Chapter 17: The Death Squads Are Formed Again
As the defenders concentrated their firepower, the momentum of the devil's attack was suppressed at once, so much so that the hordes of devil soldiers had to retreat a little and hide behind their tanks and armored vehicles.
The second lieutenant platoon commander took the remaining four soldiers and took the opportunity to rush towards the devil tank.
However, a devil lieutenant hiding behind the tank seemed to have spotted them, and he waved his saber violently and shouted: "Baga! Shoot, shoot, kill those abominable China! ”
Hearing the order, the devils pulled the trigger one after another.
Although the devil's machine gun firepower has been basically suppressed by Yang Jing, the firepower of the rest of the riflemen should not be underestimated.
"Bang, bang! ……”
A rain of bullets hit the front, and the five second lieutenant platoon commanders immediately separated, and the cat accelerated forward in an S-shaped forward route.
During the dodge, three more Demomen were shot one after the other, and died heroically.
However, the second lieutenant and another demoman rushed to the front of the tank.
The second lieutenant pulled the explosive bag in his hand and was about to throw it under the tank, when a shuttle of machine gun bullets whizzed over and hit him right on the wrist.
The dense bullets instantly smashed his entire right wrist.
The explosive pack, which was still smoking, fell to the ground along with the broken wrist.
Under the severe pain, the second lieutenant platoon commander looked up to the sky and roared angrily, then rolled on the spot, dodged the bullets opened by the rest of the devils, picked up the explosive bag with his uninjured other hand, and drilled into the bottom of the tank without hesitation.
The air seemed to freeze at this moment, and the defenders' positions, everyone's eyes were fixed on him.
"Bang! Bang bang! ”
With the sound of a silent gunshot, the second lieutenant's platoon commander's movements were forever frozen in this moment.
It was the devil second lieutenant who gave the order before, and this guy also fought hard, in order to smash the plan of the second lieutenant platoon leader, he actually rushed out from behind the tank butt under the rain of bullets from the defenders.
"Fuck it!"
Yang Jing scolded secretly, and immediately pulled the trigger, and the next moment, the head of this devil second lieutenant directly burst out with a cloud of blood mist, and half of the Heavenly Spirit Cover and his military hat flew out together.
"Boom!"
The next moment, the explosive bag that fell to the ground exploded, and at the same time as the explosion sounded, a dazzling red light rose to the ground, completely engulfing Yao Ziqing's guard platoon commander inside.
Inadvertently, Yang Jing's heart seemed to be hit hard by something, this second lieutenant, as well as the other three soldiers under him, were all sacrificed because of the plan he proposed.
After the explosion, the last surviving Demoman leaps from the ground.
The flame of hope in everyone's hearts was also rekindled at once, and they gritted their teeth and pulled the trigger to escort him.
On the other hand, the devils are also constantly firing and blocking, trying to intercept this hateful Chinese soldier.
"Poof!"
"Puff puff!"
Under the blow of the dense rain of bullets from the devils, the already thin body of this soldier seemed so small.
Although he was already trying to dodge, he was shot several times and fell heavily in a pool of blood.
Just when everyone thought that the warrior had been sacrificed, his body moved slightly.
Then, he grabbed the explosive bag with one hand and scratched the ground with the other, gritting his teeth, and crawled towards the devil tank in front of him little by little.
"He's not dead! Fire support, fire support! ”
I don't know who exclaimed, and the defenders pulled the trigger again.
While the devils were dodging the bullets, they were also firing at him, and the dense bullets hit the ground, splashing smoke and dust, and many bullets hit the soldiers' backs, bursting out with clouds of blood.
But he was still stubbornly crawling forward.
Finally, with all the strength of his body, the warrior climbed in front of the devil tank, and as the tank moved forward, he also entered the bottom of the tank.
"Long live the Chinese nation!"
After the soldier finished his last sentence, he slammed the explosive pack.
"Boom!"
Not long after, a dazzling red light rose from the bottom of this devil tank.
The huge shock wave shook even the body of the tank.
"It worked!"
On the defending positions, everyone let out a mournful cheer.
Only Yang Jing keenly observed that the tank seemed to suddenly increase its speed when the explosive package was about to explode.
Sure enough, as the smoke cleared, the tank's main gun barrel suddenly reversed direction and locked onto the area where the defenders were most under fire.
"Be careful!"
Yang Jing shouted hoarsely, but he was still a moment late.
Before several of the defenders in the area could react, a shell flew at high speed.
With a loud "boom", one machine gunner, along with two riflemen, was blown off.
Yang Jing witnessed the tragic death of Platoon Commander Wang and four subordinates, and felt a sense of guilt in his heart.
This feeling of guilt is like a steel knife slashing at his beating heart, maybe it is guilt that produces anger towards the enemy, or is stimulated by the adrenal glands, so that Yang Jing actually has an impulse in his heart to blow up the tank to avenge the platoon commander Wang and them; He walked quickly to Yao Ziqing with his waist bent, and said urgently: "Brother, the threat of the devil's tank to our army is too great, and this one alone is enough to tear apart our army's defense line."
So, I think we should re-establish a death squad.
This time, let me lead the team! ”
"Brother Yang, your proposal is not wrong, Platoon Leader Wang sacrificed for the country and died well, so you don't have to blame yourself too much."
Yang Jing said awe-inspiringly: "Brother, I am not blaming myself, but to complete the mission of defending the land and resisting the war!"
At the same time, we can't let Platoon Leader Wang sacrifice them in vain! ”
"Brother Yang, your righteousness is really admirable to me Yao Ziqing, okay, what needs to be done, you say, I will definitely fully cooperate with your operation!" Yao Ziqing's face also became solemn.
"Brother, you don't have to do anything this time, just throw as many smoke bombs as possible in front of the position and on the position, because I plan to disguise myself as a little devil and go over to kill the devil's tanks and armored vehicles, and it will be easy to be exposed if there are too many people."
"Brother Yang's clever plan!"
Yao Ziqing raised his eyebrows, and immediately began to give orders.
Soon, as the defenders rounded their arms and threw smoke bombs one after another, a cloud of white smoke rose from the front of the position.
The position, as well as the large area before it, was enveloped in thick white smoke.
All of a sudden, both sides lost sight of the other.
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