Chapter 87: Hold your ground and spill the last drop of blood
"Wang Feng, I understand you, it was the war that changed you, if you were still the same as before, who did not fight with the world and maintained a little white face, you may not be the murderous Wang Feng you are now."
"That's right, no one wants to show his primitive hidden rudeness to others, because he knows the truth, goodness and beauty, and always wants to keep his best side, so the bastard wants to ......."
"Hehehe, you're rude again, but I like your arrogant rudeness, and it's also the rudeness that the enemy is most afraid of, because the rudeness you are inspired by the enemy is the retribution that the enemy will pay."
"Are you telling the truth? Then I just kicked you rudely, and your body is balanced, do you still want to thank me? β
"It's not serious, hey, let me ask you, after you took the special combat team to fight this battle, what kind of big thing are you going to do next?"
Wang Feng pinched his chin and looked at the sky, and when he saw the smoke of gunpowder floating above his head and smelled the blood of the position, a unique impulse blurted out.
"I want to be a real anti-Japanese soldier king of the Republic of China, on the battlefield of resistance against Japan and behind enemy lines, I will play the ruthlessness of the knife out of the sheath, and I must make the little devil hear the name of me and the iron-blooded special combat team, and he will be so frightened that he is at a loss."
"I'm sure you'll do it."
"Gu Ming, do you know what your biggest benefit is?"
"Huh? Can you see my greatest good? Let's talk about it. Gu Ming looked at Wang Feng with joy and asked.
Wang Feng said with a smile: "Your biggest advantage is that you have learned to pat fart now, and the shooting is very comfortable, and the comfortable ones are a little fluttery, and you have the ability." β
"YouβAre you complimenting or ......?"
Just when Wang Feng and Gu Ming relaxed and joked with themselves in the gap between the battles to relieve the pressure of being too nervous, Feng Zhiyuan suddenly shouted: "Boss, the little devil has launched another attack, this time there are more people, at least the strength of one squadron." β
Fuck, there are less than 100 people left in the squadron of devils who were beaten just now, why did another squadron come out, could it be that this group of bastards fell from the sky?
Wang Fenghuo stood up, lay on the front of the fortifications and looked ahead, when he found that more than 200 little devils were frantically charging towards the position, he not only shook his head and said: "We are now thirty-five special combat troops, and we have to deal with seven times the enemy, so it is a big trouble." β
Gu Ming approached Wang Feng and looked at the attacking devil and asked, "Boss, you're right, each of our soldiers is facing seven enemies, although the weapons and ammunition are stronger than the little devils, but a good tiger can't stand a pack of wolves." β
"Yes, boss, this was originally the position of the sixth regiment, one battalion and one company, we helped them regain the position, should they quickly reinforce or come over to take over this position?" Feng Zhiyuan said nervously.
"Spicy brat, if the first battalion still had troops to reinforce this position, it would not have watched a company fight bloody battles with the enemy, and all of them died in the position without reinforcements."
Wang Feng said and picked up the binoculars, quickly turned the lookout angle, and when he found that the commander was equipped with a lot of little devils in this squadron, he immediately realized that it was very likely that these were two scattered squadrons, gathered together, and launched an attack on the company's position again.
He said nervously to Gu Ming: "Gu Ming, do you still have the physical strength to do something now?" β
"You say, as long as it's the task you ordered, it's guaranteed to be completed."
"Okay, you lead the four fighters to deliver the ammunition in the car to the position as quickly as possible, and then bring my German sniper rifle, and I will tell the commander of the little devils to show his head and blow their heads."
Gu Ming knew that the new round of counterattack that was about to start would be even more brutal and intense, so he took the task and took four special combat team members to the three cars a hundred meters away, and quickly returned to the position with the bullet box on his shoulder.
At this time, Luo Gang, the deputy captain of the special combat team in charge of the left flank position, ran over panting and shouted: "Report to the boss, I found that the devil squadron for this attack is equipped with six mortars, eight grenadiers, four heavy machine guns, twelve light machine guns, and..." β
Wang Feng had already checked the enemy's weapons and equipment, and without waiting for Luo Gang to finish speaking, he ordered the thirty-five special combat soldiers around him: "I announce the order now;
Ordered the special combat team to be divided into four combat teams, each with seven members, and appointed Feng Zhiyuan as the leader of the first combat team to stick to the main battlefield to counterattack the enemy.
Ordered Deputy Captain Luo Gang to be the leader of the second combat squad and be responsible for the left flank position.
Dong Zhen, the platoon leader of the former 19th Route Army Guard Company, was ordered to be the leader of the third combat squad and was responsible for the right flank position, and Xu Lin was ordered to be the leader of the fourth squad as the reserve of the special combat team.
Zhao Yafeng was appointed as the leader of the field ambulance team, leading a female soldier and a male special combat team member, ready to rescue the wounded and wounded at any time, and the other three special combat team members followed my action. β
Wang Feng made the latest deployment of the special combat team, and finally said in a stern tone: "Brothers, we are now facing an attack by seven times the Japanese army that is seven times larger than mine, and this Japanese army with one squadron should be composed of two broken squadrons. β
He looked at each member of the special combat team with serious faces, but he could also tell the nervousness in their hearts.
Wang Feng continued: "The enemy's devil troops, which are cobbled together into a squadron, are much more powerful than ordinary squadron devils in terms of heavy weaponry and combat capabilities. Let me ask you, members of the Predator Special Forces, are you afraid? β
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, swear to follow the boss to kill the devil."
"Okay, now everyone is in place, in the fierce battle with the enemy, each combat squad leader, must carry the walkie-talkie on his back, and listen to the latest orders I give you at any time, do you hear clearly?"
"Hear me."
Wang Feng looked at these vigorous special combat personnel in front of him, who were about to enter a bloody battle of life and death with the Japanese army, which was several times the enemy, and he didn't know how many people would survive after this battle.
Not only did he say emotionally: "Brothers, during the war with the enemy, we must save every bullet, shoot all the bullets that sweep at the enemy, know that weapons and ammunition are our lives, and destroy the enemy attacking our position with the minimum bullets." β
"Please rest assured, boss, we know that weapons and ammunition are the lives of soldiers, and as long as there is a bullet, we will never let the little devil step into our position."
Wang Feng stretched out his hands, and every time he walked in front of a soldier, he had to give the anti-Japanese heroes who were about to enter the battle of life and death, the most standard modern military salute.
After he had done this, he stood still in front of the thirty-five special combat personnel, gave the highest salute and shouted loudly: "The special combat team members will enter the position immediately, brothers take care." β
Gu Ming looked at Wang Feng's eyes, and watched every special combat member leave, and when the last member left his sight, the tears in his eyes could no longer flow.
She took out her white handkerchief, wiped away the tears shed for Wang Feng and comforted: "Wang Feng, you told me that this is war, war is cruel, and it is also the inevitable bloodshed and sacrifice to liberate the country, the nation and the suffering of the toiling masses. β
Yes, in a weak and poor country, the people living in this land will not only suffer oppression and hunger, but also suffer external humiliation, and if they want to stand up, they must take up guns and fight with the great powers that invade our land, and at the cost of blood and price, to obtain the independence, dignity and prosperity of the country, so that our people can live and work in peace and contentment.
Wang Feng saw the attacking little devils change formation, and immediately ordered the special combat team members in the main position: "Retreat to the two flanks as fast as possible, and the speed should be fast." β
Under the command of Commander Watanabe, the Japanese army, which consisted of two disabled squadrons and cobbled together into a squadron, once again launched the most ferocious attack on the positions of the original 1st Battalion and 1st Company, and mobilized all heavy weapons to launch the most fierce artillery bombardment on the positions that were taken over by Wang Feng's special combat team at this time.