"Swoosh swish swish swish" a string of bullets flew past Zhang Junhao's right face, and Zhang Junhao felt the hot and cruelty of the bullets.

The rain of bullets surrounded Zhang Junhao, who was carrying a big iron pot, and would deprive Zhang Junhao of his life at any time, but Zhang Junhao stood there like a wood.

"Let's fall down!" The old squad leader shouted at Zhang Junhao a few meters away.

How could Zhang Junhao not want to lie down? But his body did not obey the command. His brain was filled with mess, and he couldn't cut it, but it was still messy.

Zhang Junhao has had the same experience, that is, when you sleep, you are pressing on the bed. No matter how anxious you are, it is useless. Only when you wake up can your body move. But now you can't wake up, your body seems to be not your own, and your mind is like foam in the water, floating away and distant.

Just die! Instead of living like a vegetative person, it is better to die happily.

"Boom" an mortar shell flew over and exploded nearby. Multiple shrapnel hit the big iron pot on their backs. "Dangdang" seemed to be a big iron hammer hitting the big iron pot continuously. Zhang Junhao's head "buzzed", and his consciousness was instantly lost. The surging waves of air came, and his body fell forward like a bundle of straw as the soil scattered.

"Junhao, Junhao!" The old squad leader's shouting awakened Zhang Junhao.

Zhang Junhao quickly raised his head, but actually raised his head.

The smell of bloody mud was poured down from the face, and the vision was blurred.

"Ah?!" He was actually lying on the corpse just now.

Zhang Junhao knew all three flesh-and-blooded corpses, and they were members of the militia, just like Zhang Junhao.

One of the three corpses, Zhang Junhao had a very deep impression of him. He would smile whenever he spoke. He was in his early thirties and had a beautiful wife, two cute sons and a well-behaved daughter. If the Japanese devils didn't come, this person would definitely continue to live an ordinary and happy life.

Now he was beaten to death by the Japanese devils, and his body was soaked in blood. What should he do with his beautiful wife? What should he do with two cute sons and a well-behaved daughter?

Zhang Junhao's heart hurts so much!

"Junhao, aren't you dead? I even think you are dead."

Zhang Junhao looked at the old squad leader. The old squad leader was lying on the ground, pointing the gun in his hand to the front, and a lonely yellow fang showed great concern and friendship to Zhang Junhao.

The old squad leader was just over forty years old, but he looked sixty years old. His cheeks were sunken, his skin was dark and yellow, and his arms were bulging. His gray-white clothes were soaked in blood, and his head was shaken and he was sprinkled with a large piece of soil.

Zhang Junhao's brain was strongly shaken by the explosion of the mortar shell, and his mind was confused and had a large number of neurons that were clueless. The long-lost memories were instantly restored, and some fragments of the past immediately emerged in his mind like a close-up shot of a movie.

Zhang Junhao not only knew the names of the three corpses he was pressing against, but also recalled some things that the old squad leader had quietly told him.

The old squad leader's surname was Huang. He said that he was the New Fourth Army and came from Shanghai. The purpose of crossing Hangzhou Bay to eastern Zhejiang was to establish an anti-Japanese base. Gu Zhutong, the commander of the Third War Zone, clearly ordered the New Fourth Army not to establish an anti-Japanese base in Zhejiang. The New Fourth Army team from Shanghai could only hide in gray in the name of the guerrillas. The old squad leader was instructed by the leader to sneak into the county militia, win over the county militia, and strived to let the county militia collectively join the New Fourth Army guerrillas. The old squad leader sympathized with Zhang Junhao, who had lost his memory, and would come to help when Zhang Junhao cooked for the militia. The straw sandals worn by Zhang Junhao were still beaten for him by the old squad leader! Zhang Junhao lived like a sleepwallow. If he had not had the help of the old squad leader, he would be regarded as a fool by the militia and was more unbearable bullying.

"We are surrounded by the Japanese devils, retreat quickly."

While talking to Zhang Junhao, the old squad leader fired a shot into the distance. The gunshots were very loud, and Zhang Junhao's ears buzzed again, and his eyes blinked involuntarily.

The old squad leader's gun was too close to Zhang Junhao's ears.

"Swoosh swish swish swish" another bullet attacked, and the old squad leader quickly pressed Zhang Junhao's head, and Zhang Junhao's face fell on the corpse again.

Zhang Junhao was not afraid, but just breathed to prevent blood from sucking in his nose.

"Boom" Another violent explosion not far away, and the mud and water fell like a heavy rain.

Zhang Junhao smelled the strong smell of gunpowder and blood in the air.

Zhang Junhao pulled out his right hand from under the old squad leader's body, wiped his face, and his hands were covered with mud and blood.

"Give me a gun!" Zhang Junhao suddenly said loudly.

"You haven't even touched a gun, how could you shoot? I'll cover you, run back quickly." The old squad leader's thin face moved slightly, and his eyes were staring in front of him.

Zhang Junhao turned his body and pulled out a bird gun from under the pressing corpse. Several bullets attacked, and Zhang Junhao and the old squad leader lay down at the same time.

Zhang Junhao looked at the bird gun and sighed heavily and said, "The Japanese have mortars and heavy machine guns, but we actually only have bird guns!"

The old squad leader was stunned when he looked at Zhang Junhao. It was the first time in such a long time that he had heard Zhang Junhao speak coherently.

"The gunpowder is soaked in water, and it is impossible to ignite the fire." The old squad leader glanced at the bird gun and sighed heavily.

"Squad Leader Huang, withdraw quickly! Several Japanese rush over." This was the voice of Captain Li of the militia shouting at the top of his lungs.

Zhang Junhao looked at Chief Li, and more than a dozen Hanyang-made and several masonry pistols were shooting continuously at the Japanese devils.

The gunshots are very messy and boring.

Zhang Junhao, who is half awake in his brain, can make judgments on the situation based on the gunfire. The team on Captain Li's side is too weak to have any possibility of confrontation.

The old squad leader quickly untied the broken iron pot tied to his back for Zhang Junhao.

Zhang Junhao heard the Japanese devils screaming.

How can I still have time to retreat? As long as I show my head, my head will be blown up.

Retreat to Chief Li, he will die, and fighting with the Japanese devils will die. Advancing and retreating will die. It is better to face the Japanese devils and kill each one. Shooting from a long distance is definitely not the opponent of the Japanese devils. When fighting close to hand-to-hand combat, the Japanese devils will inevitably lose their weapon advantages. Zhang Junhao can figure it out such a simple truth!

Zhang Junhao and the old squad leader looked at each other and shook their heads. Both of them opened their eyes wide and listened with their ears. They not only heard the Japanese devils' speech, but also heard the sound of footsteps.

The old squad leader suddenly jumped up without warning, holding Hanyang's rifle in both hands and stabbed a Japanese devil with a barrel.

The Japanese devils stabbed the old squad leader with their hands, and the squid 38th bayonet was erected with both hands. The old squad leader had no bayonet on his gun. How could he fight against the Japanese devils?

Zhang Junhao is anxious!

Zhang Junhao grabbed the edge of the broken iron pot with his right hand without thinking, and suddenly jumped up and rushed towards the Japanese devils like a flash. The Japanese devils obviously had no time to see what secret weapon Zhang Junhao hit him. They were stunned because of fear. The broken iron pot hit the Japanese devils with a "bang". The broken iron pot shattered instantly, the Japanese devils' body shaking, and blood overflowed along the brim of the cap. The Hanyang-made rifle in the old squad leader stabbed the Japanese devils in the chest, and the Japanese devils fell.

Zhang Junhao jumped over and rolled on the ground. He grabbed the 38th hood at the moment when the Japanese devil fell. Zhang Junhao leaned his face and lay in blood. He turned his back and held the butt on the ground, aimed the bayonet at a Japanese soldier who was rushing towards the 38th hood. "Bor" the bayonet entered the front chest of the Japanese devil and penetrated the back chest. The bayonet on the 38th hood in the Japanese devil's hand stabbed the ground. It was only a few centimeters away. If the bayonet was a little further inward, it would also pierce a hole in Zhang Junhao's body.

Zhang Junhao could see clearly the face of the Japanese devil when he was dying. His round face kept twisting, his eyes were protruding, and a faint cry of "ah" burst out between his bald teeth. His body twitched a few times, and his head drooped, and a stream of black blood was sprayed down the bayonet like tap water.

When Zhang Junhao saw that four or five Japanese devils were only three meters away from him, he quickly rolled on the ground, pulled out the bayonet, stood up, and stabbed the Japanese devils closest with the 38th hood.

The bayonet collided with the bayonet, and the Japanese, who was not much taller than the 38th large cover that was bayonet, turned out to be a master of bayonet fighting. The inch strength in his hands was so big. Zhang Junhao stabbed him suddenly, and the Japanese thrust him hard. The tiger's mouth was shocked, and the gun almost lost his hand.

At this time, Zhang Junhao could no longer care about the old squad leader. He was just thinking about killing all the Japanese Japanese in front of him. When he fought in close combat, the brave won. If he was hesitant and timid, he would definitely be stabbed to death by the Japanese Japanese bayonet. A Japanese Japanese rushed forward with a 38-large cover. Zhang Junhao quickly took a step forward. While passing the bayonet, he smashed the Japanese Japanese's face with a butt. The Japanese Japanese's face was smashed instantly and his body rolled to one side. The gun in his hand was out of his hand, and the bayonet was stabbed into the soil, and the butt could not stop shaking.

The Japanese bayonet in front of him stabbed Zhang Junhao, and Zhang Junhao also used in a cunt force to pull the bayonet. The gun in the Japanese hand was pushed by Zhang Junhao several times with inch force, and his feet slipped, and his body leaned slightly to the side. He said that at that time, Zhang Junhao took a step, and the 38-large cover gun body in his hand bounced off the Japanese's 38-large cover gun body, and the bayonet stabbed into the Japanese's chest. Zhang Junhao lifted the bayonet, twisted it, and pulled it out quickly. The Japanese body shook and continued to stab Zhang Junhao with the 38-large cover. Zhang Junhao was shocked and quickly jumped to the side. The bayonet in the Japanese hand pierced the Japanese's corpse in the mud. The Japanese's front servant, his body slipped to the ground along the gun body, lying on his back, twitching, and not moving.

Zhang Junhao saw that the gun in the old squad leader had been replaced with a 38-large cover, and the bayonet on the gun was piercing the belly of a Japanese devil.

Behind the old squad leader, a little Japanese man stabbed the old squad leader with a gun. Zhang Junhao raised his gun and shot the Japanese in the back. With a gunshot from "Peng", the Japanese man was immediately shot.

While the old squad leader was drawing the gun, he nodded hard to Zhang Junhao. It can be seen that the old squad leader was extremely grateful to Zhang Junhao.

Zhang Junhao lay on the ground and shot continuously at the Japanese who were constantly coming.

The old squad leader also lay on the ground and shot the Japanese continuously.

Zhang Junhao and the old squad leader fired and shouted to remind each other.

After several Japanese devils fell, the remaining Japanese devils retreated one after another.

Zhang Junhao crawled around and searched for bullets and grenades on the Japanese corpse.
Chapter completed!