Duan Jinghe took out his pocket watch and glanced at it:

"Ten twenty."

After listening to this, Liu Cheng was silent for a long time, then suddenly raised his head and stared at Duan Jinghe's eyes, gritted his teeth and said:

"We have to hold on for another thirty minutes! Now there is no way back, if you can't stand it, then you can only die! ”

Duan Jinghe wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, he held back.

He glanced at Liu Cheng deeply, turned around and left.

Liu Cheng knew very well what he was doing, but if he didn't, the people who surrounded him would be able to withdraw very easily at any time, and he would find another opportunity to attack the guerrillas later.

Rather than being remembered all day long, and the danger of being discovered and surrounded at any time, it is better to pay some price and hit the enemy hard, so that even if it cannot be done once and for all, it can be exchanged for a period of stability.

Another thing that worries Liu Cheng is that the team is far from mature and stable enough, and it is inevitable that some Japanese spies or traitors who have taken refuge in the team will be mixed in.

With these people here, it is simply unrealistic for the guerrillas to blindly want to avoid the encirclement and suppression of the devils.

If this plan can succeed, Liu Chengcheng will be able to buy himself enough time to clear out the enemy personnel in the team and eradicate them!

Of course, the premise of all this is to win the battle in front of us.

Ono Taro was shocked in his heart at this time.

He had no idea that this guerrilla force composed of ordinary people would be able to withstand his first wave of attacks.

Originally, he had already considered that even if these people had received a certain amount of training, it would be impossible for them to have such combat effectiveness in such a short period of time.

Although guerrillas have been around since 918, they only had such a few hundred people not long ago, and most of them have only recently joined, so they have no combat experience or skills at all.

The fact that his attack had been suppressed by such a force was indeed much to his chagrin.

Although Ono Taro has quite good combat command ability, he is not a Chinese after all, and he is an aggressor, so he can't understand and understand the psychology of Liu Cheng's people at all.

Ten minutes later, Ono gave the order to attack again.

The dozens of bullets Liu Cheng was carrying were about to run out, and he turned his head and shouted:

"Tian Liuwa, bullets! Give me the bullets! ”

As soon as the words came out, he remembered that Tian Liuwa had already taken someone to the back.

He was just about to get up and get the bullet himself, when a figure not far away suddenly stood up and ran towards him with a cat on his waist.

The devil under the mountain attacked very fiercely, and the bullets flew in the position, and Liu Cheng shouted at the man:

"Get down! Climb here! Don't fucking run! ”

Before he could finish his words, the figure suddenly fell.

However, to Liu Cheng's surprise, soon the figure stood up again, staggered over, and fell directly to him.

Liu Cheng didn't have time to say more, took the bullet and pressed it into the chamber of the gun, fired a few shots in succession, and knocked down the few devil soldiers who rushed to the front, and then turned his head and scolded:

"Didn't I teach you to crawl before?! You ......"

When he turned his head completely, the half-spoken words suddenly stuck in his throat.

It was the youngest member of his team, named Tan Jiabao, who was only thirteen years old this year.

In the battle against the rock, Tan Jiabao's parents were sacrificed, and this kid had to join the guerrillas, and he insisted that he was seventeen years old.

At that time, Meng Jiemin had not yet sacrificed, and seeing that the child had nowhere else to go, he made an exception to keep him.

But now, half of Tan Jiabao's body was stained red with blood, and his little face was as white as a piece of paper.

Seeing that Liu Cheng was looking at himself, Tan Jiabao tried hard to squeeze out a smile, but that smile was so dazzling in Liu Cheng's eyes.

Tan Jiabao wanted to speak, but as soon as he opened his mouth, a mouthful of blood gushed out.

Liu Cheng stretched out his hand to grab Tan Jiabao's shoulders and asked eagerly:

"Where's the injury? Don't be afraid, I'll bandage your wound right now, and you'll be fine! ”

Tan Jiabao coughed a few times and said weakly:

"Captain, don't worry about me, hurry, hurry, devil, I'm going to rush up!"

Liu Cheng quickly took off his cotton hat and threw it to Tan Jiabao, and said loudly:

"Hold down the wound! Hold on! ”

After saying that, he picked up the gun again and aimed at the Japanese soldiers who were approaching.

Although Liu Cheng and the others tried their best to resist, they still failed to repel the enemy's attack, and seeing that there were more than ten or twenty meters, the devil was about to rush into the position, and a burst of shouting and killing suddenly sounded behind him.

Liu Cheng's tense nerves suddenly relaxed, but Ono Taro's heart shrank sharply.

"Da Da Da ......"

There was a sound of heavy machine guns on the top of the mountain, and the devils who rushed to the front suddenly fell.

Immediately afterwards, the gunfire of several light machine guns rang out one after another in the position around Liu Cheng.

Onotaro's face changed, and he immediately gave the order to retreat.

There is a suppression of light and heavy machine guns at the commanding heights, which has nothing to do with combat effectiveness, and if you continue to order the troops to rush up, you are letting the soldiers go to death.

He also brought two light machine guns, but the elevation angle did not play the role of the machine gun at all.

Liu Cheng, who was under pressure, immediately turned his head to look at Tan Jiabao, but found that Tan Jiabao had fallen into a coma.

Liu Cheng turned his body around, unbuttoned his clothes, and found a bullet hole under his left rib, and the bullet pierced from the right side of his body, causing a fist-sized wound, and a part of the broken internal organs had mixed with blood flowing out.

Liu Cheng gritted his teeth, gently shook Tan Jiabao's body, and whispered his name.

After a while, Tan Jiabao opened his eyes with difficulty, and when he saw Liu Cheng, he immediately used all his strength to ask:

"Team, captain, we, did we win?"

Liu Cheng nodded heavily, holding back his tears from falling:

"Win, we won, what else do you want to say? Or if you have any wishes, I will definitely fulfill them for you! ”

Liu Cheng didn't want to say like "don't worry, hold on, you'll be fine" to comfort this dying child, although it was a little cruel, but it was better than meaningless deception.

Tan Jiabao wanted to laugh, but coughed up a mouthful of dark red blood again:

"Wait, wait for the little devil, when he is driven away, you help me, help me tell them, I, I call, Tan Jiabao, I, I am not afraid of him...... ...... of them."

Without the movement of tilting his head and drooping hands in the TV series, Tan Jiabao's mouth suddenly opened and closed twice after saying the last word, as if he was inhaling, but Liu Cheng knew that he was exhaling his last breath.

When people die, they have to breathe out their last breath like this, which is not at all what they play on TV.

Liu Cheng gently put Tan Jiabao's body on the ground, and a tear finally overflowed his eyes and fell on Tan Jiabao's face, but it did not slip, but slowly condensed into ice in the biting cold wind......