Tang Cheng turned his gun and prepared to fire at the two extra Japanese soldiers, but the other party divided one and rushed towards him, while the remaining one suddenly fell to the ground. Is it reloading? Tang Cheng, who was kneeling on one knee, couldn't see it very clearly, but the Japanese soldier lying on the ground had already put his hand on the bullet pouch in front of his chest, and it was broken, and if he loaded the bullet into the chamber, he would be in trouble. Tang Cheng's head buzzed like a thunderbolt, and he definitely couldn't give them a chance to reload his bullets, so Tang Cheng, who reacted, got up and rushed forward.

The Japanese soldier who was rushing towards him with a big stride was really big, holding a bayonet, it was estimated that he was a good hand in hand-to-hand combat, and the lower body looked better, and the majestic upper body almost grew into a square like a mahjong tile, and the two were only a few meters apart, Tang Cheng didn't see where his neck grew. The two bullets fired at close range made the Japanese soldiers rushing on the opposite side have no time and chance to dodge, and the "poof" and "poof" bullets drilled into the body of the Japanese soldier, and the warhead after penetrating the skin and muscle tissue of the human body seemed to have touched the bones, so that Tang Cheng, who was passing by him, clearly heard the "rattling" sound of broken bones, which made Tang Cheng shudder a little. "Ah" Tang Cheng, who was trying his best to rush forward, suddenly fell forward, and the Japanese soldier who fell to the ground sideways with two bullets in the chest was not killed immediately, and reached out and grabbed one of Tang Cheng's legs before the most reluctant consciousness broke away from the body, and Tang Cheng, who fell to the ground, fell to the ground precisely because of this.

"Bang" Tang Cheng directly lay sideways on the ground and fired a shot, and the Japanese soldier whose head was cut off by a bullet let go, fortunately this is a wild land, and the soil is not very hard, otherwise the fall just now would be enough for Tang Cheng to bear. But even if he fell on the soil, Tang Cheng's wound that had not healed collapsed again, and blood instantly leaked out of the strip of cloth that wrapped around the wound, and the arm holding M1911 was so painful that he could barely lift it.

Absolutely can't die here, absolutely not, Tang Cheng changed the M1911 to his left hand and shot at the Japanese soldier who was filling the chamber with bullets, but at a distance of a few meters, none of the four bullets fired by Tang Cheng hit. The sound of "click" and "click" representing empty guns made Tang Cheng shocked, and he completely forgot to count the number of shots he had fired, so much so that he now emptied all 7 rounds in the magazine. Tang Cheng, whose mind was blank, even heard the sound of the Japanese soldier pulling the bolt and pushing the bullet, which carried the smell of death and made Tang Cheng's hair stand on end.

"Ah" didn't have time to think about it, and before he could pick up his rifle, Tang Cheng, who was carrying the M1911 in one hand, fit and crashed over. The tearing pain from the wound kept Tang Cheng awake very well, and after colliding with the Japanese soldier's body, Tang Cheng wrapped his barely conscious right arm around the Japanese soldier's neck, and picked up M1911 with his left hand and slammed his head. Tang Cheng is not left-handed, and it is not very easy to smash people with his left hand, and he only smashed it twice before being pushed away by the Japanese soldiers who were pressed under him.

The two of them distanced themselves a little, but this seemed to be more powerful to Tang Cheng, and he rounded his arm and smashed it violently, with a crisp "rattle", and the head of the Japanese soldier with a soft military hat immediately collapsed. "Quack" again, Tang Cheng, who seized the opportunity, smashed down again, and M1911 was used by Tang Cheng like a hammer, and the heavy handle of the gun fell fiercely on the collapse of the takeout just now. "Poof" The thick plasma flew out, and Tang Cheng, who was covered with blood, looked like a murderous demon from hell, and the hot and bloody plasma made Tang Cheng's throat itch and spit out directly.

Enduring nausea and the sharp pain of the wound, Tang Cheng knelt on the ground, replaced the magazine of the bloodstained M1911, and then staggered up and walked towards the dirt pit. Tang Cheng's sudden appearance and what happened afterwards gave the two national troops great courage, from Tang Cheng's sudden fire to help the battle, they used all their strength to hold the Japanese soldiers who attacked them and kept rolling on the ground, no matter what, they just couldn't give these two Japanese soldiers the possibility of freeing up their hands to help the battle.

"Bang" The Japanese soldier who was choking the opponent's neck fell with blood on his head, and Tang Cheng's shot was simply a shot fired on the temple of the Japanese soldier. Another Japanese soldier who was still pestering himself was also shot and fell, this time the part of the bullet was the neck, and the neck pierced by the bullet was bleeding one by one with the convulsions of the body. "You two go and refill the guns that are not dead, I am out of energy." Tang Cheng, who was sore all over, sat on the ground with a rough mouth, but the M1911 in his hand was tightly held in his hand.

Pursued all the way by the Japanese soldiers, and then suffered a grenadier and then fought hand-to-hand with the Japanese, the two national army routs who were rescued by Tang Cheng can still be said to be effective, except for some small injuries on their bodies, they seem to be more neat than Tang Cheng. "My name is Niu Manho, this is our squad leader Xie Sanwa, little brother, you rest first, and leave the rest to my old cow, to ensure that it is all right." The large bull-filled rout walked towards the corpses of the Japanese soldiers on the ground with bayonets, but Xie Sanwa sat down next to Tang Cheng.

"Little brother, you also eat guns, right? In the way you hold the gun, it's exactly the same as our company commander. Xie Sanwa accosted Tang Cheng well, but the latter seemed to be a little reluctant to deal with people, and Xie Sanwa, who was bored, had to tear off a strip of cloth from the corpse of the Japanese soldier at her feet, and clumsily bandaged the wound on her thigh. Xie Sanwa's thigh was grazed by a stray bullet, and the actual injury was not serious when she saw the blood, as for the long calf-like Niu Manho, it seemed that she was not injured at all.

Tang Cheng, who had been sitting on the ground and resting for a while, stood up, and carefully checked the pockets of those Japanese soldiers under Xie Sanwa's puzzled gaze, cigarettes, matches, and silver dollars, all of which were gathered together by Tang Cheng. "I'll take only one copy, the rest is yours, and less than two miles south is the avenue, and on the avenue you may find the carriage." Tang Cheng grabbed two packs of cigarettes and a few silver dollars and put them in his pocket, then bent down and picked up the shell gun that he had thrown out of the dart as a dart.

"Where is the little brother going? Maybe we're on the same page. Xie Sanwa looked at Tang Cheng as she put the rest of the cigarettes, matches, and silver dollars into the dirty bag around her waist. The salaries of the soldiers of the national army are not high, and the commander's deductions from time to time have not much left in the hands of the soldiers, and the soldiers of the national army with poor temperament will gather to extort money, buy and sell by force, and those with better temperament are to clean up the battlefield and make some floating money. Although it sounds bad to make a fortune from the dead, it is always better to go over and rob the people's things, Xie Sanwa saw that Tang Cheng was so skilled in checking things, and he had already concluded in his heart that this kid was also a deserter like himself.

But Tang Cheng didn't give him a chance to talk at all, and after standing still and replacing the spare magazines for both pistols, he just took a hanging bag and three grenades from one of the corpses and turned away. Taking a grenade is Tang Cheng's temporary idea, throwing a pistol to relieve the siege, Tang Cheng has done it several times in a row, although he can save the day every time, but it doesn't mean that he can be so lucky next time, compared to when a dart throws a pistol, throwing a grenade seems to be safer and more powerful.

"Squad leader, why did the little brother leave? I haven't thanked him yet. Niu Manchu, who came back with a bayonet, saw that Tang Cheng had gone away, and turned his head to ask Xie Sanwa in confusion, and Xie Sanwa, who was asked, just shook his head, but didn't say a word. Tang Cheng didn't actually go far, and after going around a circle, he returned to the dirt slope where he had just hidden, and the bullets on his body were only two magazines in the pistol. In Qiandeng Town, he had seen the arrogance of the rout of the national army, and for the safety of the old man's family surnamed Wu, he had to watch the two national rout leave, otherwise he would kill them.

Fortunately, Tang Cheng's worries were superfluous, Xie Sanwa and Niu Manchu discussed in a low voice, and then walked in the direction Tang Cheng pointed with two rifles and bulging bags. I couldn't see Xie Sanwa's back anymore, Tang Cheng then put away the gun and walked towards the grove, the wound that collapsed again became more and more painful, Tang Cheng's whole arm couldn't be used, and Tang Cheng had no choice but to carry the shell gun with his left hand, put the M1911 and the grenade into a hanging bag and hang it around his neck.

"Why is this still hurting?" The family of three of the old man surnamed Wu hid in the bushes as Tang Cheng explained when he left, and seeing that Tang Cheng's bloodstained left arm was still dripping blood, the old man surnamed Wu threw down the wooden stick in his hand and hurried up to meet him. The gunfire just now made the four people hiding in the grove frightened, and the black-faced man with only a dagger simply left the three of his ancestors and grandchildren around him and left alone, and the old man surnamed Wu, who was already old, discussed with his wife, and simply stayed where he was and waited for Tang Cheng to come back, but he didn't expect Tang Cheng to really come back, but he came back with injuries.

"Uncle, do you hurt? It won't hurt if you blow it, and when Xiaohua breaks her leg, I blow it and it won't hurt. The old man surnamed Wu redressed Tang Cheng's wounds, and the little girl nested in the old woman's arms also came over, the child's soft voice made Tang Cheng's heart warm, and the pain on his body seemed to be much weaker.

"We have to get out of here quickly, there is a group of Japanese soldiers disguised as the national army chasing and killing the rout of the national army, I just killed 12 of them, if there are such Japanese soldiers in this area, they will definitely start a search, continue to stay here will only wait for them to find them." Tang Cheng took out the silver dollars that were scavenged from the dead body from the hanging bag and handed them to the old man surnamed Wu. "Uncle, you take this money, if the Japanese soldiers catch up, I will go to block them, you take your family to find a village and buy a big car and leave quickly, if the Japanese soldiers don't come, let's go to Nanjing together."