Chapter 1876 Mutual Support

Wu Ziqi held his trousers with his rifle and shook them for a while before slowly standing up.

As expected, when he stood up and looked at the Eighth Route Army soldier he had just seen, the soldier was still pointing his rifle at him.

Since shooting was done with one eye squinting and the other eye aiming, Wu Ziqi couldn't figure out what the Eighth Route Army soldier meant.

Don't shoot, don't shoot!

He muttered in his heart, holding the rifle that was holding his trousers in his right hand, and his left hand was completely open, with five fingers open.

What he meant was, look! I have no ill intentions! I am not your friend, and I am definitely not your enemy!

Wu Ziqi stood up slowly, and when he felt that he had completely appeared in the other person's field of vision, he was relieved.

It seemed that the other person would not shoot, because if the other person wanted to shoot, the gunshot would have sounded long ago!

Wu Ziqi first grinned at the Eighth Route Army soldier as if to show his friendliness. He wanted to smile to show his friendliness, even though that smile was harder than crying.

Then he pointed at his upper body with his open left hand, meaning, look, we are in the same group, my clothes are from the Northeast Army!

In fact, Wu Ziqi was very close to the Eighth Route Army soldier, and the distance between the two sides was no more than 50 meters.

Wu Ziqi saw the soldier very clearly, he looked to be in his twenties.

Fortunately, he didn't look very young, and he wasn't the kind of young man who would shoot at will!

Wu Ziqi thought to himself, completely forgetting that he was a young man.

Finally, he saw that the soldier's finger that was originally holding the trigger finally left there, and he was relieved.

He saw that the Eighth Route Army soldier put down his rifle and started to call for help.

I guess the other party didn't know him and didn't know what was going on with him, so he had to ask their Eighth Route Army commander for instructions.

At this point, knowing that he had no risk of killing someone by mistake, Wu Ziqi finally had time to look around.

To his surprise, the number of Eighth Route Army soldiers actually increased!

He didn't know that the battle here had summoned the Eighth Route Army soldiers who were scattered by the Japanese army.

At this time, he heard the Eighth Route Army soldiers shouting "Captain Mo" and "Special Envoy". After a while, he saw Mo Jianchen appear next to the soldier who was aiming at him with a gun.

"Fuck!" At this point, Wu Ziqi's hanging heart finally fell to the ground.

Seeing Mo Jianchen, everything became logical.

Wu Ziqi made a gesture to Mo Jianchen to throw a grenade down, and then pointed at his feet.

Mo Jianchen understood Wu Ziqi's gesture immediately.

Although Mo Jianchen didn't know how Wu Ziqi appeared on the roof of the building, the result of Wu Ziqi on the roof of the building was much more important than the process of how he got up there!

For the Eighth Route Army, if they want to break through the small second floor now, they will definitely suffer casualties, but now that Wu Ziqi is there, the problem of strong attack is solved.

After a while, Mo Jianchen pointed to the south of the building, and Wu Ziqi, who understood, ran to the south of the roof.

Why run to the south? There is no yard on the south side of the small second floor, and it is easier for the Eighth Route Army to throw grenades on the roof there.

When he moved, the four people on the roof turned around and were surprised to find that Wu Ziqi's pants disappeared at some point. He was wearing a pair of black shorts, which was not much different from his black leg hair!

And what surprised them even more was still to come.

They suddenly heard a fierce gunshot from the south, and the bullets hit the wall of the small second floor with a "ding ding dang dang" sound. Fan Tongzuo and Fan Tongwu were afraid that they would be hurt by stray bullets and did not move to the side of the building. They lay down a few meters away from Wu Ziqi.

As for the owner of the house, the father and son lay there with their hands covering their heads, not moving.

But at this moment, Fan Tongzuo and Fan Tongwu shouted "Grenade!" at the same time.

It wasn't a grenade, they saw two grenades suddenly flying up from the roof!

When he saw the grenade really flying up to the roof, Fan Tongzuo was so scared that he lay down directly, but his brother Fan Tongwu was much braver than him, he actually rushed up with a rifle!

He remembered what Wu Ziqi said, if there were grenades or something thrown up, see if we can shoot them down with a gun or kick them down, maybe we can still be saved!

It's just a pity that Fan Tongwu was really far away at this time, and he could only see two grenades falling on the roof one after another.

Fan Tongwu, who had already started running, continued to run forward in despair.

He was also a stubborn person. Just when he saw that he could use his gun to sweep away a grenade, there were suddenly several explosions downstairs: "boom", "boom", "boom"!

It was definitely not just an explosion. The sound was so loud that Fan Tongwu was too nervous. He thought that he was on the roof and the grenade went off. He instinctively lay down and closed his eyes.

But then he found that he seemed to be fine. When he opened his eyes, he found that the grenade was lying in front of him, only two meters away. A hand was picking up the grenade. That person was Wu Ziqi.

"Fuck, if you shoot this grenade down again, I will have taken it for nothing!" Wu Ziqi said sarcastically.

"Ah——" Fan Tongwu was stunned. He still didn't understand that the two grenades were specially asked by Wu Ziqi from the Eighth Route Army downstairs.

The fierce gunfire just now was the Eighth Route Army's concentrated firepower to suppress the Japanese troops in the building and hit the second floor where the Japanese could stick their heads out.

But what about the explosion downstairs?

The answer came next, because at this time the people on the roof heard Mo Jianchen's voice downstairs shouting: "Wu Ziqi, hurry up, two more people sacrificed to send you grenades!"

Hearing Mo Jianchen's shout, the brothers Fan Tongzuo and Fan Tongwu finally figured out what happened to the two grenades just now.

But their doubts arose again.

Since the Eighth Route Army could throw grenades on the roof of the building, why didn't they stuff them directly into the building?

But at this time, of course, no one answered the questions of the brothers Fan Tongzuo and Fan Tongwu.

Wu Ziqi didn't even want his rifle. He tucked one of the two grenades into his waist and held the other in his left hand, with the cover on the handle unscrewed. In his right hand, he held the box gun with the machine gun head broken open.

"Go, open the cover for me!" Wu Ziqi said as he walked without even looking at the embarrassed look of the two brothers.

He walked very lightly, because he was afraid that the noise would be too loud and alert the Japanese soldiers in the building.