Many times, the environment and atmosphere can determine how a person behaves, and no one will make a loud noise to remind him of his distraction and digression, although they are all waiting to continue listening.

After a while, Lu Hang realized the silence around him and exhaled a puff of smoke: "At the end of the artillery preparation, the infantry squad is on the bayonet and crawls forward, and after the artillery fire stops, the machine gun begins to suppress the fire to cover the attacking infantry; After the infantry crawled close to the target position at a distance of 100 meters, they launched a charge. ”

Lu Hang didn't expect to go off topic in the end, but he didn't want to say anything more about it, Lu Hang stood up and said to the soldiers: "Tactics are not dead, they must change according to the situation you see, understand the enemy's tactics, and you will naturally know how you should arrange and fight, as long as you are not required to be on the position." ”

The crowd suddenly snorted, and the warriors who woke up from their thoughts realized that the fishy breath coming out of the nostrils of the large iron tower on the side sprayed under the tree, wetting a shoulder.

The soldiers benefited a lot from listening to a class, and there were many questions to be digested. The grenadier is already painful enough, what will the shelling feel like

It's a pity that I haven't experienced it yet, not even a mortar.

Listening to what the platoon commander said, not only did he gain knowledge, but he also had a different feeling, what was that feeling? But I can't tell.

Soon, under the greeting of the platoon commander, the team of twenty-five people gradually disappeared at the end of the mountain peak and disappeared into the east......

The morning glow has just been revealed, a team of puppet troops went west into the mountain pass, after a period of time, the devils appeared, at least a squadron of devils, the platoon leader slipped towards the morning glow, and then there was a large group of puppet troops, continuously entering the mountain.

The sweep began, this sweep was not only carried out in Jin County, but also in Dongping County, a county town to the west of the Lianyou Army.

The Independence Regiment is stationed in the regimental headquarters.

The regiment commander hurriedly walked back and forth and said: "This time the special operations platoon happened to take the soldiers in the platoon to train outside, and it happened to meet the devils to sweep up, and I don't know if I will encounter the devils, alas! ”

The political commissar comforted: "They went to the rear this time, not in the direction of the county seat, there is a station of the Red First Regiment in the rear, and they should not meet the devils from Jin County......"

The regiment commander took out a cigarette and said, interrupting the words of the political commissar and saying: "The devil is not only Jin County is sweeping this time, but Dongping County, which is also the Red First Regiment, has also dispatched the Red First Regiment to start sweeping. ”

The political commissar frowned and said: "Maybe it's not necessarily a bad thing that they are outside, this time looking at the power of the devils, our independent regiment and several nearby friend groups are estimated to be in trouble." ”

"Organize a meeting of the whole group immediately, alas! Looks like it's going to be a big battle this time......"

Kongjia Village, the Red First Regiment of Dongping County,

The devils of Dongping County started from the county seat this time, and it was divided into two roads here, all the way from west to south, from the Confucian Village in the west to the south, and then to the east after the parallel sweep to Tiangou Village, and then to the east, and the end point was the boundary of the independent regiment and the red regiment of Kongjia Village and Tiangou Village, and then swept back to the city along the south bank after convergence, and the entire boundary of Dongping County and Jin County were combed through.

Kongjia Village is located in a barren mountain, with dozens of families.

Behind the distant mountains at night, the sound of gunfire suddenly rang out, growing denser and denser, until it became a storm.

In the dark, the village was in a panic, and the children cried and the adults called the old people to catch chickens and sheep.

A warrior gasped for breath, ran under the moon in disarray, rolled over the slope, fell across the river, rushed into the noisy and panicked village, and shouted eagerly: "Chief, where is the chief?" The village chief ......"

A middle-aged figure grabbed the running soldier: "I'm here!" ”

"The devil is coming from the east! Hurry up and let the fellows run, we can't even stop it! ”

The village chief turned his head and shouted: "Kuroko, take the militia to Dongshan to support!" ”

The warrior said anxiously: "Don't support! Can't stop it, let's go! ”

"Okay. All right. I'll take the folks with me. Seeing that the tired soldier turned around and was about to run outside the village, the village chief couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you going together?" I need manpower too! ”

"I'm going back to the red group!" The warrior's figure scurried out into the panicked crowd and rushed back to the dense gunfire.

"Xiao Hei, take someone to organize the transfer of the wounded of the Eighth Route Army." The village chief gave new orders to the militia and began to organize the chaotic crowd.

"It's all fast! Don't worry about those cumbersome things, go west, go out of the village first, folks, don't mess up, go west out of the village. ”

He shouted eagerly, earnestly, but the village was still full of chickens and sheep.

"Second Daddy...... Stop chasing your chicken, let's go, if I beg you to succeed? ”

"My whole family is pointing to this chicken to lay eggs, I have to bring it anyway!"

Hi...... The village chief stomped his feet and followed the second father to chase the chicken.

The sky was already dark, and hundreds of people in the valley were wrapped in large bags and small bags, holding chickens and chasing sheep, and slowly marched tiredly.

The village chief ran from the front of the team to the back of the group, urging and encouraging all the way, and his voice was hoarse like a duck.

"Blackie, give me your gun, and you go ahead and lead the way." The village chief made up his mind to take the militia to the back of the break to cover the people, and he would definitely not be able to run away if he didn't block it.

Xiao Hei looked at the team that was struggling to move forward and sighed, instead of handing over the gun, he waved his hand nearby: "The militia are all going with me!" ”

"Xiao Hei, you come back, I'll go!" The village chief shouted in a hoarse voice and chased a few steps, but unfortunately the militiamen had already run away.

When the sun reflected the barren mountains, the last gunshot disappeared in the distance behind him.

The village chief stopped and turned his head, and was reflected with an ordinary face with a stubbled beard, and he quietly greeted the rising sun, as if he saw the soldiers and militiamen who fell in the distance.

So he went from the head of the team to the end of the team again, and once again began to encourage every tired villager who passed by him in a dumb voice, and he talked to the end of the team without landing.

"Village chief, do you have something to say?" A wounded soldier of the Eighth Route Army on crutches asked. The wounded soldiers could understand the burst of gunfire just now, and the militia after the break was estimated to have suffered heavy casualties.

"I ...... I want you to ...... Leave the team with me. The village chief kept looking east when he said this, and he did not dare to look at the wounded soldiers.

"All the wounded assemble!" The wounded man whispered orders to the neighborhood. They were all recuperating from their injuries in the homes of the villagers, and now in this situation, although they did not slow down the speed of these people.

But now there is no way to stop the enemy, and if the enemy catches up, it will be completely destroyed. The wounded are also warriors, and they have to block without guns, even if they throw stones, even if they hold the enemy's legs, they can delay for a while.

None of the dozen wounded spoke, but they came together silently, and even the two most seriously injured climbed off the stretcher, silently.

"Village Chief! Can't stay. If even you stayed, how far do you think the unorganized folks could go? ”

"I ......"

The wounded showed a helpless wry smile: "What is the difference between dying early and dying late?" We die in front, and our hearts can still be comfortable, at least not in our pockets. ”

The feeling of powerlessness of grief filled the two legs of the village chief with lead, and he looked at the faces of each soldier carefully without speaking.

The third update!

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