"Hey! Last time, his heavy machine gun was taken away by Brother Pao, and now Brother Pao is gone, and today he was taken away by Brother Ma again. ”

That's right, the heavy machine gunner who was just pushed away by the hemp pole is the brother who was bullied by Luo Cannon last time, and the same thing happened twice, and whoever it was replaced with was afraid that he would feel aggrieved in his heart, so while shooting on this side, he was also muttering and complaining in his mouth.

"! What are you muttering? Lao Tzu uses your heavy machine gun, can you afford it? ”

Ma Pole's words immediately frightened the brother's whole body, but fortunately, Ma Pole soon focused on the little devils in front of him, which made him breathe a long sigh of relief.

can't afford to provoke the hemp stick, and this brother can only put all the grievances in his heart and the anger on the little devil.

In fact, this kind of thing of robbing other people's heavy machine guns was all Luo Cannon's favorite thing to do in the past, if he had the temperament of a hemp stick, he would never do such a thing, but today, I don't know why, the hemp stick suddenly surged with blood and did such a thing.

This may also be due to the fact that Ma Stick is a little bit of a fan of the cannon, although they often quarrel, but they are the best brothers.

As for the real reason, it is estimated that only the hemp pole himself is clear, and perhaps he himself can't say it.

In the face of the powerful firepower of the brothers of the new battalion, although the little devils of the Miyamoto Wing suffered heavy losses, none of them flinched half a step, and they were all as desperate as always.

However, the firepower of the brothers of the new battalion was too fierce, and in the end, Miyamoto's wing sacrificed most of the men and horses, and they could not get close to the 300-meter range of the new battalion's position.

Faced with such a situation, whether to continue to charge or temporarily retreat, Miyamoto Qiaomu, the captain of the little devil wing, suddenly fell into hesitation.

The charge is undoubtedly a joke on the lives of his soldiers, and in the end it may not be able to capture the enemy's position.

"Retreat!"

Seeing that the enemy's position was close at hand, Miyamoto Qiaomu, although he was unwilling, could only order a retreat, because now the number of soldiers under his command who were still intact did not exceed 500, which was simply not enough to support them to rush to the enemy's position.

Retreat is undoubtedly the wisest decision.

And there are many fighters who have suffered serious or minor injuries and need to be treated in a timely manner.

In this way, the little devil's seemingly unusually ferocious round of attacks was finally temporarily beaten back by the new battalion.

In the process of retreating, the little devil finally had time to save his companions who stepped on the mine, but were still lying on the ground and did not die.

"Hoo ......"

Seeing the little devil retreating, Yang Yun and the brothers of the new battalion were all relieved.

You must know that even if they are hiding in the trenches, there are still many brothers who have been hit, injured, or killed by the stray bullets of the little devils.

Moreover, after the artillery squadron of the little devils found out about the plan, they turned their guns and aimed them again.

"Rescue the wounded!"

Seeing that the little devil really retreated, not pretending to retreat, and then killing a horse gun, Yang Yun immediately ordered to the brothers around him.

In fact, without his order, the brothers of the new battalion had already begun to treat the wounded who were closer to them.

Although the new battalion does not have a real field doctor, as a soldier, simple field treatment, bandaging wounds, etc., will be more or less a little.

While treating the wounded, Yang Yun was also checking the casualties of his brothers, and after some checking, there were as many as 86 brothers who died, and more than 100 injured brothers.

In this battle, the new battalion seemed to have won a great victory, and its losses were extremely heavy, and the number of casualties together reached almost half of the total number.

Although the little devils retreated temporarily, Yang Yun knew that they would definitely not give up, so he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest.

While checking the injuries of the brothers, he was also checking the defensive line of the position, and at the same time watching the little devil's every move.

While the cat's body was moving, he also held two white noodles in his hand, and gnawed two mouthfuls from time to time.

And the two big steamed buns that were originally white were held by Yang Yun in his hands, and in an instant, there were a few more clear finger prints on their bodies.

However, Yang Yun didn't care about this, not only Yang Yun, but also the rest of the brothers of the new first battalion, and the meals were all solved on this position.

White-flour steamed buns, flatbreads, or some canned food seized from the little devils, although they were very simple to eat, the brothers ate them with relish, even if the steamed buns in their hands were as hard as a stone.

"Captain Yan, why are you here?"

After the battle, Yang Yun saw Yan Li rushing over from Baohua Township with the brothers of the 886 Regiment, and couldn't help but ask out loud.

"Battalion Commander Yang, although the combat effectiveness of our 886th Regiment is not as good as your new battalion, we can't just watch you fight on the front line and be indifferent!"

"However, most of the brothers in your regiment have been wounded, and it is not suitable to continue the battle."

"Brothers, you answer Lao Tzu loudly, can you still fight?"

Yan Li didn't answer Yang Yun, but turned to the brothers of the 886 regiment behind him and asked.

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

"Can ......"

Hearing the question of the regiment commander Yan Li, the brothers of the 886 regiment who followed him almost subconsciously answered in unison.

The voice was full of pride and resounded in the sky.

This is the true character of the soldiers of the Sichuan army, even if they are seriously injured, as long as there is a breath of air, we can continue to fight.

Looking at the high-spirited Sichuan army brothers, Yang Yun didn't say anything anymore, because he knew that their minds had been decided, and it was useless to say anything more.

After pondering for a while, he said to Yan Li in front of him: "Okay then! Let's fight together! ”

"Good! Fight! ”

Yan Li's face showed a resolute look, and at the same time, he stretched out his right fist and touched Yang Yun.

"Commander Yan, it's okay for you to participate in the battle, but you have to listen to my arrangement."

"This ......"

Hearing Yang Yun's words, Yan Li suddenly fell silent, not only Yan Li, but also the other soldiers of the 886th Regiment.

Because in their opinion, Yang Yun was just a battalion commander, and now it was too difficult for them to let their regiment commander obey his command.

If it weren't for the fact that Yang Yun had saved their lives with the brothers of the new battalion, they would have already refuted it at this moment.

Although they didn't speak, the expressions on their faces could already tell what they were thinking at the moment.

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