I want to be a good person

The sergeant did not hear the sound of gunfire. He turned around and looked at Zhang Aiguo angrily, wanting to challenge his authority?

"Clap"

The gun went off, it wasn't a Type 99 rifle, it was a Turtle Box rifle.

The devil covered his chest and fell down.

Zhang Aiguo bent his body, ran forward, and shot him in the head.

The sergeant had a strong will and wanted to say something, but unfortunately Zhang Aiguo obeyed him this time.

He put away the spoils and looked through the telescope. The Japanese soldiers were divided into three groups. Two of them were encircling and rounding the enemy, while the middle group attacked and attracted firepower.

Around 11 o'clock, the Japanese were about to approach.

The situation is critical. We just need to take two more steps before we can launch an assault.

He raised the Type 99 light machine gun and aimed it at the Japanese, firing in precise short bursts. Da-da-da~da-da, the machine gun fired at the range of an assault rifle.

What you can't guard against on the battlefield is a hidden gunshot from behind. Every shot is accurate, and three or four Japanese soldiers fell down with just one shot.

The Japanese soldiers who were attacking head-on heard something was wrong and turned around, preparing to attack Zhang Aiguo directly.

How could Zhang Aiguo tolerate them? He turned the gun and opened fire. Raindrops fell on the barrel of the gun, and white steam rose up.

The water vapor exposed his position, so he grabbed the anti-scalding shield and the gun barrel with his hands and moved quickly.

"bump"

"boom"

A grenade exploded at the machine gun position, blowing up the grass and smoke.

The Japanese soldier on the right is equipped with a Type 89 grenade launcher. It doesn't seem like he wanted to capture him alive, but this shows how arrogant the Japanese soldier is.

"bump"

Another grenade.

Zhang Aiguo was annoyed, and although his words were small, they hurt people.

A careful search through the telescope showed that the battlefield was fair. There was still smoke after the grenade launcher was fired, and a thick ghostly aura was floating in the air.

Adjust the direction of the muzzle and put three magazines into the feed funnel to replenish bullets.

The biggest feature of the funnel is that during the shooting process, it can continue to supply ammunition before the magazine is exhausted, so that there are always bullets in the machine gun to ensure continuous firepower.

Of course the gun went silent after all 30 rounds of ammunition were fired. Naturally the new recruits were not very good as they had insufficient training levels.

If we savor them carefully with a critical eye, it's like watching the weird features of an AV art film. The Japanese's guns, planes, tanks and other weapons all have their merits. We were still using them when we fought the Americans in the early days.

Although it is difficult to face up to history, only by understanding our shortcomings can we learn from our mistakes and work hard to become stronger. Only in a stable and strong country can the common people live a better life.

"Da Da Da~ Da Da Da"

The machine gun fired at the grass, breaking it and sending a cloud of green flying.

Gao Deli and four of the other three reacted and realized that their commander had rushed back. They felt guilty and were almost killed by the Japanese.

Two Type 96 guns concentrated their fire.

The hard Qigong that is invulnerable to swords and guns cannot withstand the spiral force, and it can resist blows but not the drilling force.

No matter how strong the Japs were, their physical strength was limited and they were wiped out in a short time.

"Sir."

"Didn't you keep sentry?"

"I dozed off."

Tao Youju lowered his head in shame.

"Be careful next time. Everyone's life is in the hands of the sentinels."

Zhang Aiguo didn't know what to say. The four people in front of him were wet, with many scratches on their faces and bodies, and were blackened by gunpowder smoke.

"You guys pack up, I'll go clean up the battlefield and move on in 15 minutes."

Each of the Japanese had a military pocket watch, and they all checked the time.

The truck was started by hand crank, and waterproof canvas was covered on the truck bed before it rained to prevent it from getting directly wet. It slowly left with a roar.

The replenishment of bullets is the key. As for guns and grenade launchers, they are of little use for the time being. You can't throw too many on the truck as it will arouse suspicion.

The extra guns and ammunition were collected by Zhang Aiguo. Where did the money come from?

Zhang Aiguo planned to sell guns to make his brothers feel involved. He himself was doing labor dispatch, and no one could prove the value of his existence. He had to provide for his own food and wages. What a miserable situation.

The bright yellow headlights illuminated the road ahead. The sky was dark, the rain was still heavy, and the wheels splashed countless water, adding countless ripples.

"parking."

Zhang Aiguo jumped down from the cab, and as soon as his feet touched the ground, he turned around and said, "Wait for me to pick someone up, look at my flashlight."

The parking lot was more than 50 meters away from Wang Jinxiu's hiding place. Being too close could easily cause panic and backfire.

"Embroider! Embroider!"

Zhang Aiguo walked to a place where sound could be transmitted and shouted loudly.

"here!"

The flashlight was like a ray of light in the darkness, bringing warmth to Wang Jinxiu who was suffering from the rain.

He climbed out of the ditch, ran as hard as he could, fell to the ground with a thud, and struggled to stand up. He could tell whether there was rain or tears on his face, and his expression was a mixture of crying and laughing.

Like a bird with its body wet, looking forward to returning to its nest, I threw myself into his arms and hugged him tightly, with all the liquid smeared on my raincoat.

"Don't cry, don't cry, I'm back."

Zhang Aiguo comforted her, saying that the woman’s mood was complicated, which was understandable, with some concerns, some worries, some confusion, and some helplessness.

The flashlight flashed a few times towards the road we were coming from, and the truck refueled and slowly drove over.

Feeling the woman's nervousness, Zhang Aiguo hugged her tightly and said with a smile, "One of us."

"Sir."

"Sir."

"Sir."

"Sir, is this my sister-in-law?"

"Ah."

The recognition from the man made Wang Jinxiu so happy that she forgot the dampness on her body and all her unhappiness, and she began to find hope in life.

"Let's go, get in the car."

"You are talented. You and Bisheng ride motorcycles."

"Yes, sir."

"Where's the motorcycle?"

Zhang Aiguo pointed and said, "It's down there."

The two of them slid down, and the slope was muddy, so they couldn't push up at all.

"Use a truck to tie a rope to it and pull it up with some strength."

The Type 410 Luwang three-wheeled motorcycle weighs kilograms and cannot be pushed up, nor can it climb such a high slope.

After tying the hemp rope, it took a lot of effort to pull the car up.

"Sir, this three-wheeled vehicle is really good."

"Sponsored by the Americans, the original model is Harley-Davidson."

“This old American has it everywhere.”

Chang Youcai stepped on the starter lever several times, but the car didn't start.

"The Americans are just businessmen. As long as they make money, they don't care about anything else. The British are troublemakers. They were the ones who started the Qing Dynasty. The Jews sold opium to us."

"When can we deal with them?"

"Think about it, it's good to have dreams, what if they come true!"

Zhang Aiguo knew it was difficult. The Industrial Revolution could not be achieved overnight. If it was too late, it would be too late. He could only catch up!

Having lost the first-mover advantage, the size of the country makes the Japanese wary, and the fight for resources is like cutting the cake.

The Japanese have not given up their evil intentions. Starting from the so-called Defense White Paper, China has been their target. But empty talk is not as good as real guns.

No matter how many demands we make, the devils won’t listen, we strongly oppose and everything remains the same, we shout out our protests again, it happens a second time, we strongly condemn it and the action intensifies.

After driving for a while, the vehicle slowly turned towards a quiet little village.

"anyone there?"

"Take your flashlight and search."

Ten minutes later, the four men came running back.

"Report, there is no one in the village, it is empty."

"Report, no one was found."

……

The uninhabited village, the evil deeds committed by the Japanese devils, the heinous crimes committed against the Chinese people, alas, we are too sensitive.

"Go to the house in the center of the village."

The center of the village is usually the landlord's house, and the small landlord is also a landlord.

The truck and motorcycle stopped.

Several people entered the yard carrying weapons, but it was empty.

"Use a flashlight to check the well and make sure there's nothing in it."

"Yes."

"Youju, go to the kitchen and see if there is any firewood? Boil some hot water for everyone to take a bath and make some brown sugar ginger soup for everyone to drink."

"Yes."

As we walk along the road towards Shanghai, we will probably see more and more uninhabited villages. The Japanese destroyed most of the war records and diluted the hatred in the blood of the Chinese people. The cultural invasion is corroding the younger generation.

Where to go?

Or are we close neighbors?