Chapter 83: Blood stains the battlefield

Wang Feng jumped out of the car and ordered: "The first and second echelons of the special combat team are all assembled, bring light and heavy weapons that can be brought with them, and load spare weapons and ammunition in the three cars, and set off on time within five minutes." ”

After he gave the order, he said to Feng Zhiyuan: "Get Cui Tianbao for me immediately, and the speed should be fast." ”

Cui Tianpao was setting up a gambling game with his brothers for nothing, and he heard that the white-faced scholar Wang Feng was looking for him, although he was unwilling, but he had already seen Wang Feng's methods, how could he dare to slack off? Dropping the cards in his hand, it was like half a piece of wood rolling to Wang Feng.

"Boss, what's the urgency for you to call me so urgently?"

How can Wang Feng still have a little bit of the elegance of a white-faced scholar at this time? With a fierce face, he ordered: "Cui Tianbao, I am leading my troops now, and I am about to go to the front line to kill devils, I don't know when I can come back, I will hand over the test range to you after we leave, and no one is allowed to enter, do you understand?" ”

"Boss, this place has basically been emptied by you, who is still in this ghost place.....

"I still have weapons and ammunition and other scarce supplies left here, if I come back and see that a gun is missing, a bullet, or something else is in short supply, I will tell you to go around without food, do you hear?"

"Okay, you can rest assured."

"You are now a supernumerary soldier of my Wang Feng's army, give me an answer yes, it's not good, you answer me."

"Yes, promise not to lose a gun or bullet, if you can't do it, you will use your military law to deal with me." Cui Tianbao said like a soldier, and the whole dwarf body suddenly tightened, shaking the fat on his body and saluting with a four-like military salute.

Wang Feng saw that the members of the special combat team had already brought weapons and ammunition and had finished gathering, no longer paying attention to Cui Tianbao, who was still standing upright, and walked to the opposite side of the team to stand still, raising his hand and 'snapping' the police to give a very beautiful modern military salute.

"Brothers of the special combat team, Yu Jishi's unit of the 88th Division of the Fifth Army of our People's Army is reinforcing Miaohang at this time, and the first battalion of the 6th Regiment of the 156th Brigade of the 78th Division of the 19th Route Army is holding the position in Miaohang.

Wang Feng looked at the soldiers who were standing in full armor, and then said: "I order, three cars are loaded with weapons and ammunition, and everyone runs forward with me and sets off. ”

With Wang Feng's order, the thirty-two special combat team members, regardless of the first echelon and the second echelon, followed behind Wang Feng with full spirit and marched towards the temple at full speed.

Cui Tianbao looked at Wang Feng's little white face, vigorous and ruthless, how could he still find any trace of an elegant scholar? At this time, it is all murderous, and it will make people tremble at a glance.

Not only sighed sincerely: "Is this bastard a human or a devil, don't you know that there is still the word 'death' in the world?" Why is it always so hot, killing devils is not even afraid of death, dealing with this kind of person, sooner or later he will be led into a madman. ”

Although he said this, he admired Wang Feng's courage, courage and courage to kill the enemy and never say die, and he couldn't help but cheer up again, he must be optimistic about the weapons and ammunition that Wang Feng left here.

Cui Tianbao suddenly scolded fiercely: "It's spicy, it's all mine, why did you become Wang Feng's so admitted?" returned him as a watchdog, and he lost something to punish me for his crimes, is there any heavenly reason? ”

How could Wang Feng still care about Cui Tianbao cursing and scolding behind his back? The soldiers were rushing towards the temple as fast as they could.

The thirty-five soldiers are all strong and tough guys selected by Wang Feng from the Guard Company of the 19th Route Army many times, and the first criterion is the marching speed of the field battle.

At this time, these thirty-five soldiers, except for Gu Ming, who was forcibly left in the car, led three cars to follow, and did a good job of sheltering the stragglers, the other special combat team members were like a group of tigers descending from the mountain, all of them ran with heavy loads without showing weakness, and no one was far behind.

At this time, the special combat team was marching at a speed of forty kilometers per hour.

There is a distance of about 6,000 meters from the test range to Miaohang, and if the speed is 30 kilometers per hour at a constant pace, this special combat team can reach it within half an hour slower, even if the speed behind it slows down.

Before they arrived at Zhangjiaji, they heard extremely fierce gunfire coming from six or seven hundred meters ahead, accompanied by the huge explosion of shells falling on the position.

Wang Feng ordered the troops to advance at full speed, and reinforcements must be in place within ten minutes.

He knew very well in his heart that at this time, the battalion that was holding on to the periphery of the Miaohang position should not be able to keep up with the bullets, and if it could not be reinforced in time, the battalion would be completely annihilated under the enemy's strong firepower.

The members of the special combat team followed closely behind Wang Feng, running nearly 6,000 meters, and no one was left behind.

The officers of the Japanese army generals and colonels preached that each soldier was enough to defeat ten of the Chinese army.

Today, Wang Feng is going to call the arrogant little devil to see if one soldier can defeat ten, twenty, or even more devil soldiers in the special combat team that has just been formed by the 19th Route Army.

At this time, a battalion and a company were fighting hard and bloody with the attacking enemy, the main position had been lost, and the enemy was desperately blocking the attacking enemy on both flanks.

The commander of the first company, with a bandage on his head and a ZB-26 light machine gun, suddenly stood up and shouted: "Brothers of the first company, in order to hold our position, strike at the enemy with the greatest firepower and recapture our main position. ”

The entire Zhangjiaji Company held a position, and fought fiercely with the enemy for more than five hours in a row, and there were less than 40 of the 112 brothers left, and most of the less than 40 soldiers were wounded.

The seriously wounded soldier lay on the front of the fortifications of the position, enduring the pain of the heart, and could not care about the constant bleeding of the wounded, as long as there was still a breath, he would never lay down his weapon and wait for death.

Cui Manxi, the leader of the sixth squad, dragged a broken leg that had not yet left his body, crawled to the fortifications of the position, and wanted to stand up but was dragged down by the injured leg, he took off the bayonet on the gun, and slashed at the injured leg that had not been broken, and screamed 'ah'.

When Cui Manxi woke up, he fumbled for the gun and checked it, and there was only one bullet in it.

He dragged his stump and continued to climb the position, and every time he picked up a gun and met a brother who had died, he had to quickly rummage through the gun and the soldier for bullets.

I don't know how many guns he found, checked the bodies of several brothers, and finally found only nine bullets, how much he wanted to find a grenade, even at the last moment, he could resolutely pull the grenade, and die with the little devil who stepped into the position.

Cui Manxi's wound was bleeding profusely, and the whole person was groggy and wanted to close his eyes and sleep well. But he knew that if he closed his eyes, he would never be able to open them.

No, I can't just close my eyes like this, I must shoot all these nine precious bullets into the devil's chest, and leave one in the end, I will shoot myself, close my eyes and sleep forever, and never live to become a prisoner of the devil.

He held on to the fortifications of the position, held the gun in his hand, slowly supported his heavy body, and suddenly the hand that grabbed the gun slipped weakly, and the whole person knelt on the ground.

Losing the injury below the knee of his right leg, he suddenly hit the ground with a hard pestle, an inhuman pain, and Cui Manxi fainted in pain.

The fierce gunfire woke him up again, Cui Manxi stood up again with a trembling gun, lying on the fortifications to see that there were fewer and fewer brothers on the position, and the gunshots were becoming more and more sparse, he loaded the bullet, aimed the gun at the attacking enemy, and suddenly pulled the trigger.

The gun rang out, and the huge recoil force made Cui Manxi, who had reached exhaustion, lie on his back in the fortifications, and never opened his eyes again, he will no longer know that the position dyed red with the blood of the soldiers' brothers will soon be lost under the attack of the enemy's powerful firepower.