The Japanese chasing had at least two small teams, and even had a few crooked men. It seemed that Wu Fei's actions made the Japanese commander extremely angry, so he sent troops to pursue them in this dark night.

Because there is a searchlight on the edge of the forest, there is still a little light, but when you enter the depths of the forest, it is really dark and can't see clearly within a few meters.

Wu Fei had good eyesight, but in a place where there was no trace of light source, his eyes were dark. He even lost his sense of direction as he ran. If the Japanese footsteps had not been followed closely behind, he would have wanted to stop and identify the direction.

It was normal for Wu Fei to see the road. He now removed the gun in his hand and the bullet bag hanging obliquely on his shoulders, and he really had nothing. The Japanese were different. They were prepared. After chasing for a while, they lit more than ten torches. The dark forest immediately shone brightly, but the range of light was limited.

Wu Fei was worried that he could not see things clearly and could no longer play tricks on the Japanese. When the torch was ignited, he laughed. The Japanese were so stupid that he gave him a target. Of course, he would not miss such an opportunity. He gently pulled the bolt so that it would not make too loud noises as much as possible. Then he raised his hand and shot a Japanese man. He did not go to hold the torch, but the others gave him light, so he could not "failure" this kind of good intention.

After one shot, Wu Fei quickly moved to another tree. He would not be foolishly waiting for the Japanese to shoot revengefully.

This happened several times in a row. Wu Fei shot a Japanese devil. The place where he shot would be frantically revenge. The branches that were constantly being broken, the rustling sound of leaves being penetrated, and the muffled sound of the trunk being hit by bullets made Wu Fei, who was hiding not far away, feel cold. The Japanese's firepower is really strong. No wonder the three leaders said that ordinary national troops could basically retreat if they could not stop the Japanese attacks. This is not because they don't want to attack, but because the strength of weapons and equipment is too big. You can't just rely on human flesh and blood to block bullets.

The pleasure of success after success made Wu Fei ignore the danger and made him ignore that he was licking blood on the tip of the knife.

When he hit a Japanese again, something unexpected happened. The Japanese did not shoot the position where he fired, but covered the left and right sides respectively. Fortunately, he reacted very quickly and turned back to his original place. But even so, Wu Fei still found that he was shot and the bullet scratched his left calf. Although it was nothing serious, the scorching pain would more or less affect his speed and reaction.

Damn, he almost capsized! Wu Fei cursed, leaning against the big tree, shrank as much as possible, and the gun was also held in his arms by him.

With the light of the torch, he found that the Japanese were in a semi-arc fan, and the distance between the Japanese and Japanese was no longer as compact as before.

Wu Fei did not understand professional military terms such as scattered lines, but it did not mean that he could not find the power of the Japanese acting like this. Taking advantage of the Japanese machine guns' free time to suppress bullets, he ran back quickly at the risk of being hit again. In the forest, he would not be stupid enough to run straight lines, and with the cover of trees, he finally escaped from the semi-arc encirclement fan.

If Wu Fei chose to leave at this time, it would be impossible for these chasing Japanese men to find him again. However, the ghost was so stupid that Wu Fei had no idea what was wrong with it. After dealing with the scratches on his left shoulder and calf, he carried the 38-cap covered with five bullets and actually walked towards the direction he had just escaped.

The Japanese were still in that position. They found that they could not surround the enemy and did not choose to pursue them again. Instead, they gathered the bodies of the Japanese who were killed by Wu Fei, forming two circles inside and outside, and they didn't know what they were talking about.

A Japanese officer stood beside the corpses in the middle. Every time he shouted, the Japanese who formed two circles would follow him, as if they were performing some ritual.

Wu Fei didn't want to understand or understand what tricks the Japanese were doing. His target was the Japanese officer in the middle, but because the Japanese formed two circles, he changed several places in a row, but he couldn't find a place to kill the Japanese officer with one shot. Seeing that the Japanese ceremony seemed to be about to end, Wu Fei couldn't care whether he could accurately hit the Japanese officer. With a strike, the gunshots rang out in the woods again.

Wu Fei was lucky. He steadily hit the Japanese officer. He shot the head and the Japanese officer fell directly onto the corpses of the Japanese corpses next to him. The moment before, he was presiding for the ceremony that allowed the dead soldiers to return to their hometown and meet the great god Amaterasu. The moment later, he became one of them himself, but in this place, no one would preside over the ceremony for him.

This shot eventually made these Japanese devils angry. A mere person who had escaped, but he was extremely arrogant and shot black guns. Not to mention the Japanese soldiers who were poisoned by the Bushidao, even if they were ordinary people, they would not be angry.

The Japanese were lured by Wu Fei again. Although they had lost their commanders, they had slightest effects, and they were chasing Wu Fei like a ball of scattered sand.

Wu Fei could no longer remember how long he had lured the Japanese to wander around the forest, how many times he had pressed bullets into the gun, or how many guns he had fired and how many Japanese he had killed. Anyway, when he reached out to touch the bullet bag, he found that it was empty.

Now he just wants to play but can't play anymore. Wu Fei was a little unwilling to accept it. He even thought of touching the bullets on the Japanese corpse, but he did not do this in the end. He accidentally looked up and found that it was already dark. If he continued to play, he would have a big time.

After taking the gun to his shoulder, Wu Fei turned around in three steps and walked deeper into the forest.

After confirming that the Japanese had not followed him, he found a big tree and climbed up, leaning against a larger branch, and fell asleep deeply. The intense physical activity that night made him exhausted, and it was soon dawn, so he had no way to cross the highway with his physical strength to meet with the Sandangjia and Dachun near Shangzhuang.

This sleep was in a dark and dark place. If it weren't for the fact that he almost fell down, Wu Fei wouldn't have woken up. Fortunately, the branches he chose were too big, so he did not fall from the tree, but he was still quite frightened.

The grunt of his stomach reminded Wu Fei from time to time that he was in extreme hunger, but there was nothing else beside him except guns. Where can I find food? I could only wait patiently until it was dark and after leaving the forest, to see if I could get some food. Also, I had to rush to Shangzhuang as soon as possible to meet with the Santangjia and the others, and I didn’t know what their current situation was.
Chapter completed!