The soldier who was stabbed several times turned his head with difficulty, and shouted with difficulty: "Deputy Battalion Commander Song, I will go for you first, if you are still alive, don't forget to write my name on the list of victims of the Anti-Japanese War, my name is Li Erdan, please bring a letter to my mother, just say it, say ......" ”

Although Li Erdan was no longer able to speak, he used his last strength to slam forward, and several bayonets stabbed into his body, ...... even half of the gun.

This sudden and fierce action frightened a few little devils who hadn't had time to draw their bayonets, and they were knocked back again and again, fell to the ground, and picked up Li Erdan's whole person.

"Li Erdan, you ........" Before Song Yuanchao could shout, suddenly two little devils stuck bayonets into his back.

"Deputy Battalion Commander Song——。" Wang Feng, who was fighting desperately with the enemy, glanced at the surrounding battlefield that could be observed from time to time, and when he saw that Song Yuanchao was in danger, a soldier rushed to him and collected a few bayonets that stabbed him for him, and before he could rush over, he suddenly found two little devils, holding guns and sneaking behind Song Yuanchao.

He shouted and split the little devils who were pestering him, and pounced like a crazy wolf, but it was too late.

Wang Feng grabbed it in his hand, and smashed it on the steel helmet of one of the little devils, the gun was broken from the middle, the steel helmet was smashed, and the little devil's body fell to the ground weakly.

He held a half-section rifle and stabbed it into the abdomen of another little devil, only to hear a terrible howl that was not made by a person, and before the howl stopped, Wang Feng suddenly pulled out half of the gun, and there was a red and white thing hanging in front of him, I don't know what kind of miscellaneous pieces, and he was dripping blood with hot air.

Wang Feng, who shook off half of the gun, quickly supported Song Yuanchao, who was about to sit on the ground, picked up and rushed towards the first line of defense, and ordered loudly: "Cross cover, immediately withdraw to the positional trench, and counterattack the enemy's attack." ”

Wang Feng gently half-hugged Song Yuanchao in his arms, and shouted to a soldier beside him: "Little soldier, quickly get the hygienist, bastard, did you hear that?" If you rub Lao Tzu again, I will kill you. ”

Song Yuanchao shook his head with difficulty and said, "Staff Officer Gu, no need, you immediately contact Brigadier Weng Zhaoyuan, I want to talk to him, hurry up, otherwise I'm afraid I will come, it's too late." ”

Wang Feng didn't understand why Deputy Battalion Commander Song wanted to skip the level of the report, but how did he know that he, the master who had crossed into this body, had a noble identity, and once there was any mistake, let alone Deputy Battalion Commander Song, even the commander-in-chief and deputy commander-in-chief of the 19th Route Army, I am afraid it would be difficult to explain.

Staff Officer Gu, the little soldier, immediately called the communication soldier over, and after connecting, Song Yuanchao said weakly: "Brigade Commander Weng, the reason why I hung up the phone directly for you is to report to you, now the situation in the Tiantong'an position is urgent, Wang Feng is slightly injured, yes, the position is still in our hands." ”

"Song Yuanchao, what do you mean?" Brigade Commander Weng didn't expect that Song Yuanchao, the deputy commander of the fourth battalion of the Sixth Regiment, would call him by leapfrogging, and when he realized that it was not good, he couldn't help asking.

"Brigade Commander Weng, I'm afraid I can't do it, now the Tiantong'an position has suffered heavy casualties, the position is precarious, I am no longer able to command, I implore that Wang Feng be appointed as the deputy commander of the fourth battalion immediately, and he will ...... it."

Brigade Commander Weng immediately realized the danger of the Tiantong'an position, and immediately agreed: "Is Wang Feng here?" Ask him to answer the phone. ”

"Report to the brigade, I'm Wang Feng."

"Wang Feng, I'm Brigade Commander Weng Zhaoyuan, are you really injured? How, exactly? Tell me the truth. ”

"If you are slightly injured, you can't get out of the line of fire, you can't die, please rest assured."

"You bastard, you must give me a good life. Listen to me, the position of Tiantong'an is in danger, Deputy Battalion Commander Song is seriously injured, I appoint you as the deputy battalion commander of the 4th Battalion of the 6th Regiment of the 156th Brigade of the 78th Division of the 19th Route Army, as long as you can survive, the letter of appointment will be handed over to you later, but you must hold the position of Tiantong'an, otherwise you will ....... ”

"Major Wang Feng resolutely carried out the order, and the people were in the position."

Wang Feng would never have thought that the deity of this body had only been promoted to company commander half a year ago, and now he was suddenly promoted from lieutenant to major deputy battalion commander, and this kind of surprise promotion was too fast.

Nima War, you are a cruel meat grinder, and at the same time the cradle of generals.

Although Wang Feng has not yet worn the rank of two-bar and one-star major, he knows that the bars and silver beans on his shoulders behind him are dyed red with the blood of the soldiers.

Not only him, but also the epaulettes of all the generals and colonels embody the will and soul of the sacrificed soldiers.

"Company Commander Wang, no, Deputy Battalion Commander Wang, I'm afraid Song Yuanchao is really bad, but I don't want to die, I really don't want to die, I haven't gone home to marry my mother and give birth to a baby, I'm sorry for her old man, now I want to hold my mother's hand and talk again."

"Deputy Battalion Commander Song, don't worry, you can't die, I'll promise you now, your mother is my mother, and when I finish fighting the little devil, I will go home to see our mother, and hold our mother's hand to honor her old man for a lifetime."

"Okay, good brother, I, I won't say thank you, thank you......." Song Yuanchao really couldn't hold on, so he left without finishing his words.

At the last moment of his departure, he was afraid of death, afraid that he would not be able to marry his mother and have a baby after he died, and he could no longer hold his mother's hand and talk well.

"Deputy Battalion Commander Song, Brother Song, Big Brother——。 Woo, woo, woo, don't worry, I will definitely go and hold our mother's hand and tell her that the brothers in our fourth battalion are all her sons, and they will marry and give birth to a baby for her, and honor the old man for a lifetime, a lifetime——。 ”

"Kill ——, kill all these little devils and avenge the brothers who died in battle." Wang Feng snatched the gun of a soldier beside him, jumped out of the trench and just took a step, when the little soldier Gu Staff Officer hugged his leg tightly and cried: "Wang Madman, can you not be crazy?" ”

Wang Feng kicked the little soldier down in the trench, and just turned around and was about to rush into the enemy group, when suddenly Brigade Commander Weng sounded in his ears; 'You must hold the position of Tiantongan, otherwise you will ......'.

He calmly jumped back into the trench, picked up the little soldier who was kicked to the ground by him, and said guiltily: "I'm sorry, I can't stand Deputy Battalion Commander Song and the brothers around me, just die under the enemy's muzzle bayonets one by one, I'm really going crazy." ”

"Wang Feng, you are now the deputy battalion commander of the major, and the remaining brothers still rely on you to protect them, and the position depends on you to lead the brothers to hold on, if you die, who will lead us to hold the position?"

Wang Feng suddenly took the dirty little soldier in front of him into his arms, and said in a low voice: "You bastard boy is not big, quite assertive, I thank you in advance." ”

He stabilized his mood and remembered that in later documents, it was noted that under the enemy's powerful offensive, not only Tiantongan Station, but even the North Station would be lost.

But he wants to change, but he doesn't know if he can change the course of history with the power of one person.

In order to stick to the main position, Wang Feng thought that he could no longer be beaten passively, and he had to find a way to take the initiative to attack, in addition to forming a death squad and destroying the enemy's ironclad car with a rou shield, he should make a difference, if there was an ironclad car in front of his position, as a powerful steel fortress, could he block the enemy outside the position?

In order to achieve this goal, Wang Feng looked at the enemy position 100 meters away with a telescope, and when he found that the other three ironclad vehicles of the enemy began to dispatch again, he immediately made the most scientific deployment of the remaining team of less than 100 people.

He ordered the deputy commander of the second company to lead 50 soldiers to hold the position, cover the 40 or so soldiers he led to kill into the enemy group, and no reinforcements were allowed without orders.

The small soldier does not look thin and thin, the size is slightly past 1.6 meters, and it will not exceed 1.63 meters at most, and it is really a small soldier in the men's pile.

But this little soldier actually had the rank of lieutenant on his shoulder, the same as his title of lieutenant of Wang Feng.

"Deputy Battalion Commander Wang, don't you feel too dangerous doing this? I know you're crazy, you're crazy, but you can't go crazy and lose your life, can you? Besides, if you take less than fifty soldiers into the enemy pack, don't you think that the sheep are in the wolf pack and you are looking for their own death? ”

"The little soldier Gu Staff Officer, 'Revolution is not a dinner party', 'If you want to fight, there will be sacrifices', please don't jump to conclusions early, and when the crazy result comes out, I believe you will take the initiative to ask for credit for me."

Wang Feng shouted to the soldiers lying in the trenches at the front of the position: "Who can drive a tank, who can shoot artillery, and who will master the machine gun of the tank configuration?" Report your name immediately, and be fast. ”

Nearly 100 soldiers listened to Wang Feng's question, I want to drive a tank, but do you have it? Who am I looking for? Who will operate a tank machine gun? What are you talking nonsense, can you tell me something real?

"Isn't there any one of you who can shoot tanks or artillery?"