Chapter Fourteen: Wounded and Fleeing
Bai Tiao Hong nodded slightly and waved his hand back, and a team of devils behind him began to walk quickly along the mountain road.
He couldn't help but drool at the sight of the four little devils carrying that heavy machine gun, and he walked behind them, secretly grumbling about the unfairness of the devils' treatment of the puppet army. This group of devils had equipped each squad with a heavy machine gun and grenade launchers to guard against bandits, while his own platoon of thirty men were all old, useless soldiers discarded by the devils, and the only pistol on their waists was one he had looted when he was a bandit himself.
At this time, Xu Fei was killing enthusiastically in the forest. After leveling up, his speed, reaction and strength had increased a lot. Although he knew nothing about combat, nearly thirty fake soldiers were still killed by him with a mess of chaotic cuts and slashes, quickly turning into a field of corpses. Only after killing all the fake soldiers who entered the forest did he find a place to sit down and rest for a while.
On this day, Xu Fei killed more than thirty people. For later generations, such killings were simply called heinous and evil. At this time, Xu Fei was excited and somewhat agitated about eliminating a bunch of pests.
Does he kill? He doesn't think these traitors are human, so he kills them without any psychological pressure. Looking at the bloodstains on his body, his eyes still show hatred for this group of traitorous soldiers.
Xu Fei sat down under the big tree, thinking for a moment. Earlier when he was looking from the top of the mountain, there was a guy in the puppet army who should be an official. That person should be the leader of this group of puppet soldiers. However, the people killed were all ordinary soldiers. It seems that he didn't follow his subordinates into the forest.
He took out a slightly better rifle from the space, looked at it, pulled the bolt to load the bullet, and walked towards the edge of the forest. As soon as he reached a spot where he could see outside, he crouched behind a small mound and aimed his rifle at the outside of the forest.
"Huh...... Are there still devils?"
Xu Fei saw from the sight that Bai Tiao Hongyi was directing several devils to set up machine guns. He didn't think he could take down these people with just one rifle, so he slowly moved the sight and applied the three-point-one-line aiming technique his instructor had taught him in college military training to the center of Mo Sifen's eyebrows, who was standing beside him frowning.
"Paigu..."
The strange gunshot of the 38th cover suddenly rang out in the woods, but this bullet that Xu Fei thought would surely kill Mo Si was shot at the chest of a pseudo-army soldier who had been guarding outside the woods all along, and Mo Si was more than a meter away from him. The accuracy of this broken gun is really strong.
"Ah, Taegon! It's him! He's the anti-Japanese element!"
Mo Si was startled by the sudden gunshot and looked at his subordinates who had fallen to the ground. He pulled out a revolver and pointed it in the direction where Xu Fei was hiding, shouting loudly.
"Pshaw! This broken rifle!"
Xu Fei got up and was about to retreat back into the forest, but heard a familiar "Kill the chicken~" sound coming over, he had just prepared to fly towards the big tree behind him, but felt a pain in his buttocks, a huge force knocked him to the ground, followed by a burst of heavy machine gun fire ringing out across the entire valley.
"Uggghhh..."
Xu Fei reached back and touched the right side of his buttocks, a wet feeling transmitted from his palm to his brain, he withdrew his hand and saw that his entire palm was covered in red.
Luckily, the bullet hit him in the thickest part of his flesh, and having leveled up twice in a row also made his muscles comparable to ordinary bulletproof clothing. However, he still couldn't withstand the 7.7mm machine gun bullets from the Type 92 heavy machine gun fired by the devils.
He had just reached out to carefully feel around, the bullet had barely missed entering his muscle and hadn't hit any bone. Hearing the enemy's constant "hai ku hai ku" sound getting closer and closer, he could only flip over and endure the pain in his butt as he ran towards the forest in large strides. But before he could run out a few dozen meters, several objects fell from behind him with a loud crash, continuously exploding, and flying shrapnel once again nailed several pieces of scrap iron onto Xu Fei's back.
"My god!"
Xu Fei endured the pain and quickly escaped, if it weren't for him already being in the foundation period with his body strengthened many times over, he would probably be a broken corpse lying on the ground by now.
These devils are far cry from the devils in later movies, unlike those little devils who went to battlefield without much training during the late period of Anti-Japanese War, these regular Japanese troops were both ferocious and strong in military capability.
In the woods, Xu Fei, who was running rapidly, only heard the sound of bullets flying past his ears. However, no matter how fierce these devils were, their speed couldn't compare to Xu Fei's at this moment. He quickly ran to the tree where Xu Fei was hiding and shouted loudly:
"Sister! Jump down quickly!"
Xu Fei, due to the injury on her back, Xu Fei on the tree did not see her, she only heard the continuous sound of gunfire and explosions in the forest, which scared her so much that when she saw her brother coming back to ask her to jump down, she closed her eyes and jumped down towards Xu Fei.
Xu Fei stretched out his hand to catch this dry little sister, the huge impact transmitted from his arm made his lower back and buttocks a sharp pain, he gritted his teeth and endured the trembling legs that wanted to run horizontally, hugging Xu Fei and running deeper into the thicket.
This little girl is so frail that she gets exhausted after walking a few miles. If you let her run by herself, it's better to just let her go die instead.
Carrying a person with wounds on his buttocks and back, although Xufei's body only weighed 70 or 80 pounds, he started to slow down as the amount of blood lost increased. He had already lost too much blood and his head was getting dizzy, but he couldn't put down Xufei and escape alone. The shouting of the devils behind him was getting closer and closer, and the trail and bloodstains he left behind were a good landmark in their eyes.
Xu Fei didn't want to fall into the hands of the devils, and even more so, he didn't want his little sister to be captured by them. Having watched so many TV dramas and movies, he knew how the devils treated their captives. If he were caught, it would be a matter of brutal torture followed by beheading. And as for his little sister, she was as beautiful as a national treasure, and if she were to fall into the hands of the devils, he didn't dare think about what might happen to her.
He kept running, his sweaty eyes took a look at the current situation, this forest he had already arrived at the edge of the other side, once out of the forest was a mountain valley with weeds and shrubs all over, after crossing the valley was a primitive forest far larger than this one, as long as you enter it, even these devils dare not go in.
It's at least two or three kilometers from the edge of this forest to the virgin forest, and in the mountain gorge he will be completely exposed to the devils chasing behind him. At his current speed, he can't outrun them, and the devils following behind him are only tens of meters away.
Xu Fei gritted his teeth and shook off the dizziness that had begun to set in, tightly hugging Xu Fei who had her eyes shut tight in his arms as he quickly rushed out of the forest.
He rushed to the edge of the ditch and silently recited the only spell he knew, "Rapid Movement Technique". A warm current flowed through his body, constantly circulating down to his feet. Although Xu Fei's speed was far from what it was when he was still in the Qi Refining stage, at this moment, it was at least comparable to that of an ordinary person.
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