Chapter 1136 Dark Room (4)

The Japanese lieutenant shouted again. He was an officer and he had to organize his own soldiers.

It's a pity that he was so anxious that he forgot that it was dark now and he shouldn't have said anything.

So just when he shouted loudly, a brick flew out of the darkness and hit him directly in the face. Who knows how big the brick was and what effect it had? It could be seen under the cover of night. It was regarded as darkness as unknown, but the Japanese deputy just screamed after giving the order, which chilled the Japanese army.

"Click", another Japanese soldier suddenly lit up his lighter.

But the flame suddenly lit up, and suddenly there was a flash of cold light in the darkness, and then there was a "dang" sound, and the metal lighter was knocked to the ground.

As soon as the flames were extinguished, the Japanese soldier who had just dared to create a light also screamed. The sharp weapon knocked the lighter out of his hand and then stabbed his hand!

"***" "***" Some Japanese soldiers shouted again uncontrollably.

Of course they had a reason to scream. This time it was not just because the enemy was mixed in the middle of the room, but also because there was more than one enemy mixed in among them!

Otherwise, how could it be possible that someone accidentally knocked out the lighter from another direction?

No one can describe the chaos that ensued in the dark room.

Buddhism says that everything is empty. That does not mean that everything is empty or nonexistent. It means that everything is composed of various causes and conditions. When causes and conditions gather, things come into being. When causes and conditions disperse, they have no substance and become empty in a blink of an eye.

This principle also makes sense at this time.

In the dark night, it is difficult to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy. Everyone thinks that they are enemies next to them, but they are worried that they are friends next to them. However, life and death must be determined. If it is an enemy, then it is necessary to kill him. If it is one of our own, it is manslaughter. .

The terror effect was born in this way. The Japanese soldiers in the room became overly excited due to nervousness. As one Japanese soldier screamed again, the other Japanese soldiers finally stopped being silent and started shouting to distinguish ourselves from the enemy!

But can you tell the difference between friend and foe just by shouting? When Japanese Army A spoke a sentence in Japanese, Japanese Army B responded. Theoretically speaking, Japanese Army A could regard Japanese Army B as one of its own.

But the question is, what if Japanese Army B reaches out and hits Japanese Army A? In other words, there was someone right next to Japanese Army B, regardless of what he was using, whether it was a gun butt or a brick, and he just gave it to Japanese Army A. Then would Japanese Army A still think that Japanese Army B was one of their own?

What will happen if Japanese Army A no longer thinks that Japanese Army B is one of its own? There is one answer, and that is - fuck him!

The Japanese soldiers in the room became noisy and chaotic. It's hard to describe the chaos as if a wolf or dog had entered the sheep herd, but it was more like a group of chickens squatting on the crossbar in a chicken rack. A weasel got in! All of a sudden, the big room became abuzz with excitement.

However, chaos is chaos, accidental injuries are accidental injuries, and the Japanese troops are not stupid, so some Japanese troops go outside.

As the saying goes, I can't hide if I can't afford to offend him. I don't want to hurt my companions, and I don't want to be hurt by my companions, so he can only run away.

But the Japanese soldier just shouted "Ah" as he walked out of the door, and then there was no sound again.

In this situation, anyone can imagine that this Japanese soldier should have been plotted by Chinese soldiers!

Are there any immortals on the battlefield? But a problem ensued. The Japanese army had security posts outside the house. So, what about those security posts? Why didn't they move? Didn't they let the Chinese soldiers kill them again?

Fear then spreads, smart people are everywhere, not only among the Chinese, but also among the Japanese!

A Japanese soldier listened to the chaos around him. He also noticed that someone with him had left the house and was plotted by the Chinese. He turned around and lay down, but crawled towards the center of the house.

The ground already felt sticky when he pressed his elbow on it. He knew that it was the blood of his wounded or dead comrades.

One person has a pool of blood, two people have two pools of blood, and if many people are dead or injured, the blood will pool into the big pool. No matter how big the room is, it is not outside after all.

But in order to survive, the Japanese soldier didn't care anymore and continued to crawl.

He had only climbed a few meters when he felt someone reach out and grab him. At the same time, he heard the moans of his companions who were close at hand in front of him.

Of course, the Japanese soldiers who were able to move were all capable of action, and those who were light-footed were only slightly injured.

And this Japanese soldier knows that the person who is arresting him now should be a seriously injured person. Death is like drowning. He always has to find straw to save his life. And the current Japanese soldier probably thinks that he is the seriously injured companion in front of him. The straw.

But this is war, and he has too much time to take care of himself, so how can he care for the wounded?

He pushed away the hand calling for help and crawled forward, ignoring the wounded man's nonsensical pleas for help.

After a while, his hand finally touched the wall.

When he said it was a wall, he didn't mean the wall of the house. He climbed towards the center of the big house. Where did the wall come from in the middle of the house? What he touched was the wall of the large stove in the center of the room, or to be more precise, it was called the stove wall.

The Japanese soldier touched the stove wall and moved slowly. In the process, he even pushed down a companion who was leaning on the stove wall.

Of course, that companion must be dead, because he just moved his hand and the companion fell down.

Of course there was a sound when someone fell down, but fortunately the room was already chaotic enough, so who would pay attention to the sound made by someone just sitting down and falling down.

The companion was pushed by him, and then his hand touched the place he wanted to reach. It was a square hole that was connected to the inside of the stove.

what is that? Chinese people all know that this is the place where firewood is set up on the stove, commonly known as the "stove pit eye"!

Touching the pit of the stove is not his goal, getting into the stove is his ultimate goal!

Since it was difficult to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy and it was risky to hide away, he looked inward and thought of the big stove in the center of the room.

He had already noticed the big stove when there was light in the room. He could confirm by his own observation that the square stove hole was big enough for him to get his head into.

He put his head in, and of course he wouldn't be like the legendary stupid bird who only hid his head inside and stuck his big butt out.

Everyone has common sense in life, and the Japanese also have it. When drilling a hole, as long as the person's head can get through, then the body will definitely be able to get through, provided that the person does not have a huge belly.

Although he had only glanced at the large stove when there was light before, he naturally did not have the Chinese concept of how many seals a pot has in his eyes, but he also knew that it was the only big pot he had ever seen in his life.

The gap between the round bottom of the cauldron and the wall of the stove was enough to hide several people, not to mention that he was just one person, a Japanese who could only be considered a naughty man.

The Japanese soldier climbed inside.

As expected, he easily got his head into the stove.