"Yo Xi, Yo Xi," Yamamura said to his staff officer, "and take Wangjiafang with more strength." As long as we take Wangjiafang, we will have dinner. Captain and a few of you staff officers, I invite you to sushi. ”

Yamamura knew that his wing was working too hard, getting up at 2 o'clock in the middle of the night, eating, and attacking at 4 o'clock. At this time, it was close to noon, and the jade was broken, but without the jade was broken, the body was already exhausted to the extreme, and if I didn't add some nutrition, I was afraid that I would really collapse.

"Harb! Harbish! Several staff officers also grinned, and after a morning of fierce fighting, it was finally not in vain, and the huge casualties paid were finally paid off.

But at this moment, a 5.8 mm bullet tore through the dull air and flew towards the back of Yamamura's head at a speed of 930 meters per second. With a "horn", Osamu Yamamura collapsed weakly in the water, barely having a chance to struggle.

Several guards hurriedly pulled up their own wing captains and shouted loudly: "Wing Captain, Wing Captain, what's wrong with you? Only then did they find out that the back of the captain's head was open, and the bullet drilled into the back of his head, and came out from the center of the front eyebrows, and his face was covered with blood and **, and he didn't even have a chance to say that it hurt.

The guards and staff officers were immediately shocked and hurriedly protected the wing commander. But it was too late to make any moves, and they hurried to find the enemy. Just behind him, on a river beach, several people were running fast towards the hilly terrain to the north.

"Yaga! Dead, dead. "Chinese snipers, gossip!" "Machine guns, machine guns, machine gun fire."

But Han Xing, who was on the south bank, had already discovered that Wu Xiaoming's team had succeeded in assassinating him. Hurriedly ordered Zhang Xiaosan and Yin Zhaoli: "All firepower, suppress the shooting, and cover Wu Xiaoming's withdrawal from the river beach." ”

All the heavy machine guns, light machine guns, and assault rifles on the south bank were shooting at the Japanese wing that had lost its leader. The Japanese fell in the water, one after another.

Due to the sudden assassination of Osamu Yamamura, the deployment of the Japanese attack was disrupted. Several commanders of the Japanese army had to make an impromptu decision: "Retreat, retreat, retreat!" ”

This Japanese offensive was broken down after paying a huge price.

Wu Xiaoming led these people to run out of the river beach and quickly went up the small mountain, and he didn't dare to stay on this small mountain for a long time. This is already the rear of the Japanese army, and at some point, a Japanese patrol will come.

Wu Xiaoming led them along the riverside when they came, as long as they arrived in a place where no one was there and quickly crossed the Xinqiang River, it would be safe.

They surprisingly returned to their original place, and when Wu Xiaoming saw that the female health guard was still lying there, as if she was still motionless despite the sound of gunfire in the Xinqiang River, as if the cruel war had nothing to do with her.

When Wu Xiaoming ran past the place where she was lying, he found that she seemed to be moving. "She's alive!" Wu Xiaoming shouted.

Li Dazhong scolded: "Whether she dies or lives, what does it have to do with us?" Hurry up, Platoon Commander Wu, I'm afraid it's too late. Li Dazhong gasped and said breathlessly.

"Carry her on your back! Otherwise, she wouldn't be saved. Wu Xiaoming bent down to pick up this Japanese female health soldier.

"Are you insane," Li Dazhong yelled loudly, "I've already saved her once." It's a burden! ”

Wu Xiaoming didn't listen to him, bent down and picked up the female health soldier, and walked towards the river, and the river soon reached his knees and waist. Wu Xiaoming carried her on his back and swam forward with all his might.

The Japanese have come after them, good fellows, there is a squadron of them.

They had just lost their co-captain Osamu Yamamura, and now they vented all the anger in their hearts on these five people. "Sudden ......" and "Da ......" crooked machine guns shot vigorously into the new wall river. The 38-cap rifle also sounded "horn hook" and "horn hook."

Some of the bullets passed overhead, and some burrowed into the water, making a "hiss-" sound.

Li Dazhong retreated while directing three soldiers to return fire. "Sudden ......" "Da ......"

"Don't let go of this female devil and help us shoot a few shots." Li Dazhong was a little anxious, and shouted at Wu Xiaoming.

At this time, it has reached the mainstream of the New Wall River, and if this female sanitary soldier is put down, she will be immediately washed away by the water. Wu Xiaoming said: "Hold on a little longer and save her life!" ”

Li Dazhong scolded: "Why! Why!! Why!! Despite Li Dazhong's scolding, he still swam hard to the south bank, organizing a retreat and a counterattack.

Another bullet flew from the north shore, and at once it hit the female health soldier in the shoulder, and blood flowed out again.

Wu Xiaoming said to Li Dazhong: "Take out your first-aid kit and bandage her." ”

Li Dazhong couldn't understand it even more: "What? And give her a bandage? What if I get hurt! ”

"Hurry up, what's more." Wu Xiaoming said another word to Li Dazhong.

Although Li Dazhong was full of complaints, he still obeyed Wu Xiaoming's orders.

The Chinese troops on the south bank also discovered the situation in the Xinqiang River, and heavy machine guns began to help the squad shoot. Several people quickly went ashore, and Han Xing led Zhang Xiaosan and some people to greet them.

Han Xing was full of joy when he saw that the five people were all back, and when he saw that Wu Xiaoming was still carrying a female devil, he was confused again, and asked, "Wu Xiaoming, what's going on?" ”

Before Wu Xiaoming could speak, Li Dazhong preemptively said: "This is Platoon Commander Wu's compassion, if you want to call me, you will already be slashed." She also wounded the pony ......"

Wu Xiaoming said to Han Xing: "Hurry up and save her, it's too late." She is a prisoner, no longer an enemy. ”

The situation was complicated, and Han Xing didn't have time to ask in detail, so he hurriedly said to Zhang Xiaosan: "Immediately carry it to the health team, it is important to save people." ”

The two warriors quickly carried the female devil away on a stretcher.

Han Xing led some of Zhang Xiaosan's people back to Wangjiafang quickly. The situation in Wangjiafang is still not optimistic, after this bloody battle, the first company of this battalion was all killed, and the second and third companies also suffered heavy losses. It was difficult to avoid enemy shelling on such a narrow plateau.

In the interval between the two fierce battles, Wangjiafang seemed to be particularly quiet.

The officers and men of the battalion and the officers and men of the Southern Expeditionary Army had just had time to eat, and it didn't matter who sent the food. Rice and meat buns were eaten casually, and the warriors opened their chapped lips and swallowed rice in large gulps. I was in a hurry, so I took a sip of the hot water that was brought up. In fact, the hot water has been sent a long time ago, and it has become cold water, and there is no time to drink saliva during the fierce battle.

In the ruins next to it, there were many fallen officers and soldiers, who were very quiet at this moment, as if they were quietly watching the officers and soldiers eating. Although their stomachs were empty, they did not have the opportunity to eat, so they could only quietly watch their comrades.

The September sky in the south was exceptionally clear, a breeze blew, and the air that was still full of gunsmoke just now was immediately much refreshed, showing a blue sky and white clouds, a peaceful scene. A few white doves flew through the air, showing the beauty of life and the happiness of peace.

Han Xing stuffed the bun into his mouth and said to ***: "Battalion Commander Hu, the terrain in Wangjiafang is very bad, and there is no way to avoid the enemy's shelling, so do you retreat to the side again." ”

He nodded and said, "You're right, we'll move immediately." Except for a platoon of the second company left to monitor the enemy, the rest did not wait to finish their meal and quickly moved to a more secluded place next to it.

As soon as the battalion and the Southern Expeditionary Army were transferred, the Japanese artillery bombardment began again, and this time nearly 1,000 shells fell, turning over this area of several square kilometers several times. Only the explosion made Wangjiafang full of firelight, gunpowder smoke everywhere, and the black smoke that rushed to the sky rolled up into the sky for a while, and even the sun was almost obscured.

When the sound of the cannon stopped, Wangjiafang was dead silent again, and it seemed that there was not even a single mosquito or fly humming. There were bullet holes everywhere, broken bricks and tiles everywhere, and the charred wood that had long been extinguished was burning again.

The battalion and the Southern Expeditionary Army once again entered the Wangjiafang position.

There was not a single living person on the Wangjiafang position, not even the corpse of the man could be seen, and a platoon of the second company had all been killed.

The battalion and the Southern Expeditionary Army built fortifications again on the ruins of Wangjiafang. The so-called fortifications are to use the existing craters and adapt measures to local conditions, and it is too late to dig fortifications. Because on the opposite side of the Shinqiang River, the Japanese army's Yamamura Haruo Wing began a new round of attack.

Suddenly, several shells hit, and instead of producing a strong explosion, clouds of yellow smoke rose up. Although it was a southerly wind, the Japanese army calculated well, and the shells hit the back of Wangjiafang, and the yellow smoke drifted with the wind, and the smoke produced a choking smell.

"Oh no, it's the enemy's gas bombs. Anti-gas, anti-gas! Han Xing shouted loudly.

The Southern Expeditionary Army had long been trained in anti-poison gas, and anti-poison equipment had already been issued in each company. Therefore, the officers and soldiers of the Southern Expeditionary Army quickly brought masks, filled pipes, and carried filter boxes on their backs. Zhang Xiaosan first equipped Han Xing with a gas mask, and then brought the anti-gas equipment himself, and it was a short time late, he coughed loudly, couldn't stand still, and quickly squatted down, panting loudly.

Han Xing felt a little guilty about Zhang Xiaosan at this time. In normal times, he bears the most, bears him when he makes mistakes, bears him when he is unhappy, bears him when he has nothing to do, and seems to have become his own punching bag. In this battle of Straw Shoe Ridge, although Zhang Xiaosan tried his best not to fight this battle, he still did not escape when he was punished.

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