The lame man also picked up the gun, after this period of time, it seems that it has become his instinct to take this murderous guy day and night, as long as the gun leaves his hand, he feels panicked. The gun was already in his hand, but the lame five didn't know where to fight, he didn't know who to fight, the murderous Hu Laosan had already handed over the devil, the two of them were fighting bayonets in the trenches, and the surrounding brothers were in a mess. The lame dog's head was still buzzing, and when he heard Hu Lao shouting loudly and angrily, he was not allowed to help his comrades, and he was anxious and felt strange for a while.

Hu Laosan's face at this time was already distorted and not very human-like, even more hideous and terrifying than the devil opposite him. Although the devil had been surrounded by Chinese soldiers, he did not seem to be frightened at all, and the bayonet in his hand stabbed at Boss Hu's vital point from time to time. Although the body of the formal rifle is shorter than that of the 38 big cover, the bayonet is longer, and Hu Laosan did not suffer a loss in the bayonet.

The fighting for the rest of the position continues, but it is close to the end. After there is light, the devils are killed one by one, even if there is an occasional devil begging for mercy, the red-eyed veteran will not let go.

Here, after Hu Laosan stepped back and twisted his body, he let the devil be determined to get a stab, and turned around and put a bayonet into the devil's chest. Lame Wu, who was shaking his hands and aiming at the devil, was relieved and put down his gun, but he was shocked to see Hu Laosan smiling and twisting the bayonet......

"Ge Laozi, yes, I know how to help!" With a splashed blood star on his face, Hu Laosan walked over to Lame Wu and looked at Lame Wu who was still in a shooting pose, with more disdain than appreciation in his eyes, "Next time you bump into something like this, don't embarrass Lao Tzu with a cold gun, play with bayonets, Sichuan soldiers are no worse than devils!" ”

"What the third brother said is not wrong, I, Liu Mazi, followed the army to the south and the north, which army does not have a group of well-known Sichuan gentlemen?" An old soldier came up with a smile and answered, revealing his big smoky teeth.

"Turtle son, do you need to say it?" Hu Laosan scolded viciously, but his face looked quite proud.

Liu Mazi came up to hand Hu Laosan a cigarette, and he didn't even glance at the lame five out of the corner of his eye.

The sneak attack was all solved, and the whole process took less than half an hour, and the cost of more than a dozen people caused nearly 100 casualties to the infantry regiment. There weren't many people left in the company, but a lot of people died in the sneak attack, and Luo Dazi nodded everywhere with a gloomy face.

"Third brother, do the shoes still fit?" In a corner, he asked with a limp. The performance of Liu Mazi just now made him seem to understand, but it was obviously not as natural and sophisticated as others behaved.

"Well, yes!" Judging from Hu Laosan's answer, it seems that he is not very interested, and he does not have the slightest intention of thanking.

"Third brother, I came to the army late, and I don't know how to deal with things, you can teach me more in the future." Cripple Five is just a cowardly character, not stupid, he knows when to say something, and shut up when he really can't say it.

The humble attitude is undoubtedly what all veterans want to see in the newcomers, Hu Laosan's face looked much better, and he chatted with the lame five without a match. After chatting with Hu Laosan, he learned that the Japanese devil ground troops had not set foot in the Sichuan Basin, and although Chongqing had been bombed for several years, Hu Laosan was not from Chongqing.

He felt more and more confused, and he didn't understand why Hu Laosan came out to fight, was he also arrested like himself?

Hearing the question, Hu Laosan looked at him with contempt for a long time, and coldly recited a passage from the words on the flag of his hometown when he sent his son to enlist in the army: "The national disaster is at the head, and the husband is responsible." I wanted to serve, but I was too old. Fortunately, I have a son, and I consciously ask for help. Give a flag and carry it with you at all times. Wipe blood when wounded, and wrap up after death. Go forward bravely, don't forget your duty! ”

"Dead is a hammer? My old man longed to eat Japanese meat raw, and I took a bite on his behalf. Hu Laosan finally threw down such a sentence and ended the conversation.

Until dawn, the lame five never fell asleep again, the temperature difference between day and night in the mountains is very large, and he is very afraid of cold, and he keeps shivering. Hu Laosan beside him slept on the muddy floor that was full of blood, snoring constantly. When the captain of the company shouted and got up to march, a bird was startled and swept over the forest belt. Watching it fly high all the time, sweeping over the rolling Nu River, and plunging into the morning mist on the other side, he suddenly choked up.

That's the direction of home, and he just wants to go home.

The commander of the 82nd regiment Huang is a coarse and fine person, and he was extremely angry about the sneak attack of the devils last night, and this time he attacked the devil's position, and several battalion commanders were asked by him to explain the tactics, which side is the main attack and which side is the flank, and he is not in a hurry to insert it into the depth, but to advance steadily and steadily. Since the start of the battle, the casualties of the 82nd Regiment have been too large, and he does not want to spend all his capital because he is in a hurry to win.

"Commander, this dog's day is a lucky general, and he killed a devil with his eyes closed yesterday, and many of us have seen it." A deputy battalion commander answered.

"Oh, it seems that the devil's luck has come to an end, so it's no wonder there is such a thing." Commander Huang looked at the little soldier with interest, "Where is the person, what is his name?" ”

"Wu Fugui, Zunyi people." Cripple replied with some trepidation. The chief in front of him has a swarthy face, although the tone of his speech is relatively peaceful, but it can be seen from his eyes that he is very fierce, and most of them are also a murderous person.

"Answering the chief's question and shouting a report, I don't even understand this rule?!" The battalion deputy before frowned and reprimanded.

"Report ...... Sir, I don't know how to read, and no one has taught me this. He swallowed his saliva, only to feel a little dry in his throat.

"It's okay, what the hell are you bluffing!" Commander Huang glared at the battalion deputy, turned around and said to the lame five gently, "Fugui, Wu Fugui, good name, after defeating the Japanese devils, everyone will have a peaceful life, and you can really be rich at that time, you know?" ”

"Report to the sir, got it, sir!" Cripple Five actually didn't know anything, but he felt that he shouldn't be uninteresting.

Commander Huang was really satisfied with Cripple Five's performance, patted Cripple Five on the shoulder, said "Do a good job", and turned around and left with a group of officers. Hu Laosan walked over and looked at the lame five with a flushed face, and shook his head, as if he had seen a fool.