Chapter 1874: Raise the Pole to Show Your Power!
That's right, hurry downstairs, the Japanese devils are ready to throw grenades.
Wu Ziqi didn't plan to lie at the window and shoot at the Japanese.
The Japanese devils can be hit by the big lifting pole, which shows how close they are. Not to mention the Type 38 rifle used by the Japanese devils, even if they throw a grenade, it can kill him!
The other three people in the room didn't expect that Wu Ziqi was still laughing after hitting the Japanese devils with the big lifting pole, and then ran downstairs.
Okay, let's run together.
So the three people followed Wu Ziqi down the stairs to the first floor in a panic.
The windows on the first floor were all closed.
But how could Wu Ziqi care about that? The window frame was a little low, so he raised his leg and kicked open a window on the wall on the door.
The window was kicked open with a bang and a cry of "Oh my god, my mother!" was heard from outside the door.
"Dad!" the young man in the house shouted and ran to the door to pick up his father.
The old man was unlucky.
He had just locked the gate when he heard a bang in his house. It was the big pole that was hit.
The middle-aged man didn't know the Japanese army was coming, so how could he have thought that his big pole would hit? The sudden noise scared him so much that he sat down on the ground.
When he got up from the ground and wanted to go into the building to see what was going on, Wu Ziqi kicked his window frame open again.
Ordinary people are ordinary people after all. How can he not be afraid?
In the panic below, the outside of the courtyard wall of this house was already in chaos, and the screams of the Japanese army came one after another.
This situation can be imagined. The iron particles and lead particles injected into the human body may not kill people directly, but they will definitely make you feel unbearable pain!
Wu Ziqi was deliberately fighting the Japanese, and of course he wanted to kill as many Japanese as possible, but he did not deliberately create casualties.
And now, he raised a big pole and threw a piece of iron sand, but he achieved the best results. The number of Japanese casualties suddenly reached double digits.
Did anyone die? No.
It is absolutely not true that when the iron sand hits a person, the person will die.
Nowadays, there is no such high technology in rural China. The crudely made iron sand is the leftover scraps when the common people use the native method to make farm tools. The small thing hits the throat of a person and only makes a hole and leaks the air, but the person will not die for a while.
But these injured Japanese soldiers have no combat effectiveness except for causing trouble.
Just when Wu Ziqi and his men ran away from the window, Japanese bullets shot into the house, and after a while, a Japanese soldier touched the bottom of the building and threw a grenade through the open window.
With a "bang", the grenade exploded. In the dull explosion, there were also shrapnel hitting the wall, making a "ding-dong" or "puff" sound!
At this time, not to mention the father and son who stayed at home, even the brothers Fan Tongzuo and Fan Tongwu became at a loss.
Whether you want to fight the devils or you can fight the devils are two different things. What the brothers are experiencing now is exactly what countless recruits will inevitably encounter in the process of growing up. They don't know what to do when they first encounter such a tense battle.
But they were confused, but Wu Ziqi was not.
"What are you all standing there for? I'll watch the gate, Fan Tong will watch the west wall, Fan Tongwu will watch the north wall, and you two will watch the back wall of the building. Don't let the Japanese get in! Hey, where's my rifle?" Wu Ziqi shouted.
Everything has two sides.
When Wu Ziqi argued with the special commissioner before, he said that the Japanese devils were in a hurry to leave the town, so they couldn't attack here.
But now it's not possible.
He raised the pole and knocked down more than ten Japanese soldiers. It seemed unlikely that these Japanese soldiers would leave the town, unless the Japanese soldiers didn't care about the wounded.
And at this time, Wu Ziqi heard the sound of "clang" and "clang" from the gate being smashed, and the bolts of the door were bent, so that the two open gates had gaps.
No need to ask, it was the Japanese devils who were smashing the door.
It turned out that the Japanese soldiers were hit by a big pole, and they thought they had encountered the Chinese army at first.
But aren't they still following the translator Yuan Chongde? Yuan Chongde said that it might not be the army, but the boss's hunting rifle.
The Japanese thought they were encountering ordinary people, because Wu Ziqi didn't use a box gun or a rifle at all.
That's why the Japanese dared to break the door
"Your gun is here!" Fan Tongzuo handed Wu Ziqi's rifle over.
Now Wu Ziqi is the backbone of the two brothers.
But to use another metaphor, regardless of whether he is a carpenter or a bricklayer, Wu Ziqi is now like a master chef, and Fan Tongzuo and Fan Tongwu are the small workers who serve the master chef.
Wu Ziqi has two guns, one long and one short. In fact, sometimes he is quite strange to hold them. He just said casually before, "You two help me take care of the rifles." Fan Tongzuo really remembered it, even though he was even stranger when holding two rifles at any time.
Wu Ziqi took the gun in his hand, loaded the bullet with a bolt, put the rifle against his shoulder, and pulled the trigger towards the door.
The front door of this house is made of thick pine wood.
But how thick can the wood be for a family's front door? If it were thicker, he wouldn't be able to push the door back and forth!
With a "bang" sound of gunfire, Wu Ziqi shot through the wooden door with one shot. It was unknown whether he hit the Japanese soldiers outside, but the sound of the door being smashed stopped immediately.
Wu Ziqi put away his gun, hid by the window, and looked at the wooden door and the courtyard wall.
Suddenly, he saw two black things flying in from outside the courtyard wall!
Oh no, it's a grenade!
One grenade was thrown directly into the yard, and the other grenade flew towards the window where he was.
A grenade can only be thrown 30 to 40 meters normally. How big do you think the yard can be? If the yard was 60 to 70 meters long, Wu Ziqi and his men might not be able to get in. The two men upstairs might have used a big lifting pole to shoot them before!
Wu Ziqi was quick-eyed and quick-handed. He fired with the rifle in his hand, and the grenade fell under the window.
Wu Ziqi was so scared that he shrank and lay down under the window. With a "bang", the grenade exploded, and shrapnel flew into the room and hit the ceiling, making a "puff" sound.
The grenade exploded only for a moment, and Wu Ziqi heard Fan Tongren shouting. Then there was a "bang" of gunfire.
"What's the matter?" Wu Ziqi asked loudly.
"No, nothing, the little Japanese was lying on the wall, and I shot him down with one shot!" Fan Tongzuo answered loudly, and the voice sounded a little trembling, and it was unclear whether it was nervous or excited.
At this time, the gunfire from Fan Tongwu's side also rang "bang" and "bang". This time Wu Ziqi didn't need to ask, Fan Tongwu shouted himself: "He climbed the wall, let me go down!"
"Come on, fight two more battles, and you will be as good as me!" Wu Ziqi praised loudly in the chaos.
You can be encouraged but not discouraged. When he followed Shang Zhen and other veterans to fight the Japanese, some of them praised him like this.
Just when Wu Ziqi wanted to say something, the three of them suddenly heard another muffled "bang" sound from the room behind the wall.
Before the sound died down, the father and son on the other side also shouted: "Oh no, the little Japanese are coming in!"
That was not the little Japanese coming in to fight, otherwise how could the father and son have started another big fight?
"Mo, are you still going to fight the Japanese? We are too busy!" At this time, Wu Ziqi began to call for reinforcements loudly.
At first, he was in a hurry and made a mistake, so he started again.