had to avoid the ditches and bumps, so the speed of the two of them was much slower.

Anyone with some knowledge of geography knows that the summer solstice is the day with the longest day, usually around June 22.

It is now the end of August, two months have passed since the summer solstice, and the days have become much shorter.

When the two of them got out of this mess of rocks, the sky they saw had begun to slowly darken. Where should they find their troops? Both the old fool and the little dragon began to feel worried.

The reason was that by this time, the gunfire had unexpectedly stopped.

Not only did the guard company not fire, but the Japanese soldiers also stopped firing.

"Why didn't you shoot any more?" Bian Xiaolong expressed surprise.

"This means that the enemy and we have separated. Otherwise, they can't look at each other, so naturally they won't shoot." Big Old Stupid analyzed.

Bian Xiaolong said "Oh", but then said randomly: "It's also possible that our people are hiding in the dark. They can see the Japanese Japs, but there are too many Japanese Japs, so they can't shoot."

This time it was the big old fool's turn to say "Oh". He discovered for the first time that Bian Xiaolong's brain was also very useful.

But at this moment, he suddenly noticed someone moving in the woods not far ahead.

Who is that? The old man was confused.

Visibility was decreasing and it was impossible to see who was there.

Is it one of our own?

But if they were members of his own security company, how did they get here?

It was impossible for them to come down directly from the mountain. The trees on the mountain were airtight. There were all kinds of miscellaneous trees and shrubs and vines, so their walking speed would definitely be affected.

If they go down from the mountain to the ground first and go around to the back of the mountain like they did, I wonder if there are also rocks on the other side and the speed can be much faster?

They say soldiers are brave.

But becoming a qualified soldier requires not only bravery, but also wisdom.

Someone who can survive a war indiscriminately and without any prejudgment, unless his family's ancestral grave is smoking, smoking, and burning!

And only a moment later, the big man made a decision. He put the rifle aside and stretched out his hand to pull out his box cannon.

"What do you want to do?" Bian Xiaolong asked.

But then, the old fool answered with his own behavior.

Bian Xiaolong saw Big Boss pointing the box cannon at the top of the woods diagonally ahead and started shooting with "pop", "pop" and "pop"!

The old man was obviously not hitting people, but hitting trees.

He fired the gun very quickly, as if he was trying to fire this semi-automatic pistol into a fully automatic automatic.

"What are you doing?" Bian Xiaolong was surprised.

If both parties are hiding, but the old man is creative and shoots the gun like rain, what are you playing?

"You'll know after you try it," the old fool replied.

"Huh?" Bian Xiaolong was shocked. He didn't have the good eyesight of Big Laoban, so he didn't notice anyone in the woods diagonally ahead.

But, don’t you know it just by trying it?

Just when Big Boss took back his cannon and loaded the bullets into it, the gunfire from the opposite side rang out, and it was like rain hitting banana trees, and the two of them were immediately hit in their hiding place. Jingle!

"It's the Japanese devils!" At this time, the old man said with certainty.

Although there were box cannons and traps in the gunshots, Big Boss could guarantee that it was the Japanese soldiers who shot at him.

Because only the Japanese army would dump ammunition here without hesitation.

It is conceivable that even the guns used by the Japanese plainclothes teams can no longer find ammunition supplies in the Chinese army, and it is not known where the Japanese army came from.

Therefore, from the perspective of the Japanese army, they did not need to skimp on ammunition at all.

As long as these bullets are used up and the guns are thrown away, the mission of these guns as props for pretending to be Chinese will end.

"Let's change places and shoot a few more shots. We have to lure these little devils away. They are blocking our way down the mountain." Big Boss said after finishing the bullets in his gun.

Then he took his box cannon and rifle and used the cover of the rocks to drill in another direction.

Bian Xiaolong, who was moved to tears because he protected him everywhere, now doesn't know what to say.

Is it possible that this old fool is really the reincarnation of the Bodhisattva? He only sees others and not himself?

No one in the company shot at the Japanese, but you idiot took the initiative to stir up trouble. Don't forget, there are a large number of Japanese troops behind them!