Killing a Japanese colonel a few days ago has become yesterday's glory, but now they can only collapse.
However, Liu Guodong and some brave men were able to block the Japanese attack for a while, giving the remaining soldiers and civilians a chance to escape into the mountains in a panic.
The common people, along with their families, were shouting and yelling, while the soldiers threw away their armor and helmets but had not yet dropped their guns.
At this time, the Japanese and puppet troops appeared in the village. Gunshots were heard continuously, and civilians were shot continuously.
The Japanese army was venting their anger because one of their colonels was killed, and they also did not mind showing off their "supreme martial arts" through a massacre.
"There!" A Japanese soldier pointed to the hillside on the left. There were many rocks and few trees there. Several Northeast Army soldiers were running desperately up the mountain.
The Japanese soldier pointed his finger there, and his companion also pointed his rifle there.
A gunshot rang out.
At the same time, Shang Zhen, who was running away, felt a "clang" sound from the rocks beside him. Stone chips splashed by bullets hit the cotton clothes he was wearing. Although they failed to penetrate, they still caused him a dull pain!
Shang Zhen instinctively dodged to the side, and at the same time, the old man Huo hid in the rocks with him.
This time Shang Zhen ran to the end not because he was out of energy.
He has been training in Hejiatun for about a month. Although his strength cannot increase too quickly, his physical strength has improved a lot.
Even though his calves and thighs have muscles, they are very thin. However, he is also light in weight, so he still has an advantage in escaping.
The reason why he ran behind was because he had been taking care of Old Huo.
In any case, Shang Zhen gained a lot of veteran combat experience from Lao Huotou. Although Lao Huotou refused to recognize him as his apprentice, Shang Zhen recognized Lao Huotou as his master.
Shang Zhen would never do such a thing as abandoning his master and running away!
But precisely because of this, the Japanese army's shot made him and Old Huo dare not run forward any further.
Although the mountain road was bumpy, it was definitely within the sight of the Japanese troops at the foot of the mountain. When Shang Zhen and his men were in the village, they could see this mountain road every day.
There were piles of rocks on both sides of the mountain road. They were temporarily safe after hiding in the piles of rocks, but if they wanted to run up the mountain again, they would have to run much slower. There was nothing they could do about it.
At the same time, under the threat of the Japanese soldier's shot, Wang Laomao, Qian Chuan and Erhanzi who were running in front were forced to hide in the rocks on the right.
"Damn it, pick a good position to shoot the Japs a few times, otherwise how can we escape?" Wang Laomao shouted.
They had only run a short distance up from the foot of the mountain, and there were only rocks here.
As long as they cross this pile of rocks, they can rush into the woods. That way, they will be like birds flying into the forest and will be safer.
At Wang Laomao's call, the four soldiers on their side, including Lao Huotou, began to look for suitable stones.
Of course, they wouldn't get out of the rock bushes from the same place they entered. God knows how many Japanese soldiers' guns were aimed at them from below.
"You damn monkey! Where the hell are you? Didn't you provide cover first?" Qian Chuan'er started cursing.
Qian Chuan'er was not originally a member of Wang Laomao's company, so he never told anyone about the fact that Kanshan ran away first during the first escape.
But this time everyone was faced with the same situation again. Regardless of whether Wang Laomao and the others could survive this time, Qian Chuan'er had to vent his anger and let Wang Laomao understand what kind of character Hou Kanshan was!
"Dead monkey, where are you?" Wang Laomao also shouted.
As soon as he heard Qian Chuan'er's shout, he immediately guessed what was going on.
However, while he was calling Hou Kanshan, he was also looking for a suitable shooting position. Even though he wanted to skin Hou Kanshan alive, he couldn't rely entirely on Hou Kanshan!
But in fact, both Hou Kanshan and Chen Hanwen were silent, and there was no sound of rescue gunfire.
After a while, Shang Zhen and the other five people looked down the mountain through the cracks in the rocks.
At this time, their original intention was of course to fire a few shots from behind to deter the Japanese army from pursuing them.
However, they were all very careful.
They are not trying to boost others' morale and destroy their own prestige. They have dealt with the Japanese army several times, and they are really afraid of the Japanese army's marksmanship!
If they were not afraid of the Japanese army's marksmanship, they would have continued to run up the relatively bare mountain road. Why would they hide?
But when they saw the situation below, they were all stunned for a moment.
There were still smoke and fire in Hejiatun and the figures of Japanese soldiers were flashing, but that was all.
They are now a defeated army.
The Japanese army had mortars and obviously more people than them, and their individual soldiers were better than theirs. When Liu Guodong was alive and the entire company was organized, they were no match for them. Now even Liu Guodong was killed. If they were not trying to escape, they would not have the courage to fight.
But when they stretched their heads to look, they saw that there were six or seven people still running up the mountain road in front of them.
Wang Laomao ran back after seeing Liu Guodong being killed by the Japanese army, and Qian Chuaner and the others had been waiting for him, so they were the last group to escape from the village.
As for those who did not escape from the village, whether they were soldiers or civilians, they had no chance of survival.
But Wang Laomao and his men were fast after all, and they eventually left those people behind.
Now, when they saw the civilians still fleeing on the road, they couldn't help but sigh. The fate of these civilians was obvious!
Sure enough, after a gunshot, the burly man in his thirties who was running in the front fell headfirst onto the mountain road.
At this time, they were not far away from the strong man, and they saw blood flowing out from the back of the head of the fallen strong man.
"Ah--" A scream was heard, and a little boy of six or seven years old who was held in the arms of the strong man was thrown directly onto the mountain road.
There are rocks everywhere here, and the child would be in great danger if he fell. He burst into tears in an instant.
At this time, several people who were running behind the strong man stopped at the same time and even sat down on the ground.
The strong man in front of them who had just died and whose blood was still hot and the crying child had frightened them directly.
It’s just because these few people are an old man and an old woman, and the remaining three are women in their thirties!
When running for their lives, who would run the slowest? Of course, the elderly, children, women and children, but now these few people have taken up all of them!
"Run!" Erhanzi shouted from behind the rock.
But the old man and old woman who were holding hands blocked the way of the three women behind them. The mountain road was narrow, so how could the three women behind them get through?
For a moment, Wang Laomao and the others felt that the world had stopped, and all they saw was the desperate eyes of those people!
I'm over fifty now. Hehe, people from Northeast China are talking to the lights. Count carefully and see if I updated four or five chapters yesterday. I updated three chapters today. No more. I need to update a lot after the book is released. I have to keep some drafts on hand. Besides, the book is good, and as an author, I have to think about it diligently. Sometimes I will overturn and rewrite if I'm not satisfied with it.
Especially for online novels, when writing the first one, everyone writes millions of words.
But when writing the next few books, what about the material? The characters and plots can't be the same, right? It's no longer just a simple mental exercise.
Thank you for your support, 50 years old. I guess there is not much difference in age between us.
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