Chapter 2 Killing the Japs
Han Hui ran to Awang's yard and climbed over the wall. She saw seven or eight bodies lying on the ground, all from the village. Three of them were covered in bruises. There were six Japanese soldiers in the yard, three of whom were tying their pants.

Bastard... Han Hui gritted her teeth in anger and took out a few grenades from the space and threw them in.

Explosions rang out one after another. Han Hui waited for a while and then entered the yard. There were two Japanese soldiers still breathing, so she quickly stepped forward to finish them off.

Just as she was about to collect the bodies of the villagers, Han Hui heard a child crying again.

Han Hui had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​collecting the bodies and ran quickly towards the direction of the sound.

“Wow, wow…”

The sound of a baby crying came from the alley on the left, and Han Hui rushed over like an arrow. Soon she saw a young woman holding a child and running for her life in front, with a Japanese soldier following slowly behind with a gun in hand.

Obviously, this devil thought that the young wife could not escape from his grasp, so he teased her deliberately.

She knew this young wife. She was the wife of a hunter named Da Kui in the village, and her child was only five months old.

Han Hui was so angry that she was bloodthirsty. When she saw the man turning the corner, she took out her gun and rushed over.

"boom……"

The shot hit the enemy right between the eyebrows. Han Hui pointed in a direction. Da Kui's wife also understood and ran in the direction she pointed, holding the child.

Han Hui hid. Da Kui's wife couldn't run fast with the child in her arms, so they had to buy her some time.

The Japanese officer was furious when he saw his men being beaten to death, and gathered more than a dozen people to chase Han Hui and her young wife.

Han Hui hid in a big camphor tree. Seeing so many people around, she threw grenades without shooting.

She had sharp eyesight and keen ears, and every grenade she threw was accurate. More than half of the ten Japanese soldiers were killed in an instant.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Han Hui didn't want to fight anymore, so she ran away after her Type 38 rifle ran out of bullets. When she reached a yard, she climbed over the wall and went in.

As soon as she entered the yard, a grenade was thrown in from the opposite side. It was too late to run, and Han Hui dodged into the space.

"Bang, bang, bang..." In an instant, a big hole exploded where Han Hui had just been hiding.

Han Hui wanted to hide in the space and go out at night, but she didn't expect that the person was already outside in the blink of an eye.

"Boom..."

A stone hit her on the head. Han Hui didn't bother to curse the system. She took advantage of the smoke and took advantage of the enemy's poor visibility to climb over the wall and run out, enduring the pain.

The Japanese officer was very angry and called his four unharmed men to chase after them.

The translator, Yu Da, was afraid of death. This female Eighth Route Army soldier was so ferocious that even grenades couldn't kill her. If they chased her, they would be in for a fight. He grabbed the Japanese officer and said, "Taijun, this woman is cunning and sly. We can't do it with so few people. Let's wait for reinforcements to arrive before we chase her."

"Don't worry, Madam Taijun. They are carrying a child, and the child is crying the whole time. He can't escape."

Han Hui walked briskly and soon caught up with Da Kui's wife, who was limping and obviously injured.

Han Hui said to her, "Sister-in-law, give me the child. You run to Niutou Mountain. If you can't run anymore, find a secret place to hide. I will take the child to the top of the mountain." The child was crying, and the Japanese must have followed the child's crying, so Da Kui's wife would be safe.

Da Kui's wife understood that she was slow, and if the child followed her, both mother and child would die at the hands of the Japanese. Han Hui was able to escape from so many Japanese, so she was quite capable. The child had a better chance of survival if she followed her: "Okay."

"Miss Han, if the Japanese catch up to us, you must throw Hu Zi away. Don't let him drag you down. If you escape this disaster, I will come to pick up the child if I am still alive after the Japanese leave."

Han Hui saw her words and understood that her sister-in-law was entrusting her orphan to someone else: "After you get rid of the devils, go to the cave halfway up Niutou Mountain. It's very safe there."

Old Wang had taken her to this cave before. The terrain was dangerous and easy to defend but difficult to attack. Only the villagers knew about it. As long as people ran into the cave, they would be safe.

She said, "Don't worry, sister-in-law, Hu Zi and I will be safe. I'm nimble and nimble, and the devils can't catch up with me."

Seeing that she was still looking at Hu Zi and not running away, Han Hui became anxious: "Hurry up and run, don't waste time."

Hearing this, Da Kui's wife gritted her teeth and went into the mountains in the east.

Han Hui put the child in a basket and carried it on her back, waiting for the Japanese to catch up. She took aim and fired a shot, killing one Japanese soldier and then went back into the woods.

The Japanese soldiers chased after them, shouting "Bage Yalu" in frustration, but found that no one was going to the woods in the east, so Han Hui felt relieved.

Hu Zi weighed over ten pounds. Han Hui had spent the past six months training in the mountains carrying 70 to 80 pounds of weight every day, so she could carry a child with ease. To keep the Japanese soldiers at bay and protect Da Kui's wife, she ran through the mountains, stopping and starting. She led the Japanese soldiers in circles, shooting them with bullets and throwing rocks. Hu Zi was also a strong child, crying for a while and then stopping, cooperating well.

Seeing that most of the people being pursued were killed or injured, the Japanese officer fled down the mountain in panic with the remaining people.

Han Hui was still a little unsatisfied and wanted to catch up and kill them all, but for Hu Zi's safety, she could only watch them run down the mountain. It was also because the space didn't contain any living things except her, otherwise she could have caught up and killed all four of them.

Sitting down on the ground, Han Hui took out two buns from the space and started eating them, counting in her mind how many Japanese soldiers she had killed today.

Five people were killed outside the back door, and five Type 38 rifles, eight grenades, five water bottles, and more than ten dollars were seized.

Six Japanese soldiers were killed in Grandma Wang's yard, and six of their guns, six bayonets, 12 bombs, six kettles, five or six gold bars and more than one hundred dollars were seized.

I killed three Japanese soldiers in the alley, but unfortunately I didn't have time to pick up their guns.

She killed eleven Japanese soldiers in the mountains and picked up half of their guns and ammunition. She would go back and search the corpses for the rest.

After eating the buns and drinking some water, Han Hui carried the sleeping Hu Zi on her back to find Huang Shufen and Xiao Cao.

As Han Hui walked, she calculated: out of the fifty or sixty Japanese and Er Gou troops who had entered the village today, she had single-handedly killed twenty-five of them. Now, there were only about thirty or so people left in the village. These people probably wouldn't dare stay in the village tonight.

An hour later, Han Hui arrived at her secret cave, which was very secretive and impossible to enter without having been there before.

She first broke the vines apart, then lifted the stone slab, and walked in to see Xiaocao and her mother. One of them was holding a kitchen knife, and the other was holding a spatula, staring at the cave entrance vigilantly.

When they saw it was Han Hui, the two of them relaxed.

Huang Shufen was shocked to see her holding a child. Knowing that it was her who saved the child, she wanted to blame her but couldn't say it.

"You kid, I'm so worried about you." After a careful examination, Huang Shufen found that except for a bruise on Han Hui's forehead, there were no other wounds. Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief.

(End of this chapter)

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