Bright Sword: Koi, we have reached the enemy's base camp

Wang Hao and Yan Shuangying saw this and quickly stopped him.

"Uncle Gouzi, don't be anxious. Find out the truth first. We won't ignore this matter."

Wang Hao was a little embarrassed to pronounce this name.

But there is no way around it, rural people of this era like to call themselves by such names.

Why do they like to call it this way? That’s because the old people in the village said that the more humble the name, the easier it is to feed it.

What? You mean your name?

Forget it. No one in the whole village can read. It's good enough to have a name that can be called out. You still want a famous name? What a joke!

When the middle-aged hunter heard that Wang Hao wanted to stop him, he immediately became anxious.

"Brother Wang Hao, what else do you have to ask? The Japanese have already entered the village, and everyone has been gathered in the threshing ground. If we go back too late, they will die."

Wang Hao took a deep breath.

"Okay. We can talk on the way. Yan Shuangying, immediately order the troops to return along the same route. Our destination is Liujiazhuang."

"Yes."

Yan Shuangying agreed and immediately shouted loudly.

"Captain of the First Company, Captain of the Second Company..."

The two company commanders ran over immediately.

"Brother Eagle, what do you say?"

Yan Shuangying said: "Captain of the First Company, arrange a platoon to be the vanguard, and the others will follow behind, running as fast as possible. The destination is Liujiazhuang."

It's more than ten kilometers, and if you run at full speed, you can get back in just over half an hour.

Hope it's not too late.

The rear troops became the front troops and started running at full speed.

Fortunately, the 200 people selected by Wang Hao are all elites. They are not only good at fighting, but also very good at running.

However, they had just run halfway when they heard banging noises ahead.

Yes, the vanguard platoon encountered the Japanese and a fight broke out.

"Son of a bitch, damned little devils, brothers, grab your weapons and kill them for me."

Wang Hao shouted angrily.

There is no need to think about it. Since the Japanese have chased us here, something must have happened in Liujiazhuang.

Wang Hao has lived two lifetimes and knows the character of the Japanese devils well.

"Brothers, come on, kill these little devils..."

The Eighth Route Army soldiers immediately rushed forward.

Gou Zi and the two young men followed behind, rushing forward without any fear.

The middle-aged hunter Gouzi only had a homemade gun in his hand, while the two young men only had a bow and arrow.

Even so, they were not afraid at all.

On the Japanese side, as soon as the gunshots were heard, the Japanese captain immediately became excited.

"Yoshi, I found them, I found them."

The Japanese captain drew his command knife and swung it forward wildly.

"Warriors, charge forward and destroy them. Don't let them escape..."

For a while, the two sides started fighting on the mountain.

In fact, they were now on a hillside, with Wang Hao's troops on the top and the Japanese troops on the bottom.

Therefore, Wang Hao's troops still have a great advantage.

However, these Japanese soldiers were not afraid at all. They fought for their lives and rushed up.

Yes, they are just Tubalu, right? What is there to be afraid of?

When the Tubalu saw the little devils, they had to run away. When have you ever seen the little devils run away?

As a result, both sides had a very exciting fight.

The vanguard in front is the monkey row.

There were only thirty or so of them, all of them were armed with Type 38 rifles. Thirty or so of them were holding more than thirty guns, and they just held off the charge of thousands of Japanese soldiers.

Although they were good at shooting, there were too many Japanese devils and they couldn't defeat them at all.

Fortunately, the Japanese are now charging upwards and their speed cannot be increased at all.

Monkey and the thirty or so guys refused to retreat and kept killing the Japanese soldiers with their guns.

If you really can't stand it, throw a grenade.

Thousands of Japanese soldiers were unable to charge forward, and instead suffered heavy casualties and losses.

"Bakayalu, what's going on? Haven't you eaten yet? Aren't you going to fight?"

"Kill it for me, kill the chicken for me..."

"Rush, rush..."

The Japanese captain was waving his command knife and roaring wildly to cheer up those little Japanese soldiers.

However, no matter how he shouted, the Japanese soldiers just couldn't rush forward. From a distance, they seemed to be only 50 meters away, but they just couldn't rush forward.

The Japanese captain was really furious.

There were clearly only twenty or thirty Eighth Route Army soldiers in front of them, but they managed to block the charge of thousands of people.

Do you think this is outrageous?

"Captain Tanaka, take your squadron and go around from the side. We need to win the battle as soon as possible."

"You must capture them for me. The division commander has issued a death order. We must capture them. Do you understand?"

"Hey, I see."

The Japanese squadron leader immediately accepted the order.

However, he had just received the order and had not had time to make arrangements. Above, the sound of gunfire from the Tubalu became more and more frequent.

Yes, the troops behind Wang Hao caught up, and more and more people joined the battle.

This time, the fight became even more intense.

The speed at which the Japanese soldiers fell to the ground was getting faster and faster.

It turned out that when the monkeys were fighting against them, they had already rushed within 50 meters.

But now, almost all the Japanese soldiers within 80 meters have fallen.

Moreover, there is a trend of expanding outward more and more.

At first, Gouzi's homemade rifle was somewhat effective. After all, the enemy was close.

Now, Gou Zi found that his earth gun was no different from a fire stick.

The Japanese had been driven a hundred meters away. His homemade rifle had no effect except to make the Japanese hear the sound.

In fact, he also fired a shot when the Japanese came in just now, but he didn't hit them.

So no matter how far or near, you just listen to the sound.

The bows and arrows of his two disciples were even more useless. No matter how good their archery skills were, a distance of more than a hundred meters was already the limit of the bow and arrow.

So, it became a bit funny.

The three guys felt itchy as they watched the Eighth Route Army soldiers shooting the Japanese soldiers one by one.

They actually hoped that an Eighth Route Army soldier would be knocked down by the Japanese so that they could pick up their guns.

Yes, that's bullshit.

However, this is just their fantasy.

This Eighth Route Army team was so incredibly strong that not a single one of them fell.

Moreover, you see how easy and comfortable they were in killing the Japanese. They really killed one Japanese soldier with one shot, without even aiming.

The three guys were stunned.

Yes, if things continued like this, they wouldn't be able to pick up a gun, and it would be even more impossible for them to kill the devils.

As hunters, the three of them were good at shooting and archery, especially Gouzi, who thought his shooting skills were already superb, so he was fully qualified to take on apprentices.

Only now did he realize that his marksmanship was nothing compared to those Eighth Route Army soldiers!