The War of Resistance: Chapter 1682 Those who leave and those who stay 4

"Put up the machine gun! Fight me to death!" There was a new cry, and this time the order was given by the officer who had just come over, but he was a battalion commander of the security division.

"Where is this guy?" the machine gunner asked the soldiers who came here before as he set up the machine gun.

"Did you see, there is a small dirt bag in front of you, surrounded by mugwort!" There was a soldier pointing out, but the so-called pointing was just extending his finger and then pulling it back.

The opponent's marksmanship was so accurate that the soldiers were really scared.

However, at this time, the security guards knew that the people they were chasing also had disadvantages in terms of terrain.

There is a gentle **** behind the soil bag that the soldier pointed to. It can be seen that the man thought clearly. If he dared to rush up the gentle slope, he would inevitably be shot by the villagers, so he could only compare the soil bag with someone. Hao Zi's place blocked it first.

"Be careful! That guy is very accurate with his marksmanship!" the soldier who arrived first reminded the machine gunner.

Do you still need him to remind you about this?

The machine gunner had already seen it, and he had already knocked down five of his companions at the place leading to the dirt bag. There was one more than 20 meters in front of him, and he was only seriously injured and not dead yet, and he was screaming there. But no one dared to go out and save him!

The machine gunner put the gun handle against his shoulder and pulled the trigger.

"Tu tu tu tu", the machine gunners were all veterans. He fired a short burst of fire. In the sound of gunshots, he could see the smoke from the quilt on the dirt bag.

"Get them back quickly!" There was a soldier at their end who rushed out under his cover of fire to save his injured companion who was rolling on the ground.

But at this moment, there was another gunshot.

At this time, the machine gunner with the light machine gun lay down. The people next to him saw that there was a bullet hole in his head, and from the angle of the other party's shooting, it turned out that it was not shot from the same place. .

In other words, the other party actually came with reinforcements!

And that's not all, there was another gunshot, and a soldier who went out to rescue the wounded was also shot and fell!

The opponent's reinforcements turned out to be sharpshooters!

But do you think it’s over here? No, it's not over yet!

At this time, some soldiers shouted: "Look!" There's someone there! "

As the soldier shouted, they saw the upper body of a man appearing behind a hill to their right.

But before the soldiers in the security room could take aim and shoot at the man, they saw the man raise his hand and then disappear. Correspondingly, a black dot flew towards them!

The soldiers in the security division were a little stunned. What kind of thing was that that hacked Gudong?

A grenade? Can a grenade be thrown this far? That person is not a hundred meters away from them, but there is always seventy or eighty meters away!

"Get down!" Some soldiers shouted when they saw the black spot getting bigger and bigger, and realized that it was really a grenade and it was entirely possible to blow them up.

Everyone lay down, but at this moment, the grenade exploded with a "bang" just more than ten meters in front of them.

The injury effect of the air-burst grenade was naturally more serious, and several more soldiers screamed.

Can this battle still be fought? This battle is unwinnable. Who has ever seen a man whose arm can be used as a grenade? That grenade was thrown too far!

So no one rushed forward this time, not even the wounded, and all retreated.

We can't chase this person anymore!

At this time, the battalion commander had no more recruits.

Everyone is afraid of sharpshooters, and so is he. It's worth it to take a dozen or even dozens of people to chase down one of his own!

At this time, another soldier shouted: "There is still a member of the Northeast Army in the village! Those people who were shot black by him with a box cannon from behind are still lying down!"

Upon hearing this, the battalion commander finally issued an order to withdraw and continue the search.

But where is the person they are looking for - the money string?

At this time, Qian Chuan'er had already appeared in the house where they first hid.

The house was still that empty house with only four walls, and the bed was still the same broken bed. Lying on the broken bed was the old lady who was about to run out of oil and light, but Gao Xiaocui was gone!

Qian Chuan'er instinctively picked up the rifle in his hand and put it on his shoulder. His hand even touched the bolt of the gun. This is a soldier's fighting habit. If you don't push the bullet into the chamber of the bare-end gun, you will be there. What about scaring ghosts?

But maybe he was still concerned about Gao Xiaocui's safety. After all, he whispered "Gao Xiaocui" first, and then there was the sound of him flipping the gun bolt.

But what happened next, Qian Chuan'er was extremely lucky.

Because the next thing he heard was Gao Xiaocui's voice. The voice was trembling and slightly small. It was his name "Qian Chuan'er", but the voice came from under the bed!

"Are you croaking under the bed?" Qian Chuan'er asked, and yes, that was Gao Xiaocui's voice.

Then there was a squeaking sound from under the bed, and then Gao Xiaocui actually exposed her head from inside, and what was exposed along with Gao Xiaocui's head was her hand that was leaning on the ground.

This is what Qian Chuan'er is lucky about, because Gao Xiaocui's right hand is holding the fancy-mouthed gun he gave her for self-defense, and it's obvious that the bullet is loaded!

Just when she saw Gao Xiaocui putting her gun hand on the ground, Qian Chuan'er swished aside.

"What's wrong with you?" Gao Xiaocui was still curious.

"Take your hand off the trigger!" Qian Chuan'er couldn't help shouting.

"Oh." At this time, Gao Xiaocui woke up from a dream.

There was some movement in the yard earlier. Gao Xiaocui was so frightened that she couldn't leave the house and there was nowhere to hide in the house, so she got under the bed.

But not only did she get under the bed, she also put the poker on the fire.

In fact, the movement in the yard disappeared after a while, but Gao Xiaocui didn't dare to come out, so she hid under the bed.

She didn't know how long she had been hiding, but Qian Chuaner came in at this moment.

Gao Xiaocui couldn't see Qian Chuan'er. When she heard that someone had entered the room, she naturally pointed the stick at Qian Chuan's calf.

Why do you mean calves? That's because she could only point the gun at what she could see while lying on her stomach under the bed.

Of course, theoretically, she could also point the paddle diagonally upward.

But the problem is that she hasn't forgotten that there is an old lady lying on the bed with only one breath left!

A luzi is a luzi, a self-defense weapon. I don’t know if it can penetrate the bed board, but it is impossible to penetrate the old lady on the bed!

Besides, why did she shoot at that old lady? That old lady was going to die, but she wasn’t dead after all!

If Qian Chuan'er hadn't called her name first, I'm sure she would have actually shot!

"Why are you hiding under the bed?" Qian Chuan'er saw that the muzzle of the gun was no longer pointing at him, then he leaned forward and took the shovel over.

"There was movement in the yard earlier." Gao Xiaocui said while crawling out from under the bed.

But before she could crawl out, Qian Chuan'er suddenly said: "Don't move!"

"Ah?" Gao Xiaocui was stunned for a moment.

The tone of Qian Chuan'er's words was wrong, and Gao Xiaocui's heart trembled when he heard it.

At this time, she looked up at Qian Chuan'er and saw that Qian Chuan'er was already listening.

"Go back under the bed quickly!" Qian Chuan'er said urgently.

This time Gao Xiaocui was not in a daze. It was obvious that something was going on, and she also heard another movement outside.

Gao Xiaocui crawled back under the bed, looking for Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com. Then Qian Chuan'er also lay down, and then got up, not forgetting to bring in the rifle.

At this time, the two of them heard someone shouting outside the house: "Search me! Even if I dig three feet in the ground, I have to search him out!"

And following those words, there were footsteps, and the sound was coming from the house!

Gao Xiaocui, who was lying on the ground again, subconsciously turned her body sideways and pressed her back against the wall. Qian Chuaner also had to lie on his side.

There was no way, the bed was just a single bed, that is, the bed was padded with bricks or something.

This means Qian Chuan'er is small, and Gao Xiaocui is average among women, so the two of them can barely hide in it.

But even if this is the case, how can it be possible if two people are not close to each other?

So the two of them clung to each other under the bed.

"Zhiya" As soon as the door of the house rang, someone came in, and from the perspective of Qian Chuan'er and the two of them, they saw several calves in leggings. They were the security guards.

Time seemed to have stagnated at this moment. At least Gao Xiaocui had ignored that the security guard's soldiers made some kind of movement on the bed. Perhaps they stretched out their hands or used their rifles to pull the old lady who was about to be buried.

Then someone said "bad luck", and then the big feet wearing cloth shoes, also belonging to the Chinese people, turned back, and they went out just like that.

From time to time there were still loud or small sounds coming from outside the house, but it finally fell silent in this broken house.

But the two people under the bed still maintained their position of lying close to each other.

Gao Xiaocui, who finally breathed a sigh of relief, moved her arms subconsciously, and finally hugged Qian Chuan'er tightly from behind. Qian Chuan'er's body trembled slightly and then stopped moving.