Chapter 11: Bad News.
Chen San, who was lying on the ground, listened to the gunshots one after another and the muffled sound of his men falling to the ground, his face was unusually ugly.
I really didn't look at the yellow calendar when I went out today, and I was actually ambushed in broad daylight!
Although it sounded like the other party was no more than two or three people, Chen San was completely frightened by the successive explosions and cold guns! Now the brothers haven't even seen each other's shadows, and seven or eight people have died.
The desire for revenge, which was unusually strong not long ago, has been shattered by the cruel reality.
"Made, this is a! I have to run away for my own life! ”
Thinking of this, Chen San stood up tremblingly. However, before he could take the first step, a chill suddenly hit behind him, and Chen Sanyi sat down again.
"Made, that doesn't feel right."
The moment Chen San stood up, he suddenly felt like he was being stared at ......!
The intuition that saved himself several times told Chen San that as long as they got together again, he would probably be knocked down by a single shot!
"Made, I have to find someone to go out and carry the thunder first!"
Thinking of this, Chen San raised the box cannon and stared at the three subordinates beside him, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and said with a cruel face:
"I said brothers, the three of you will run first, and I will cover you behind."
"Huh?! Let's run first! …… But the third master ......, the people on the mountain are staring here, this will go out ......, it's too dangerous. ”
When the three of them heard Chen San's words, they immediately felt that something was wrong. This Chen San asked his brothers to pave the way for him to block bullets!
"Tamad! Lao Tzu ordered you to run first, are you deaf? Miss him eating a gun is not! ”
Looking at the muzzle of the black hole in front of them, the three puppet soldiers were frightened.
"Don't ...... Don't shoot! Third Master. Let's go, let's go! ”……
Where have all the people gone?
After the puppet army on the left and up the hill were all killed, Zhao Shixun raised his gun and swept around in the grass, but he didn't see a single figure coming out again.
Just as Zhao Shixun was about to go down the mountain to search, the three puppet soldiers jumped up from the grass and bushes, and the girl who didn't look back ran down the mountain.
Bang......! Bang!
Hearing the gunshots on the mountain ring out again, Chen San turned his heart sideways, stood up and ran down the mountain.
As soon as he took a step, he suddenly felt a trip under his feet, and the whole person instantly fell into a dog to eat.
"Oops! Holy! ”
"Third master, third master...... help, save me! I hurt my leg and can't walk on my own! ”
When Chen San heard the sound, he saw that the dice that had disappeared for a long time came out of nowhere, and at this time, he was holding Chen San's thigh with blood on his face, begging him to take him down the mountain.
"Dice brothers! You let go first, and when your brother finds the imperial army at the bottom of the mountain, he will bring someone to rescue you immediately. When the time comes, my brother will let the imperial army doctor treat your wounds.
Good brothers! You let go first! ”
"Third master! You can't go, I'll die if you leave! Brother makes you a cow and a horse, you can't leave your brother alone! ”
The seriously injured dice seemed to grasp the last straw, no matter how Chen San comforted him, he just hugged Chen San's thigh.
"your ancestors! You can't let it go......! ”
Listening to the increasingly sparse gunshots, Chen San was so anxious that he was sweating, and he was evil!
"Bang bang ......!
You let go! ”
Raising the box cannon, Chen San aimed at the back of the dice holding him with two shots.
"You...... Bastard......! ”
The dice who were shot trembled violently, staring at Chen San with dead eyes.
"Fuck you!"
Finally pulled out a leg, Chen San raised his foot and aimed at the head of the dice.
Feeling that his legs were loose, Chen San hurriedly got up with both hands and feet.
Click......!
With a crisp sound, a wisp of green smoke came out of the ground .......
Staring at the green smoke on the ground, Chen San's whole body trembled violently!, gasped, and ran away.
Unexpectedly, a strong force came from his feet again, making Chen San almost fall to the ground!
I saw the dying dice hugging one of Chen San's feet, staring at each other in a stunned manner with blood-red eyes.
"Holy! Let go! Dice my day your ancestors! Let go......!! ”
Bang bang bang ......!
Boom ......!
……
The last scorn exploded and ...... a few minutes later.
"Old immortal, you are here to stare down below to cover me, and I will go down to see if there are any fish that have slipped through the net."
The words were closed, Zhao Shixun put away his rifle, took out the box cannon and fired on it, pushed away the bushes and walked down quietly.
Coming to the right side of the mountain, Zhao Shixun found that there were four corpses scattered on the ground, all of which were dead. Collecting their rifle ammunition and piling it up, Zhao Shixun walked towards the explosion point in the middle again.
In the blood-soaked grass, the corpse of a puppet soldier whose left calf had been blown off was lying on its back, still clutching half of his shoes with both hands.
Not far away, a puppet army officer was covered with bullet holes, and his bloody face was full of horror and unwillingness.
Inadvertently, Zhao Shixun found that half of a notebook and a pen were missing from the other party's jacket pocket.
Leaning down and curiously pulling out the notebook, he found that it turned out to be a diary.
"This second dog is actually literate?"
Flipping through it casually, Zhao Shixun found that it was full of vigorous and powerful words, except for some lecture notes, most of them were family letters that poured out their thoughts.
Crash...... A black-and-white photo fell out.
Picking it up gently, Zhao Shixun saw a family photo of a captain and officer of the national army on it. A heavily armed officer sat in a chair, behind him was a beautiful woman in a cheongsam and two children, one older and one younger.
Gently sandwiched the photo in the notebook, and Zhao Shixun put the notebook away.
It seems that this puppet army is illiterate, and I probably thought that he had found some valuable information, and put it away and prepared to go back to ask for credit.
At the last explosion point, Zhao Shixun found that there was still a puppet soldier alive, and the Type 97 grenade shattered his stomach and his intestines flowed out.
Tragically, he couldn't die for a while, and could only endure inhuman torture.
Seeing someone coming over, the seriously injured puppet army on the ground stared at Zhao Shixun in a daze, trembling all over his body because of the severe pain. After staring at Zhao Shixun for a while, the puppet army opened his mouth and muttered weakly.
"Give...... Give me a good ....... ”
Expressionlessly, he walked over and squatted down, slowly pressing the box cannon on the other party's forehead, Zhao Shixun closed his eyes and turned his head.
Bang! ……。
After wiping the muzzle blood on the other party's clothes a few times, Zhao Shixun stood up without looking back, and after making a gesture to the old immortal on the mountain to go down the mountain, he walked down the mountain alone.
……
Seeing that some national troops came down from the mountain, the prisoners of the national army lying on their stomachs at the bottom of the mountain were so excited that they supported each other and stood up.
"Thank you, sir, for saving your life......."
Looking at the group of tired and grinning national soldiers in front of him, Zhao Shixun pulled out his bayonet expressionlessly, walked over and cut the ropes on their bodies one by one.
"Which part of you are?"
Cutting the rope of the last person, Zhao Shixun put away his bayonet and asked.
"Sir, we are all brothers of the 12th Division under Commander Tang, which part are you?"
A veteran in his thirties with high cheekbones stepped forward and said.
"I'm from the Guard Regiment of the Military Headquarters, and you say that you are the commander of the division? Where are they now?! Take me to him! ”
Hearing that the other party was a subordinate of the commander of the 12th Division, Zhao Shixun was excited. You must know that the military headquarters of the Third Army had to move south towards the position of the 12th Division because it lost contact with the 12th Division, and as a result, it was stuck by the devils halfway and could not get out.
"Commander Tang is surrounded by the Japanese army and the situation is critical, take me to see your division commander! You're all dumb! ”
Seeing that the national army in front of him suddenly fell silent, Zhao Shixun was extremely stunned, grabbed one casually and shouted loudly!
"Woo......."
Inadvertently, more than a dozen remnants of the national army bowed their heads and said nothing, and all of them had tears on their faces.
"Sir, the commander of the Tang army has been martyred ....... This morning, Commander Cun led the remaining brothers of the 12th Division to assault the place where Commander Tang was besieged, and all of them were killed......! Our 12th Division is finished ......, and the 3rd Army is finished ......! Whining......! ”
Speaking of this, more than a dozen remnants of the national army squatted on the ground one after another, howling and crying!
Hearing that Commander Tang and Commander Cun were martyred, Zhao Shixun only felt a thunderbolt from the sky, and the whole person fell to the ground in front of him.
"Battalion commander! Ah! Battalion commander, what's wrong with you!? ”
At the moment when Zhao Shixun was about to fall, the old immortal ran over like lightning and helped Zhao Shixun.
Gently put the other party on his lap, and the old immortal pinched the other party's acupoint fiercely, and Zhao Shixun woke up leisurely after a while.
"Battalion commander, people can't be resurrected after death. You're going to have to hold on, you're going to have to rush out with your brothers! ”
Hearing the words of the old immortal, Zhao Shixun glanced around and staggered to his feet.
Slowly unbuckled his hat and took off his muddy M35 steel helmet, turned to look at the direction of the military department's breakthrough, Zhao Shixun bowed deeply three times with tears in his eyes.
…… To be continued. Ask for collections, ask for recommendations!