Anti-Japanese sharpshooter

Chapter 470 The grace of saving lives
Chapter 485

The reason why Ono Xiong became a legendary figure in the Imperial Japanese Army did not rely solely on his magical marksmanship.

What's more important is that he was able to get out of danger countless times.

And this time is the same, even though Jiang Tiandao and Monk Wei brought almost a company of soldiers to surround the houses in this area and carry out a door-to-door carpet search, Ono Xiong still seemed to have evaporated from the world, for no apparent reason disappeared from their presence.

Monk Wei was very annoyed, walked out of the alley, and kicked at the car that was still parked there in anger.

"Brother Dao, let this little devil run away again! Damn it!" Monk Wei said angrily.

Jiang Tiandao also frowned. Surrounded by so many people, he let him run away again. This little devil is really not easy.

And this time, let him get the medicine, I'm afraid it will be difficult to trap him.

Thinking about it, he suddenly moved: "Monk, did that devil bring a sniper rifle when he came out just now?!"

Monk Wei was taken aback for a moment: "Yes! I didn't seem to see him carrying a sniper rifle just now. He just took a pistol, but he was shot down by you, Brother Dao."

After rubbing against each other, the two of them fixed their eyes on the wrecked car, and then rushed over at the same time, and opened the door.

Sure enough, a sniper rifle lay quietly on the back seat.

Just now, in order to escape, Ono had to reduce his burden, and even had to abandon the sniper rifle that he never left in the car.

Monk Wei's eyes lit up immediately, and he grabbed the sniper rifle: "Okay, Brother Dao, although I didn't catch the devil, but I was able to force the devil to abandon his gun and run away. I'm afraid there is no one as good as you."

He held the gun in his hand and couldn't put it down.

Ono Xiong cherished his sniper rifle very much. Not only did he have a custom-made holster, but he also oiled it, and there was something like a red headband tied on the bolt.

"Brother Dao, should I give this gun to me? You gave it to the idiot. That kid dangled it in front of my eyes every day, deliberately annoyed me, and I will also use this gun to annoy him later!" Wei Monk played with it. Holding a sniper rifle, he said excitedly.

However, Jiang Tiandao shook his head and snatched the gun from his hand.

"Monk, this gun is not suitable for you, or a short gun is more suitable for you."

When Monk Wei heard this, his eyes widened suddenly: "Why? Why is he suitable for an idiot, but I am not suitable? Am I even more stupid than he is an idiot?"

Jiang Tiandao glanced at him: "Monk, don't compare yourself to this truth, you are different from Duan Peng, you are too impatient, and the most important thing to be a sniper is to be calm. Especially when ambushing, it takes hours or even days. Lying there motionless at night, even defecating and urinating in his crotch, tell me, can you do it?"

Monk Wei was dumbfounded for a moment, and finally grinned awkwardly and said: "Forget it, my buddy can't lie down for 3 minutes, and it will last for a few days and nights. This job is really suitable for Duan Duan, who is stupid and stupid. He'll probably be fine for a week."

While talking, he still looked at the sniper rifle reluctantly: "Brother Dao, who are you going to give this gun to? You already have one."

Jiang Tiandao thought for a while and said, "Give it to the political commissar, the political commissar has long been jealous of my gun."

Monk Wei held out a middle finger to him contemptuously: "Brother Dao, I despise you and flatter the leader."

Jiang Tiandao laughed out loud.

The two of them were talking here when they suddenly heard a timid voice: "Sir...sir, I kowtow to you!"

The two were taken aback, turned their faces away, and saw the girl who was kidnapped by Ono just now was standing in front of them.

The fear of the rest of the life after the catastrophe just now remained on the face, and there was a little more of the girl's shy blush. At this moment, Guo Yutong looked like a lovely little flower.

But Jiang Tiandao just glanced at her, and quickly reached out to stop her: "Girl, what are you doing? Protecting the masses is what our Eighth Route Army should do. Don't be so polite!"

Guo Yutong looked at Jiang Tiandao with a blushing face, and said, "Sir, if you hadn't knocked out the gun in the Japanese's hand just now, my father, my father would..."

As he spoke, he wanted to kneel down again.

Jiang Tiandao hurriedly stopped him, but Guo Yutong insisted on kneeling down.

Jiang Tiandao had no choice but to turn his head, only to find that Monk Wei was staring blankly at the side, stabbed him quickly, and ran away quickly.

Only then did Monk Wei come to his senses, and hurried forward to stop him: "Girl, you are too polite, this is what our Eighth Route Army should do."

When Guo Yutong raised his head, he found that the person standing in front of him was not Jiang Tiandao, but a bald head.

Immediately froze: "Where is that officer?"

Monk Wei grinned: "Did you say brother? Brother Dao is gone, you remember in the future, don't kneel down to our Eighth Route Army, or I will have to run away too."

Guo Yutong blushed and nodded, turned around and called out: "Father!"

I saw Guo Fengbao still sitting on the stone roller next to him, his legs were still weak from the shock of the scene just now.

Monk Wei walked over: "Old man, are you okay?"

Guo Fengbao shook his head again and again: "It's okay, it's okay, thanks to the Eighth Route Army, otherwise our family would be separated." He said to Guo Yutong quickly: "Girl, hurry up and kowtow to the sir, thank you for saving your life."

Unexpectedly, Guo Yutong glanced at Monk Wei, but said, "Father, it wasn't him who saved me, it was the officer just now."

Monk Wei's face suddenly turned gray.

Guo Fengbao quickly said: "Silly girl, no matter whether someone fired the shot or not, if he hadn't led someone to intercept him, that devil would have taken you out of the car in a panic?"

Monk Wei liked to hear this.

Guo Yutong had no choice but to take a look at Monk Wei, so he reluctantly came over and saluted: "Thank you, sir."

Monk Wei scratched his head and smiled: "Thank you, thank you, this is what our Eighth Route Army should..."

Before finishing the polite words, Guo Yutong had already supported Guo Fengbao: "Father, let's go home, mother must be worried to death at home."

Monk Wei quickly waved: "Quickly, bring the car over and take the old man and this girl home!"

Unexpectedly, Guo Yutong didn't accept his favor at all, and said lightly: "No need, we can walk back by ourselves."

As he spoke, he supported Guo Fengbao and walked towards home, leaving Monk Wei standing there resentful.

Guo Fengbao really breathed a sigh of relief at this moment, his heart has been raised in his throat along with his daughter for the past few days, for fear that his precious daughter will be harmed by that devil.

But now that he has unburdened himself, he chattered endlessly about the thrilling adventure just now, especially when he was almost shot to death by Onoxiong just now, he was even more embarrassing.

"Girl, it's lucky that the chief of the Eight Route Army is good at marksmanship, otherwise, you and I will be dead or I will be gone!"

As Guo Fengbao was talking, he suddenly felt that his daughter hadn't spoken for a long time. When he turned his head, he found that Guo Yutong's face was flushed with phenol, and his expression was in a daze. He didn't know what he was thinking.

(End of this chapter)