Now, the damn machine gun is out of water again, and the bolt shouts at the brothers outside, looking for water, but everyone's water is gone, and in the hot weather of October, after a whole day of fighting, everyone is so thirsty, a pot of water is not enough at all.

There's no water, if there's urine, it's okay, the bolt is holding a steel helmet everywhere and trying to catch some urine, but everyone doesn't have it, everything is gone, and now even sweat can't flow out, let alone urine.

"Bring it, bring the spare barrel."

Lao Liang shouted at Wang Weidong, Xiao Wang dragged the spare barrel over, I don't know what Lao Liang has to do, Lao Liang asked Xiao Wang and the bolt to put on asbestos gloves and take off the barrel on the machine gun.

When the two were taking the hot barrel, Wang Weidong turned his head curiously to look at Lao Liang, wanting to see what method Lao Liang used to add water to the barrel.

But this was unbelievable, Wang Weidong was surprised to find that Lao Liang took a dagger, tore the wound on his left arm and opened the water inlet of the barrel, and used the dagger to cut the wound just now, so that his blood flowed in.

"Master, you, you can't do this."

Xiao Wang called, and the bolt was also discovered, and the two rushed over, holding the master's hand, not letting Lao Liang do this, there was too much blood, and the person would die.

"Get out of here, don't be like the little girl, mother-in-law and mother crying."

"Master, come, cut my blood, I have a lot."

"I have a lot of blood too, cut mine."

Xiao Wang and Bolt both scrambled to ask the master to cut their blood, rolled up their sleeves and stretched out their arms, but they were both opened by Lao Liang, and said angrily:

"When are you still here, get out of the way, get on the barrel of the gun." Lao Liang kicked one by one, kicked away the two apprentices, estimated that some of the blood was poured in, and immediately asked the two of them to quickly replace the barrel.

Xiao Wang and the bolt tearfully replaced the barrel of the gun with the blood of the master, and Lao Liang quickly tied the wound on his arm with a bandage and restarted the heavy machine gun.

A series of bullets quickly shot into the group of devils, like an autumn wind sweeping away leaves, and beat this group of devils who took advantage of Lao Liang's heavy machine guns to stop in front of the position, and smashed them in one fell swoop.

The Japanese army was annoyed and angry, and the mortars and heavy machine guns were again frantically suppressed at this old Liang and their shooting hole.

Lao Liang also let go, taking advantage of the fact that the blood in the barrel of the gun had not been dried, and did not dodge, he fired the machine gun desperately, strafing the devils who rushed up desperately.

The devils died one after another under the heavy bullets of the heavy machine guns, many devils were shot in the head, the whole head was gone, some were swept in the waist, immediately broken in two, as for the hands and feet, when they touched the bullet, they were broken.

At such a close distance, the bullet power of the heavy machine gun is really amazing. In Lao Liang's shooting range, it was really a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

A large number of devils stepped on the corpses of their companions and rushed up, and they were all killed by Lao Liang's machine guns on the corpses of their companions, layer after layer, constantly covering them.

In a trance, Lao Liang thought that he had returned to Nanjing, and outside the gate of the Yujiang River, the corpses on the bank, the corpses of the Chinese, were also like this, piled up, covering the sky and the ground.

"your grandma, let's all come together, Lao Tzu will fight with you today."

Lao Liang was able to kill, no matter how many times he was hit by shrapnel on his body again, it seemed that he didn't feel any pain now, and was completely dominated by fanatical emotions.

Lao Liang remembered the brothers who died in Nanjing, the compatriots who died tragically in Nanjing, and felt that he was now avenging them.

In this life, as long as there is such a time, it is worth dying.

Gradually, Lao Liang was covered in blood, and he didn't have time to bandage it, and the bolt and Xiao Wang were also nervously separating the bullet chains, and observing the enemy's situation, the two of them were also hit by several shrapnel, and they couldn't care about others.

Finally, Lao Liang felt that he was getting less and less powerful, his eyes were also blackening, he couldn't see the situation outside clearly, and he kept thinking about exerting himself and exerting himself in his heart, but the force in his hand was getting smaller and smaller, and he couldn't even hold the handle of the heavy machine gun.

This is very similar to the previous nightmare, obviously I am very hard, but I can't break free from the encirclement of the evil ghost, perhaps, I am about to fall into hell, and I am haunted by the evil ghost.

Lao Liang, who was in a daze, felt like he was being embraced by an evil ghost, constantly falling rapidly to the ground, raising his head and struggling to open his eyes, and finally took a look at the light of the world.

It was the dazzling light of the muzzle extinguisher, the dazzling light of the bomb, and these lights, in the end, slowly disappeared in Lao Liang's pupils, leaving only endless darkness and endless falling.

The bolt suddenly found that the machine gun was no longer screaming, and when he turned his head, the master rolled down the firing position and immediately went to hug it, but he couldn't wake up the master when he was crying and grabbing the ground.

The bolt put down the cold master sadly, the blood in the master's whole body was about to run out, he was not killed by the devil, he was sacrificed by himself drop by drop of blood.

The embolus, which was also covered in blood, grabbed the handle of the heavy machine gun, and the index finger of his right hand slashed at the trigger, this heavy machine went to that, and fired angry bullets at the devils who were pouring in like a tide.

A box of bullets was almost finished, Xiao Wang turned his head to look around, only to find bullet casings all over the ground and the master's body, and nothing else.

Xiao Wang turned around and walked towards the entrance of the fortress, ready to find other weapons to support the fire of the fortress, and was about to climb out of the cave when a loud explosion came from behind him.

I only saw that the barrel of the heavy machine gun with the bolt exploded, and the rapid burst of machine gun bullets could not shoot out of the barrel smoothly, and continuously exploded in the chamber and bolt, forming a small detonation.

A large hole was blown open in the chest of the embolus, and even after this heavy blow, the embolus was not completely dead all of a sudden.

He could still lower his head and look at the big blood hole in his chest, which was bubbling with blood, and the fresh heart, still full of blood, was beating again and again.

Now the bolt shook his head helplessly and desolately, his body could no longer support it, and he was so weak that he was in the firing position, and his body was full of shattered parts of the machine gun and bullet casings.

"Master, wait for me, I'm here too, we'll be companions together......"

In the last remaining consciousness, the plug's mouth fluttered, silently calling out to the master, and following the master.

Seeing such a tragic situation, Xiao Wang sat on the ground full of yellow, orange and orange copper bullet shells, and cried loudly, but what can be done, just let them go first, and I will come later.

Xiao Wang rushed out of the fortress while wiping his tears, looking for weapons everywhere, even if he killed a few more devils in the end, and avenged the master and the bolt, it was not too late to die.

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Lao Liang, Liang Guorong, 74 Corps, 3 Battalion, 7 Company, 3 Platoon, 2 Squad Sergeant, from Tongchuan, Shaanxi, died in Zhang Gushan, De'an, on the evening of October 8, 27th year of the Republic of China, at the age of 26.

Bolt, Xie Bao bolt, corporal of the 2nd squad of the 3rd Battalion, 7th Company, 3rd Platoon, 74th Regiment, a native of Shaoyang, Hunan, died in Zhang Gushan, De'an, on the evening of October 8, the 27th year of the Republic of China, at the age of 19.

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