"Bang" a gunshot.

Kenji Suzuki, who painfully dropped the command knife and covered his chest, wanted to vomit blood.

Of course, in reality he is vomiting blood, and the most striking feature of people whose lobes have been pierced is that they not only bleed but also vomit blood, and the lungs that support human breathing will expand and send blood to the trachea.

"Yaga! I'm Dasa! Why don't you live? This may be the deep resentment that the Japanese soldier Osa, who was once extremely entangled and is now vomiting blood, cannot pour out in words.

"Bang" another shot, then another shot.

The Japanese soldier Osa who was rolling unwillingly and painfully with his chest clutched finally stopped struggling, his body twitched, and he tried to half-open his eyes, trying to see who was so unruly.

"You are an immortal, you dare to fight Lao Tzu with a knife, Lao Tzu can't kill you ten or eight. Squad leader, this knife looks good! Take it! A young, indignant voice rang out next to Kenji Suzuki, who had driven out all his subordinates and ordered them to break through, and who was already alone.

"Hmmm! The knife is good, it looks quite bright, you take it first, and give it to the company commander later. Go, don't delay, follow the medical team, and take care to protect their safety. The half-opened Japanese soldier Osa could only see a strong hand picking up the command knife on the ground, glancing at the scabbard that had been thrown to the side, and throwing it at the other person.

"Yes, squad leader."

"Yaga! I didn't want to resist, I wanted to poke myself! Can't even poke yourself? Chinese, it's really too unsophisticated. The somewhat tragic Kenji Suzuki's lips moved, but he could only complain silently in his heart, unable to spit out even a word.

All he spat out was some blood foam, and then, with a long breath, his body stopped trembling and fell silent.

Three shots in a row hit the chest, three holes the size of a shot glass were already doomed to him impossible to survive, and the two Chinese soldiers took the command knife of Dazuo who he fell to the ground and glanced at the injury of a certain Dazuo and were not interested in looking at him, even if it was a glance.

The main reason is that the Japanese officers like to pretend to be too forced, whether it is a second lieutenant or a major general, they like to spend their own money to get a katana with them.

There are too many command knives that have been confiscated as trophies on the battlefield, and who is interested in caring if he is a big lieutenant or a second lieutenant.

Of course, the more important thing is that these two soldiers don't know that this is the supreme commander of the 40th Infantry Brigade, but this place is not like it at all.

The wish of the heroic Kenji Suzuki, who was determined to drive his subordinates away, came true and died. And no one knew that he was Dazuo, so he was killed like a chicken by a big soldier of the Independent Regiment. Obscurity was accompanied by perhaps even more obscurity, and Yoshio last month, who became a roasted "sweet potato", died.

After 30 minutes of fighting, the remnants of the Japanese army have basically been cleared, and now it is time to clean up the battlefield.

Most of the red soldiers happily carried the captured 38 big covers, while flipping through the corpses of Japanese soldiers and taking off the bullet boxes on their bodies.

Although the 38 big cover is a broken gun that the independent regiment can't look down on, it is a good gun for the red soldiers with old-fashioned Hanyang, as well as grenadiers and light machine guns with crutches, which are all good things.

Before the battle began, Liu Tuanzuo and the future general discussed that all guns and ammunition would be captured by the 386 Brigade, and the money and command knives of the Japanese army would belong to the Independent Regiment.

Both sides of the extremely strict military discipline strictly abide by this rule, I will throw you what does not belong to me if I find it, and you will lose it to me if you find it that belongs to me, and the big guys are very harmonious.

But the battlefield is a battlefield after all, even if it is a battlefield that has basically ended.

There have been several incidents in a row of Japanese wounded soldiers who cheated to death and then took advantage of the soldiers' inattention to shoot cold. Danger is everywhere.

Therefore, Xiaoshan, who is temporarily responsible for guarding the doctors and nurses of the medical team, is still very nervous. Doctors and nurses were rushing to treat their wounded, and all the vigilance was given to the guard platoon and the infantry who had been temporarily reinforced to them.

With the command knife captured by the fat man in the white shirt of the Japanese soldier he had just killed, and the semi-automatic rifle that had been closely following Xiao Shan, who was rescuing the doctors and nurses of his own wounded medical team, looked around vigilantly.

Occasionally, his gaze would follow a person, a female warrior standing with her back to her, also holding a submachine gun. That person's safety is also very important to him. Even, more important than himself.

Xiaoshan is a recruit, a veritable recruit egg.

If it weren't for the fact that the Independent Regiment had drawn out nearly 1,000 veteran sergeants and officers to form the Northern Sichuan Security Regiment, and nearly 400 people had been drawn out to form the Guangyuan Base Garrison Battalion, it would have been impossible for a guy like Xiaoshan, who had only been in the village guard team for two years, to be admitted to the Independent Regiment and become a full-fledged soldier.

The independent regiment has a total of 3,000 members, and nearly half of the veterans have been transferred, so they can only use new recruits. But even if there is such a big gap, it doesn't mean that everyone can get in.

Even if you are a private, you can have 15 oceans of military salary a month! In addition to military salary, food, clothing, housing and transportation are all-inclusive, and there is a half-month family leave every year, which is the place where all young people in Guangyuan County want to go the most.

However, if you want to enter the independent regiment, you must have at least two years of training experience in the village guard team, and at the same time, on this basis, your training performance must be good enough, ranking in the top five in the village guard team for two consecutive years, and also ranking in the top 50 in the township, then you are eligible to participate in the selection, and the opportunity to officially enter the barracks with the one or two thousand strong men already in the independent regiment.

Although Xiaoshan has been playing soy sauce as a village guard, he has been poor since he was a child and has a sick old lady, but he has worked hard to train in order to get the first five oceans of the village guard's annual competition. Success is one percent talent and ninety-nine percent sweat, although the height is not high, the nutrition is not good, the twenty-year-old youth seems a little thin, but whether it is cross-country running or 50 rounds of ammunition a year live ammunition shooting or wooden gun stabbing, he is the first in the village.

With the reward of ten oceans for the first time in two consecutive years, plus the monthly subsidy of five oceans for the outstanding members of the village guard, Xiaoshan not only bought a lot of medicine for his mother, but also earned dozens of oceans for his family. In the countryside of Guangyuan, this is a lot of wealth, and even some people have begun to come to the door to propose marriage, and Xiaoshan, who was once so poor that he was scum, almost solved the problem of singles without even seeing his daughter-in-law's face.

However, as Xiaoshan was successfully admitted as a regular soldier in the Independent Regiment, during the one-year recruit period in the Independent Regiment, Xiaoshan, who kept up with nutrition, not only became stronger, but also began to understand what love is.

Love is that when you see that girl for the first time, you are sure to marry her and go home as a wife.

Xiaoshan is like this, when he fainted because he trained too hard a year ago and was sent to the regimental health team for treatment, the first thing he saw when he woke up was that the female soldier said to himself fiercely: "A melon baby, if you can't run, just take a rest!" Don't you know that you have an electrolyte imbalance and almost ran to death? ”

Xiaoshan, who had never read a book, didn't know what electrolyte disorders were, but because of that fierce sweet potato baby, he fell in love with the female nurse in military uniform, with a few small white freckles on her face and a small nose.

This may be the result of the legendary Sichuan "rake ears" meeting a kind and spicy Sichuan girl! Anyway, the boy from Sichuan Province, who once went home to marry a guest in order to earn military salaries, met his love. Although he didn't know what love was at that time, he knew that he wanted to marry her.

I have to say that Xiaoshan is actually an honest child, and he has been lovesick for a long time but does not dare to act. For more than a year, he went to the health team as long as he was fine.

Of course, he is not the only soldier like this, there are too many flowers in the health team, and by training the shirtless running in the winter, he goes to the health team to see a doctor, but secretly he is a ruffian soldier who looks at the girl, and there are dozens of people casually.

Although there are a few such guys who have succeeded, most of them have either been swept away by the girls or have been blacklisted since then.

But Xiaoshan never pretended to be a bad seed, he went to the medical team, and he didn't go in, he just sat far away, even if he wasted a day, if he could hear her voice once, or see her back when she stood guard, it was enough for him to be happy for a week.

Later, he finally learned that she was not a nurse, but a female soldier in the guard platoon of the health team, and she was not from Sichuan, but from the north, one of the seven women and one man who survived the Mijiayu massacre.

It turned out that her life was so tragic. While Xiaoshan felt pity for the "little nurse", his lovesickness was even stronger.

I have to say that honest children also have good luck.

He has a good squad leader.

It's not that the squad leader named Mi Lao Wu has strong military skills, but for Xiaoshan, this squad leader who is in the same village as Mi Xiaohua can bring the whole class to invite those female soldiers from his village to eat mutton hot pot from time to time.

Although he didn't talk to Mi Xiaohua for more than ten sentences, as long as he could look at her closely, Xiaoshan was very satisfied. It's just that she laughs too little, really rarely.

Xiaoshan almost never saw her really laugh, even if Mi squad leader, who was the best joker in the class, told those jokes that he wanted to laugh at, Mi Xiaohua only pursed her lips shallowly, but there was a thick bitterness in her eyes.

Xiaoshan knew that she and their families all died in that massacre, and even if a few years passed, she would not be able to get out of the pain, and the only thing that could make her happy was that she killed the devil to avenge her family.

So Koyama also worked hard, especially in this battle, the devil who died under his gun, plus the Japanese fat man with a knife just now, there were at least 4. If the next time he eats, he tells her, she might laugh happily!

Xiaoshan is looking forward to it.

Then, as a nurse exclaimed, "There's a living little devil here." The nearest hill retracted his thoughts and ran over as soon as possible, ordering the little nurse to leave as soon as possible, and raising the gun at the same time.

The military order of the commander of the regiment: all Japanese combatants, kill.

However, just as he was about to pull the trigger, his heart trembled slightly.

The knees were blown off, it should have just woken up from a coma, the little devil is really young, full of blood but a slightly childish face will definitely not be more than 18 years old, the eyes staring at Xiaoshan with a strong desire to survive actually reminded Xiaoshan of his younger brother who went to catch pheasants because of hunger five years ago but unfortunately fell off the cliff, he was lying in his arms and looked at himself with such eyes, although he couldn't speak, but that look told Xiaoshan that he still wanted to live.

The muzzle of the hill drooped involuntarily.

This little devil, even if he doesn't shoot, it is estimated that he will not last long, Xiaoshan found a reason for himself to disobey the military order in his heart. Even, he didn't dare to look at the young devil's face and eyes again, those eyes would remind him of his brother.

"Xiaoshan, kill him." Mi Xiaohua's firm voice sounded in his ears.

"If you don't kill him, he's going to die. No more wasted bullets, Captain Mi. Perhaps because the young little devil reminded him of his younger brother five years ago, Xiaoshan actually shook his head, and even subconsciously turned to the side slightly, blocking the shooting angle of Mi Xiaohua who had already walked over quickly with his shoulders that had become broad enough.

The reason why Mi Xiaohua is called the squad leader is because he is a senior soldier, but Mi Xiaohua is a sergeant.

"Gua Wazi, get out of the way." Mi Xiaohua, whose face was not very good, suddenly changed her face, and a fierce pounce made Xiaoshan's heart feel slightly cold.

Is this the woman he likes? In order to kill a seriously injured and dying little devil wounded soldier, he brazenly attacked him.

Hatred, has completely blindfolded her.

Xiao Shan, who turned his head to answer and refused, did not see that the young Japanese soldier who had a strong desire to survive in his eyes but the corners of his mouth were quietly floating under the ridicule and madness, and a trace of green smoke was rising.