"Ah" Zhao Liang stumbled under his feet, and the whole person threw himself forward and fell to the ground. ", it hurts." Zhao Liang, who was in pain from falling, said a foul word like those veteran ruffians, and both palms were stinging and tingling, and I don't know if it was scratched when he fell just now. Now is not the time to take care of his hands, Zhao Liang, who endured the stinging pain, was desperately groping on the ground, the rifle didn't know where it was thrown away, if there was no weapon for self-defense, what if there was a Japanese army at this time?

Zhao Liang is an absolutely lucky person, in the night when he couldn't see his five fingers, he actually found his rifle, and his hand was only slightly bruised, which did not affect the end of the gun shooting. found the rifle, Zhao Liang, who was originally flustered, immediately made up his mind, when he was looking for the gun just now, he had already touched the bushes several times, which means that he had reached the bushes at the edge of the woods, and the fall just now was also because he tripped over the roots of the bushes growing out of the ground.

The woods, I want to go into the woods, holding the rifle, Zhao Liang stood up a little shaky, the 50-meter run and the wrestling just now completely exhausted his body, so Zhao Liang only rubbed the bushes forward with the rifle a little bit. Although it was raining, the dead branches and thorns in the bushes were still sharp, and Zhao Liang's hands had been cut in several places, and the military uniform on his body had also been torn in several places, but he still endured the pain and continued to walk forward.

The sudden softness of his feet made the cold and hungry Zhao Liang almost cry, and he knew that he was stepping on the thick rotten leaves in the woods under his feet, and he had already entered the woods. Holding on to a big tree and resting for a while, Zhao Liang continued to walk deep into the woods, only by going deeper into it, could he have a chance to avoid the pursuit of the Japanese army, Zhao Liang would still remember what the veterans of the new 22nd Division said before being scattered by the Japanese army.

Just around a few big trees and a large vine, Zhao Liang, who wanted to stop and rest, suddenly heard a Japanese voice, and sneaked in the direction of the Japanese for only ten meters, Zhao Liang saw a bonfire under a huge banyan tree, two Japanese soldiers were drinking and laughing around the bonfire, and not far from them, there was a Japanese soldier squatting with a bayonet cleaning two pheasants, looking like it was going to roast pheasants on the bonfire for a while.

At this time, Zhao Liang's mind was full of the pheasants that the Japanese soldiers were cleaning up, and Zhao Liang, who was hungry and cold, longed to sit around the bonfire and eat pheasant like those Japanese soldiers, but he knew that he couldn't. Zhao Liang didn't know if they had any other people, what if he shot rashly, what if the rest of them came back when he exchanged fire with these three Japanese soldiers? Zhao Liang's heart was full of contradictions.

There are many poisonous insects such as drought locusts, poisonous spiders, and flower-footed mosquitoes in the jungles of Myanmar, and if you are not careful, the soldiers marching in the jungle will be attacked by them, but Zhao Liang has a way, he has learned herbal medicine knowledge from his grandfather for several years since he was a child, and he knows which herbs can be used to prepare anti-poisonous insect powder, and it is also colorless and odorless powder. This way of escaping, Zhao Liang actually hasn't thrown away the anthelmintic medicine he configured in Mandalay in his spare time, which just came in handy. took out the medicinal powder in the flat iron box from his arms and sprinkled it on his body and the ground around him, Zhao Liang found a suitable place to lie down, quietly waiting for the opportunity.

The butt of the gun should be tightened, the target should be in a straight line with the crosshair and eyes, and the breathing should be adjusted when shooting, so as not to affect the accuracy when shooting, Zhao Liang silently read what the shooting instructor had said, and put his Zhongzheng rifle on his shoulder. The two Japanese soldiers drinking by the campfire were not Zhao Liang's first target, Zhao Liang set his first target on the Japanese soldiers who were cleaning up pheasants. The veterans who taught him said that when they encounter more than one enemy, they must first defeat the guy who is a big threat to themselves, and the two Japanese soldiers by the campfire have almost drunk half a bottle of wine, so Zhao Liang set his first goal as the Japanese soldier who stays awake.

In Zhao Liang's muttering, the two Japanese soldiers sitting around the campfire quickly drank the bottle of wine, and they looked a little drunk. The pheasant that Zhao Liang was looking forward to was also set up on the bonfire, and the bonfire at this time was mostly red charcoal, and such a fire-roasted pheasant was the best. Large drops of grease dripped into the coals, making a sizzling sound, accompanied by the aroma of barbecue, Zhao Liang, who was already hungry at the downwind position, couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and tightened the end of the rifle in his hand.

Time passed minute by minute, and the other Japanese soldiers in Zhao Liang's imagination did not appear, and he vaguely listened to the small talk of the three Japanese soldiers and found that these three guys were Japanese soldiers who had fallen behind in the search, and they had lost contact with the search team, and they also wanted to wait until dawn to find their search team. At this time, Zhao Liang was so hungry that he could eat a cow, and seeing that the pheasant on the bonfire was about to be cooked, he simply thought that Zhao Liang had already hit the chest of the Japanese soldier who had not drunk with a crosshair.

"Bang" Zhao Liang's shoulder shook back, the bullet in the chamber of the gun had already been shot, and the chest of the Japanese soldier who was caught in the crosshair set "poofed" and splashed a stream of bloody arrows, and the whole person was already lying on his back. "Kala" Zhao Liang just saw the Japanese soldier fall on his back with the peripheral vision of his eyes, so he quickly pulled the bolt and pushed another bullet into the chamber, "pop" The Japanese soldier who just wanted to reach out to get the roast chicken had a blood flower blooming on his neck, and the whole person was also carried by the thrust of the bullet to his right side.

The Japanese soldier at the end of "Baga" was already a little dazed, but his two companions died in front of him one after another, and the little alcohol in his mind had already been woken up, and he immediately rolled on a lazy donkey and threw himself at the rifle standing aside. "Bang" Zhao Liang's third shot fired, and the whistling bullet hit the Japanese soldier's thigh, but unfortunately Zhao Liang's speed of pulling the bolt was still a step slower, and the Japanese soldier had already grabbed his rifle in his hand, and had already pushed the bullet to load and aim in the direction of Zhao Liang.

"Bang" The crisp sound of the 38 rifle sounded, and Zhao Liang, who was concentrating on aiming, felt a wisp of hot wind passing through his left ear, and the bullet fired by the Japanese army had already flown past his left ear. Zhao Liang, who shouted good luck, pulled the trigger steadily, and between the backshocks of his shoulder, the bullet with scorching killing intent rushed out and knocked the half-kneeling Japanese soldier to the ground.

Zhao Liang, who pushed the bullet into the chamber, looked at the three Japanese soldiers lying by the campfire without blinking, and the muzzle of the gun also moved back and forth between the three of them, constantly changing the target, and after more than a dozen breaths, the three Japanese soldiers by the campfire still did not move. The roast chicken on the bonfire already smelled mushy, and Zhao Liang, who couldn't wait any longer, ran over with a roar, ignoring the hot hands of the roast chicken, and ignoring the stains on his hands, picked up a Japanese steel helmet on the ground, and put the two pheasants that had been roasted by the fire into the steel helmet.

Fortunately, the pheasants were not all roasted, and the hungry Zhao Liang couldn't take care of so much, and directly sat cross-legged on the ground with a steel helmet and devoured the roast chicken with a mushy smell. According to Zhao Liang's previous meals, he couldn't eat two chickens, but now the two roast chickens have entered his stomach in less than 5 minutes, and Zhao Liang, who was choked by the chicken, rolled his eyes, and still felt that he was not full.

"Not good" Zhao Liang, who was still hiccuping, suddenly had the feeling of pinprick on his back that he had hidden in the grass before, and before he could react, the heavy object smashed from behind had already pressed Zhao Liang to lie on the side of the bonfire. "Hmm" Zhao Liang, who was suddenly hit hard, was smashed and almost turned his back on his back, but the obsession in his heart to survive made him struggle hard, and the sound of breathing from the back of his neck made Zhao Liang know that it should be someone who pounced on him, could it be that there were Japanese soldiers again? Zhao Liang, who was shocked in his heart, struggled even more violently.

Zhao Liang was only a 19-year-old child after all, although he had shot and killed three Japanese soldiers one after another, but it was not his strong point to really fight hand-to-hand with people, so Zhao Liang, who was struggling, quickly ran out of strength and was firmly suppressed to the ground by the person who threw him down from behind. With a "snap" gunshot, Zhao Liang, who had already given up struggling, felt a heavy object pressing heavily on him, and there was a fishy hot feeling around his neck.

Zhao Liang, who no longer felt the person behind him move, reached out and touched his neck, and took a closer look through the light of the bonfire, his hands were full of blood. "You kid is not afraid of death, tsk, just for the sake of stuttering, you forced yourself to this part." A pair of big feet full of mud like Zhao Liang appeared in front of Zhao Liang, and Zhao Liang, who was still pressed by heavy objects, couldn't look up, but he knew that the person who appeared in front of him should not be a Japanese soldier, because this person spoke Chinese.

"The next time you kill the little devil, remember to mend the corpse before cleaning the battlefield, if we hadn't rushed over listening to the gunshots, you would have been stabbed to death with a bayonet by this devil soldier." The corpse of the Japanese soldier pressed on Zhao Liang's body was vigorously pushed away, and Zhao Liang, who had been pressed, was also vigorously pulled up from the ground, and subconsciously turned his head to look over, Zhao Liang saw that the corpse of the Japanese soldier whose head had been shattered by bullets on his side was indeed holding a bayonet in his hand.

Zhao Liang, who was very scared in his heart, looked up at the person who stretched out his hand to pull him up, just glanced at it, Zhao Liang was stunned, it was a young national army officer who saved him, and in the place where the two Japanese soldiers were drinking, there were several expeditionary soldiers in raincoats who were checking the belongings found from the corpses of the Japanese soldiers. "My name is Tang Cheng, these are my brothers, if you want to kill devils, you can follow us, if you want to go home, you can also follow us, there are more people than you alone." The young officer who stretched out his hand to pull Zhao Liang up said with a smile gently, those deep eyes made Zhao Liang nod involuntarily.