Chapter 162: Hold the temple position

Wan Yu asked for leave to go home on the eve of the war, and after finishing the last thing that he would never return, he said to his sister Wan Ying arrogantly: "Little sister, this portrait of my brother standing in front of the pine tree and painted by Professor Su himself is the most precious gift that my brother left to his family. Hide this image, this is the hero's posthumous image. ”

After he finished speaking, he suddenly burst into a desolate 'haha' laugh, and returned to the company to show the soldiers and brothers with a bust portrait that Professor Su had given him.

The soldiers saw that the company commander drew a photo of the battlefield wearing a ceremonial uniform before the battle, and their hearts were like a thousand waves, especially those who were thoughtful, and they felt the uncertainty of life and death in their company, which participated in the Songhu War of Resistance this time.

At this time, after several truces in the battle with the enemy at the front of the position and blocking the enemy's attack, the soldiers of the 12th Company who were still alive saw that the military uniform outside their 10,000 company commander had been burned out of several holes by the smoke of artillery fire, and the buttons of their shirts were torn off to reveal the dress they wore inside.

One by one, the soldiers who were going to be with the Grim Reaper pretended to be heroic jokes, and asked Company Commander Wan to tell the story of wearing a ceremonial uniform to the battlefield.

Wan Yu laughed rudely 'haha' and said: "How about brothers, although what I just said is a bit of a joke, but I have staked my life on the battlefield of killing devils, we have to live like men, we can't let the little devils look down on us, right?" ”

"Company Commander Wan is right, we are dead, and we will die in a dignified manner, we will never surrender to the little devil, as long as we have a breath, we will definitely not put down the gun in our hands to kill the devil."

"Kill the devil——、 kill the devil——。"

'Boom, boom', just as the remaining 60 or so of the 12th Company of the 528th Regiment were covered with scars, and during the short period of time when the battle was suspended, they joked about the story of the commander of the company Wan Yu wearing a ceremonial dress and painting a portrait on the battlefield, when suddenly Japanese planes, artillery, and naval guns once again poured dozens of bombs and shells on the position.

The position of the 12th Company was suddenly bombarded by the enemy's artillery fire, and the smoke and flames of gunfire rose again, destroying the fortifications of the position in an instant, and after the shelling, only 17 soldiers remained on the position, and most of them were seriously wounded.

Wan Yu crawled out of the dust and stones kicked up by the explosion at this time, and saw a company of one hundred and twenty-three soldiers, and there were less than ten soldiers left after the artillery bombardment.

He shouted to less than ten soldiers with minor or serious wounds: "Brothers, get out of the trenches destroyed by enemy artillery fire and prepare to attack the little devils again." As long as we have one person alive, we must not let the little devils occupy the positions of our 12th Company. ”

Eight remnants crawled out of the ruins of the fortifications, and before they could rebuild the fortifications, they found a squad of devils frantically pounced.

They didn't have time to fix the trenches in front of them, and piled the corpses of the heroic soldier brothers to the front of the trenches, crying with tears: "Brothers, I'm sorry, I did this to kill the devil fiercely in my life, and to avenge and avenge you." ”

The eight soldiers of the 12th Company, no matter how well-armed and equipped they were, it was simply impossible to build fortifications at the front of the destroyed position to block the attack of a small squad of Japanese troops with strong combat capabilities.

Seeing that the situation in the position was sinister, the company commander Wan Yu not only grabbed the phone and shouted: "Battalion headquarters, battalion headquarters, the situation in the position of my twelfth company is very urgent now, ask for reinforcements, the sooner the better." ”

"Company Commander Wan Yu, now that the front of our Fifth Army is too long, we have deployed our troops to the forward position to block the crazy attack of the Japanese army, and now there is no reinforcement of troops, you must hold the position, once the position is lost, the main position of my 528th Regiment will be."

"Are you Head Li? I'm going to find the battalion commander to send reinforcements immediately, immediately. ”

"Wan Yu, I am the regiment commander, your battalion commander is seriously injured and I don't know if I can rescue him, now I personally command your battalion, you can only think of a way in a short time if you hold your position."

Now that a small squad of the Japanese army has launched the most fierce attack, it is necessary to call the remaining eight remnant brothers of the 12th Company to block the enemy's powerful attack and hold the position, so that Regiment Commander Li can find a way in a short time.

It's spicy, is it possible? Eight remnants of soldiers had to stop a squad of Japanese troops in the destroyed trenches, not to mention the lack of weapons and ammunition, even if it was enough, what could it do? Bastard, this is the kind of seed that wants to be cut off for twelve times.

Wan Yu scolded and threw down the phone, and shouted to the eight soldiers beside him: "Brothers, now our position is facing the life-and-death task of blocking the line attacking the Japanese army, there is no army to reinforce us at all, we can only fight to the death now, we can wait until the reinforcements count our fate, if we can't wait, standing is death, kneeling is also death, then we will tie a grenade to the gun, and when the enemy is exhausted, pull the grenade, and die with the little devil." Brothers, are you afraid? ”

"Hmph, I'm afraid of another egg? It's just that Lao Tzu hasn't married a daughter-in-law in his life, so he died without leaving a clock, what a pity. ”

"No matter what, it's a death, I want to die and I want to live, it seems that I don't even have a chance to live, so what are we hesitating about? Then a good death. ”

"Let's die, let's die, we still have descendants when we die, I don't believe it, the island country's small book is so good, how long can it fight with our big country, but it's a pity, I can't see when I can defeat the little devil."

Wan Yu looked at the soldiers and brothers gathered around him while shouting loudly and violently, while tying grenades to his body, this is the rhythm of preparing to die, not only lamented in his heart: "They are all good brothers who kill the enemy, but in this era, people are not allowed to live, and they can only fight with the little devil with this life." ”

The Japanese found that the firepower of the Chinese army holding the position was very weak, and not only screamed arrogantly and rushed to the position of the 12th Company of the 528th Regiment.

"Brothers of the Twelfth Company, I believe that none of the soldiers of Wanyu are of a bad breed, for our country, our family, and our relatives are not humiliated by devils, and I will fight into the enemy group, rush to ——。."

When Wan Yu saw that the enemy was still a dozen steps away from the trench, he suddenly took the lead in rushing out of the trench with his sword in his hand, and shouted in the most brutal voice: "Kill, kill, kill." ”

Of the 123 soldiers of the 12th Company of the 528th Regiment, only four soldiers were able to stand and kill the enemy group with steel guns and broadswords, and the other five seriously wounded were lying on the front of the trench, shooting the attacking devils with guns.

Under the leadership of the commander of Wan Yu, although there are only eight soldiers and brothers in the 12th Company, their spirit of daring to fight with the Japanese army to the last drop of blood is a song and a cry that will forever be recorded in the annals of anti-Japanese history.

The commander of the 10,000 company took the lead in killing the enemy group, and the sword in his hand was like a spiritual snake out of view, as long as it touched it, it would only die.

Wan Yu, who was fighting with the enemy at the cost of his life, was raising the saber in his hand and stabbing into the lower abdomen of a Japanese soldier, and suddenly the saber was knocked open, if Wan Yu still had strength in his hand, otherwise the knife that suddenly appeared from the side would knock the saber in his hand flying.

But just like that, the sword in his hand almost flew out of his hand.

Just when Wan Yu's saber was knocked away, the little devil under Wan Yu's saber was almost killed, and he was saved in panic, and immediately stabbed Wan Yu in the abdomen with a gun.