After Qin Xuan and Zhao Mozhi finished talking, they came to Ning Hao's side and asked, "There is nothing wrong with the performance just now, right?"

Hearing Qin Xuan's question, Ning Hao said: "There is no problem at all, whether it is the grasp of emotions or the tension of the performance, it is quite good." ”

Hearing Ning Hao's words, Qin Xuan nodded, "That's good, let's continue filming next?"

"Well, while filming a scene, I think today's task is pretty much it. ”

Behind the bunker set up by Shashi, a fierce lieutenant commanded a dozen soldiers who stubbornly resisted. Most of them were injured and embarrassed, but they had gone crazy. The crowd moved the dead bodies and the collapsed sandbags away, and pushed a deflated flat-fire cannon towards the hole. The loader picked up the shell, got down on one knee, and got ready. The gunfire on both sides continued uninterrupted. The camera shoots the shooting hole from the outside of the bunker. The slender muzzle of the machine gun sprayed bullets, and when the shooting stopped, the barrel of the gun retracted, and the muzzle of the huge black hole crept out. The shell is loaded, and the muzzle is closed with a bang. The lieutenant squinted one eye to adjust the sight. The crosses in the scope caught the target horizontally, and hesitantly swayed towards the building at the corner of the street, and Gu Zidi and the instructor staggered out from the hidden place at the corner of the street to shoot, and the scope moved back and forth between the two of them.

Gu Zidi: What do you say are in a hurry? You can't wait! Look at the mines that blow up?

The instructor looked over the valley to see that one of the dead could not see his face clearly, his chin was high on the edge of the tin sheet, and the corrugated groove was covered with blood. The other was a swarthy baby-faced, pillowing on his side in the blood as if he was asleep. The instructor swallowed his saliva silently, his eyes moistened. The tense atmosphere was much more relaxed.

Instructor: Lao Gu, after this battle, we have to talk about it.

Gu Zidi: I won't talk to you. I'll make you dumplings to eat.

The instructor smiled bitterly: You take me as a prisoner?

Gu Zidi: You southerners don't eat mutton and green onions, it's really unlucky?? What stuffing do you like?

The instructor changed the bullet clip, which reduced the concealed vigilance, and the gun body shook significantly.

The mirror moved away from the hideout of the valley and swung towards the corner where the gun was shaking, and finally locked onto it. There was a loud bang. The cannon was ejected, and a stream of heat smashed through the brick wall on the corner in the scope, exploding in the ruins behind. Broken bricks and rubble and the instructor's body flew high, and a cloud of smoke and dust covered the street.

Gu Zidi scurryed around in the smoke, indifferent to the bullets flying around him.

Gu Zidi: Lao Sun!

Gu Zidi yelled and almost was knocked down by the beams of the house. The instructor was nestled in a pile of broken bricks, his body almost cut in two, his chest down was soaked in viscous plasma and broken body tissue, but his eyes were still wide open. Gu Zidi half-squatted and half-knelt, hugged the other party's shoulders, wanted to deal with the mud-like wounds, and immediately gave up as soon as he reached out and touched it.

Gu Zidi: What did you say? "What do you want to say?"

The instructor shook his head in pain and opened his mouth wide in despair, but he couldn't spit out a word.

Gu Zidi shouted: I understand, I understand what you mean? Let's eat fennel stuffing dumplings for you!?

Gu Zidi nodded frequently at the other party, and one hand mechanically stroked the other's shoulder.

The two attackers approached the enemy barricades under the cover of the ridge. Jiang Maocai was armed with a rifle and walked behind vigilantly. Lu Kuangou clamped the explosives bag, and his arched posture was quite strange. The voices of the defenders and the clashing of metal were heard below, and the two crouched down, holding their breath.

Lieutenant: Cannonballs! Bunny! Cannonballs for me!

The two of them glanced at each other, ready to break the boat, and the atmosphere was even more tense than before. The figure of the enemy dangled. Jiang Maocai Nunu mouthed, Lu Kuangou pulled the fuse, and threw the explosives downwards with enough breath.

Smoking explosives were packed with large birds that rained down from the sky and nearly knocked down a soldier. The crowd fled in all directions. The lieutenant was stunned for a moment, calmly picked up the explosive bag and wanted to throw it out, but before he could let go, he was hit by a bullet shot by Jiang Maocai. The dynamite bag sprayed brilliant sparks in the arms of the dying person.

There was a loud bang. Sandbags and human bodies rose and shattered in the smoke and dust, enveloping the attackers and everything around them. The gun carriage flew up like a windmill and fell far into the ruins.

Gunshots and killings rang out. The remaining company stepped over the corpses and rushed behind the valley field, pounced on the huge cloud of smoke opposite. Jiao Dafang ran over, panting like a bellows, looking at the crimson puddle of things on the ground in surprise.

Jiao Daqing: Company commander, give you a first-aid kit!

Silent.

Jiao Da Shed: Do you make the old man feel at ease?? I'll lead the people up first!"

Jiao Dacang felt that the other party's expression was abnormal, and suddenly found that the instructor was dead, so he ran away in a daze.

Guzi ran in a pool of blood, hugging the instructor's shoulders in a daze, and the breaths of the living and dead solidified together.

The sound of rumbling troops marching. The victors and losers evacuated the battlefield together along both sides of the railway line. The dejected captives were flanked by the emotionally charged siege troops, carrying all sorts of loot on their backs, and almost everyone was about to be crushed. Six-horse-drawn artillery and artillery wagons drove by, running four in a row, and the blue sky and white sun emblem on the guard plate was particularly dazzling. Dozens of people from the Ninth Company leaned on the collapsed bunkers, the broken cannon bodies, all of them were exhausted without covering their bodies, and their numb eyes revealed a sour taste. Lu Kuangou and Jiang Maocai were covered with black dirt, and they sat on the sandbags in a daze like a pair of gods. Machine gunner Luo Guangtian held a shiny cannonball and wiped it vigorously with his sleeve. Jiao Da Greenhouse circled the number of people in the crowd and recorded them in a notebook with a pencil head. Leaning on the abandoned train wagon, Gu Zidi took out half a cigarette from his jacket pocket and fumbled around to find a match. The scorched greenhouse came over.

Jiao greenhouse: ?? plus the injured, as long as the stretcher is not carried away, it is considered No. 1, there are still 46 left, 117 minus 46?? (voice lowered) 71 casualties in the company.

Gu Zidi picked up a charred military boot and examined its soles.

Gu Zidi: Sort out the list of the dead and report it clearly, don't delay.

Jiao Dacang sighed: Fight a battle and report a funeral?? Don't let me do this in the future.

Gu Zidi: You know a few words, who will do if you don't do it?

Guzidi walked over to a group of captives and beckoned to an officer. The palace official walked out of the queue and stared hard at Gu Zidi's slap, for fear that he would be slapped. Gu Zidi gently pulled the cigarette from the other party's mouth, tilted his head to the fire. The officer took a snort, slapped half a pack of cigarettes and a lighter on his hand without even thinking about it, and walked away with a friendly smile. Gu Zi turned his face on the floor, looked at the cigarette brand, and threw the cigarette rolls to his subordinates one by one.

Millet: Taste?? You also taste it, with tin foil.

The coke greenhouse used lighters to light cigarettes for everyone one by one.

Gu Zidi: They all bite their tongues, if you still know that it hurts, it is better than anything else?? What's the use of paying so many broken copper and iron pipes! It's not worth a cigarette in your mouth, don't you say?

The warriors laughed in agreement, giving him face, but smiling reluctantly. Jiao Dapeng found that Jiang Maocai's cloth shoes opened his mouth, revealing his bloody toes, and casually picked them off for the other party. He stopped one of the captives and threw his shoes on the ground.

Jiao Da Shed: Take it off.

The captives were at a loss.

Jiao Da Peng: Take it off! Change your stinky boots and wear them!

The captives sat on the ground in a panic and changed their shoes. Jiao Dacang threw his boots one by one to Jiang Maocai, who was barefooted. The rest of the warriors were inspired to flock to the edge of the captive queue and exchange dirty towels, deflated water bottles, half-cut belts, military hats with half the brim burned, and so on for the enemy's scarves, gloves, boots, aluminum lunch boxes, cow belts, steel helmets, and other fashionable American military supplies. This casual and unfair exchange caused a small commotion. Gu Zidi looked at everyone coldly, indifferent. He took a few puffs of his cigarette, threw away the cigarette butt, and walked to the street without looking back. The comrades-in-arms came to their senses and hurried to follow the flat-fire gun. The gun carriage rolled on a right wheel, with a rope tied to the left axle head, Jiao Dapeng and Luo Guangtian carried it with a wooden pole, and walked forward with four feet mixed with garlic. The embarrassed centaur gradually regained its formation and became involved in the mighty army.