(Cat flutter Chinese) "Who! I'm Fu Zhiyong, don't shoot! Fu Zhiyong was immediately frightened and shrank his head, leaned against the corner of the wall and breathed fearfully twice before pulling his neck and shouting to remind. Please search (#¥) to see the most complete! The fastest update

Because Fu Zhiyong had just distinguished from the sound of the gunfire that this shot was not fired by the Japanese army's Type 38 rifle, but from a more muffled Chinese formal rifle, Fu Zhiyong didn't have to think about it to know that the person who fired this shot must be his own people, because the Japanese army would rather use a bayonet to go up to hand-to-hand combat than use ** abandoned weapons, because they look down on these "big rags" in their hearts, and the Yamato samurai spirit they have cultivated since childhood does not allow them to do so, so there is no doubt that only their own people can shoot him with a Chinese formal rifle.

"Commander? Is that you? The soldier who had just fired the gun was quickly reloading at the moment, ready to aim and shoot again, but when he heard the shouts of the comer, he immediately became pleasantly surprised, and hurriedly stretched out his hiding head and asked with joy.

"Nonsense! If this is killed by your kid's black gun, Lao Tzu will really be a fucking joke for the ages, not in the hands of the little devil, but let his subordinates be killed, what a fucking shame! We're coming out......" After Fu Zhiyong finished speaking, he looked at both sides of the street again, and after finding no other little devils, he took the lead in running over with a shell gun.

"Let's go ......" Ma Fushun, who followed closely, also whispered to everyone, and ran behind Fu Zhiyong.

Immediately after that, a group of dozens of people ran through the street, followed by the villagers who carried several wounded soldiers and villagers, including the soldier Binzi, who was still blowing up the Japanese army with a grenade.

"Squeak......" "Commander, come in." Brothers, come in quickly, hurry up, ......hurry up," soon a soldier in the courtyard opened the gate, and while taking Fu Zhiyong in, he leaned against the door and waved to the crowd who were crossing the street.

"Captain!" "Commander." "Regiment commander......" As soon as Fu Zhiyong entered the courtyard, he immediately greeted Fu Zhiyong with four or five soldiers lying on the courtyard wall or on the roof.

"Well, the brothers have worked hard, by the way, what about the casualties of the team?" Fu Zhiyong inspected the people in the courtyard for a while, and then nodded and asked.

"The casualties of the troops are very large, it is estimated that there will be one or twenty people left to fight until now, the company commander is now leading people to support a few courtyards in front of it, our courtyard is the last line of defense, the company commander ordered us to guard here, that is, the soldiers in front of them are all sacrificed, and we must not move, and we must not let the little devil touch up from behind to sneak attack, so just now I saw the figure of the regiment commander and instinctively thought that the little devil touched it, and this is ......" The soldier who opened the door before explained to Zhiyong with some embarrassment.

"Okay, it's right to be cautious in extraordinary times, you did a very good job, even if you really shoot and kill your own people by mistake, at most you will sacrifice one person, if you delay the fighter plane and let the little devil really touch it, then the sacrifice is not just a matter of one person." Fu Zhiyong didn't mean to blame the soldier, but because of the soldier's decisive shooting, he still had a little appreciation for him, the urgency of the battle must have the courage to cut first and then play, if you can't make a decision immediately, then in the fleeting battlefield of the fighter plane, you will not only not be able to win the battle, but will also harm others and yourself.

"Thank you, Captain!" The soldier immediately saluted Zhi Yong with gratitude, and said that there are very few considerate subordinate commanders in these years, and even more so that they can not hold grudges and encourage them when they are shot by soldiers.

"What's your name?" Fu Zhiyong glanced at the somewhat thin soldier in front of him and asked.

"Report leader, my name is Sun Mingce, a native of Ruichang, Jiangxi." As soon as the soldier heard Fu Zhiyong ask for his name, he immediately replied excitedly.

"Sun Mingce? Well, it's just one word away from becoming a Jiangdong Xiaobawang, very good, Ma Fushun! After Fu Zhiyong praised it, he immediately shouted to Ma Fushun, who followed up.

"Commander, if you have any orders, just give them directly." Ma Fushun was organizing the villagers to carry the wounded in at the door at this time, and as soon as he heard Fu Zhiyong calling him, he immediately ran over and answered loudly.

"This kid's name is Sun Mingce, the one who just had the courage to shoot my black gun, from now on he will be transferred to your subordinate as the third squad leader, this kid is bold and black, it will be a good material to take a good belt." Fu Zhiyong glared at Ma Fushun, and then pointed to the soldier in front of him and explained to him.

"Huh? Regiment leader, I heard you right, this kid dares to shoot your black gun without shooting him directly, and he will be promoted! Ma Fushun was stunned after listening to Fu Zhiyong's words, and he opened his mouth for a while because he didn't understand what Fu Zhiyong meant.

"Ma Fushun, I'll tell you kid first, I value him very much, if he is transferred to your hands, if you dare to use black hands to rectify him, Lao Tzu will not agree, this matter is settled, get out." Fu Zhiyong didn't care if Ma Fushun could turn this corner, and after emphasizing a sentence, he kicked him and ordered to drive people away.

Ma Fushun saw that Fu Zhiyong had really decided, and he couldn't say anything at the moment, so he could only rub his nose and carry out the order.

"Commander, did you really make me the squad leader?" Sun Mingce was really excited at this time, not only was it okay to hit the black gun of the regiment commander, but he was also promoted, which made anyone's brain have to be short-circuited.

"For the time being, it's decided first, but Lao Tzu said ugly things in front, if you dare to bring the Gan army's ability to turn around and run away with two shots to Lao Tzu's troops, I will shoot you as soon as possible, understand?" Fu Zhiyong nodded, and then gave Sun Mingce a serious warning.

"I understand the head of the regiment, if I, Sun Mingce, are greedy for life and afraid of death one day, I don't need to do it myself, the head of the regiment, I will come to see you." Sun Mingce's face suddenly turned straight and he swore and promised.

"Get out of the way of the people on the other side! Stay away from the courtyard wall, it's about to burst......" At this moment, a soldier's shout suddenly came from the courtyard next door, and he reminded everyone on Fu Zhiyong's side loudly.

"Spread out! Disperse quickly......" Although Fu Zhiyong didn't know what the specific situation was on Chen San's side, he immediately waved and shouted to everyone.

Fu Zhiyong, these ordinary soldiers, may not be very familiar with them, but he is very familiar with Chen San, now their casualties are very large, if they don't blow up the courtyard wall, there will not be much place to maneuver, so Fu Zhiyong just thought about it for a little time to know why the wall was blown up.

"Boom!" After a short time, a big gap was blown out of the courtyard wall with a loud bang, and the crumbling clods and gravel flew everywhere, and the farthest place was even five or six meters away, which showed that the power of the grenade was still very great.

"Hurry, hurry...... Hurry up and help carry the wounded! Hurry up and ......" Before the dust could completely dissipate, a medical soldier rushed out from the opposite side of the courtyard wall and greeted Fu Zhiyong and the others anxiously and loudly.

"Hurry up and help! The villagers all went over to help carry the wounded, Ma Fushun! You bring someone up with me to support Chen San and them. Fu Zhiyong stood up and slapped off the dust on his body, then turned around and greeted the people who were hiding around, and after speaking, he took the lead in carrying the shell gun and rushed through the gap in the courtyard wall, straight through one courtyard wall after another, and rushed towards the front courtyard where Chen San was.

"Follow me in a row......" Ma Fushun also immediately beckoned his soldiers, and followed Fu Zhiyong to rush up......

"Click......" "Bullets!" Who still has bullets...... "Puff ......" "What the fuck! At this time, Chen San and the others, who were still fighting fiercely in front, were almost out of ammunition, and then they had been consciously saving ammunition during this time, but the crazy attack of the Japanese army brought them a lot of pressure, and the gunfire did not dare to stop for a moment, because once they could not force back the Japanese machine gunners who rushed out, then they would be the ones who were suppressed.

During this period, the casualties of the sniper platoon soldiers scattered in various positions were particularly huge, every time they fired and killed a Japanese sniper, they guaranteed that the next second there would also be bullets into their bodies, they basically fought with the Japanese snipers into a one-to-one casualty, almost their muzzle flames at the same time, it also means that their fate has come to an end, in the dark at a distance of fifty or sixty meters, basically as long as the enemy's position is found, you can directly raise your hand and shoot, Such a close distance can even shoot blindly for veterans with high shooting accuracy.

Since the number of people left in the sniper platoon was not very large, the Japanese snipers were still not cleaned up after being replaced one-to-one, and two more soldiers who were lying on the wall and shooting were shot with black guns, and the bullets almost all entered through the middle of their steel helmets, and they were killed with one shot, and there was no chance for the bullets to ricochet on the steel helmets.

At this time, Chen San, who was a master of sniping, had to personally go into battle to deal with the remnants of the Japanese snipers, although his own Mauser 98K sniper rifle was out of bullets, but this distance was the level of a sniper who could use a shell gun, not to mention that he was still using a formal rifle.

Although it took less than two minutes for Chen San to successfully kill the only three remaining Japanese snipers, he was still shot in the shoulder because he couldn't dodge, but fortunately, Chen San didn't let the bullet hit his body under Chen San's desperate dodge, which is all thanks to long-term rigorous training, otherwise as long as he is slow for even half a second, then this bullet will definitely kill him.

"Hmph......" Chen San was leaning against the corner of the wall at this time, and was tightening the wound with a bandage, so that the blood loss would be slower, so as not to fall into a coma or die due to excessive blood loss.

"Company commander! I'm out of bullets, I can't suppress it......" At this time, a soldier leaning against the gate, after running out the last bullet in the rifle, was immediately suppressed by a long point shot from the Japanese machine gunner, he touched the bullet bag on his body and did not find a single bullet, and immediately shouted anxiously to Chen San, who had just finished bandaging the wound.

"Prepare to withdraw ......" "Chen San!" Just as Chen San gritted his teeth and was about to give the order to retreat, suddenly Fu Zhiyong's voice came from the position of the gap in the courtyard wall, interrupting the retreat order he was about to continue to speak.

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