Seeing this scene, the old immortal's heart couldn't help but tighten, and he immediately stared at Wang Mancang with a wary face.

A breeze blew and rolled up a puff of dust. Although there was a faint grunt, Wang Mancang slowly put down his Czech machine gun, and looked at the old immortal with a dark face and a strange smile.

Seeing this scene, the old immortal's heart is not good, this kid wants to rob it!

Knowing that his body was far from being the opponent of Wang Mancang, the old immortal suddenly felt cold in his heart.

Could it be that his life-saving food is going to be robbed in vain!? Let yourself not be mixed up when you are dying!

The unwilling old immortal looked around, thinking about where to run, when his eyes suddenly lit up.

With a slight force under his feet, the old immortal stood up violently, regardless of whether he would be hit by the devil's cold gun, he rushed to Zhao Shixun not far away in three steps and two steps, patted the dirt on his body with a smile and sat down.

"Sir, I haven't eaten yet, I have one left. I'll give it to you. ”

After saying this, the old immortal glanced at Wang Mancang who looked unwilling in the distance out of his eyes, and his heart was full of Wang Mancang, Wang Mancang, and wanted to rob Lao Tzu of food. Lao Tzu is filial piety, and being an official is better than being robbed by you as a foodie.

"You can eat, I have eaten at the military headquarters."

Glancing at the miscellaneous grain nest handed to him and smiling slightly, Zhao Shixun refused the kindness of the old immortal, lowered his head and opened the card lock of the Zhongzheng rifle, and with a slight force with both hands, he pulled out the bolt violently.

Hehe smiled and withdrew his hand, and the old immortal glanced at Wang Mancang, who looked unwilling in the distance. happily gnawed on the nest head with cold water.

It was difficult to gnaw off half of the nest, and the old immortal carefully wrapped the remaining half of the nest and carefully hid it in his arms.

put away the nest head and poured more than a dozen mouthfuls of cold water. A wave of fullness came through the belly. The old immortal touched his belly, which was stuffed with cold water and miscellaneous grains. Satisfied with a full burp.

"Whoa."

A crisp sound of the bolt of the gun in place attracted the old immortal's gaze.

A full face of Chinese characters was slightly downward, and under the thick black eyebrows, a pair of bright eyes were staring at the weapon in his hand. The rolled up sleeves reveal bronzed, thick and powerful muscles. The shabby and wide captain's military uniform was full of strong body, and he was actually worn with a rare heroic spirit.

Touching his bearded chin, the old immortal squinted, and recalled all kinds of gossip about the background of this "airborne" company commander.

It didn't take long for Zhao Shixun, who was beside him, to pull the wiped rifle bolt open again, and pressed the polished bullets into the magazine one by one.

After watching Zhao Shixun skillfully disassemble and wipe the formal rifle, return to its position and load. The old immortal, who had just mixed up with a round belly, raised his ass and moved, and came to Zhao Shixun's side with a smile.

"Sir, at first glance, you are a character who has been in the martial arts hall, I heard that you have also stayed in the East and drank the East ink?"

"Hmm. I studied at the Japanese Army Non-Commissioned Officer School for two years. ”

Zhao Shixun froze for a moment when he heard this, did not raise his head, but took out his box gun from his waist, removed the magazine and withdrew the bullet, skillfully pulled the gun open and started a new round of maintenance.

"Obediently, how can a character like you be just the commander of the guard company? Our original regiment leader was just a graduate of the Yunnan Lecture Martial Arts Hall. Ge Laozidi, it's not fair! ”

……

Listening to the words of the old immortal crying for himself, Zhao Shixun mechanically assembled his own box cannon.

But his mind slowly flew away, flying to his youth.

He lost his father at a young age, and he followed his mother and grandmother to live with him since he was a child.

When he was ten years old, his family was suddenly taken from Haicheng to Shenyang and lived in a large courtyard.

On the first day of moving in, a middle-aged officer brought several women to visit his family.

After the man left, his mother told Zhao Shixun that the middle-aged officer was his father's commander. His father used to be his guard. When I see him in the future, I should be called Dashuai.

It didn't take long for Cho Se-hoon to go to school.

Although Zhao Shixun entered the school late, he studied very hard. Soon became the top student in the class.

A few years later, Zhao Shixun, who was not yet eighteen years old, was admitted to the Northeast Lecture Hall and became a Northeast Army. A year later, Zhao Shixun got the opportunity to study at the Japanese Army Non-commissioned Officer School.

I vaguely remember that on the day I was sent on the ship to Japan, my mother said goodbye to me with tears. Tell yourself to study hard and take care of yourself.

……

Bang bang...... Whining...... Boom!

Suddenly, the valley was filled with cannon fire!

"Hidden! Hide, everyone! Lie down......! ”

Awakened from his memories by the sound of cannons, Zhao Shixun half-squatted up and roared hoarsely.

In an instant, a series of firelight pierced the sky, facing the bloody remnant sun. Slammed the hillside. Many of the shells even flew over the hills, blasting into the village!

After fifteen minutes of fierce shelling, the Japanese troops of the two squadrons rushed towards the small hillside with the small squad as the combat unit!

"The devil is here, everyone get up! Get ready for battle! ”

Climbing up from the burial with difficulty, shaking the dirt off his head, Zhao Shixun picked up his medium rifle and lay down in the bunker, shouting loudly while observing the number of Japanese troops under the mountain.

With Zhao Shixun's shout, more and more soldiers who survived the shelling got up, regardless of the scars on their bodies, and took up their guns to aim at the Japanese troops down the mountain. Due to the exhaustion of ammunition, the defending national soldiers were strictly ordered by Zhao Shixun not to shoot two hundred meters away!

Seeing that the Japanese army was gradually entering a distance of 200 meters, Zhao Shixun slowly aimed at a ghost soldier with a crooked machine gun.

Bang!

In the crisp sound of gunfire, the devil soldiers fell to the ground.

"Fire!"

At the sound of an order, the surviving national troops on the hill opened fire one after another, and the devils who charged Long Live were knocked down by more than 20 people at once.

Suddenly encountering a blockade, the attacking Japanese troops immediately scattered and lay down to hide, and more than a dozen crooked machine guns immediately strafed without hesitation.

The remnants of the Nationalist army on the small hill did not have many bullets, and the only seven or eight light machine guns could only fire short bursts, and they were immediately pressed and could not raise their heads.

"Heavy machine gun fire, suppress the devil machine gun below!"

A shot knocked down a half-crouched Devil Army Cao, and Zhao Shixun turned around and shouted to the only remaining Makqin heavy machine gun on the small hill to fire.

Da Da Da ...... Da-da-da-da!

The Type 24 Makqin heavy machine gun began to fire continuously in long bursts during the vibration, drawing a line of death in the smoke of gunpowder, suppressing the crooked handle of the Japanese troops under the mountain for a short time.

Woo......

Boom!

However, the devil's counterattack was extremely fast, and as soon as the Maxim heavy machine gun finished firing two chains of 100 rounds, several 90 mortar shells flew over.

Not long after, all eight soldiers attached to the Maxim heavy machine gun fell in a pool of blood.

The heavy machine gun was also blown aside by the explosion, and eighty percent of it was scrapped.

Having lost the suppression of the heavy machine gun, the devil rushed up again under the cover of the crooked machine gun.

Seeing that the devils were getting closer and closer, the national army on the mountain could only fight back with machine gun fire, although it caused some casualties to the devils who attacked, but their own casualties were even greater.

Not long after, the more than 100 national troops defending on the small hill were almost killed and wounded, and the devils also took the opportunity to rush halfway up the mountain. It's only a few dozen meters away from the top of the mountain!

Zhao Shixun, who has accurate and ruthless marksmanship, has also been targeted by the devil machine gun under the mountain after killing seven or eight devils who charged one after another, and at least two crooked handles are staring at Zhao Shixun.

After being hit by a bullet twice in a row, Rao is Zhao Shixun did not dare to show his head easily, no matter how bold he was. I can only pick up the only few grenades around me, pull the lead and go down the mountain!

The sound of explosions was mixed with screaming and cursing in Japanese, and the sound was almost close at hand!

Zhao Shixun had even heard the sound of Japanese military boots stomping on the mountain.

"Get on the bayonet and prepare for a white-knuckle fight!"

With a roar, he took two steps back, throwing away the mid-range rifle that had been empty. Zhao Shixun picked up a big knife beside him, pulled out his box cannon, and looked around only to find that there were less than twenty people who could stand up at this time.

"Is this the end? ……。 ”

Seeing that the position was about to be lost, a roar suddenly came from behind Zhao Shixun.

"Brothers, kill the devil!"

"Kill the devil!"

With a roar of exhaustion, more than 300 national soldiers rushed up from the other side of the hill. As soon as they reached the top of the mountain, many soldiers of the national army took out their grenades, opened the fire and left the mountain!

Rumble...... Rumble!

In an instant, a wall of smoke was blown up by a grenade on the side of the devil on the mountain! In the sound of the explosion, the footsteps of the charging devils stopped abruptly.

"Kill ......!"

After receiving reinforcements from the new army, the morale of the national army on the hill was boosted, and they howled and killed it, just colliding with the devil who had just rushed up the mountain. In the hand-to-hand combat, the bayonets on both sides come and go, and the knives are red!

Zhao Shixun also rushed into the crowd with the flow of people, holding a knife in one hand and a gun in the other.

With a slash, he swept away the bayonet that was stabbing at himself. turned around and flirted with one another, and directly slashed a devil in front of him.

Seeing a devil squad leader slash two Chinese soldiers to death one after another, Zhao Shixun raised his gun and fired two shots. In the confusion, he shot the opponent in the thigh.

Taking advantage of the opponent's fall to the ground, Zhao Shixun rushed forward violently and flew to split Huashan with a force! directly cut off half of the opponent's body.

The squad leader died tragically, and several devils around him rushed up with howls.

Zhao Shixun raised his gun and fired a few shots, and several devils fell in response.

Kaka......

Quickly put away the empty gun, Zhao Shixun picked up his knife and continued to join the battle group.

After more than ten minutes of bloody fighting, after paying nearly half of the casualties, the national army on the hill finally pressed down the devils who had rushed up!

The attack was frustrated, and under the cover of machine guns, the charging devils retreated in batches to a position more than 200 meters away to hide and rest on the spot. Although there was no cover, because the national army on the mountain had no ammunition, and the threat of more than a dozen machine guns under the mountain, the national army had no choice but to take the initiative to stop the fire and watch the devils rest and recuperate at the bottom of the mountain.

…… To be continued.