The War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression Begins in Songhu

Chapter 378 It Finally Rained (Bonus Chapter 3650 for the Emergence of the Color Master)

In a series of bursts of fire, the 25-round magazine in the pull-type light machine gun was soon emptied.
AT grabbed his machine gun and ran immediately, shouting "Relocate!"; unfortunately, the relocation was a little too slow.

Half a second later, a smoking melon-shaped hand grenade was fired by the Japanese soldiers using a grenade launcher.

It exploded after landing not far away, sending dense fragments flying violently in all directions.

The AT who instinctively ducked in time was alright, but the assistant gunner fell backward amidst the flying shrapnel; he wasn't dead, but he was clearly unable to continue fighting.

This is the third secondary marksman I've replaced in today's battle.

With a helpless sigh, AT crouched down in the trench and first grabbed the assistant gunner's right hand, pressing it against a wound on his chest.

He muttered a few words of advice: "Press it down hard, I'll call a medic for you."

After saying that, he took some spare magazines off the assistant gunner's body and put them on his chest sling and clipped them to his belt.

At the same time, he shouted, "Medic, save people!"

After shouting, he wanted to curse out loud, asking if Uncle Bo and the warehouse manager, those two snipers, were just there for show? How could they allow the Japanese grenade launcher team to fire at the position so recklessly?

Before he could even speak, Hu Biao's loud cursing had already begun:
"Old Cucumber and Warehouse Manager, can you two handle this? If you can't, go home and nurse your babies. Can't you see the Japanese are about to shove a Type 92 infantry gun right in our heads?"

Okay! The threat posed by the Type 92 infantry gun is greater than that of the grenade launcher, so AT can only choose to keep quiet.

Not to mention that, amidst Hu Biao's cursing, Uncle Bo and the warehouse manager had been pulling the bolt until their hands cramped and their shoulders were numb from the continuous impact of the rifle's recoil.

The two snipers, cursing and swearing, went to suppress the Japanese Type 92 infantry gun crew.

Just as AT hurriedly replaced the empty magazine in his light machine gun, a petite figure wearing a Red Cross armband rushed to his side—it was Xiao Cui.

The battle was fierce, and AT didn't have time for pleasantries.

After nodding to Xiao Cui, he immediately got up, set up the light machine gun on the trench, and started firing in bursts.

Xiao Cui glanced quickly at the assistant archer's wound, and her heart skipped a beat; because her conclusion was:
Shrapnel lodged in his lung, causing air to enter his chest cavity and forming a pneumothorax. If he doesn't receive immediate surgery, this man is in grave danger.

Even so, he still casually offered a word of comfort to the other person:
"It's alright! No one will die. These days, every soldier has a few pieces of shrapnel in their body."

After hearing this, the assistant archer was visibly relieved, but Xiao Cui, who knew the situation, dared not delay.

Despite her petite stature, she carried a wounded soldier who was half a head taller and dozens of kilograms heavier than her, and jogged quickly toward the reverse slope position.

It should be noted that this was originally based on the "Battlefield First Aid Manual".

Patients with pneumothorax should be transported on a stretcher; they should be seated or in a side-lying position to avoid aggravating their injuries.

But at this point, almost everyone who could fight had picked up a gun, so there were no extra people to carry the stretcher.

Therefore, when faced with two evils, Xiao Cui had no choice but to carry the wounded man and move quickly.

We're betting this brother can hold on until he gets surgery at the field hospital.

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Having run just over twenty meters, and before she could even reach the trench leading to the back, Xiao Cui, who had just turned a corner...

When the girl saw what was happening in front of her, her scalp tingled instantly.

Taking advantage of the moment when the plane swooped down, destroyed a machine gun, and killed a squad of soldiers in this trench, six Japanese soldiers rushed up and jumped into the trench in front of them.

It was as if Xiao Cui, carrying the wounded, had run into the other party head-on.

The two sides are now only seven or eight meters apart, and upon spotting each other at the same time, they react in completely different ways.

When the Japanese soldiers saw Xiao Cui, whose face was covered in gunpowder and blood, but whose figure was still graceful and who was clearly a beautiful girl, their eyes were filled with cruelty.

For the Japanese soldiers, there was no humanitarian spirit of not shooting enemy medical personnel on the battlefield; at this moment, their hearts were filled with the bestiality of a great war.

Shouting "Capture her alive first, we'll enjoy her after the battle!" they charged forward, bayonets at the ready. Xiao Cui reacted swiftly, halting her advance while carrying the wounded soldier on her back. She then drew a Beretta 1934 pistol, more suited to women, from her waist and opened fire.

In a very short time, all seven bullets in the magazine were emptied.

Unfortunately, because the field of fire was blocked, the seven bullets only killed three people and wounded two others. The last Japanese soldier who was charging at the back was unharmed, and he was about to charge forward with his bayonet.

In such a short time, it was impossible for Xiao Cui to replace the magazine again.

With a wounded soldier on his back who had to be handled with utmost care, it was impossible for him to engage in hand-to-hand combat with the Japanese soldiers.

Suddenly, they reached a dead end.

Remembering Hu Biao's advice during her first time travel—"It's best not to fall into the hands of the Japanese alive"—Xiao Cui gritted her teeth and threw her empty pistol at the Japanese soldier.

Then, his free right hand reached towards his chest and touched a 'glorious bullet' hanging from a red string.

The so-called "glorious grenade" is actually just a wooden-handled grenade with a shorter fuse time, which can explode as soon as the fuse is pulled.

That's right! Xiao Cui has made up her mind that she would rather end her own life than fall into the hands of the Japanese.

However, the girl was still filled with unspeakable regret. Firstly, it seemed that this journey had only just begun, and there were still many wounded people waiting for her to treat.

Secondly, after dying in this battle, I don't know when I will be able to travel through time again.

But since things have come to this point, there's nothing we can do but accept it, no matter how helpless we feel.

The only saving grace was that neither the two Japanese soldiers who had stopped in their tracks after being shot, nor the one who was charging at them with a bayonet.

After seeing Xiao Cui's actions, they were all terrified, their faces filled with fear, and their previous ferocity and malice vanished.

But by then, it was too late for them to escape.

Finally, just as Xiao Cui touched the fuse of the 'glorious bullet' and was about to pull it, a miracle happened, causing her to stop.

Logically speaking, he had been hiding on the reverse slope for the past few days, either eating and sleeping or just spacing out.

Hu Biao and the others had no expectations and planned to let him get away with it. But then, the old man, Lao Tai, who was supposed to be traveling through time, suddenly appeared about 20 or 30 meters away.

If that's all there is to it, there's nothing worth mentioning.

The key point is that the moment he appeared, a wounded Japanese soldier instinctively prepared to fire at him, but this old man, with a much faster and more precise movement than Xiao Cui, pulled out a Browning pistol from his back.

After three shots, the remaining three Japanese soldiers were all killed.

Even at a distance of twenty or thirty meters, he still managed to kill them one by one with a single shot. His marksmanship was not as good as Hu Biao and his men, but it was much better than Xiao Cui's.

This scene completely stunned Xiao Cui.

Instead, Old Tai glanced around and, seeing no new threat from the Great Immortal, smiled wryly and said:
"I'm old and an atheist. I just can't believe your young people's 'time travel' stories. I always suspect there's a conspiracy."

After observing for so many days, I've come to understand; time travel really does exist.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Cui was about to say something when Lao Tai suddenly straightened his chest and tucked in his stomach, giving a standard military salute.

He solemnly said, "Yang Yuxin, former deputy platoon leader of the reconnaissance company directly under the 122nd Regiment of the 41st Division of the 14th Army of the PLA, has combat experience in Laoshan and has killed two monkeys. He now requests to join the Northern Jiangsu Independent Regiment."

Then, Xiao Cui finally had a chance to speak.

Just as she opened her mouth, she suddenly felt a chill on her face. When she looked up, large raindrops were pelting her body and face.

So when the girl opened her mouth, it was a loud, tearful cry: "It's raining! It's finally raining..."

(End of this chapter)