Chapter 122: Annihilation "Jump!" Wang Dali shouted, and the three of them quickly...
Chapter 122 Annihilation
After breakfast the next morning, Yan Jiuru went out.
Grandma saw it and asked Chen Yin, "What are you doing?"
Chen Yin had nothing to hide, so she whispered, "I heard yesterday that Dashun had suffered such a terrible ordeal. I felt bad. He said he couldn't help me at school.
This time I'll give you some money to build the house."
"I agree," Chen Yin said hurriedly, noticing the old lady's awkward look on her face, "I think I should help, too.
We really didn't know about this back then, otherwise we would have chipped in and not let him drop out of school just for a few dollars."
Grandma Yan wiped her eyes and choked up, "It's all his fault for not being born into a good family. His weak father is nothing. We were really poor back then, and work points were worthless. Your grandfather and I had our work points advanced to the year after next, and we had no money left by the time we got to the brigade."
Originally, your grandfather asked Dashun to talk to the school and wait until the autumn harvest and the surplus grain were sold... But who knew that the child would quit studying on his own...
It’s all because of poverty.
"As the old saying goes, if you have something, don't be sick, and if you don't have something, don't be poor. It's really true."
Seeing the old lady wiping her tears, Chen Yin quickly changed the subject and said, "Grandma, I'm going back to Yancheng in a few days. I was thinking about whether I could buy some mountain products in the village. It would be a gesture to show my appreciation to the neighbors.
Let's save some for ourselves. Otherwise, we'll have to wait until autumn."
The old lady was immediately taken aback by this and asked her hurriedly, "What do you want to exchange for? Wait until someone comes to visit today and I'll spread the word."
"Autumn fungus, hazel mushrooms, monkey heads, etc. Whoever picks the most hazelnuts, I'll exchange them for the good ones, and then I'll fry them and have them as a snack at home."
"Everyone in my family loves handmade vermicelli. If anyone's home is clean, we can exchange some. We also have potato flour and other things."
Don’t underestimate these farm products. If you really want to buy them in the city, you will have to spend a lot of money, and the key is that you can’t buy good ones.
"Okay, someone came to talk to me around noon."
Chen Yin went back to the house and counted out two hundred yuan to the old lady. "Grandma, you can change it. I'm young and can't bring myself to pick things with the aunts and the ladies. They don't dare to be mean to you."
The old lady declined, "Why would it cost so much..."
Now, a pound of dried wood ear mushrooms and the like costs only three or two cents, and vermicelli is even cheaper.
"Take it, and keep the rest for yourself."
***
The old lady was used to being the head of the household and had her own ideas. She called the old man over to discuss buying some more food.
The old man tapped the bowl of his pipe and said, "Buy it! This is a serious matter."
Before noon, people came to visit the house one after another, and the old lady brought up the topic.
Now the aunts and sisters could no longer sit still, and they all hurried back home to check the inventory. Those who were on good terms with each other even sent messages to each other.
The village is so small that the news spread like wildfire.
One after another, people came home carrying baskets and baskets.
The old man was also very busy, so he called his son to come with him to check the quality of the things and discuss the price.
Everyone in the village said they wanted to exchange it, but in fact they also paid for it.
Say it more subtly.
Seeing someone carrying food over, Chen Yin slapped her head in annoyance. She was so focused on eating vegetables that she forgot such an important matter as food.
The amount of food supplied in the food supply book is not enough to eat in the city, so we must buy some extra.
Ever since she started school, she has been eating ready-made food every day when she comes home, and she has neglected it over time.
She hurriedly took out another wad of money and stuffed it into the old man's pocket, smiling and saying, "Grandpa, we both forgot about buying food.
Otherwise, we still have the elderly at home. Please buy as much as you can, including some grains, beans, etc. Otherwise, we won’t have everything we need when we return to Beijing.”
The old man looked at the money in his hand, which must be at least three or four hundred yuan.
But there is never too much food.
The old man didn't smoke in front of his grandson's wife, but tucked his pipe behind his back and said, "This year, the production quota has been assigned to each household, and the surplus grain of each family has not been sold yet, so we can buy new grain.
But the food for these people at home cannot be paid for by you two."
Chen Yin smiled and said, "Don't you know what kind of person your eldest grandson is? Stop pushing him, or he'll be mad at you when he comes back."
***
As they were talking, Chunsheng and Zhuangzhuang came back, running and playing. They went into the house to get some water first, and then took a break before passing on the message: "My dad said, at noon, we're going to play poker."
Chen Yin hurriedly pulled out a handkerchief to wipe the water from his mouth, "Drink it first, or you'll choke."
Zhuangzhuang took a deep breath and tilted his head back, saying, "My dad is playing poker with his uncles. Tell your mom to ask for leave."
“Hahaha~”
Everyone in the room burst into laughter.
The child is too young to convey messages well, but he understands the meaning.
There was something going on at home, but this guy was so nice. He said he was going out for a while, but ended up going out to have fun!
Chen Yin didn't say anything.
Several elderly people looked at each other, and it was the old lady who came to the defense of her grandson: "It's rare for him to go out and play for a while, let him play."
"With so many people at home, why do we have to use him?"
Chen Yin nodded, put a handful of roasted melon seeds and peanuts, and two pieces of sachima into the pockets of the two errand boys, and let them go and play.
Zhuangzhuang looked at his mother hesitantly, "Tangtang~"
"I can't eat any more candy. I've been eating too much these past few days. My tooth hurts, so I need to use pliers to pull it out!"
Pliers!
Ugh~
Zhuangzhuang and Chunsheng were both startled and quickly ran away, covering their pockets.
***
After two days of changing, the entire warehouse was full.
Except for the rations left for the old man and the others, most of the food had to be shipped back.
Chen Yin thought about asking her husband how to transport the things back, and then she realized that he had hardly been home for the past two days.
Chen Yin frowned.
That night, Yan Jiuru came back from outside feeling cold.
After he entered the room, he sat down at the small table in the corner without saying a word and with a calm expression, dismantling the gun and performing maintenance on it.
When the two came back, they were also carrying guns.
Chen Yin felt a sinking feeling in her heart when she saw this, and she had some idea why he hadn't been home these past few days.
Chen Yin sat on the kang and thought for a while, then stood up, took out her service gun, and quietly went to the small table to help with the maintenance.
"Yes, what's the situation?" She finally couldn't help but ask.
Yan Jiuru looked up at her, nodded slightly, and said in a low voice: "Someone was spotted lingering around the outskirts of the village these past few days."
He pursed his lips and said, "It should be directed at me."
Chen Yin took a deep breath, calmed herself down, and her mind raced as she asked, "Is it because of the Hexi Village incident?"
She said, this group of Japanese devils have been hiding for so many years, how could they be wiped out so easily.
After realizing this, she actually breathed a sigh of relief. "I feel relieved now. Otherwise, I would have always felt that this matter was not over."
Yan Jiuru tapped her nose in appreciation and whispered, "We can't stay in the village. We don't want to implicate our family and fellow villagers. I plan to lure the snake out of its hole."
"Count me in!" Chen Yin quickly loaded the pistol and test-fired it with no bullets. "It would be nice if there was a semi-automatic."
***
Upon hearing this, Yan Jiuru got up and went out. Not long after, he came back from outside carrying a heavy long wooden box.
Open the lock and inside is an MG3 made by the Western Rheinmetall Company!
Although Chen Yin had never seen this kind of gun and was very surprised, she did not forget to get up quickly and lock the door.
She didn't ask where the gun came from.
After all, her husband is usually on a secret mission, so he will tell her what he knows, and it would be pointless to ask about what he cannot tell her.
Yan Jiuru glanced at the sleeping children and secretly activated a golden bell talisman to prevent the children from accidentally waking up and seeing the situation and shouting.
Yan Jiuru reached out and took out the MG3, and quietly explained to Chen Yin the characteristics and usage of the gun, as well as the difference between a bullet belt and a magazine, and asked Chen Yin to disassemble and assemble it several times to quickly familiarize herself with it.
Chen Yin was trained and smart. After watching Yan Jiuru's operation, she tried it herself.
The gun weighed about twenty pounds, and it was a bit too heavy for her to hold.
Install and dismantle, dismantle and install.
Yan Jiuru looked at her serious and calm face, feeling very fortunate to have married this wife.
If it were a delicate person, wouldn’t she be so scared when seeing these guns that she screamed, fainted, or cried?
Seeing that she was stuck for a moment, Yan Jiuru reached out and hugged her, teaching her step by step how to disassemble and assemble the gun, load the bullet belt, change the rate of fire selector, quickly change the barrel, etc.
Chen Yin's cheeks flushed. She suppressed her pounding heart and learned the skills in a serious manner.
Yan Jiuru's eyes darkened, and he leaned over and kissed her hot cheek, chuckling, "You're already an old married couple, and you still blush so much, huh?"
Chen Yin paused for a moment, elbowed him, and said angrily, "You're so free!"
Yan Jiuru said innocently, "I just saw that you were too nervous."
Chen Yin suddenly thought of something, "Which link did you leak? Otherwise..."
Yan Jiuru was silent for a moment and said, "I guess it might be here in the county."
***
Yan Jiuru opened the top layer of the box and saw a brand new West German G3 enhanced version sniper rifle lying quietly underneath!
Originally, he didn't want to take out these weapons, but he found that several suspicious people outside the village should have received professional training.
Such people are likely to have professional weapons.
This requires caution.
He would rather use a sledgehammer to crack a nut than take the risk.
The two worked until late at night, and only after they became proficient in their work did they pack up and go to bed.
The next morning, Yan Jiuru told his family that he and Chen Yin would take some of the food and specialties they had exchanged to the post office to send away.
They borrowed an ox cart from the village office. When Wang Dali found out, he personally helped drive the cart. Yan Jiuru and Chen Yin, wrapped in thick military coats, sat among the mountain products and grain bags and rushed to the town.
"Are you scared?" After all, the previous training was just training, but this time it was definitely real.
Chen Yin shook her head. "I'm not afraid now, but I don't know what will happen then."
"Okay, that's pretty impressive!"
***
The ox cart slowly drove out of the village and onto the dirt road leading to Hongxing Town (formerly Hongxing Commune).
After walking for about twenty minutes, we passed a bare land and a row of trees, and arrived at a deserted place.
Yan Jiuru, taking cover under the grain bag, loaded the bullet into the chamber and reported quietly, "There's a man on a bicycle coming up from the right side, a hundred meters away."
Chen Yin also took off her gloves, pulled out the pistol from her arms, loaded the bullet and placed it next to her.
After walking for another ten minutes, Yan Jiuru sat up straight and said, "Seventy meters ahead on the left, there are two targets lying in the snow covered with white cloth. There are also two targets in the woods on the right. The enemy is in a triangle."
"Damn, they really think highly of us. We have a lot of manpower."
Wang Dali cursed as he loaded his gun and warned the two men, "When the gun goes off, the ox cart will surely be startled. We have to jump out."
Otherwise, it would be impossible to aim at the crazy ox cart.
"Okay, Brother Wang, be careful."
Wang Dali sneered, "Don't worry, I, your brother Wang, am from the reconnaissance company of the army. These little devils can't escape my eyes.
Leave the snowy areas to me and Chen Yin."
"Okay," Yan Jiuru glanced at Chen Yin. She was already holding the MG3 and placing it on the grain bag, using the scope to aim at the top of the rider behind her.
"Hit the head, or..."
She was asking whether to shoot him dead or keep him alive.
Yan Jiuru aimed at the target in the woods and said, "Safety first, no need to take risks."
The other two: Okay.
Wang Dali finally confirmed: "I'm sure it's not a villager."
Yan Jiuru: "Don't worry, it's correct."
Everyone brought their weapons and tried to surround and annihilate him several times. There was no way they were making a mistake!
***
The three of them seemed to be chatting while walking.
The cyclist behind finally approached, but he rode slowly and didn't move his hands.
"Ahem," Yan Jiuru coughed lightly, "He might take action in front."
Not long after he finished speaking, the guy on the cyclist suddenly took out a pistol from his arms and pulled the trigger at Wang Dali when he passed by the ox cart!
With a crisp "bang" sound, Wang Dali tilted his head almost at the same time. The next second, he raised his hand and fired a shot, giving the opponent a precise headshot!
The brains and blood spilled onto the snow and quickly froze to ice.
This was the first time that Chen Yin faced casualties.
Before she could think about it, her head was quickly pressed down by a big hand.
“Snap, snap!”
“Chirp!”
The bullet grazed my ear!
Almost at the same time, Yan Jiuru, holding the G3, had already killed a target.
At this moment, the dazed old ox suddenly started running like crazy.
The food bags that had been pushed to the side by them also fell down.
"Jump!" Wang Dali shouted, and the three of them quickly jumped off the ox cart and rolled on the spot to avoid the bullets.
“Chirp, chirp!”
The three men crouched down, quickly found a food bag as cover, lay down, set up their guns, aimed and fired!
Almost in one go.
It was Chen Yin’s first actual combat experience. She aimed and shot instinctively without thinking!
The MG3 fired a row of bullets, and a guy jumped out of the snow.
She was looking for her next target when she heard a voice: "Get down!"
Chen Yin and Wang Dali quickly lay down.
“Chirp, chirp, chirp!”
A string of bullets passed by almost at the same time!
The guys in the woods aren't using hands or guns!
As the other party fired again, Yan Jiuru also pulled the trigger!
With a "bang", Yan Jiuru pulled the trigger!
A target in the woods was shot in the head!
It’s that easy!
***
“Chirp, chirp, chirp!”
Chen Yin quickly lowered her head, and while the opponent was shooting, she fired another burst of bullets, but the opponent actually dodged it by rolling over!
"Da da da, da da da!" Another row of continuous shots.
"Baka!"
The remaining Japanese soldiers in the snow were so angry that they cursed, "This is not a battlefield, why are you suppressing them with firepower!"
Are you guys behaving like that?!
"Bang!"
Before he could finish his curse, Yan Jiuru fired a sniper shot and sent him to meet his accomplice who had left earlier.
After being shot, the guy stood upright for a few seconds before slowly falling down.
I guess I will never understand until my death how a few militiamen could have sniper rifles and fully automatic light machine guns...
***
The gunfire stopped for a while, and Chen Yin asked cautiously, "Are they all dead?"
Wang Dali shook his head, "There should be another one."
Yan Jiuru reached out to Chen Yin, and Chen Yin understood and handed him the fully automatic G3.
This thing weighs about twenty pounds, and it is indeed a bit difficult for her to use it.
All thanks to lots of bullets!
Wang Dali took the opportunity to touch the G3 sniper and couldn't let it go.
Yan Jiuru glanced at Chen Yin and warned, "There are still some devils that haven't been found, don't show up."
He carried the MG3 and walked towards the woods step by step.
It’s not that the sniper rifle is bad, but the effective range of the sniper rifle is 400 meters, while the MG3 starts at 800 meters, and the bullets can be fired continuously.
He was not competing in skills at this time, but in who would die first.
He released his spiritual sense and saw that the other party was crawling in a trench. No wonder he couldn't see clearly.
Maybe he saw the black muzzle of his gun aimed at him from a distance, the guy actually stood up tremblingly!
Yan Jiu pulled the trigger without stopping.
Humph, if he wants something alive, he never bothers to do it.
He is the Demon Lord, at worst he can capture your soul and search it.
***
There were five Japanese devils, Yan Jiuru killed three, Chen Yin and Wang Dali killed one each.
Both expressed regret.
Although it was in the wilderness, the gunshots were quite intense and someone might have heard it.
Yan Jiuru asked Chen Yin to find a ox cart, while he and Wang Dali quickly cleaned up the battlefield, collected the Japanese corpses, bullet casings, etc.
The old cow was really loyal. It didn't run far, but stopped on the roadside a few dozen meters ahead, waiting blankly.
Chen Yin calmed the old cow and led the ox cart back to the scene.
At this time, Secretary Chen and a group of militiamen also rushed over after hearing the news.
***
Secretary Chen first looked at his daughter for a few times. Seeing that she was not afraid but rather calm, he nodded and thought to himself, "She is worthy of being my child!"
Many new recruits take several days to get used to killing the enemy for the first time.
However, he still stopped his daughter from helping to clean up the battlefield and said, "Pick up the food and don't waste it."
Many people were against it, but the son-in-law was sensible enough and no one encouraged Chen Yin to contact the dead devil.
Secretary Chen watched Wang Dali and his men collect the bodies and asked Yan Jiuru, "Are you not going to call us?"
Yan Jiuru shook his head.
He suspected that there was a monitoring device installed on one end of the phone or that there was a problem with the phone line.
Otherwise, how could it be possible that as soon as he had taken over the Japanese's nest, several professionals came to surround and kill him?
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