Lu Hang leaned on the corner of the wounded and sick truck, his legs stretched and half-lying on the sacks of grain on the truck, covered with a dirty and greasy broken blanket and closed his eyes to recuperate.

Before getting on the train, each person could also receive a military blanket, although the blanket was small and torn, at least there was a little warmth in the cold and damp carriage.

Whenever Lu Hang wanted to be able to recall more things, his mind always brought an inexplicable numbness and headache. The irregular crash of the wheels against the road and the creaking of the carriage and the whistling of the cold wind outside the carriage have been echoing in the carriage, like a magic spell, even when I want to sleep, I am also noisy and unable to sleep.

As the gunfire in front of him became louder and louder, Lu Hang knew that he was about to enter the battlefield, and he was about to get out of the car.

"Ga"

As the truck stopped, the tarpaulin of the rear windshield and the railing of the truck were pulled apart, and the cold and humid air rushed to the face, which made Lu Hang tremble.

My legs trembled like cotton, and I didn't know if I was cold or because I was scared when I heard the gunshots.

"Get out of the car and stay put! No noise! The shouts of the company commander came from under the car, and after saying that, the two soldiers looked at it and ran towards the hillside in the distance.

Lu Hang looked around, and in order to keep himself out of the cold, he took out a cigarette and smoked it.

"Little brother, give me a cigarette, it's too cold!" A wounded soldier with a somewhat familiar face saw Lu Hang smoking and came over to ask.

Lu Hang took out a cigarette and handed it to him, the cigarette was lit on the cigarette butt, and a group of people on the side came up to beg for cigarettes.

"There's a war going on here, you say we don't even have a gun, this is also called a war?" Said a soldier who walked with a slight limp with a wounded foot.

"I said lame, I guess there is no one to fight in this battle, or how to pull our wounded soldiers to the battlefield, this is not rushed to the battlefield to pick up!" A veteran whose neck was wounded while fighting a bayonet replied.

"Crooked neck, you're going to call me lame, see if I don't break your neck." The cripple scolded angrily.

"Maybe it's okay if you twist his neck like that."

I don't know who in the crowd spoke, which caused a burst of laughter from everyone, and everyone's tense atmosphere was relieved a lot.

Lu Hang also snorted and laughed, causing a black and thin soldier on the side to lean over and say: "This cigarette is a good thing on the battlefield, sometimes you can't buy it with money, once you hold the position, you can't get it for ten days and half a month." ”

Lu Hang watched him stare at his cigarette incessantly, he couldn't bear to hand him half of the cigarette in his hand, and looked into the distance, densely packed with high and low houses tightly clustered together, and a small street passed through the town in a north-south direction.

A dirt road leads to a small town in the north, surrounded by large patches of paddy fields and vertical and horizontal ditches, which arch the slope of the hill in a half-moon shape over the murky Huangpu River

"Where are we?" After Lu Hang finished speaking, he tightened the button on his collar, or he felt that his neck was empty and shivering.

"This Songjiang County, I don't think this Shanghai can be saved, the road is full of retreating crowds and troops, so let us come to the back, I think it is to send us to heaven." The thin man smoked a cigarette, raised his eyes to look at the trembling Lu Hang and said with a wry smile.

Lu Hang just wanted to control his trembling body, but he couldn't control it, he had never been on the battlefield in his memory, so he took out a dagger and held it in his hand to strengthen his courage.

Soon everyone saw a few people coming down from the hillside, and the company commander and the three of them soon came to the front and said loudly: "Here are the platoon commanders of three platoons, and I will stand up for those who have their names down!" Led by the platoon commander. ”

When seven people were called out for the first time, they were led by a platoon leader and ran up the hillside.

On the second occasion, he called out Lu Hang's name, but the second platoon commander curiously asked the company commander what was going on, and the company commander said that he was willing, and the second platoon commander looked at Lu Hang, and also took seven people, and ran towards the hillside behind him.

As soon as he ran away, Lu Hang felt that he was not so trembling, and soon came to the trench on the hillside, and the second platoon commander shouted: "First squad leader, you can take the three here." As he spoke, he looked at the three more flexible ones and let the squad leader take them away.

The second squad leader also took two people.

Lu Hang looked at one of the remaining people was the cripple and himself, and the second platoon leader shouted: ", you take these two away." ”

The squad leader came over and looked at the two and asked, "What's your name?" ”

"My name is Tang Shaowen, and it turns out that the 67th Division of the 107th Army was injured by a bomb in the battle." The cripple said.

"Take two steps and I'll see?" The squad leader looked at the lame man and walked a dozen steps before nodding and said, "It's okay!" ”

"Squad leader, my name is Little Bastard!" Lu Hang said loudly, which attracted several nearby soldiers to look at Lu Hang.

"I said nigger, you're old, weak, sick and disabled, and you still say you're a bastard?" A soldier said lying on his stomach on the trench.

"Get out of the way! I ask you if you have any other names? It turned out that the troops'? The asked, a little depressed.

"I'll just call you a little bastard, no troops!"

"What, you don't have troops, it's the first time you've been on the battlefield?"

Lu Hang nodded, and his body began to tremble again when he heard that he was on the battlefield.

The looked at this and said, "You two stay here first." ”

After finishing speaking, he ran in the direction of the platoon commander, and heard a loud scolding voice from a distance: "Platoon commander, what kind of crooked melons and cracked dates you gave me, what is the difference between giving it and not giving it!" ”

"Fuck, Lao Tzu deliberately chose two tall, sturdy ones for you this time. You turtle son is still poor! Saying that, the dragged the platoon leader's arm in the direction of Lu Hang, scolding along the way.

"Platoon commander, take a good look at yourself, this one is not good at walking, he is lame, this one looks like a big girl, holding a package, trembling all over, scared like this, this is a rookie egg, the first time on the battlefield!"

The angrily pulled out a cigarette, took a mouthful of yellow teeth, and lit a fire. When the platoon commander saw that he took the cigarette, he took it in his mouth and smoked it, took a deep breath of the cigarette, and said to the two in front of him.

"This leg injury is no problem, it was quite fast to run the hill with Lao Tzu just now, and it was your first time on the battlefield?"

Lu Hang nodded.

The second platoon leader moved back, grabbed the hat on his head, fanned it, and said, "How did you get hurt?" ”

Lu Hang shook his head.

"Look, the platoon commander is not only a recruit baby, but also a fool, saying that he is called a little bastard!" The grinned.

The platoon commander narrowed his eyes and asked, "Why do you call yourself a little bastard?" ”

"I feel kind!" Lu Hang muttered.

The platoon commander looked at the as if he was angry and complained, and sneered: "I'm making up for you next time, I don't know how it will be." With that, he ran back to where he came.

The black ghost's face twitched slightly, and he said to the two: "Cripple, you come to the front with me and pick a gun yourself!" ”

Turning his head to Lu Hang, he said, "You wait to carry ammunition for the soldiers, this is no problem, right?" ”

"If you fight, I can only carry ammunition," Lu Hang muttered quietly

"You haven't even been on the battlefield, and the gun is also a burning stick for you, so come with me!"

The heard Lu Hang's muttering, dusted off the cigarette ash on his body and led the two of them to stand in front of a pile of tattered guns on the ground and said, "You can pick it yourself." ”

The two picked, and the lame man picked a gun and grinned: "That's me!" As he spoke, he walked towards the ammo box, he looked like a veteran ruffian, and the looked at it with satisfaction.

"Why didn't you pick?" Turning around, he saw Lu Hang standing still, and asked strangely.

"What are these guns broken into, whether they can be fired or not is a question, it is better to have a burning stick, and it is more cumbersome to carry!" Lu Hang smashed, smashed, smacked his mouth, and said.

The leaned his face closer and looked at Lu Hang's face seriously for a long time, and couldn't help but say to himself: "Hmm...... Is this really fucking stupid or fake? ”

"The enemy is going to attack, everyone go into cover!" The second platoon leader shouted.

Everyone ran towards the bunker, and as soon as the nigger turned around and found the little bastard in front of him still standing, he grabbed his hand and left: "You are such a little bastard, you will be killed sooner or later." "I didn't dare to let go of Lu Hang's hand.

Lu Hang had never seen a battle scene, and he felt that he was being caught, and he couldn't help blushing a little, and with such a squad leader, he didn't know whether he should be happy or sad.

Until the cannon sounded, the pressed his hand into the dirt towards Lu Hang's head. Lu Hang hurriedly shook the big hand on his head, and spat out a mouthful of dirt from his mouth.

The pretended to help Lu Hang beat his back, and while taking out the kettle and handing it to him to rinse his mouth,

This deafening sound frightened Lu Hang and buried his head in the package tightly

The cannon was fired for twenty minutes and stopped, and Lu Hang's ears were a little deaf from the huge sound of the cannon, and he couldn't hear the human voice, so he saw all the soldiers running towards the outside of the trench.

"Little bastard, quick, get the ammo up" The nigger yelled when he saw that Lu Hang was frightened.

Lu Hang saw that there was no one around him, but he was left alone, so he quickly put the package on his back, ran out, ran to the place where the ammunition was placed, carried two boxes at a time, and after distributing the ammunition, the battle began.

The gunfire suddenly became loud, and the roaring Grim Reaper began to weave through the gray trenches.

Lu Hang watched the soldiers die from time to time with a muffled grunt of pain, and he was so frightened that he buried his head deep in his knees. The battle went on and on for an hour without any rules.

"The enemy is coming up from you, Fight!" The second platoon leader turned around and shouted at the as he ran.

"Platoon commander, we have only two people left, we can't stand it!" The threw a grenade and shouted at the platoon commander.

"You turtle son, isn't there a little bastard squatting on the side, tell him to get up and fight!" The platoon commander shouted when he saw Lu Hang squatting.

The nigger looked at Lu Hang, kicked him with his foot and scolded, "Little bastard, you fuck, get up and throw grenades at Lao Tzu!" ”

Lu Hang was kicked and rolled to the side, got up and looked at the, grabbed the grenade next to him, and threw it directly outside the trench.

"You turtle son, you send ammunition to the devil!" The platoon commander found that the grenades thrown by Lu Hang had not opened the lid and pulled the lead. The lame man on the side hurried over and taught the army aviation the bomb dropping requirements.

The was wounded in the arm, and was crouching under the trench gasping for breath, holding the wound for himself, and looking at the two new soldiers with a wry smile.

"Bang" A bullet flew and hit the cripple's head, and immediately blood splattered, and his head fell to Lu Hang's side.

Looking at the cripple who was still talking just now, now he fell in front of him, and Lu Hang looked blindfolded.

"Hit, give me a hard beating, let this damn devil die on the territory of China, and pay tribute to the soldiers who died tragically." The second platoon leader roared, and he quickly pulled the bolt of the gun and shot at the devil.

Lu Hang looked at the dead cripple, looked at the platoon commander yelling, looked at the squad leader who was leaning under the trench with his eyes closed, not knowing whether he was alive or dead, picked up the gun that the cripple threw beside him, his heart suddenly became excited, the blood boiled all over his body, and the blood in his chest was about to burst out.

Seeing that this was a 'moderately official', a rifle manufactured by the Gongxian Arsenal in the 25th year of the Republic of China, he took out the bullet bag on his body, pulled up the bolt, climbed to the position and began to aim, and at this time the army aviation seemed to have returned to the feeling of the special combat team.

"Will you," the next to him opened his eyes and said, and climbed back to the position, Lu Hang glanced at him after hearing this, and did not bird him.

"Bang"

Throwing his hand is a shot, just listening to the sound of the horn, a devil was immediately shot in the head, and fell down without saying a word.

"This ...... Little bastard, this can be fooled! The looked at Lu Hang in surprise, Lu Hang's shot just now happened to kill a team leader.

"Cut, I can't kill him at such a short distance, I still have a face to do!" Lu Hang thought in his heart, continued to don't bird him, pulled the bolt, and continued to aim.

After that, the soldiers on the battlefield found that the new bastard was stunned.

After a while, all the bullets in his magazine bag were exhausted, and all the fifty or so devils were stacked down, and none of them slipped through the net!

The nigger looked at the corpses of the devils lying on the ground in front of the trenches of the second squad, and the little bastard was holding the position of the second squad, and he quickly sent bullets to the little bastard.

The army continued to aim, firing. 56 pcs

Pull the bolt, keep aiming, shoot. 57 ......