Like a dream, like a real life（如梦如真的两段人生）

Chapter 26: The Slaughtful and Unscrupulous

"Damn it! You've been chasing me for so long and you still want to run?!"

Niu Zi stood up, threw off the snowshoes on his feet, jumped out of the snow trench where he was squatting, and chased after Shun Zi.

Meng Zi, Liu Hai and others reflexively picked up their guns and jumped out of the snow trench one after another, chasing after Niu Zi. They all forgot Tang Wen's previous instructions.

Hu Zi also wanted to rush out subconsciously, but was pulled back by Liu Zhong. Liu Zhong stuffed the telescope into his arms and said, "Hu Zi, you stay and take care of Shan Zi and Goudan. Brother Zhong will go and avenge your sister and your mother!" As he said that, he grabbed the Type 38 rifle and jumped out of the snow trench, completely free of his previous fatigue.

When they jumped out of the snow trench one after another and chased after Yamada Yokoji who was trying to escape, Tang Wen also saw the figure rolling and fleeing. Without the assurance of a one-shot kill, he did not shoot, but jumped out, his feet cracking the snow crust, and he ran quickly in the cracked foot pits behind him, chasing the fleeing Japanese soldiers

diagonally. Shunzi and his men took off their coats as they ran, and rushed to the slope with one foot deep and one foot shallow as the snow crust kept cracking under their feet.

While running, Shunzi grabbed the gun and the collar of his coat with both hands and threw himself forward, using his coat as a cushion to rush down the slope like an arrow.

Niuzi and others did the same, running to the slope and falling down one after another.

Yamada Hengji and several Japanese soldiers were able to control their bodies when rolling on a flat surface, but when they rolled to a position with a large slope, inertia gradually accelerated the rolling speed, and then they could no longer control themselves and rushed down the snow slope with somersaults all the way.

The backpack was thrown away; the gun was thrown away. Several figures bounced and rolled like snowballs, smashing the snow shells everywhere, stirring up the snow mist all over the sky, and rolling down all the way.

Tang Wen and Shunzi were more than 200 meters apart from each other when they rushed down the slope. As he ran, he shook his shoulders and threw his coat behind him, and threw his backpack in front of him. He hugged his gun and backpack, threw himself forward, and rushed down on the backpack.

On the snow slope, three waves of snow were flying, rushing down the slope rapidly...

The violent rolling and collision made several Japanese soldiers dizzy. Fortunately, it was snow, so they didn't break, but their necks, trouser legs, and even their waists were all filled with snow grains.

Yamada Yokoji shook his white head and struggled to climb up. He turned around several times on the spot, but couldn't figure out the direction. The eight soldiers who followed him were also in the same state. They were dizzy and couldn't tell east, west, south, and north.

Just as they were spinning, Shunzi and his men rushed up a cloud of snow and mist, slid down rapidly, spun on the flat ground, and rushed to a few dozen meters in front of Yamaguchi Yokoji and his men, intercepting them head-on at an angle.

Shunzi didn't care about shaking off the snow on his head, just lying on the ground, with his hands straight, the muzzle of the gun was aimed at the few Japanese soldiers who were still spinning around, and he pulled the trigger without even hesitating.

Bang!

The crisp gunshot blew away the north wind, making the dizzy and unclear Japanese soldiers shiver, and they woke up one after another, fumbling around with their hands, and subconsciously looking for guns on their bodies.

Plop!

As a companion fell to the ground, they also saw the figure of the person who fired the gun.

"Charge!!!!"

Yamada Yokoji shouted, holding the command knife in both hands, and staggered towards Shunzi and his men. The remaining seven soldiers didn't find a gun on their bodies, so one of them pulled out a grenade, screamed, and rushed over with Yamada Yokoji.

"Bang!"

Niuzi's gun fired!

At the moment of the gunshot, a Japanese soldier who was charging staggered two steps, fell to the ground, and slid several meters away on the snow, leaving a bright red blood trail behind him.

When this Japanese soldier fell, Liu Zhong also slid to the bottom of the slope. He rolled over and climbed up, running and shooting with his gun raised.

Bang bang!

Several crisp gunshots rang out almost at the same time, but only one of the Japanese soldiers who were charging howling fell.