The explosion of the grenade made the devil even more panicked, and Ren Laifeng and the smoking gun took advantage of the devil's mess to quickly get out of the house and escape.

Street fighting is brutal, but street fighting is also full of opportunities. The two men quickly shuttled between the dilapidated and intact buildings, and they approached step by step towards the positions that our troops had in their impressions.

Just climbed over a low wall, and was confronted by a devil with a rifle, holding his head and throwing it to the side, Ren Laifeng raised his hand to shoot, and the unlucky devil instantly had an extra gun hole on his head. The guy stared at a pair of eyes that were gradually distracted, and fell down blindly.

has experienced such a scene a lot, and Ren Laifeng and the smoking gun have formed a tacit understanding. One of the two men makes a strange move to attract the attention of the devil, and the other shoots the enemy. Ren Laifeng's shooting level and reflexes are rapidly improving in fast-paced combat, and at the same time, his cooperation with the smoking gun is becoming more and more tacit.

Just like this time, after Ren Laifeng killed the devil, he quickly ran to the corpse that was not stiff, and after looting the devil's ammunition, dry food belt, and the money and other things he was carrying, the smoking gun was already limping.

"Hey, boy, give me half of the money." He's not hungry anymore. After killing a few devils, the biscuits and candies found alone have filled the veteran's stomach, and the cigarette gun now has only pennies left in his eyes.

"Old slippery head! Why didn't you come when you were searching for the body? Just know to eat ready-made! Ren Laifeng muttered, but still handed over a few colorful bills. Partners can't cheat partners when they do business, and he has a pretty good grasp of this.

"Hey, that fake fall just now almost broke my bones. It's not bad to be able to get up now, can't this be called eating ready-made, right? ”

"Pretend, you can pretend to me!" Ren Laifeng pursed his lips and expressed extreme disdain for the words and actions of the smoking gun. In this way, the old man and the young man fought all the way into the alley war zone of the two armies.

Diagonally, a devil was hiding behind the wall and was holding a gun to aim, and Ren Laifeng and the smoking gun came out of the half-fallen door and came right behind him. The devil quickly turned around with a gun when he heard the movement, and Ren Laifeng and the cigarette gun went to the ground with a separate body left and right, and at the moment of falling, the two of them shot at the same time, and the two cold lights went straight to the devil.

Both men threw throwing knives, their bayonets, at the same time. In times of in-between, throwing knives tend to be faster than guns! One knife pierced the devil's chest, and the other smashed into the bridge of the devil's nose. Ren Laifeng is young and moves faster, and he has rushed to the devil before the smoking gun action, and he pulled out a knife and cut his throat to end the devil's pain in one go.

"Who's that brother over there?" A greeting was heard from outside the wall, speaking pure Chinese with a northwestern accent.

"Of the 487th Regiment of the 81st Division."

"Four, eighty, seven?" There was an exclamation on the other side of the wall, and a head with a military cap was revealed on the wall, and two red eyes swept left and right to see Ren Laifeng and the smoking gun, and the head retracted again, "Brothers of the 487th Regiment, you come and talk." ”

Although he was a little unhappy, Ren Laifeng and the smoking gun climbed over the low wall and went over to meet the red-eyed soldier. No wonder this man refused to climb over the wall, it turned out that his left leg was broken, and the wound was wrapped in a cloth of unknown color. In addition to his red eyes, this person's face is much whiter than that of ordinary people, which is obviously a symptom of excessive blood loss.

"Did Chairman Han give the order to retreat?" As soon as I met the wounded soldier, I asked the simplest question. And this simple question made the two people not know how to answer it.

"We haven't met Chairman Han, and the two of us are here to help out in the city. How's your situation here? Seeing that the cigarette gun had no meaning to speak, Ren Laifeng had no choice but to casually ask about the situation of the defenders.

"What else?" The soldier with the broken leg let out a wry laugh, "Xiao Ximen has fought hand-to-hand more than a dozen times, and more than half of the brothers in our regiment have been killed or wounded. Before receiving the order to retreat, the brothers had no choice but to fight the little devils to the end! When it came to fighting to the end, there was no fear on the warrior's face, only a look of indifference.

Fierce battles, fierce battles all night. After Ren Laifeng Smoke Gun and the defenders of the 485th Regiment converged, they were finally able to rest for a while.

Chen Yannian, the commander of the 485th Regiment, was very enthusiastic when he saw the two of them, and when he heard that the so-called reinforcements were only these two, the disappointed expression on his face could be felt even by a blind person.

Although there are few people, but the two of them are reinforcements in the end, and Regiment Commander Li can't ignore them, he arranged Ren Laifeng and the two of them to a company that is taking turns to rest. It is said to be a rotational holiday, but in fact, it is a two-hour rest in an abandoned house. Two hours later, the company had to go to rest in place of another company.

The sound of gunfire, cannonballs, explosions, and shouts of killing in Texas City continued all night. In this noisy environment, Ren Laifeng slept exceptionally sweetly this night.

When you wake up, you fight when you're hungry, and when you're done eating, you're going to fight again. The Hanyang-made 88-style rifle that he regarded as a treasure was also broken during a certain fight with a bayonet. The price of the broken gun was a bayonet on Ren Laifeng's shoulder. Fortunately, it didn't hit the bone, and he gritted his teeth and barely able to fight.

At 10 o'clock in the morning of October 3, the unfortunate news came: Colonel Chen Yannian, the commander of the 485th Regiment of the Texas defenders, was hit by shrapnel and died on the spot!

The commander of a unit was killed, and it was supposed that this force should have broken up on the spot. But the soldiers of the 485th Regiment have already killed the red eyes, and as long as they can still move, they still insist on fighting. Even the seriously wounded who had already been lying there and couldn't move at all, each of them had a grenade in their hands, waiting for the last moment to fight the devil.

Texas City can't hold it! This is Ren Laifeng's judgment based on the current fighting situation between the two sides. The devils are constantly attacking, there are planes bombing in the sky, and tanks are strafing and shelling back and forth in the ground, and the unrelenting defense of our soldiers is just the unyielding belief in their hearts that supports them.

But in the case of no reinforcements from outside and no commander at home, this kind of persistence actually can't be supported for too long. If a large number of reinforcements do not arrive in a day, there is only one final result: the city is destroyed.

In the two-choice question of burning the jade in Texas City or fleeing for his life before the last moment came, Ren Laifeng chose the latter with difficulty. He was a descendant, and he knew that China's War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression would inevitably be won. If that is the case, then why did he die in the city? Isn't it good to keep a useful body and continue to fight devils?

Ren Laifeng talked about his idea and smoking gun, and quickly won the approval of the veteran. The two of them went to the surviving officers and soldiers of the 485th Regiment to talk to them, but they found a few people in a row, and no one was willing to go with them. These people seem to be ready to live and die with the city.

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