Those people were the death squads sent out by Liu Cheng.

Fifty soldiers, covered in weeds and clinging to the ground, crawled all the way to a place less than 30 meters away from the position of the puppet army, and at the same time jumped up from the ground, shooting and rushing to the trench of the puppet army.

Before they got up, they threw out hundreds of grenades one after another.

Although Liu Lang had already arranged a guard, because his soldiers thought that they had choked the neck of the independent battalion and were worried that someone on the opposite side would release cold guns, they did not observe carefully enough, so they gave the fifty soldiers an opportunity.

But the distance of 30 meters is already the limit, and if you get any closer, you will definitely be discovered by the enemy.

Therefore, after throwing out more than a hundred grenades one after another, they immediately took advantage of the cover of the grenade explosion to get up and attack.

Even so, a dozen fighters had just taken a few steps before being hit by enemy bullets and falling to the ground.

Those who died on the spot will have their companions cut the rope tied to the explosives, and continue to rush forward with their explosives bags, and the injured will insist on getting up as long as they can still move, and those who can't stand up will simply crawl on the ground.

Anyway, as long as there is still a breath left, they won't stop.

Although the vast majority of them are new recruits, the persistence and bravery at this moment are not inferior to any veterans.

A soldier with one shot in the lower abdomen and one in each leg climbed to a distance of six or seven meters from the trench, and before the puppet soldier who had just poked his head out of the trench aimed at his head and pulled the trigger, he pulled the fuse on his body and threw it over.

The bullet pierced the soldier's head, and the pressure in his skull suddenly increased, causing his two eyeballs to almost bulge out of their sockets, but his eyes were still staring straight ahead, until he saw a dozen puppet soldiers being blown out of the trenches, and his eyes gradually lost their lustre.

The hideousness formed by the bloody hole in his brain could not hide the satisfaction and relief on his face, but it was not because of the hundred oceans at the last moment of his life, he seemed to understand something, maybe the value of sacrifice, or maybe the meaning of battle......

Of the fifty fighters of the death squad, twenty-three died in front of the position, and in the end they were not able to storm the enemy's trenches.

But the grenades and explosives packs on their bodies all exploded in the enemy's trenches.

In less than five minutes, half of the two battalions brought by Liu Lang were gone.

After getting the news, Liu Lang's lungs were about to explode.

He was just about to give the order for someone to shoot the three captured cavalry company soldiers, when a wave of scorching air suddenly swept from the left side, and in the next second, he lost consciousness.

Seeing the puppet soldiers in the trench in front of him suddenly fly out of the trench, Hao Dabao let out a low roar from his mouth, jumped out of the bunker, and ran towards the three soldiers who were knocked to the ground by the air wave.

Seeing this, the rest of the people also rushed out and snatched the three fighters back.

When the explosion occurred, Lin Guozhong and Zhou Zuopeng were studying the next attack plan, and when they heard the explosion from the front position, Zhou Zuopeng immediately raised his binoculars to check the situation.

After seeing the approximate location of the explosion, he put down his binoculars and smiled:

"Damn it, you deserve it! Lao Lin, I'm afraid that the bastard surnamed Liu is more than lucky! ”

Lin Guozhong frowned and looked in the direction of the explosion, a trace of helplessness immediately appeared on his face, and he shook his head with a wry smile:

"Old Zhou, hurry up and send someone over to check and pray for that kid's life!"

Zhou Zuopeng frowned and waved his hand:

"What are you looking for? It's only fucking good if it's all dead! Lao Tzu has long seen that kid is not pleasing to the eye, and it is just right to die! ”

Lin Guozhong glanced at Zhou Zuopeng helplessly:

"That's what I said, but Liu Lang was sent by the commander, if he dies like this, how can we go back and explain to the commander?"

"Tell me? He wants to go by himself, and you and I didn't let him go! Besides, when he came, the commander explained very clearly that Liu Lang's regiment was to assist in the operation

In other words, his actions are not under the control of you and me, can we still be held responsible for his death? ”

When he said these words, the dissatisfaction on Zhou Zuopeng's face had accumulated to the extreme.

Lin Guozhong was just about to continue persuading Zhou Zuopeng, when out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw more than a dozen soldiers running quickly towards the temporary command post from the direction of the position, and two of them seemed to be carrying a stretcher.

Lin Guozhong's heart moved, and he hurriedly went up to check.

As he feared, the person on the stretcher was none other than Liu Lang.

At this time, Liu Lang was in a very bad state, blood was constantly oozing from his mouth and nose, his face was pale, and his breath was very weak.

It stands to reason that Liu Lang's position is more than 150 meters away from the place where the death squad launched the attack, and there is no danger at all.

However, due to the magnitude and suddenness of the explosion, those who were relatively close to the explosion point were not blown up