Chapter 1108 The Enemy’s Blind Spot
The dry well is neither big nor deep. Since it has been dry for a long time, it is full of garbage and debris, so it is impossible for the soldiers to break it whether they jump or fall.
But no matter how deep it is, it is still a well, and the space inside is limited. From the horizontal perspective, only three people can barely stand. But now there are nine people inside, so naturally they are stacking up in the well like stacks of Arhats!
The so-called Ping Pong'er is nothing more than B standing on A's shoulders, and C standing on B's shoulders.
The soldiers also blindly trusted Shang Zhen, but they did not expect that nine people would have to squeeze into such a dry well.
None of these nine people could stay comfortably.
The people below were firmly on the ground when their feet touched the ground, but there were still two people on their shoulders.
They had been fighting continuously and hadn't eaten anything seriously for several days. That is to say, they had chewed some pancakes earlier, so their physical strength was not good.
What's more, considering the physical fitness of today's soldiers, if you ask him to carry more than 200 pounds on his head, his calf will really tremble!
As for the person in the middle, it's okay to have one person on his back, but it's not stable when his feet are on the shoulders of the person below him!
It stands to reason that the person at the top should be comfortable, but the depth of the well is too deep for two people and not enough for three people.
Just now, Shang Zhen built a broken door panel on it. The cow refused to drink water and forced its head. Then the one on top could only retract his head. Do you think this can be comfortable?
When the man at the top first came down, he was afraid that the people below him would not be able to hold on, so he took out his bayonet and stabbed it on the wall of the well a few times.
His idea was that if he had no luck, he could dig out a small hole and step on it with his toes, which would save the people below him a lot of trouble.
But when he poked the dirt at the top, the dirt fell down and poured into the clothes and collars of the people below, confusing the eyes of the people below.
The people below were just about to ask what was happening above, when they heard the faint sound of horse hooves coming from outside and hurriedly closed their open mouths.
For a moment, except for the sound of horse hooves, the world under the well became quiet, but what followed was that the soldiers seemed to hear nine hearts "beating", "beating" and "beating" in the well due to their nervousness. "!
The Japanese cavalry arrived, four in total, riding tall horses that had traveled across the ocean like them.
As Shang Zhen had speculated before, Shang Zhen's battle with the puppet troops finally attracted the Japanese troops from a distance.
When the Japanese cavalry who arrived first asked about the situation, they quickly began to search for traces of Shang Zhen and the others.
In order to cope with the battle that may occur at any time, these four Japanese soldiers held the horse reins in one hand and the horse rifle that was shorter than the ordinary 38-type rifle in the other hand. The bullets were loaded and they were ready to shoot at any time.
Shooting at any time is, on the one hand, to be able to fire back at the Chinese soldiers who may attack them, and on the other hand, even if the opponent surprises them and they have no time to fight back, they can at least fire a warning shot!
When the four Japanese cavalrymen saw that the village had arrived, they drew up their reins and scanned everything they could see vigilantly. They saw nothing unusual. After a Japanese soldier said something, they shook their reins and rode into the village.
Just as Shang Zhen had judged in advance, the four Japanese soldiers only glanced at the houses that were burned into ruins and focused their attention on the intact houses.
Perhaps in their opinion, there is no guarantee that a bullet that could kill them would fly out of any house's courtyard!
After a while, under another order from the Japanese soldier who led the team, the four horses dispersed in the village, and the sound of the horses' hooves could be heard in various places in the village.
At this time, Fang Yong, who was also hiding in the ashes, suppressed his urge to see Shang Zhen, and was really full of admiration for Shang Zhen in his heart.
Now there are two places where they are hiding, one is the ashes in the ruins, and the other is the dry well covered by a broken door. These are both blind spots for Japanese observation!
However, before Fang Yong could finish admiring him, there was the sound of horse hooves coming from far away, and a Japanese soldier ran over on horseback.
Fang Yong and Shang Zhen hid in the ashes, lying motionless. They couldn't even move their heads.
All their activities are in their hearts, and their bodies have become one with the ashes of the ruins.
But the problem was that the Japanese cavalry was running past them. Fang Yong suddenly felt his heart skip a beat. He suddenly had an ominous premonition!
At this time, the Japanese soldier appeared in his field of vision, which was only as wide as the door.
Fang Yong didn't even raise his eyelids. He didn't care what the Japanese soldier on the horse looked like, or whether the Japanese soldier was holding a gun. He just looked down.
So he saw the Japanese soldier's riding boots stepping on the stirrups, but he also saw that the horse had a huge hoof that seemed to be stepping on the door covering the mouth of the dry well when it was lifted and lowered.
Fang Yong's body couldn't help but trembled, so that dust fell from his body.
But that's not important anymore. What's important is that the horse carrying the Japanese soldier ran through the gap that was only as wide as the door, just like the white horse passing through the gap as the ancient Chinese said, and that horse, that horse's The article seemed to have stepped on the door panel. Although his legs trembled, he did not fall down after all!
Fang Yong let out a long breath, and then blew out a stream of dust from his mouth. There was really too much dust in the ashes!
Fang Yong couldn't help but want to turn his head to the left to take a look at Shang Zhen, but at this time he felt hot! Heat from the right!
What is heat? Heat is temperature. When the temperature of the outside environment reaches a certain level, people will feel hot!
The sudden situation made Fang Yong forget to look at Shang Zhen.
People's instinctive reactions in emergencies are uncontrollable. Fang Yong turned his head to the right sharply before he could react rationally, and he saw black smoke.
He was now inside the ruins. The ruins meant that the roof had collapsed but the wall was still there. He saw the smoke appearing on the wall on the right, rising into the sky!
This is - this is the little devil actually setting fire to those houses that have not been set on fire again!
Damn it, what is this kid doing?
Doubts arose in Fang Yong's heart, but then he figured out that the Japanese army was afraid that they would hide in the house and did not shoot outside, so they set the good house on fire to confirm their existence.
Thank you for not hiding in that nice house!
Of course they wouldn't be burned to death by the Japanese if they hid there, but in that case they would have to run out and shoot at the Japanese troops. In that case, they would be exposed.
Oh, this Shang Zhen, this Shang Zhen, this Shang Zhen is really a capable person!
"Hide and don't move, we won't be burned. The fire will start soon, and the little devil will leave when he sees no one coming out of the village." At this time, the capable voice sounded in Fang Yong's ears.
The Japanese army had already set fire, so it was no longer possible to run back on horseback, but Shang Zhen had already moved first.
Sure enough, after the four Japanese soldiers set fire to several more houses in the village, they saw that no Chinese soldiers ran out of the fireworks, so they turned their horses and returned.