"Sharpshooters, they have sharpshooters." The bandits hiding on the slope began to shout indiscriminately, and for a while, the firepower to suppress the guerrillas also weakened, and the two guerrillas who had been lying under the cart also took the opportunity to roll down the roadbed. "Pap" "Pap" "Pap" The young man who stayed on the mound fired his gun quickly, and after firing more than a dozen bullets in a row, more than a dozen of the bandits hiding in the grass by the river were hit by his bullets and became corpses.

When the young man on the hill filled the bullet in the last bullet bridge into the magazine and was about to aim again, he was suddenly surprised to find that the bandits on the other side of the road had set up a light machine gun at some point, and the light machine gun had already aimed the muzzle of the black hole at where he was. "Damn" was a completely instinctive reaction, and the young man on the mound suddenly shrank back, tightening himself into a spherical shape, and the whole person rolled down the mound.

'Whoosh~~~' With the rapid sound of gunshots, the dense bullets like raindrops tore through the air and flew rapidly over the young man's body, and the sound that could kill people frightened the young man's heart 'fluttering' rapidly. This feeling between life and death is too scary, and the adrenaline secreted in large quantities also makes the young man who rolled off the dirt a little stiff.

The young man in the "snap" suddenly stopped sideways, and for a moment, the rifle he held tightly in his hand spat out a bullet again. There was a soft "poof", and like the previous machine gunners who had been shot and killed, the bandit machine gunners, who were holding the butt of their guns and were catching their targets, were shot in the head and fell. "Pop" was another gunshot, and the machine gun assistant shooter who wanted to take over the shooting also fell with the bullet, and such accurate marksmanship finally became the straw that crushed the defense line in the hearts of the bandits.

It was found that the bandits on the slope were retreating, but the young man who had only the last bullet left in the magazine got up and rushed down the hill and quickly chased after the retreating bandits. The young man who was running suddenly raised his gun and shot, and the last bandit fell down in response, and the other bandits no longer cared about their comrades who were shot and fell behind, but screamed and accelerated their retreat.

"He's a really fast runner." In Yao Huilan's exclamation, the young man who rushed down the mound threw away the Hanyang-made rifle that had exhausted all the bullets in his hand, bent down to pick up the rifle next to the corpse of the bandit who had fallen behind, and of course, the belt around the corpse's waist and the cartridge box hanging on the belt. The heavy cartridge box finally made a smile finally appear on the young man's face, as long as there were enough bullets, he could leave all the retreating bandits in this field.

The bandits who ambushed the mule team had ceased fire and retreated, and the students hidden under the roadbed were pulled onto the road by the surviving guerrillas. Yao Huilan had been looking far away to find the young man just now, and the gunshots rang out again on the slope in the distance, making the group of students who had just escaped from danger crouch on the road again, and two of the several guerrillas who were still alive had already rushed to the place where the gunshots were heard.

Matsumoto, whose face was covered with blood on half of his face, ran very hard, and he was the fattest person in the entire team, and in every recruit training, Matsumoto would be the last one. But just now, a bullet that grazed Matsumoto's neck shattered Kojiro's head, and the hot blood sprayed on his face made Matsumoto instantly as light as a swallow, but it was a pity that Matsumoto couldn't maintain this state for a long time, and he was once again left behind.

"I'm going home, Mom, I'm going home." Having a nervous breakdown and crying all the time, Matsumoto threw away his rifle, his belt with the cartridge box on it, his backpack, and all that was left of him was a water bottle and a bayonet. Matsumoto, who was desperate to throw away his load, was fast again, and soon, out of breath, he caught up with the bandits who were also out of breath, and seeing Matsumoto traveling lightly, the other bandits also began to throw away the debris that was in the way.

"Bang" The bandit Lao Liu, who ran at the front, fell down in response, and Matsumoto and the others couldn't help but be horrified, especially the timid Matsumoto rushed into the bushes on the side in a panic. "Snap" A bandit who raised his gun and tried to return fire flipped on his back, and the bullets fired from a distance accurately carved a transparent hole in his chest, while Matsumoto, who was hiding in the bushes, did nothing, he just tried his best to control his spirit and emotions, and reached out to cover his mouth tightly, for fear that he would make a sound and invite death.

The gunshots outside the bushes came one after another, and Matsumoto saw through the gaps in the bushes that the bandits who had been with him for a short time were shot and fell one after another, and while admiring the accuracy of the pursuers' marksmanship, Matsumoto also secretly prayed that he would not be discovered by the pursuers. The sound of ropes walking in the field finally came, and at this moment, Matsumoto, who had been flustered, found that he suddenly became unusually calm. Slowly pulling out the bayonet at his waist, Matsumoto adjusted his posture and stretched one leg under him, and also held the bayonet so that the blade was against his forearm.

Matsumoto's first sight was a pair of tattered cloth shoes, and then a pair of torn pants, looking up at the pants, Matsumoto couldn't help but be surprised, and the pursuer who appeared in his sight was suddenly a young boy in shabby clothes. The young man with the rifle in his hand seemed to be very cautious, his fingers never leaving the trigger of the rifle, and the muzzle of the gun moved with the movement of his gaze.

"Nani?" When Matsumoto saw the young man's face, he couldn't help but be surprised, because the young man in front of him was too young, and he only looked slightly older than the high school student Matsumoto knew. Xu was breathing heavier because of the shock in Matsumoto's heart, and the young man, who was a few meters away from the bushes, suddenly stopped and pointed his gun at Matsumoto's side.

Matsumoto, who knew that he had been exposed, let out a loud shout, and rushed out of the bushes with a bayonet in his hand to pounce on the young man a few meters away, and Matsumoto, who was already cornered, could only give it a go. "Hmm" with a cry of pain, Matsumoto, who rushed out of the bushes, was hit in the chest head-on by the butt of the gun, and before Matsumoto, who fell to the ground on his back, came back to his senses, the muzzle of the black hole was already on his head, and at the same time, a cold voice reminded him, "Don't move, or it will kill you." ”

Matsumoto, who had been defeated in one blow, was held to his head with a gun, and in addition to being frightened, Matsumoto was also surprised that this young man with an indifferent expression could speak fluent Japanese. The movement behind him made Lu Yuan, who was about to question the prisoner, shrink behind the bush where Matsumoto was hiding just now, and when he confirmed that it was the two guerrillas who made the movement, he relaxed and regained control of Matsumoto, who had completely given up resistance.

When Ma Xiaobao and Zhao Gang caught up, they found that the bandits who took the initiative to retreat after the failure of the ambush just now seemed to have all been killed, and it was the nameless boy who picked them up on the side of the road yesterday who rescued them. The place that had just experienced the great war was a mess, and the corpses were strewn everywhere. And after Lu Yuan used a bayonet to break the tendons of Hashimoto's hands and feet, he was holding a rifle, in front of those lying bandits, stepping on their wounds with his feet, and found that the person who could still send * and react was a shot, and he looked very sophisticated in his gestures.

"That's a Japanese guy over there, and I think you might be interested in him." After Lu Yuan examined all the corpses here, he began to lean down and rummage through the pockets of the corpses. Seeing that the two guerrillas who came with him were only standing still in a daze, he turned his head and nodded at Hashimoto, who was screaming miserably, and then continued to concentrate on rummaging through the corpses of the bandits for things and money that could be used.

It was only at this time that Lu Yuan realized that the rifle he picked up was the 38 rifle equipped by the Japanese army in World War II, no wonder he felt that the impact point was much more accurate when he shot just now. Among a group of bandits who were originally roaring in the Wuthering Mountains, not only Japanese appeared, but also Japanese-style weapons and equipment, so Lu Yuan couldn't help but be cautious secretly.

Ma Xiaobao and Zhao Gang couldn't understand that Lu Yuan alone was the one who shot these bandits, but after seeing Hashimoto, who was cut by Lu Yuan with a bayonet, the two already understood Lu Yuan's cruel methods. Although I don't know where I am, but there are traces of Japanese in the middle of a group of bandits, this is obviously not a stupid bridge for the Japanese to join the bandits, Lu Yuan began to think about his future path while rummaging through the things he could use.

While Yao Huilan and the other students on the highway endured their grief to collect the corpses, Lu Yuan had already carefully rummaged through the corpses of all the bandits, and from the anomalies on these corpses, Lu Yuan had been able to determine that there were at least five Japanese mixed among the bandits. All the weapons and ammunition that could be found were neatly placed together, and the money and belongings found from the bandits were also piled up into a small pile, and when Ma Xiaobao found Lu Yuan, Lu Yuan, who had already changed into a pair of shoes, was fiddling with a shell gun.

After discovering that the last bandit who had been kept alive by himself could speak Japanese, Lu Yuan checked the corpses one by one after replenishing all the corpses. It turned out that at least four of the bandits who were shot by themselves were Japanese, because they were not only wearing crotch cloths, but also had large gaps between the thumbs and fingers of their feet. Sensing that the two guerrillas were looking at him, Lu Yuan pointed to the corpses on the ground that had been stripped naked by him and said, "The Japanese have worn clogs since childhood, so there is a big gap between the thumbs and fingers of their feet, and only the Japanese wear crotch cloths. ”