The feeling of being pointed at a machine gun...... I can't describe it, it's so cold that I can't even hold the corpse, I suddenly raised an arm and swung it towards the machine gun in the bunker, shouting heartbreakingly: "Keep people under the gun!" Let me! ”

Before he could finish speaking, the corpse pulled out the bayonet behind his waist, turned over, hugged the devil lying behind him and stabbed him frantically.

Knife after knife, twelve points of strength, the knife is transparent, and the knife is red. Not only did he stab people with a red knife, but he also had a murderous eye, stabbed twelve times frantically, and finally kicked him hard, causing the unlucky devil to roll twice, fall off the bridge, fall into the water, and disappear, leaving only a string of blood blisters on the water to quickly dissipate.

Only then did the corpse lying on the bridge turn around, raise the bloody bayonet in his hand, and shouted at the muzzle of the machine gun in the bunker: "Lao Tzu has revolted!" There are two more down there! Watch me do it for you! After shouting this, he stared at the muzzle of the gun, and received no answer, but the machine gun did not fire at him quietly, so he dared to reach out and grab the rifle that had fallen nearby, crawl a few times to the edge of the bridge, and aim the gun at the riverbank below the pillbox.

Two lame devils, who also did not understand Chinese, were crawling towards the high bunkers, and after two gunshots, they rolled down the riverbank, crushing the thin ice on the bank, and half-submerging in the icy water.

The corpse of the puppet army gasped, and raised his head to stare at the muzzle of the machine gun aimed at him in the bunker, the eight roads behind the machine gun did not speak until now, still pointed at him quietly with the muzzle, for a few seconds, for the corpse of the puppet army, it seemed to have waited on the execution ground for centuries, the muzzle of the gun finally turned slightly, no longer aimed at him, towards the south bank, and suddenly began to spit tongues of fire.

The uprising was successful! A person's uprising must also be called an uprising, as the so-called times create heroes! The source of courage was that the puppet army on the Bridge of Fear began to climb towards the banner of the special operations company of Tiangou Village that was flying high.

Incredible things often happen on the battlefield, and up to now, the ill-fated special operations company has not only not been reduced, but has also increased by two in a vague way, probably ...... God did not find his sword of justice for a while, or this is true justice.

Mountains after mountains, snow after snow; The bare soil is remarkably barren, the dead branches are swaying in the cold wind, and the smoke of gunpowder swaying in the embers is cold.

Tired warriors hurried by, snow hanging from their leggings, dirt rubbing against their plackets, and their hats blackened.

After a morning of fighting, the battle had just ended, and in the valley behind them, the Xiaohe Village Turret was still the Xiaohe Village Turret.

Now, these soldiers of the first company are following behind the pigtail who led the team that was not welcomed by them, and they are withdrawing from their positions, withdrawing from the battlefield, and withdrawing to Kongzhuang.

The little girl walked worriedly, one foot deep, one foot shallow, and the small body that was not tall stumbled several times in the potholes covered by snow, and she was thinking about whether his lifeless brother would be able to come back. A platoon of fighters followed her in a scattered line, swaying listlessly, not only because of this boring battle with no casualties on both sides, but also because of the fact that they were now condescending to the Special Operations Company, and even more because the Independent Regiment was going through a catastrophe.

No one noticed that the swaying branches they were passing by had revealed small bones, cracked small cracks, revealing pure flower yellow, wafting incense, and just emanating it, it was ruthlessly swept away by the cold wind. The plum blossoms are about to bloom.

"What the hell are we doing?"

The eight roads closest to the little girl suddenly stopped walking, standing on the edge of the snow pit with a cold face after the battle, shouting forward, holding a rifle in one hand and a bayonet with a cold. Without taking off the bayonet, he was the platoon commander of this platoon, and he could no longer press the agitation.

Leng Buding in the voice behind him, finally called the absent-minded little girl to a big horse, planted into the snow pit, shook the pigtail and wiped her little face in the snow pit and sat up, some unwiped snow melted on her little face, mixed with the dirt on her face, turned into muddy cold water droplets, flowed into her collar, she no longer wiped, did not stand up, simply continued to sit in the snow pit, raised her expressionless little face and quietly looked at the platoon commander by the pit, and those soldiers who silently stopped and waited for an answer.

"You speak!" The platoon commander on the edge of the pit continued to be unwilling to be hoarse and excited: "What the hell are we doing!" Do you want to play with a yellow-haired girl! Yes? Is this a fight? To know that this is a battle, we might as well go back to the regimental headquarters and carry a stretcher! Your special operations company is a place, all of them are, all of them are not long-minded, a bunch of rotten people! ”

The mouse was on the sidelines, silent, he didn't know whether he should be a member of the first company or a member of the special operations company, this was a very complicated issue. He rushed over with the platoon of the first company, and he didn't know what the army was going to do, all this ...... What can be done? Maybe...... Dying in a real blocking position is the best option!

The nerd was also on the sidelines, and remained silent, because he was a fool who was always silent. However, the Japanese-style short sapper shovel he always carried with him had left his back and was held in his hand, and he looked at the platoon commander of the company who was venting his emotions at the little girl, and he didn't care about what the goods were shouting, and he couldn't feel the cold of the shovel handle to his palm, and he clenched it tightly, and every tendon in his body collapsed, ready to flatten the platoon commander who was making it to the little girl's hair at any cost, and rammed him into the mud and snow.

Unexpectedly...... The little girl was silent all the time, neither throwing her pigtails to frustrate for this, nor staring at her with big eyes, and after a while, she said lightly to her like the head of the regiment in the past: "I want to rebel against you?" ”

The platoon commander twisted his eyebrows: "Are you the company commander?" Are you an instructor? Do you know the word 'rebellion' with me? Lao Tzu is fed up with this unexplained nonsense! Or, on the order of the head of the regiment, he went to push Xiaohe Village and slaughtered the little devil; Or, get stuck in Tiangou Village to dig trenches, block half a day is half a day, block an hour is an hour, our company of people will have to die in front of the whole regiment, absolutely not a lost dog! ”

The wind seemed to be stronger, the scene was quiet, and after listening to the last words of the platoon commander, those soldiers of the company couldn't help but puff up their chests, quietly proud, and quietly contemptive.

With a sigh, the little girl finally got up from the snow pit, and while shaking off the snow on her sleeves, she said, "You know how to die!" You're dead, everyone is dead! Everyone is dead, and the whole group is dead! You are really condescending to be a platoon leader, and you are more condescending than that bastard who is bigger than a horse. This battle is not nonsense, it is to drag Zhang Tianbao's attention and respond to my brother's actions. ”

"Response? Deal with the fart! What's the point of those birdmen of your special operations company burrowing into enemy-occupied territory? Do you want to block the attack under the nose of the running devil? Useful for fart? ”

"It's the devil who runs in front of him and puts up a big flag."

"Counting on scaring the devils away?"

"Counting on pulling the devil in."

"Pull in? You ......"

"Hmm. Counting on the devils to come first to destroy the special operations company and destroy Kongzhuang. Wait until the special operations company is dead, and then go to the regiment headquarters. There is a sentence that my brother says the same as you...... Blocking half a day is half a day, blocking an hour is an hour, and many hours, and the illness will be cured. If you can't stop everything, you can hold the devils, at least the puppet army is not as fast as the devils, at least the regiment can withdraw later and be calmer. ”

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