In a daze, he was kicked on his chest with a flashlight, and a rush of footsteps rushed into the city gate cave from his side, and he was in a painful daze.

I was stomped on my throat with a flashlight, and I still couldn't see what the flashlight looked like in the sound of the broken cervical vertebrae, and then it was dark.

In the darkness, Lu Hang pulled out a strip of white cloth, tied it around his left arm, and asked another figure.

"The time should be almost up, the puppet army fighting the fire is coming back soon, and after the fight, they will withdraw to the south gate to guard. The west city gate tower has been settled, indicating that the city wall is safe. ”

"How can you be sure?"

"The flashlight on the city wall that is walking north out of the city tower must be Gazi, how can the patrol in the eastern section go to the south again."

"Bang ......"

The sound of gunfire suddenly shattered the silence of the night, and someone fell on the wall in the northern section of the West Gate, and it is estimated that the second squad had to shoot, but it doesn't matter, sooner or later.

After Lu Hang finished explaining, he came towards the south gate, the city gate hole is four meters wide, the vault is not too high, and the depth is more than ten meters, it looks like a tunnel.

The light is very dim, so the other end of the city looks like a dark blue frame, not like an exit, and there is no sense of space at all.

The warriors carried sandbags and gasped tiredly, passing by one by one, and quickly built a defensive wall in the doorway.

This is a feeling that has not been seen for a long time, the feeling of waiting for the storm, turned off the flashlight, it was so dark that only the front and rear ends were slightly blue, and the time was looked at for the last time, and then the flashlight was picked up, and the rifle behind it slid down the shoulder, clutched in the right hand, slightly cool.

The sandbags had been unloaded, and the cart was led by the soldiers to the safety area outside the city, and Shi Cheng and his men began to dig soil and sand outside the city gate, sacks by sacks.

In the dark, he threw off his big-brimmed hat and came to a one-meter-high sandbag wall, half-kneeling, the butt of the rifle fell to the ground, and he quietly looked into the city with the rifle in his right hand.

The lights went out again and again, and some people in the city began to scream in panic, and the sirens sounded whimpering, as if they were summoning spirits. The west-facing street in front of us grew darker and darker, and at last it became dark and empty, and it was about to become the road to hell.

Gazi also came back to his side, adjusting the grenadier again and again, and the machine gunner of the fourth squad was a pockmarked young man named Kong Lingbing, sitting under the sandbag, he didn't check the machine gun on the sandbag wall at all, he kept wiping his sweat.

His co-shooter, who was also a militiaman, was half-lying with his back against the sandbag wall, and when he only had one magazine to be replaced, he withdrew all the bullets, reloaded them in the dark, and dropped them on the ground several times, sounding clearly.

The tower was on the right, and the bear leaned against the corner where the sandbag wall connected to the side stone wall, angrily commanding his sub-shooter Zhang Xiong.

"Go and carry some sandbags again, pile up two layers on this side, high, pile a stack for me, don't wait for the fourth shift to deliver, you go out and get it now!" Grandma, what a broken place, come back, carry a sandbag and you still carry a bullet clip to do your fart! The bullet will also be unloaded for me, where will Lao Tzu recognize you on the way to death? ”

Standing at the mouth of the dark alley with the legs of the rifle in his hand, he pointed to the two rooms in different positions and shouted: "The six of you are divided into two groups, occupy these two rooms for me, and there must be no ambiguity in other directions!" ”

The two groups of fighters were climbing over the wall and entering the courtyard respectively, and a soldier hurriedly ran out of the alley: "Squad leader, that courtyard can't be entered!" ”

"What do you eat?" Ou Xiaobing was on fire, and the door was adjusted an octave higher, and the big brick house facing the street was the main defense point he expected.

"If the landlord doesn't let us, we can't open the door."

"Rubbish!" Ou Xiaobing turned around and went into the alley.

"Boom"

The sound of the grenade explosion suddenly shook the night, and the chaos that was lifted into the sky in the darkness rained down, and the crash crackled nearby.

Flicking his hat and raising his head, the back door of the shop tied to the house was blown and cracked, Ou Xiaobing raised his foot and kicked off a few obstructive door panels, and rushed into the house with a bayonet.

In the midst of the screams, a shout came out: "Since you are reluctant, then come with me here to guard and fight the enemy!" ”

Then the figure of the master stumbled out, sitting outside the back door of the black hole and howling about his inheritance, and three warriors ran past him with guns and rushed through the back door.

Ou Xiaobing's command continued to come from the house: "Find something to block the front door, you leave the window with me, dismantle the shelf and dismantle the shelf quickly!" Running out of time......"

For a while, the area inside the East City Gate was shouting and shouting, and there was chaos, some people were crying, and some people were running.

"Something happened at the South Gate! Something happened at the south gate......"

Someone shouted in a heart-rending voice in the distance, and the platoon commander of the puppet army who came back from fighting the fire was panicked on the way back, and ran to the south gate with a bumper and a bumper.

The puppet army, the police force, all in a mess, are urgently assembling in the shrill siren, whistles are blowing everywhere, the crank of the telephone is about to be broken by some people, but no one answers the duty room on the upper floor of the four gates.

Before I could see the figure, I could already hear the chaotic running sound in the distance, rumbling into the darkness of the street. The butt of the rifle pressed against Lu Hang's shoulder, and the bullet was loaded with a clatter, and the muzzle of the gun was gradually flattened, aiming ahead.

"The enemy is coming?" The tower stared at the depths of the street, but there was no sign of it.

"It's a puppet army, and the devils have all been killed by me." In the dark, Lu Hang put his gaze behind the ruler and began to wait.

"Boss, a little now, right?"

"Don't you have a pocket watch, you don't know how to look at the time."

The bear sighed and straightened his machine gun.

A vague shadow, gradually blurring into a group of shadows, ran down the street, swaying, and noisily flowing out of the darkness.

"Bang!"

The muzzle flame suddenly lit up the dark night sky, and in an instant I saw a platoon commander running in front of him fall.

"Da Da Da ......"

The sound waves of the tower's machine guns struck and staggered in the vaulted space again and again, and the sound was piercing. The recoil slammed into the shoulder, shaking the whole body once, and the tense nerves finally loosened.

Another machine gun also went off, and the two continuous tongues of fire glowed miserably, illuminating the narrow doorway space as eerie as a burial chamber again and again, setting off a sandbag low wall.

The scene was officially noisy, with piercing sounds, screams, debris splashing in the darkness, blood flowing in the darkness. Some of them are lying down in a panic, some are desperately rushing to the side of the street, looking for all shelter, damn it's a street!

A puppet squad leader rushed into a dark window on the side of the street with a few people in a panic, not thinking about why the window was not closed and why the door was broken, he just wanted to avoid the hideous rain of bullets whistling on the street, and felt glad for it.

After jumping into the window, he turned around, stretched out his hand out of the window, and shouted at the figure lying behind the corpse in the cacophony: "The platoon commander is dead, come in!" ”

The puppet soldier who had just rushed in raised his head, and the figure in the window next to him had stopped moving, and there seemed to be something sharp on his chest, and he couldn't see what was going on, but then there was a burst of gunfire......

The heavy firing lasted only a short time before it stopped, and Ou Xiaobing leaned against the side of the window, listening to the moans and cries in the street, feeling the darkness and pressing the bullets into the chamber of the gun.

The two platoons of puppet soldiers who ran head-on to the city gate were killed more than 20 on the spot, and I don't know how many were injured, and at this moment they were hiding in the ditches and ditches on both sides of the street.

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