There was no more time for setting up firing bunkers, and it was inconvenient for the heavy Min-24 heavy machine guns to move their positions, because the covering firepower was insufficient, because the vigilance was not enough, and in order to avoid being conspicuous, this time the army aviation did not choose to use the house, but set up the heavy machine gun position in a corner of the courtyard wall facing the southern suburbs, directly opened a shooting hole facing south with the machine gun, and ordered the iron tower to use the found iron hammer to slightly hammer it, and the firing range was immediately broadened; The bricks and soil inside and outside the right-angled corner are all over the ground, and the front courtyard wall and one side courtyard wall form a semi-enclosed bunker.

The water filled the cooling cylinder, the plug was tightened, and the last few drops of residual water slid down the machine gun and fell to the ground, leaving clear mud marks on the outside of the cooling cylinder; Mancang left the bucket and looked at the standby heavy machine gun in a daze; Lu Hang was behind the machine gun, put up the ruler, and finally said without raising his head: "Get out." ”

"Actually...... I...... Want to stay here. Man Cang continued to be dazed, kneeling on one knee beside the heavy machine gun, staring at the heavy machine gun blankly, because the machine gun was muddy because of the mud in the pseudo-army uniform: "I can fight devils...... I want to fight devils. I was just...... I ......"

"Get out." The handle of the machine gun was pushed into position by Lu Hang, this word was said very lightly, without any feeling, he didn't seem to hear what Mancang was muttering, his eyes had passed through the ruler, through the shooting hole, quietly staring at the open green in the south, the second company began to break through, one by one gray figures rose and fell in the green, panicked, embarrassed, forced to stop, gradually undulating into a line, undulating into a face, and the gunfire began to sound.

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The sound of the battlefield is the most shocking symphony, Wang Qiang ran in this symphony, climbed over the wall amid the whistling of bullets, staggered down the alley amid the sound of grenade explosions, and the rocks swept by the shock wave grazed his body, like shrapnel slashing, tearing clothes, tearing open skin, and pulling blood stains. The second company was breaking through, and Lu Hang was using heavy machine guns to cover the second company's breakthrough, but no one could cover Lu Hang, which made Wang Qiang feel deep pain and powerlessness, and he alone could not build a windbreak wall for Lu Hang to the north.

The position of the second company and the fifth platoon is located on the right flank of the heavy machine gun, and when it was in the town, half of the platoon including the platoon commander was gone, and they were stuck in a few houses and fired sporadically to the south.

"Leave two and then go fifty meters to the west to make a sentry, and the rest will follow me to the north, otherwise the devils will soon pass through!" Wang Qiang's shouts were still clear in the gunshots, with anxiety and arbitrariness, and the gray face had long been unrecognizable.

No one answered, no one was willing to answer, because this was a battle about breaking out, and everyone knew what it meant to turn around and go north to the town at this moment, and because Wang Qiang was only Wang Qiang of the special operations company, unlike the little girl who was a little girl of the independent regiment.

The new fifth platoon commander looked around and found that the hesitant eyes of the soldiers were converging on him, so he tried to strengthen his chest towards Wang: "Company Commander Hu gave us the task of covering the breakthrough, and then becoming the rear team of the second company to withdraw and break the rear. ”

"If the heavy machine gun is gone, do you think you still have the life to do the rear team to withdraw?"

"Now...... I...... Also platoon commanders. ”

"Learned to carry out orders? Really? ”

A certain soldier couldn't help but blurt out: "It is a soldier's duty to carry out orders." The second company is not a special operations company! ”

The sound of the gunfire was still the same, and the crazy roar of the Min's two and four machine guns was extremely clear, suppressing the sound of the crooked machine gun again and again so that he couldn't breathe intermittently, Wang Qiang's knuckles that were clenched subconsciously became white, and he felt breathless, as if he was going to suffocate. Wang Qiang was sad, not for himself; Wang Qiang was sad and hated that he still had a heart, so he felt that he was not as good as a runny nose or a horse's legs.

So, Wang Qiang frantically pounced on the last soldier to speak, he wanted to strangle something, he could strangle it with his own hands, or he could be strangled to death.

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The corner of the wall was constantly being shot, and shallow or deep pits were punched out of the outer wall, and the weak spots occasionally made holes through the bullets; The grenadier began to take care of it fiercely, blowing up the house behind the heavy machine gun, this yard was already in ruins, the corner of the wall had not yet collapsed, the flared muzzle of the Miner II and Quadruple machine guns was still spitting flames frantically in the hole, and the dust under the muzzle had long been swept away by the impact airflow, and there was no dust rolled up in large patches with the fire of the shot.

Another fierce explosion outside the corner of the wall, the wall finally collapsed, and the floating dust was cloudy, completely staining the ugly face of the tower; His head was smashed by falling bricks, and the bloodstained side was unaware, and he was vaguely tugging at a machine-gun belt, trying to pull it out from under the collapsed wall; He couldn't hear anything but his own heartbeat, which shook and popped.

"I'm X his grandma!" He couldn't hear himself scolding, and the sudden snapping of the cartridge belt caused the bear to fall into the ashes.

"Let's go. Let's go now. Lu Hang behind the machine gun staggered back, and finally released the jam in the chamber, so he pulled a cartridge belt again and hung it in the magazine, and then felt the ash in his throat and the hoarseness of his pronunciation, and began to cough.

"It won't be so good! I'm sure we'll be killed next time! Ahem...... I'm begging you, okay? We've got to go! We have to go! Ahem......" The tower is also coughing in the ashes, and is as depressed as ever.

"I'll let you go! Are you deaf! Lu Hang's hoarse voice was louder, he didn't realize that the bear was deaf, the heavy machine gun suddenly began to tremble again, the bullet casings were pouring out like a waterfall, and the bullet belt that was not handed by the co-shooter jumped and rushed towards the bolt, and it looked weird every inch.

The smoke fell, the sky was still the sky, and the tower was still lying on the ground next to the heavy machine gun and looking up: "Boss, I'm going to run, I definitely won't be able to dodge the next grenade, I know...... I want to live a little longer, you can't compare me to you, you can't ......"

He was talking nonsense things that he couldn't even hear, all the words he said were lost in the crazy noise of the heavy machine guns, and Lu Hang couldn't hear them, still numbly operating the heavy machine guns, continuing to support the battlefield, supporting all the gray backs away.

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The little girl has a pair of beautiful eyes because she is clear; Perhaps because of this, the world under her eyes is the most real.

She had already learned to lose, she learned it when she was very young, so she was not good at giving up, so she could still be calm in the sun, sitting with her back mottled in the dirty narrow alley, ignoring the blood by the wall, ignoring the corpses by the ditch, quietly listening to the machine gun fire in the south, quietly distinguishing, losing her mind.

Later, when the explosion rang out, the heavy machine-gun fire stopped, and she jerked her head up to look south, and the end of the dirty alley was still a mottled wall; After a few moments, the heavy machine gun went off again, so she hugged her knees curled up on her chest again, and quietly watched the sun on the ground, waiting for loss again.

Later, the explosion started again, and the heavy machine gun fire stopped, and she did not move, still waiting quietly, but did not wait for a new round of fire from the heavy machine gun.

Later, she was finally unwilling, raised her head violently, turned into a stubborn wind, and went south, leaving the mottled alley to continue to be empty in the sun.

Gradually, stray bullets began to whizz by, and the closer she got, the more resolute she became, she thought very simply, she just wanted to die a little closer to him, and a little closer, her ponytail began to flutter in the wind.

Gradually, the smoke began to blow on her face, like a cloud, like a fog, swallowing her petite body without hesitation, she was more resolute, staggering and rising, her little eyebrows upside down, like a charge, a lonely charge...... Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "Crossing the Anti-Japanese 1936 Claw Book House" for free for the first time.