Those people under the banner of "Baishishan Guerrillas" were like tigers going down the mountain, while the bandits in Ermashan Village were like a group of hungry wolves, and the two sides attacked the less than 200 Japanese puppet troops.

The sound of gunfire, shouts, and wails intertwined into a piece of music, but such music seemed a bit too cruel.

Wu Fei had seen the cruelty of the Japanese, but had never seen their embarrassment. In such a scene, he also made his blood boil. Coupled with the hatred and a stolen stomach in his heart, he threw Xiaole's punishment and anger behind his head, spread his legs and rushed forward. He even forgot that he was unarmed.

What Wu Fei is best at now is running. In just a short while, he rushed to the front of the entire Ermashan people. His eyes were firmly locked on a puppet army running down the team, and on the spear that the puppet army was holding.

To avenge Sister Ping and Xiao Si, there must be a gun. The third leader refused twice in a row, which made Wu Fei more anxious to get a gun. For him, there is nothing that can compare to the temptation of the spear on him now.

Once a person escapes his life, the potential in his body will be infinitely stimulated, just like the puppet army in Wu Fei's eyes now. Although he was at the end, it was not easy for Wu Fei, who was more than a hundred meters away, to chase him. Seeing that the puppet army was about to run away, he suddenly saw this guy staggering, running forward two steps before falling to the ground.

Wu Fei was overjoyed and thought that this guy must have been scared to his legs and ran until his legs were weak, so he would fall at such a critical moment.

"Boy, I really want that gun, right?"

Mr. Guo's voice suddenly sounded by his side, which surprised Wu Fei very much. From the beginning to now, he had never seen him. He suddenly made a sound, how can he not surprise him? Moreover, Wu Fei is the person running in the front, and he has absolutely confidence in his speed, but Mr. Guo can actually follow him and can also speak while running, which surprised Wu Fei even more.

"Yes, I must get that gun." Wu Fei did not turn his head, his mind was all on the gun in the hands of the puppet army.

"Haha, I thought you had a lot of money, and you were satisfied with just one gun. Aren't you thinking about revenge every day? Why don't you think about killing all these Japanese puppet troops now?"

Mr. Guo could actually laugh out loud, and it was a sarcastic smile that made Wu Fei feel ashamed.

"I don't even have a gun now." Wu Fei could hear what he meant, but he did not refute it.

"Don't worry, none of these Japanese puppet troops can escape, you can stop."

Mr. Guo’s words were not in a negotiated tone, but in an orderly tone.

"But the gun..."

Wu Fei was a little reluctant, but he still stopped obediently.

"Do you know why you can't chase it?"

Wu Fei finally went to see Mr. Guo. He couldn't find him before, but now he suddenly appeared to stop him. He is still the one he meets every day, and his clothes are still the one he often wears, but he has a completely different aura from the past.

"I don't know!" Wu Fei shook his head.

"The reason why the Japanese escaped with the puppet army was because our sudden appearance caught them off guard. They certainly would not confront us rashly before they found out our strength. But after they retreated, they would soon reorganize effective combat power. Even if we can annihilate them, we will definitely have to pay a considerable price. Not only can the Baishishan guerrillas not afford it, but Ermashan also cannot afford it."

Although Wu Fei couldn't understand what he said, nor did he know why he told him this, he had a feeling that Mr. Guo was deliberately teaching him how to survive on the battlefield.

"Then let them escape like this? You said you would kill them all." Wu Fei was thinking about asking for a gun, but he was about to get it, but he was stopped. Although he understood that it was for his own good, he still had some complaints in his heart.

"They can't run away, the second brother is waiting for them." Mr. Guo pressed the gun in his hand into the bridge and replied casually. It seemed that in his eyes, the Japanese puppet troops who were fleeing by means of panic were already dishes on the plate.

"Also, your gun must be yours." The place where Mr. Guo pointed his finger at was the place where the puppet army landed at the end fell.

"The person has already run away, where can I find a gun?"

The place where the puppet army fell was a little low before, and Wu Fei and the others could not see where they stopped, so what he said was a bit disgusting.

"You underestimate me, Mr. Guo too much. Not to mention a slow-moving puppet army, even a Japanese man, this shot would definitely cost him his life."

Wu Fei saw the glory he had never seen before on Mr. Guo's face. He didn't know Mr. Guo, but he heard from Xiaotong that he was extremely respectful of Mr. Guo. When he asked him deeply, he just kept silent. You will naturally understand in the future. Today, it was too messy on the battlefield, and he did not see what Mr. Guo was really powerful. But now it seems that if all the puppet army he said just now had been killed, then Mr. Guo's ability would be too amazing. Although Wu Fei had never fired a shot, he had played slingshots and bamboo bows and arrows since he was a child. He knew that it would be as simple as saying it in his mouth to kill a person so accurately during the high-speed marching process.

While the two were talking, the people from Ermashan followed, and the people who were holding the Baishishan guerrilla flag came over almost the same time. The two of them stopped at this part at the same time.

Wu Fei was very smart. He immediately understood why Mr. Guo called him at this distance, which must have something to do with what he said before that the Japanese would counterattack. This is also the second trick Wu Fei learned today. Compared to Xiaole's rudeness, Mr. Guo's teachings are what he can accept most.

"Mr. Guo, today is different from usual. Did you shoot five shots?"

The third leader shouted, saying that this wave of attacks only drove the Japanese puppet army away without hurting the enemy's vitality, and he also injured some brothers, which made him a little unhappy.

"You might as well communicate with them first and then talk about fighting the Japanese." Mr. Guo pointed at the strong man carrying a big knife in the Baishishan guerrillas. After saying that, he snorted coldly: "You'd better hurry up, otherwise the second brother might not be able to withstand these Japanese."

Wu Fei had a good impression of this stout man carrying a big knife. He was about to ask Mr. Guo who is? What is his name? But suddenly he noticed a chilled look staring at him. He knew who the master of this look was without any guesswork. Inexplicable fear surged into his heart again, and he moved behind Mr. Guo involuntarily. He didn't want to try to be beaten again.
Chapter completed!