Li Qingfeng and Da Laoben are really familiar with Wohu Mountain.

Although Shang Zhen and the others went up from the side where there were rocks, Shang Zhen had only climbed a few times, only one person tall, and the rest were all walking through the cracks of the stones.

During this process, the old man stupid told Shang Zhen in a low voice that when he was young, he and Li Qingfeng often played hide-and-seek in this stone.

After reaching the top of the mountain, Shang Zhen leaned against a big stone and let the two people find food.

Shang Zhen was indeed hungry, his legs were so hungry that he even became slow to think.

The childhood past, the vastness of the Northeast, the cold kiss of Leng Xiaozhi, the familiar and unfamiliar officers and soldiers who had already died, were like photos that were flipping through his mind, but in fact they were disorderly.

At this time, Shang Zhen thought, it’s a pity that the stupid master and the master of Li Qingfeng are all dead, otherwise he should have gone to chat with them.

I don’t know if they are considered laity, whether they can explain themselves, and whether they can calculate a fortune for themselves.

For example, when will I meet Leng Xiaozhi, and can I meet again in this life? Or will I eventually marry a wife and have a few sons, or will I die on the battlefield without marrying a wife at all.

But Shang Zhen thought about it and let it go!

Both of them died, and they were really capable, so why couldn't they count their own death? It seems that they are not masters either.

As Shang Zhen's random thoughts, time passed by little by little. He didn't think there would be any danger to Li Qingfeng and Da Laobian. He really only cared about how much they made him some food, even a handful of raw rice.

But at a certain moment, Shang Zhen suddenly heard a "*" sound coming from the front.

The sound is between "ah" and "ah", which is a sound that is different from that of Chinese in the native language.

Just as he heard the sound, Shang Zhen stretched out his hand and touched the box cannon he was carrying. When he picked up the gun, the tip of the gun was rubbed on his thigh!

Shang Zhen knew something was going on!

Later, Shang Zhen also recalled why he could touch a gun at that time, not only because of a warrior's instinct, but also because he heard the simplest sound made by humans that contained an Oriental non-mean scent.

In the night, Shang Zhen moved forward decisively.

Since Li Qingfeng and Da Laoben have followed him, he must not abandon them just because they have possible dangers.

Since the Taoist temple on Wohu Mountain is not big and the small temple, the fire lit by the Japanese army in the afternoon has already been extinguished.

The mountaintop still covers a large area, and Shang Zhen only knew that Li Qingfeng and Da Lao Ben were heading forward, so he could only look for it himself.

It seems that these Japanese devils are really crazy. If they had known this, they should have made an agreement with Li Qingfeng to make a council in the dark.

If there were really a Japanese war again, thinking of this, Shang Zhen changed to holding a gun in his right hand and exploring his left hand, pulling out the bayonet he carried with him.

Shang Zhen has rich experience in night battles, so this kind of treatment has almost become an instinct.

Just after he advanced dozens of meters, the situation happened again. Just as he avoided a large black stone, he suddenly felt his feet soft, and then he took his feet back like an electric shock, and the person squatted to the ground.

Shang Zhen instinctively felt that he must have stepped on someone, huh? The other party didn't respond!

At this moment, Shang Zhen restrained the urge to stab the bayonet in his left hand. He waited for a moment, and saw that he was still silent and inserted the bayonet back into the sheath.

And when he stretched out his left hand and felt a warm and sticky liquid, he felt a familiar feeling, it was blood!

Whose blood? Not Li Qingfeng or the big old man is stupid? Shang Zhen was not surprised when he encountered changes. He then reached out to touch him, and then he felt the texture of the clothes.

It was from the Japanese, and he just died! Shang Zhen, who was still unscathed in the thixotropy just now, was finally shocked.

For Shang Zhen, who was definitely not once or twice as a Japanese army, he was too familiar with the materials of Japanese army's clothes!

The texture of the Japanese military uniform is definitely different from the common clothes worn by the Chinese people. For Shang Zhen, who dressed as a Japanese army, he was not once or twice. He was too familiar with the materials of Japanese military clothes.

Shang Zhen heard Gao Yuyan say that the fabric of the Japanese soldiers' clothes was khaki cloth and the officer's one was nishi.

Although pure cotton clothes are close to each other, they will become less straight after wearing them for a while, especially after being poured into rain, it will be like a chicken falling. This cannot reflect the so-called martial arts and momentum of the Great Japanese Imperial Army.

Shang Zhen then moved his left hand, and sure enough, he touched the Japanese army's hard belt.

It would be better if the Japanese army died. Shang Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, but the question came immediately. Who killed the Japanese army? And it was still in the dark, silent.

Could it be that Li Qingfeng and Da Lao are stupid? Do they really have such skills?

It doesn't look like it, but people should not behave like it, and the sea water should not be measured. It is not known that Li Qingfeng and Da Laobian have methods that they cannot know.

Thinking about it, Shang Zhen subconsciously retracted his hand, and at this time his hand touched something hard.

Oh, now I think what's the use of this, and you will naturally know when you find those two people. Why didn't I put away the Japanese bullet box?

It was just because the hard long strip he encountered was the bullet box hanging around his waist by the Japanese army.

Shang Zhen and his team often won battles and rarely lacked ammunition. And because they often fought against the Japanese army with weak enemies and strong enemies, even if they won the battle, they could not take away the spoils. Many times, some guns and ammunition were abandoned helplessly by them.

Now, when the Type 38 rifle that Li Qingfeng had only two bullets left, the Japanese army appeared, and it was a ready-made bullet box. It was really just that someone came to send a pillow when he was sleepy.

But when Shang Zhen was about to go to the belt of the Japanese army to take off the bullet box, he suddenly heard a "ah" scream coming from the front. There was no doubt that this time it was definitely the Japanese scream.

Shang Zhen evaded his body to the big rock, and pointed at the box cannon in his hand at the sound.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt that there was a fire in front of his eyes!

The fire came suddenly and quickly, and it burned in an instant, and it was obvious that something oil was added to it.

Who knew whether it was a torch or a firewood? At this time, Shang Zhen had no intention of observing it.

Just because under the fire, he happened to see a bayonet stabbing a Japanese army in the chest next to a short shack more than 30 meters ahead!

There is really a Japanese army, and the big old man has such a skill! Where did the big old man get the bayonet? Could it be that it just snatched from the Japanese army?

Shang Zhen was shocked, but the situation no longer allowed him to think. His eyes turned, and the box cannon in his hand rang out, and under the fire, a Japanese army who was showing up from another place and carrying a rifle fell down.

Shang Zhen is a soldier, he is here to participate in the war, he is not a spectator!

But when the gunfire sounded, Shang Zhen noticed that Japanese troops appeared in the woods not far away.
Chapter completed!