Chapter 1881 An Accident Buys You Time

Fan Tongzuo was in front, Fan Tongwu and the three Eighth Route Army soldiers were behind, and the four of them ran south through the streets and alleys.

But after just passing through two alleys, the soldier named Zhao Wang asked Fan Tongzuo from behind: "Is the road we are taking shorter than the Japanese? They are taking the main street, and we are taking the small road."

Fan Tongzuo looked back at him and said nothing, and continued to run forward.

"How do you know that we must run faster than the Japanese?" Zhao Wang asked again when he saw Fan Tongzuo didn't say anything.

Fan Tongzuo saw that he had no choice but to answer this time, so he finally said timidly: "I don't know either."

Zhao Wang was a little angry when he saw Fan Tongzuo running. You don't know anything, why are you leading us to run around!

Just when he was about to say something, Fan Tongzuo suddenly said, "I knew that if we had chased them from that road, there would not be many people left."

Fan Tongzuo's first answer was not loud, and his second answer was not much louder, but his words made Zhao Wang shut up.

The truth is not in the loudness of the voice. If a low voice can make a loud person shut up, then the low voice must represent the truth.

And at this moment, they suddenly heard a burst of gunfire behind them.

The gunfire was certainly not far away, it was the corner of the street they had left for a while.

They stopped involuntarily and looked back there. Although they could not see anything because of the houses, they all had a bad feeling in their hearts.

And at this moment, they heard the rapid shooting sound of "bang bang bang" and "bang bang bang" again

"Fire bursts." An Eighth Route Army soldier said subconsciously.

"It's not bursts, it's short bursts connected together." Zhao Wang said thoughtfully.

After Zhao Wang said this, the others certainly felt even worse.

As far as they knew, their team, which might also include the Japanese soldiers being chased in front, only had Wu Ziqi's 20-shot box gun.

Now Wu Ziqi was almost turning the short bursts of the 20-shot box gun into continuous fire, which showed how critical the situation was, or how fierce the battle was!

You should know that the 20-shot box gun is generally called a fast and slow machine. There is a small mechanism on the gun, which can also be said to be a small knob. Pulling it to this end is a fast machine for continuous fire, and pulling it to the other end is a slow machine for short bursts.

If the situation was not critical, how could Wu Ziqi not have time to turn the slow machine into a fast machine with a flick of his finger?

Hearing the gunshots, Fan Tongzuo and the others looked at each other anxiously. Fan Tongzuo and Fan Tongwu were not used to making decisions yet. In the end, Zhao Wang said, "Let's rush forward! They should be fine."

Fan Tongzuo, Zhao Wang and the others continued to rush forward, but no one believed what Zhao Wang said.

That was a kind of saying of covering one's ears and stealing the bell, or in other words, they regarded it as a beautiful wish. They knew that something must have happened at the place where they had just set out.

While running, Fan Tongzuo listened to the gunshots on the other side. If he hadn't been panting because of running, he would definitely say to Fan Tongwu, "Wu Er must be in trouble. Why haven't I heard the box gun firing short bursts again?"

Fan Tongzuo felt that his inference was very reasonable. He was restless, uneasy, and at a loss. As a result, he naturally ran more and more droopy, and his appearance became more and more timid.

Until he ran forward for a while and heard the sound of short bursts of box guns again, he felt that his lost backbone had returned.

Fan Tongzuo and his worries were justified.

At this time, behind a low wall, Wu Ziqi was holding the box gun with a wooden box in one hand and pointing it vigilantly to the front.

Right beside him, the special commissioner was leaning against the low wall, breathing heavily, and the pistol in his hand was empty.

And in the alley behind them, five more Eighth Route Army soldiers fell!

Chasing the enemy is not so easy after all, or in other words, all of them underestimated the Japanese army.

Just after Fan Tongzuo, Zhao Wang and others left for a while, under the cover of Wu Ziqi, the Eighth Route Army also began to cross-cover and pursue.

But who would have thought that the Japanese army did not withdraw, and they also launched a counterattack against the pursuing Chinese army.

There were no casualties among the five Eighth Route Army soldiers who were hit, because they were all shot in the head!

War is a game played by both the enemy and us. If it is a game played by only one side, then it is not called war, it is called massacre!

"We must be careful. But we must also hold on to this group of Japanese soldiers. When our people intercept them and gunshots are heard, we must kill all of them and avenge our sacrificed comrades!" Mo Jianchen shouted in another place in the alley.

At this time, Mo Jianchen's eyes were red.

This was certainly because of sadness, but more because of hatred.

The reason was that during the process of cross-covering and advancing, a soldier took the initiative to step forward to block the gun for him!

Everything has its pros and cons. As a mature soldier, Mo Jianchen was sad because of the sacrifice of his comrades, but he also thought that since the Japanese army stayed and caught them off guard, the speed of the Japanese army leaving the town would be slow again. Fan Tongzuo, Zhao Wang and others should be able to block the Japanese army.

Five minutes later, Zhao Wang, who had already arrived in the south of the town and was only a few steps away from leaving the town, was asking Fan Tongzuo: "Which way do you think the Japanese soldiers will come out?"

But it was useless to ask, Fan Tongzuo shook his head directly.

Now they have arrived at the south of the town, and they also estimated that if the previous gunshots were the Japanese army staying to fight with Mo Jianchen and his men again, according to the marching speed, they should have been ahead of the Japanese army.

However, the problem came again. Now they saw three exits out of the town, a main street, and a lane entrance on each side of the main street a few dozen meters away.

Of course, there are more alleys in the town, but the three exits they saw now are the closest to the place where the previous battle took place, and the Japanese army is unlikely to go far away instead of near.

If this is a large Japanese force retreating, it will definitely come out from the main street, but the problem is that the Japanese army does not have many people now. Do they dare to come out from the main street openly? Or, which of the three exits will they come out from?

"Or we can put people at each exit and fire a warning shot when we see the little devils." An Eighth Route Army soldier suggested.

"Do you really think the little devils are second devils? Can't the little devils rush out if one person guards them?

Besides, these exits are too far apart, dozens of meters apart. When our supporters rush over, the little devils will rush out." Zhao Wang did not agree with his companions' views. He still had a clear understanding of the combat effectiveness of both sides.

The main street is relatively long. If someone watches and shoots to warn, the Japanese may not rush here.

But the places where people can be seen in the alleys at both ends are only dozens of meters away from the alleys outside the town. It is impossible for one person with a manual rifle to stop the charge of the Japanese army!

You can shoot and kill one, but when you pull the bolt to prepare to shoot again, it is estimated that the Japanese bullets will arrive.

Although they don't know where the Japanese troops leaving the town have reached, it is conceivable that the Japanese troops can appear at any time, so it is very important for them to make a decision now!

The ever-changing battlefield really tests a soldier's ability to adapt to changes.

"Otherwise, we really have to release people at every intersection." Zhao Wang was helpless.

At this moment, Fan Tongzuo suddenly whispered, "I have an idea, but I wonder if it will work?"