Chapter 7: The Otaku Fighting Against Demons

Three individuals pulled the bolt, and with a click, the bullets were chambered. They opened the sights and all aimed at the signalman and the radio.

"Boss, what do you think?" Hu Zhuang immediately directed the fire towards Lu Qiang

Feeling quite idle, Lu Qiang patted his chest, thinking that if it had been any slower, he would have likely been shot in the head

On the other side, while Lu Qiang and the others were preparing dinner, they suddenly heard an explosion from the road. The few of them immediately jumped up from the ground, looking at each other in confusion, unsure of the reason.

Not mentioning those more than a dozen enemies, at this moment, Zhang Bao is hiding in a pit, covered with decaying leaves and blocked by branches, making it difficult to detect

Lu Qiang could not give up on the meat that was about to be in his mouth. "The monkey is strong, and in a moment, we will open fire. First, shoot that signal soldier and the radio operator," Lu Qiang said to the two people beside him.

Suddenly, Lu Qiang's vision darkened. He looked up and saw a person he did not know had appeared in front of him. He immediately raised his gun and aimed it at the individual, sternly asking, "Who are you?" After speaking, he scrutinized the person: wearing a tattered gray-blue cotton coat, looking disheveled, with an injury on his right arm. The only commendable aspect was that he was quite robust, and his eyes seemed very bright. This person was undoubtedly Zhang Bao.

At the beginning of the War of Resistance, the Japanese troops, being elite forces, quickly reacted and simultaneously deduced the direction of Lu Qiang and his men based on the fallen messenger. Instantly, all their firepower was concentrated here

Emerging from the jungle and arriving at the edge, with his exceptional vision, Zhang Bao could see approximately seven enemy soldiers attacking a dirt slope, slowly moving towards it. If this continued, they would soon reach the top of the slope. Zhang Bao felt he could assist them; after all, they were all fighting the enemy and should help one another, but he had no gun in hand. Zhang Bao scanned the battlefield and noticed seven or eight enemy soldiers lying on a road, three of whom appeared to have leg injuries, leaning against a tree by the roadside, holding their guns to guard the surroundings, while several severely wounded soldiers lay on the ground moaning. Zhang Bao believed he could help them; they were all fighting the enemy and should help one another, but he had no gun in hand. Zhang Bao's gaze swept across the battlefield again and found seven or eight enemy soldiers lying on a road, three of whom seemed to have leg injuries, leaning against a tree by the roadside, holding their guns to guard the surroundings, while several severely wounded soldiers lay on the ground moaning. Zhang Bao did not think he could deal with the two armed soldiers; he estimated that he would be taken out before he even got close.

Lu Qiang and the other two crossed a patch of woods and arrived at the main road, walking forward along it. Soon, they reached an open area. At this moment, there were several Japanese soldiers lying on the ground, moaning, their bodies covered in blood, and three others lay motionless, presumably dead. Additionally, there were eight or nine soldiers attempting to rescue the wounded.

Zhang Bao, upon hearing Lu Qiang's words, could easily discern that the person before him was the leader. However, when he heard the mention of a crooked gun, he was taken aback, not expecting that such a small group would actually have a machine gun. Nevertheless, he did not dwell on it and cautiously made his way in the direction indicated by Lu Qiang. He did not dare to stand up straight; although he was eager to kill the Japanese, it did not mean he would act impulsively.

The enemy did not open fire, probably because they saw that the other side had lost their ability to resist. They wanted to catch up and stab them to death with bayonets, not only to torment them but also to save a few bullets. What is even more despicable is that he actually killed several good friends. If he does not torture him to death, how can he justify the deaths of his fallen comrades

Lu Qiang experienced the battlefield for the first time. Although it was just a small battlefield, he still felt very excited. What does this mean? Feeling excited about going to the battlefield?

Swish, swish... Bullets flew over Lu Qiang's head or struck the earthen slope, producing various sounds. Crouching low, they moved behind the slope, constantly changing their shooting positions. The darkening sky and the colorful camouflage uniforms provided excellent cover for the three men, to the extent that the enemy had yet to discover them, only knowing that the enemy was few in number.

Lu Qiang still did not know that someone had come to assist him. Up to now, he had fired more than 20 rounds and had only managed to kill one enemy soldier, proving that his marksmanship was indeed quite poor

Uh—now looking at it, find an opportunity to see if it can be done; if it can be done, then do it; if it cannot be done, then forget it, " Lu Qiang thought for a moment and said

Lu Qiang steadied himself, and just by looking at him, one could tell that he was not lying. He then said to Zhang Bao: "There is a strong man over there; you go tell him, 'The boss wants you to hand over your gun for my use, and let you use the crooked one.' Go on."

"Quickly disperse, Hu Zhuang, you go over there, and Monkey, you go over there to exit," Lu Qiang shouted, pointing in two opposite directions to separate the two. He initially wanted Hu Zhuang to use a machine gun, but after some thought, he decided against it. If Hu Zhuang were to use the machine gun, it was likely that the enemy's firepower would be drawn towards him, and with the enemy's precise shooting, he would be taken out in an instant

Tiger Zhuang and the monkey also started eating meat, each slaughtering one, leaving six on the scene. Lu Qiang aimed at a Japanese soldier's body; given his marksmanship, hitting the target was already a challenge, let alone aiming for a headshot. At this moment, the Japanese had advanced to about forty to fifty meters. Lu Qiang targeted a Japanese soldier who was reloading; it was unclear whether it was due to their poor shooting skills or the soldier's arrogance, but he had not taken cover while reloading. Since that was the case, Lu Qiang decided to take advantage of the opportunity. Taking a deep breath, he aimed at the soldier's chest and pulled the trigger. With a loud bang, a spray of blood erupted from the soldier's chest. However, Lu Qiang did not see the blood spray, as he had already retreated. After he pulled back, several bullets whizzed past his scalp.

"Open fire." Lu Qiang shouted, and the three men fired simultaneously, the communications soldier was instantly targeted and fell softly to the ground

I have come to fight the invaders said Zhang Bao sincerely as he raised his hand

I truly do not know how Lu Qiang was buried, nor do I remember which corner he was placed in. However, now he has been detonated by this group of devils; could this be considered a case of retribution for evil deeds

Let's go take a look, I wonder if someone is fighting the Japanese," Lu Qiang said. Then the three of them went to get their gear. As for the wildcat, his injury had not yet healed, so he stayed here to continue the barbecue.

Looking at the darkening sky, Zhang Bao randomly chose a direction and staggered away. Suddenly, Zhang Bao heard an explosion. How could there be an explosion? Where had a battle occurred?

Bang! A ghost soldier fell in response, and Lu Qiang glanced over, feeling somewhat excited. After fighting until now, they finally made a breakthrough, earning a bit of war points into their pocket

At that moment, an enemy appeared in Lu Qiang's sight. Seeing him take down the radio from behind, it was estimated that he was calling for a vehicle to transport the wounded and the bodies

The two fell silent, quietly observing the enemy soldiers in their camouflage uniforms. As the sun set and the sky darkened, the enemy was completely unaware of Lu Qiang and the others, who were one hundred meters away, yet this did not hinder Lu Qiang's observation of them

Hoo... Hoo... Hoo... Hoo... Hoo... Hoo... Zhang Bao covered his right arm, struggling to weave through the forest. Behind him, a dozen or so soldiers in dung-colored uniforms, armed with bayoneted Type 38 rifles, were pursuing him.

"Boss, do you want to pull off a big job?" said Hu Zhuang with a gang-like demeanor.

With the old gun in hand, I shot several enemies, which attracted a group of them. After that, I lost my gun and was injured myself. As for revenge, given my current state, I can only chuckle at the thought.

After staying in the pit for over ten minutes and confirming that the enemy had left, he finally managed to crawl out of the pit. Looking around, he did not know where to go. His home was no longer there, and all his relatives had been killed. He was the only one left in the entire village

The dozen or so soldiers trailing behind suddenly realized that their target had vanished. "Baka yarou!" the leader cursed, regretting not having shot that person. With a belly full of anger and nowhere to vent it, he raised his foot and kicked a nearby tree with all his might. The result was predictable; the tree remained unscathed, while his face turned red, looking as if he were on the verge of death. Afterward, he had to be supported by two of his comrades as he walked, limping painfully, indicating that the kick had indeed caused him significant injury, and his foot was likely quite swollen.

After exchanging fire for a while, the enemy began to charge towards Lu Qiang's side of the embankment, strictly adhering to the infantry manual or the knowledge learned on the battlefield

Since they are unable to do so, Zhang Bao shifted his gaze towards the earthen slope, uncertain if they had any extra guns. However, he did not expect to deal with an additional firearm, yet he still wanted to give it a try. If there were no spare guns, he would borrow one from them, as their marksmanship was truly poor, merely wasting bullets. With this thought in mind, Zhang Bao then circled around and ran towards the back of the earthen slope

On the other side, Zhang Bao started rushing over as soon as he heard the explosion. He was somewhat far away, and as he got closer, he heard gunfire. There was the sound of gunshots, and alongside it was the distinctive "pop" sound of the Type 38 rifle, which he was very familiar with and would never forget. It was evident that someone was shooting at the Japanese, and there were three or four people on that side. It was surprising that such a small group dared to engage the Japanese; it was unclear whether they truly had the capability to do so or if they were simply foolish enough to think the Japanese were easy to fight.

It is estimated that this group of enemies has stepped on the landmine we left last time," Lu Qiang said, his tone very certain. The reason for his certainty is that the war points in the system have increased by 3. The system does not grant war points without reason; there must be a cause. Considering that we also ambushed here last time and buried 4 landmines, only 3 were detonated, and one has not been found, which is why it was not recovered

It has been more than half an hour since the chase began, and these more than ten enemies truly have patience, having pursued until now. From the moment Zhang Bao killed their comrade until now, it has been over an hour. Fortunately, Zhang Bao comes from a family of hunters and has spent years running through the jungle, making his way through the forest filled with dry branches and fallen leaves as if it were flat ground. The only drawback is that his right arm was injured by the enemy's gunfire, causing pain whenever he runs as it pulls at the wound. However, Zhang Bao endures it; this pain is nothing compared to the pain of a slaughtered village.

Glaring at the backs of those more than ten devils, watching them walk further away, his heart was bleeding. As soon as he closed his eyes, scenes of the devils' massacre immediately surfaced in his mind: children impaled on bayonets, women dragged into houses, villagers executed en masse, and so on. His relatives were among them, watching from a distance as his loved ones were slaughtered, yet he felt utterly powerless to resist.

"Why should I believe?" Lu Qiang squinted his eyes, and his index finger on the trigger relaxed slightly

The enemy present was momentarily stunned, and a heart-wrenching voice emerged from among them: "teki shuu (enemy attack)"

Three people were positioned about ten meters apart. Lu Qiang fired at the enemy, adhering to the principle of firing a shot and changing location, and Hu Zhuang and the others did the same, as this was taught by the leader

Understood. The two responded, since the leader said to fight, then let us fight

My relatives and fellow villagers have all been killed by the devils said Zhang Bao in a low voice, and it was not difficult to hear the endless anger and resentment in his tone, while his gaze became extremely sharp

Each of the three individuals has a telescope (included in the set), allowing them to observe every move of the enemy clearly and distinctly right under their noses

I do not agree; you are well aware of how formidable the enemy is. With just the three of us, we are facing an enemy that is three times our number. If you are to die, then go ahead, but do not involve me in this.