PFC Chapter 241 News about Wang Juan
Chapter 241 News about Wang Juan
"Yoshi!"
Hearing the voice, Miao Cuiyun quickly turned around and saw a Japanese soldier wearing khaki clothes walking towards her with a triumphant stride.
She looked pale, holding the sickle tightly in her hand, thinking about how to escape. Then the devil's next words shattered her naive thoughts.
"If you move again, I'll shoot!"
The bullet hit her feet. Miao Cuiyun trembled and when she came to her senses, her eyes were full of hatred.
Wang Juan, who was in the house, heard the gunshots and immediately got up. She took out the pistol she brought with her and walked towards the sound of the gunshots.
As soon as she walked into a dense forest, she saw several Japanese soldiers searching everywhere with guns at the foot of the mountain. She immediately realized that the Japanese were conducting a raid.
Miao Cuiyun's heart tightened. The Japanese soldier was still ten steps away from her. Her heart was beating wildly. If he got a little closer, she would be confident that she could cut the Japanese soldier's throat with her sickle.
But the devil was not a fool. He stood not far away and said to Miao Cuiyun:
"You, throw away what's in your hand!"
Miao Cuiyun's heart sank. She pretended to bend down to put down the sickle, and took the opportunity to rush towards the Japanese soldier and knock him over.
But Miao Cuiyun, who had never eaten her fill, was no match for the Japanese who ate only white rice and canned meat.
The devil pushed her, grabbed her with his backhand, and slapped her in the face.
"idiot!"
Miao Cuiyun turned around and looked at him with angry eyes. She was just an illiterate woman, but she knew that her husband, her brother, and her cousins were all killed by the Japanese guns on the battlefield.
The Japanese soldier was angry and pinched Miao Cuiyun's neck, making her feel suffocated.
It doesn’t matter if she dies. I hope Sister Wang Juan can run away. Sister Wang Juan sleeps with something in her arms day and night. It must be something very important.
What makes people even more infuriating is that he was pinching Miao Cuiyun while unbuckling his belt, which shows that he was going to do something beastly.
"boom!"
At this moment, a gunshot rang out.
The Japanese soldier, who had a face full of flesh just now, fell straight down.
Miao Cuiyun got up and saw Wang Juan standing not far away, holding a gun in both hands and staring at the Japanese corpse with anger.
"Come on!"
Miao Cuiyun was very experienced. She picked up the sickle on the ground, pulled Wang Juan, and quickly shuttled through the mountains and forests.
"The devils will come over when they hear the gunshots. We need to leave this place quickly."
Hearing this, Wang Juan's heart trembled. She nodded and ran to a hillside. They saw two Japanese soldiers searching upwards, so they immediately turned around and ran to the side, up the steep hillside.
"Catch them!"
The Japanese sentry discovered Miao Cuiyun and her group, and waved a flag in the direction they were escaping.
The Japanese were chasing them, and they were only two turns away from catching up with Wang Juan and her group.
Wang Juan and Miao Cuiyun hid at the corner of the bend. Wang Juan looked calm, holding a pistol, waiting for the Japanese to come to her door.
One of the Japanese soldiers showed his head and was shot by Wang Juan, killing him instantly.
The remaining Japanese soldier shrank back in fear, stretched out his gun and fired two shots at Wang Juan.
Wang Juan and Miao Cuiyun were lying on the grass. Miao Cuiyun said to Wang Juan:
"You hold him back, I'll go around to the back!"
Wang Juan nodded and said worriedly:
"be careful!"
Miao Cuiyun tightened the sickle in her hand and climbed onto the big rock next to her.
The Japanese were still looking around at Wang Juan, but they didn't notice a person lying on the big rock next to them.
Miao Cuiyun's eyes flashed coldly as she jumped down from the stone.
"Hey!"
The worn sickle cut directly into the devil's neck, and blood spilled all over the ground.
The Japanese soldier covered his neck and fell down with disbelief on his face. Miao Cuiyun picked up the two guns on the ground.
After Wang Juan came over, Miao Cuiyun handed her a gun with disbelief on her face.
"Look, a gun."
The two men carried guns and immediately ran towards the nearby forest.
There were four or five Japanese soldiers following behind them, far behind them.
The two had just run a short distance when Wang Juan saw some villagers in front of them also running, and there were Japanese soldiers with guns behind them.
Miao Cuiyun said to Wang Juan:
"Sister, let's separate here. I have two children down there, and you have more important things to do."
Wang Juan's eyes turned red, she tightened her gun,
"Sister Miao, I won't leave. I'll stay with you..."
"Sister, your mission is important!"
Hearing this, Wang Juan was speechless and turned around with trembling lips.
Suddenly, a gunshot was heard, and a group of people wearing patched coarse clothes ran down the opposite hillside, holding Type 38 rifles in their hands.
Their faces were dark and rough, with resolute skin. They were not wearing military uniforms, but they looked just like they were wearing them.
“These are guerrillas!”
Wang Juan said excitedly that she would not leave and stood behind Miao Cuiyun.
A group of people also ran down the hillside on the right, and gunshots were heard. Gunshots and whistles were also heard on the left.
The Japanese soldiers in the mountains were terrified and thought they had encountered a large guerrilla force of the Red Party, so they ran back in a panic.
It was just a guerrilla war, creating noise and making the enemy think that there were Red Party members everywhere.
Seeing the Japanese, the guerrillas would not let them leave. Gunshots rang out and the Japanese fell one after another.
Miao Cuiyun found Goudan, who stared at the gun and said blankly:
"Mom, are you holding a Type 38 rifle?"
Miao Cuiyun nodded, and Goudan looked at her with admiration.
In the years that followed, Goudan joined the army and became a regiment commander, but the most powerful hero in his heart was still his mother who had lost her teeth and could only eat porridge.
Now the guerrilla leader looked at Wang Juan. This person looked very similar to the one Comrade Hu had described. He tentatively called out:
"Is that Wang Juan?"
"Yes?"
Wang Juan wondered how the guerrillas knew about her, and the guerrilla leader was very excited and took Wang Juan's hand.
"Comrade Wang, I finally found you!"
Only then did Wang Juan realize that Hu Sanjiu had searched all the nearby guerrillas and asked them to help find her.
"Comrade Hu is still waiting for you!"
Hearing this, Wang Juan nodded.
"I'm going to find him now."
After Wang Juan finished speaking, she looked at Miao Cuiyun, who was about to give the gun to Goudan. Wang Juan gave her own gun to Miao Cuiyun.
"Sister Miao, thank you. I'm leaving now."
Miao Cuiyun excitedly pulled her hand and whispered:
"You take it!"
Wang Juan shook her head. It was inconvenient to carry this thing while she was on her way. She hoped that Sister Miao would have the power to protect herself in the future.
Now she is afraid of what she saw.
Miao Cuiyun watched Wang Juan leave.
Later, the guerrillas were impressed by Miao Cuiyun's bravery and alertness, and recruited her into the guerrillas.
Miao Cuiyun couldn't believe it, she whispered:
"I'm a woman, can I join the guerrillas?"
"You can. We guerrillas have a female leader."
Miao Cuiyun didn't expect that by saving a person, she would embark on a path she had never thought of.
Niu Batian received a letter. His heart skipped a beat and he quickly opened the letter. There was only a photo in it.
Wang Juan has a student haircut and is wearing a thin blue floral shirt. A book is placed in front of her. She has a bright smile and her eyes are very bright, revealing an upward vitality.
"Juan!"
Niu Batian's hands were shaking. He touched his face and sniffed. He couldn't believe what this little woman had been through along the way.
Putting the photo against his chest, Niu Batian took a deep breath and finally caught his breath.
He took the photo and looked at it carefully, and he couldn't help feeling happy.
"It's so beautiful!"
After putting away Wang Juan's photo, Niu Batian went to find Lin Ruotang.