The young soldier mustered up the courage to express to Liu Lang that he wanted to stay and be Liu Lang's helper, and judging from the expressions on the faces of Liu Jinzuo and others, there should be many people who have this idea. Although when cleaning up the remains of their comrades-in-arms, many people just cried silently and did not show too intensely, but the wounds in their hearts can only be understood by soldiers who have been on the battlefield.

"Fuck off! Go and carry out your orders! Liu Lang slapped the young soldier on the back of the head with a backhand, causing the young man to cry.

"Lao Tzu's name is Liu Lang, remember to come to Lao Tzu after the war and return the epaulettes of the little devil lieutenant to Lao Tzu." Liu Lang made the young man nod in tears again in the next second.

Liu Lang's statement naturally does not mean that he turns his face and does not recognize people, but this battle is extremely risky, and he is not sure that he will survive, let alone bring a drag oil bottle.

The young soldier did well on the battlefield, but he was still too tender.

Under the moonlight, Mo Xuanqing led the team, and twelve officers and soldiers solemnly saluted Liu Lang, and then turned to leave.

"Fat sir, then you must live! I will definitely save your military exploits! The young soldier shouted at Liu Lang from afar in the dark.

"Dog's day, Lao Tzu's surname is Liu, not fat!" Liu Lang indignantly whispered to himself as a rebuttal.

The eye sockets were slightly hot.

He thinks about the tombstones that stand quietly, and if they were, they would have shouted to him: You must live!

Yes, the greatest expectation of comrades-in-arms on the battlefield for comrades-in-arms is that Lao Tzu can die, but you have to live.

Otherwise, our father and mother, who will visit!

Mo Xuanqing took people away, but Mingyu didn't leave.

Originally, he planned to ask Mo Xuanqing to bring Ming Yu to the temporary command headquarters, but before he could speak, he saw three words in Ming Yu's eyes:

No way!

There was no way, he could only let Mingyu follow him.

As for the main battlefield, I believe that someone will send someone to protect her.

This time, she simply followed not far away, but walked directly beside Liu Lang, from time to time touching the two round melon grenades captured from the Japanese army in her pocket, and there were four long-handled grenades hanging on her body, and her baby film camera was hung around her neck.

It is estimated that she also discovered the magic of the grenade, that thing, as long as she is bold, she pulls the ring and throws it out, and the lethality is much greater than that of a pistol and rifle.

Liu Lang actually wanted to tell her that the Japanese army's Type 91 grenade had to be knocked and then thrown out to blow it up, but thinking about it, it is estimated that she will not have the opportunity to use the grenade for the time being, don't tell her to be confused, the grenade will not be used.

The rifle was handed over to Liu Jinzuo by Liu Lang, because he could see that Mingyu didn't know how to use the rifle at all, so he left it to her, but the Japanese army didn't hit it, and the bayonet poked him.

After all, this one had been following him.

After taking a few steps, Liu Lang suddenly stopped, raised his hand and pulled out the southern pistol captured from Taro Kojima from his waist and handed it to Ming Yu.

"Take it for self-defense, but I want to warn you in advance that this kind of pistol of the Japanese has a high failure rate, and the accuracy and lethality are not very good.

Mingyu took the southern pistol suspiciously and did not speak.

To be honest, she didn't believe Liu Lang's reminder.

After all, that's a gun! How is it possible that you can't even wear a cowhide belt?

Moreover, although she has hardly ever touched a gun, she still knows a little about firearms from books.

After all, this southern pistol was developed in imitation of Luger P08, and its performance will really be as bad as Liu Lang said?

Of course, what Liu Lang said is a bit exaggerated, but the performance of this pistol, which is called the Wang Ba box by the red army, is really not ordinary。。。。。。

Ten minutes later, Liu Lang finally set foot on the main battlefield.

Originally, he could have arrived a few minutes early, but there was no way, who let him still have a "drag oil bottle" hanging next to him?

Of course, Mingyu is by no means a drag oil bottle in the true sense of the word.

The grenade that had just nearly killed Taro Kojima was the best proof of this.

However, if she wants to keep up with Liu Lang's speed, it is still a little difficult for her.

This is still based on Liu Lang's current "fat" body.

If it were the original one, it would be a little more than a kilometer, and it wouldn't even take four minutes, even if it weighed more than 25 kilograms.

used to be the king of individual soldiers, but he has a record of five kilometers of cross-country crossing with full armament in the whole military region.

When he was still fifty or sixty meters away from the edge of the battle circle, Liu Lang quietly slowed down.

If they were accidentally discovered in advance by the Japanese soldiers on the edge of the battle circle, the two of them would be greeted by bullets.

The fact that "the Japanese army retreated the bullet when fighting the bayonet" is indeed true, but the real reason has nothing to do with any bullshit spirit, but because the pointed bullet of the Type 38 rifle is too penetrating, and it is worried that it will cause accidental injury after shooting at close range.

They don't have the burden of firing a gun at a distance.

When they quietly approached about twenty meters from the edge of the battle circle, Liu Lang and the others were inevitably discovered.

It's just that at the moment when the Japanese soldier who first discovered Liu Lang just reached out to pull the bolt, Liu Lang threw a sentence at Mingyu in a deep voice, "Hide!" After that, the whole person jumped out like a leopard staring at its prey.

Just when the Japanese soldier pulled the bolt, took out a bullet from his pocket that had just been withdrawn before the white-knuckle battle began, and then reset the bolt in the three seconds, Liu Lang had already come closer.

This was already the fastest reload that the Japanese soldier could do.

If you change to the five-bullet plate, put it in and pull it out, I'm afraid it won't be done in five seconds.

It's just that he never thought that the fat man on the other side would be so fast!

Some people may be very disdainful to say that this is the normal speed, because a young man in good health usually does not sprint more than 15 seconds in the 100-meter sprint.

Three seconds, exactly twenty meters.

But is that the average time?

When people are just starting out, the principle is similar to the acceleration of 100 kilometers of a car, and there must be a process.

Liu Lang dragged such a sentence that the body that is most unsuitable for sprinting to sprint, and he was already doing his best!

Just when the Japanese soldier wanted to raise the muzzle of his gun to aim, the moonlight in his vision was suddenly obscured by a dark cloud.

It's really, a big piece.

A "huge" body jumped high, the blade in his hand shining with cold light mixed with a gust of wind, and slashed down at the Japanese soldier with his shoulder strap on his back.

"Click...... Yes! ”

The Japanese soldier's reaction was by no means slow, and when he realized that he was being attacked, he didn't even look up to look at the "fat cloud" above his head, so he immediately took advantage of the situation to hold the gun in both hands and raised the Type 38 rifle horizontally above his head to block the slashing light.

If he changed to another soldier of the 29th Army, or changed Liu Lang with a big knife, this Japanese soldier could block this blow.

First of all, the broadswords of ordinary soldiers of the 29th Army weigh about four and a half catties.

And the one in Liu Lang's hand weighs nearly eight catties.

Double the weight has nothing to do with sharpness, but the heavier it is, the thicker the blade and the more force it can carry。。。。。

Secondly, the force of inertia is really great, especially for objects with a large enough dead weight.

It's just that Liu Lang's body is still too poor in strength now, even if he has tried his best, he still can't cut off the Japanese soldier's Type 38 rifle that was raised horizontally above his head, not to mention the big knife.

However, the blade was opened, and the wooden part of the Type 38 rifle in the Japanese soldier's hand was also broken, and the connection between the barrel and the bolt was damaged, and the broken wood stubble poked straight into his head.

It's a pity that his scream was only a short and loud one.

Because, after landing, Liu Lang did not delay even 0.1 a second, which was a standard top knee。。。。。。

At this moment, the soldiers of the 29th Army who had just looked back ten meters away from him shrank sharply with Dandan.

Surely, it hurts!

Actually, it doesn't hurt very much, it hurts a lot! The painful Japanese soldier didn't cover his head at all, even if there was a stubble stuck in it, and he covered his crotch with both hands, shrunk into a ball, and pumped straight on the ground.

I don't feel when the yolk is there, but when the yolk and egg white are stirred together, I feel that it is definitely one of the most painful things in the world.

Raising his hand to look at the big knife with a big gap in the blade, Liu Lang didn't even look at the Japanese soldier who fell to the ground and shrunk into a ball, and his head was already like a blood gourd, untied the strip of cloth wrapped around the handle of the knife, and poked it down casually.

All the pumping is over.