The sound of gunfire and shouting mingled together, and the small battlefield seemed very chaotic.

This is the northern steppe, less than 200 kilometers from the national border.

Zhang Junbao was lying on the ground, trembling all over.

The right leg that has been shot has become numb and unconscious, which is not a good sign.

The AK47's bullet fired at close range of less than 300 meters, and the moment he was hit, he felt like he had been slammed with a sledgehammer and fell to the ground staggeringly.

The 7.62mm bullet passed through the thigh and caused a fist-sized wound surface in the back of the thigh, and the flying flesh landed not far from him.

Zhang Junbao's head was unconscious for a while, and when he woke up, the first thing he did was to tightly tie his thighs with his own shoelaces.

He didn't know if his major artery had broken or how much time he had left to survive.

The battle was an unexpected encounter for him, but it seemed like a scenario that he had been rehearsing in his mind for years.

To his left, several strange warriors were still holding their guns and firing at the enemy not far away.

A signal soldier is screaming loudly, calling for backup:

"Wolf's den, wolf's den, this is a wild wolf, please support immediately if you receive it. Please support immediately. ”

"Flying Eagle, Flying Eagle, this is a wild wolf, please support immediately if you receive it, please support immediately."

……

The signal soldier holds a communicator in his left hand, a pistol in his right hand, and several grenades in front of him.

"Hey, brother, can you still do it?"

The soldier closest to Zhang Junbao took advantage of the opportunity to change the magazine and shouted at him, and then immediately got up and went into battle.

There were a few corpses lying in the middle of the few soldiers, who were strange comrades-in-arms.

From the beginning of the battle to the present, Zhang Junbao did not know each other's names, just because they were all wearing PLA uniforms, they stood in the same trench.

The injured thigh had completely lost sensation, perhaps because of the excessive blood loss, and Zhang Junbao did not have time to figure out what was going on.

His left leg is still sound, and his hands are still able to take up arms in combat.

He struggled to roll over and slowly climbed up the dirt slope, aiming his gun at the enemy on the opposite side.

"Bang Bang!"

"Da-da-da-da."

There is a big difference between the AK47 and the 95-style gunfire, and after two waves of short point shots, Zhang Junbao retracted his body for the first time.

"Don't think about how to be a hero on the battlefield, you must protect yourself first, and then you can kill the enemy."

These are the words given to him by his squad elder Geng, although he does not have the heroic spirit of fearlessness, but it is very practical.

There was a "bang", followed by the sound of falling to the ground.

Zhang Junbao was stunned for a moment, and then turned his head to look around.

The soldier who had been talking to him had fallen to the ground, and there was an extra bullet hole in his head, and red and white liquid was constantly flowing out of the hole.

There was unwillingness in his eyes, and there was an accident, maybe he thought that he would sacrifice, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly.

Zhang Junbao struggled to crawl to his side, holding all his ammunition and pistol in his hands.

This may be the last contribution made by the fallen comrades.

"Brother, if I can survive, I will definitely give you a few more bottles of good wine, and let's go."

Zhang Junbao muttered a few words, reached out and closed his wide eyes, this may be the last thing he can do.

"Be careful, 40 fire!"

Just as Zhang Junbao was about to return to the battlefield again, the signal soldier suddenly shouted.

Then there was a "boom", and Zhang Junbao felt like he was flying.

"Fuck it, 40 fire."

landed on the ground and slammed it on the ground, Zhang Junbao felt that the bones in his body were about to break.

The "buzzing" in his ears kept ringing, and he knew that it was deaf tinnitus caused by the explosion, and he couldn't hear anything for the time being.

He tried to open his mouth wide, hoping that this would relieve the tremendous pressure caused by the explosion.

I don't know where the pistol and magazine I just picked up flew to, and all I have left is a Type 95 rifle with less than 30 rounds of ammunition.

The smoke from the explosion obscured everyone's view, and the comrades who fought side by side with him didn't know what was going on now.

"I hope those brothers are alive."

This is just his own wishful thinking.

The breakthrough of their original dodging bodies had been blown out of a big crater, and Zhang Junbao slowly crawled there.

As long as you're alive, you'll have to fight to the end!

This is the bloody nature of Chinese soldiers.

The tattered communicator and backpack were half-buried in the soil, and Zhang Junbao's heart suddenly cooled, he knew that the signal soldier had been sacrificed.

"Do you have any gasps?"

"Brothers, who's still there?"

Zhang Junbao lay in the pit and shouted loudly, hoping to hear the reply of his brothers, but only the enemy's bullets were waiting for him.

The screams of "Boom" suddenly sounded, seemingly with strong reluctance and grievance.

Zhang Junbao, who was counting the bullets, was stunned for a moment, and then turned around and crawled out of the pit with an incredible face.

Not far to his right, a black horse fell to the ground, two large eyes looking in his direction.

"Auspicious!"

"Boom!"

Jixiang heard Zhang Junbao's words, and used his last strength to roar at him.

The horse's voice was very small, and there was no vitality in his usual life, and Zhang Junbao's tears flowed down "popping".

He saw tears streaming from Auspicious's two big eyes, and perhaps Auspicious knew he could no longer be with him.

There is a big hole in the belly of the auspicious, red blood, flowing out of the intestines, staining the turquoise grassland.

Zhang Junbao knew why he was able to survive.

When the 40 fire exploded just now, it was Jixiang who stood up for him to block the fragments of the explosion.

"Auspicious!"

Zhang Junbao cried very sadly, he roared loudly, and completely forgot that he was still on the battlefield and under the enemy's gun.

The "da-da-da" gunfire rang out again, and Zhang Junbao felt like he was being knocked away like a broken sack.

Then it landed again.

He returned to the pit, but he could no longer hear the auspicious cry.

"Fuck your uncle, take one away and make money for two, Lao Tzu can't do a loss-making deal."

Zhang Junbao laughed and climbed to the edge of the pit again, and the enemy 200 meters away had slowly walked towards here.

Maybe they think Zhang Junbao is dead.

Reaching out and touching his neck, a cold smile appeared on Zhang Junbao's face.

The glorious bullet left to himself is still there, and that will be his last dignity as a Chinese soldier!

It is better to die than to be taken prisoner!

The enemy was slowly approaching him, and Zhang Junbao pressed the muzzle of his gun very low.

"Wait until the enemy is close before you fight, then you can have an accurate head."

180 meters, 150 meters, 100 meters, 80 meters .......

When the locals were less than 50 meters away from him, gunshots suddenly rang out!

Two short shots, the sound of "poof" into the flesh is very harsh.

"Rush up there and kill that stupid GI!"

He heard the roar of the enemy, and he saw the enemy rushing towards him desperately.

He was out of bullets, but there was no trace of fear on his face.

"Come on, come on, come a few more, your third master won't be lonely on Huangquan Road."

Zhang Junbao turned over and stared at the blue sky, perhaps, this was the last time he saw the world.

"Oh, hold the grass, what the hell is that?"

Three black dots suddenly appeared in the sky in the distance, and I don't know what they were, and they seemed to be flying quickly towards their position.

The sound of the horse sounded again, and Zhang Junbao seemed to see Jixiang's reluctant eyes again.

"Don't be afraid, I'll accompany you on the road in a while."

The earth was shaking, the sound of horses was getting clearer and clearer, and Zhang Junbao smiled helplessly.

"Damn, people still have hallucinations before they die."

Because of the excessive blood loss, he already had double vision in his field of vision.

Horses, whistling, neighing......

The footsteps of the enemy .......

Shaken down dirt .......

The gunshots of "popping" .......

"When that day really comes, my Chinese man should join the army, shroud in horse leather, and repay the country with death!"

"From the day I put on the military uniform, loyalty to the motherland and the people is the most eternal oath in my heart!"