"The offensive in front is too fierce, let's take a few more photos at this time, don't mess up the soldiers for the time being, wait until the battle is between to think of a way, see if we can get to the position!"

Behind the position of the Eighth Route Army, a male reporter looked at the position in front of him with a worried face, although most of the Eighth Route Army had withdrawn to the periphery, but there were still many people holding on to the position.

I just heard some experience that if they all withdraw from their positions, the devils will attack immediately, and they will definitely not have time to organize a counterattack, so some people must stay in the position, because this will organize a counterattack at the first time.

This is equivalent to saying that it is very likely to die in the position, the entire position is shrouded in smoke and dust by you, and the shelling just now caused the whole land to tremble, which shows how much money the devil has made.

"Why do you have to let those fighters stay in the position? Can't you wait for the devils to attack and then quickly enter the position? A female reporter said with some grief and indignation that she had never experienced this situation, after all, the Central Army was bombed many times, and at that time, these reporters had already been invited to the back.

When Wang Jing heard what these reporters said, she couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook her head, and then said

"Li Feng once told me about this matter, they used to do this a lot, and it was useful to deal with a small army of devils, but once the number of devils exceeded a certain range, then it would be a huge risk to do so.

Because when the devil's shelling stops, their infantry will quickly rush over, and the Eighth Route Army will lose its position because it is too late to enter the position.

So there had to be some people who stayed in the position and held on, because they could buy time for the troops behind and get into the position quickly. ”

"But isn't that for those who stay in the position to die?" A reporter asked with some doubts, Wang Jing was actually a little confused, but he already knew the answer.

"Li Feng once said that this is not only the responsibility of being a soldier, but also the members of the D must rush to the front at such a time, this is the army led by GCD, and their party members are ready to sacrifice from the moment they join the party."

A group of reporters know a little about it, although everyone can say beautiful things, but it is difficult to really do it, but this time they really saw a group of hot-blooded men who shed their blood for the country.

What kind of party, what kind of group of people are willing to leave the hope of life to others, and the possibility of death to themselves?

This question is like a seed, planted in the hearts of all reporters, if they have the opportunity, they will definitely ask Li Feng, although the little fat man may not be able to answer.

"Okay, reporter Wang, I can barely understand what you said, but at this time, I want to know where Lieutenant Colonel Li Feng went, did he really go to attack the devil?"

The reporters thought that Li Feng was joking, who knew that Li Feng had not come back for so long, and the people in the army had said before that Li Feng had indeed gone out to attack the devils, but he didn't come back when the position was faced with such a situation?

The little fat man came back with people at the most critical moment, and he also brought back a lot of supplies, most of which had been pulled to the rear, and at this moment he was dragging a large cart of supplies in a carriage towards this side.

The horse's ears had been blocked by the little fat man, otherwise the horse would have gone berserk under such a heavy shelling.

Just when Li Feng was approaching this side, the shelling of the little devil finally stopped, and just when everyone thought that the devil had really stopped the shelling, otherwise they heard a series of bright explosions, which were far away, and it was obvious that it was not caused by the explosion on their side.

"What's going on? Besides this, are the devils also launching shelling in other directions? The reporters were very puzzled, but at this time everyone had no time to think about anything else, because they saw that all the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army had quietly entered the position at this time, and there were also medical soldiers with a unit price who also rushed in at the first time, I believe that there were many wounded in the position at this time.

"Lieutenant Colonel Li Feng, can you tell me where you went?" The little fat man originally wanted to talk casually to these reporters, but when he heard the explosion in the distance, he understood that their artillery must have launched an artillery attack on the devil.

"I'm sorry, I need to enter the position immediately, the things on the carriage are all pulled for you to eat, the Eighth Route Army has not had anything good to entertain you in recent times, this time I grabbed some delicious food from the devil, it can be regarded as a taste for you! Okay, I'm going to enter the position, and we'll have a good talk when the battle is over. ”

After saying that, the little fat man didn't wait for these reporters to ask, and hurriedly ran into the position, a reporter was a little disappointed, but when they saw the stretcher soldiers carrying out the seriously wounded one by one, everyone's faces were full of sadness and worry.

Wang Jing's camera clicked and captured the two stretcher soldiers on the stretcher, and this soldier was still holding the gun in his hand when he was dying.

The stretcher bearer put the soldier on the wagon, and when the carriage was full, he pulled him to the rear hospital.

"Can you get the gun off his hand first?" Wang Jing walked to the side and asked, and the stretcher soldier in a hurry also hurriedly replied

"We tried it a long time ago, but this brother held the gun so tightly that we couldn't take it off, so we had to take him to the hospital like this."

After Wang Jing heard this, her heart seemed to have been hit hard by something, and there seemed to be an emotion that touched her heart fiercely.

Thinking of this, she hurriedly took a photo of this soldier again, although his face was covered with blood for the time being, and the bandages on his body were wrapped a lot, but the hand holding the gun never let go, she thought about it, the name of this photo is called "The Soldier Who Doesn't Get Out of the Line of Fire".

At this critical juncture, they chose to stay in the trenches of nine deaths, refusing to let go of their weapons even if they were seriously injured.

Weapons are the life of a soldier, even if he is carried off the position, but his heart is still in the trenches, his heart is still fighting, this strong will to fight, we generally call it the military soul.

This kind of army soul poured out of the army will definitely not lose the battle, China has such a steel army, how can it want the invaders to succumb?

"Come and see, there are still a few soldiers here who are holding their guns and refusing to let go?"

Just when Wang Jing sighed, the same voice came from the reporter not far away, and many seriously injured people still refused to let go of their weapons when they were dying.