…… Zhang Dabiao secretly said that he was unlucky, he spat fiercely and spat at Xingzi on the dirt ground, this spitting Xingzi rolled up in dust and crumpled into a ball, and a few traces of blood could be faintly seen.

"Damn, Lao Tzu has fought a lifelong battle, but I didn't expect to be planted here today."

Zhang Dabiao looked up at the sky, his already rough skin was mixed with the black smoke and mud of gunsmoke, which made his rough face suddenly bring a bit of vicissitudes, if it wasn't for the war, Zhang Dabiao estimated, and then thought sweetly in his heart, his son is estimated to be able to resist the Hanyang Build.

What is made in Hanyang, that kind of garbage broken gun, at least it should be the devil's 38 big gay, that thing is a good thing...... It's just that this idea was quickly abandoned by Zhang Dabiao, "Fart, if Lao Tzu has a son, he is reluctant to let him go to the battlefield, he should live well, yes, send him to study again, maybe he can still take the exam...... No, no, now that there is no show, how can I mix with a college student, then the old Zhang family, who has been muddy for several lifetimes, can also smoke on the ancestral grave. ”

A sharp pain suddenly came from his legs, "Damn, the little devil's bite really hurts", Zhang Dabiao scolded and scolded, while touching the gunshot wound on his leg that was hit by the little devil, let go of his hand and looked, sure enough, it was a red bloodstain, but Zhang Dabiao's mouth never admitted defeat, especially for the little devil, Zhang Dabiao did not coerce.

"Damn, Lao Tzu was just bitten by a little devil!"

Zhang Dabiao has always looked down on devils, in his eyes, the little devil is the smelly and disgusting mosquito that hates people, and when he is injured, he is just bitten by a mosquito.

The tough guy Zhang Dabiao tore off a piece of cloth from his coarse cloth jacket, and tied up the gunshot wound on his calf tightly with the pain three times and five by two, he didn't want to faint because of excessive blood loss.

Thinking about the experience of a quarter of an hour ago, Zhang Dabiao felt aggrieved, he had a brave personality, he charged with part of the main force of the first battalion, and the big knife he carried made a loud noise, and he had already made a bloodthirsty desire in the palm of his clenched hand.

At that moment, Zhang Dabiao had a bloody impulse, and he was even thinking that even if a team of devils rushed towards him at that time, he would split the devils in half one by one.

But who would have expected that "the hero will die before leaving the school, and the hero will be full of tears", Zhang Dabiao, who carried a big knife to raise the spiritual energy of his whole body to the peak, just rushed to a fork in the road with the team, but he didn't want the little devil to set up an ambush there early in the morning.

The black heavy machine gun muzzle was sprayed directly, that is, Zhang Dabiao's reaction was extraordinary, and he twisted his body behind the nearby cover while yelling "concealment...... His life was finally saved, but he was shot in the calf.

It's just a shot in the calf, in the eyes of Zhang Dabiao, who has strong willpower, it's just a mosquito bite, if it is left in normal times, let alone a shot in the leg, it is a broken leg, Zhang Dabiao is confident that his face will not change.

Recalling the first battle in the Black Plains, he Zhang Dabiao was shot several times, didn't he still hold the machine gun and suddenly kill more than a dozen devils in a row?

At that time, Zhang Dabiao was only a squad leader under Li Yunlong, and it was precisely by virtue of that battle that Li Yunlong fell in love with this soldier who did not want to die in a battle, and later promoted Zhang Dabiao all the way up until today, the first battalion commander of the new regiment.

Thinking of Li Yunlong, the iron man Zhang Dabiao's eyes suddenly became a little hot, since he joined the army, he never thought about living well, he has never been afraid of death, whether it is under Song Zheyuan or under the account of the Eighth Route Army, this has never changed.

But after meeting Li Yunlong, Zhang Dabiao understood that if a confidant dies, his life will be Li Yunlong's in the future, so many years Zhang Dabiao has followed the head of the regiment Li Yunlong from birth to death, and the emotion between the two has long surpassed the relationship between superiors and subordinates.

"Commander, Zhang Dabiao can't drink with you and kill devils in the future!"

Zhang Dabiao roared in his heart, and then he didn't care about his leg injury, and led his subordinates to retreat to the high slope of the bunker behind him while fighting.

It's too bad for the little devil to bite this bite, but now he is breaking through with all his might, time is life, it can be said that it is the moment when he relies most on two legs, but Zhang Dabiao's calf is injured.

The moment Zhang Dabiao was hit in the calf by a bullet, he knew from the sharp pain in the calf that he couldn't run this time.

However, Zhang Dabiao thought very clearly, he could not run, but he must not become a burden to other soldiers, he ordered the soldiers of the first battalion to retreat and said to the soldiers: "You leave some grenades and bullets for Lao Tzu, and then withdraw quickly!" I'll cover you up. ”

"Battalion commander, what about you?" A fighter asked.

A foot outside the wall, the devil's firepower has not stopped, but Zhang Dabiao laughed wildly and said: "Just these little devils, you can't kill Lao Tzu, you listen to the order and retreat immediately!" ”

The soldiers of the first battalion were still hesitating, and one of Zhang Dabiao's old subordinates found the blood stains on Zhang Dabiao's legs and exclaimed: "Battalion commander, you are injured!" ”

Zhang Dabiao glared at the subordinate and scolded: "Be quiet on your dog day." ”

The old subordinate's voice became louder and louder, and said, "I know, battalion commander, you want to sacrifice yourself to cover our retreat, brothers, you say, can we leave the battalion commander and run away alone?" ”

"Battalion commander, let's not go!"

"Yes, the big deal is death, let's fight with the little devil."

"Battalion commander, none of us will leave if you don't leave."

Zhang Dabiao's eyes were rosy, but the scolding was even worse: "You fools! If you don't go, I'll shoot you! ”

Zhang Dabiao took out a gun and pointed it at his subordinates, but none of the soldiers in the first battalion flinched.

The old subordinate said resolutely: "Battalion commander, you don't have to waste bullets to shoot us, let's save the bullets to fight the little devils!" Even if we die, we will die on the way to the charge, instead of leaving the battalion commander to retreat. ”

"Yes!" The fighters of the first battalion shouted in unison.

Moved and angry tears swirled in Zhang Dabiao's eyes, Zhang Dabiao moved his body and changed the position of the calf with the wound, and the pain was less.

Zhang Dabiao was about to say something, but he was stunned because he saw the scene in the distance: Han Feng, who was about to break out of the encirclement, probably because he saw the situation on his side, actually gave up the opportunity to break out of the encirclement and moved closer to his side.

Han Feng's assault platoon was also dispersed, and there were only three comrades left around him, and the four of them were about to rush out along the bunker, Han Feng looked back and saw that more than a dozen soldiers were still in the encirclement of devils, and then looked at it, Zhang Dabiao, the commander of the first battalion, actually failed to break through.

Without thinking much about it, Han Feng took the three soldiers around him and the assault platoon to storm back again......