Hu Lijun looked at the front of the position, did not speak for a long time, and did not know what he was thinking.

Lu Yuan cleaned up the surging emotions in his chest, pointed to the position of the second company, and said: "Company commander, you'd better persuade Company Commander Jiao to let him drag Makqin away first, and then pull it up when the official war starts, or at least disguise it, now it's just a cannon target, don't be blown up into a piece of scrap metal before the war starts!" ”

From the night, the only heavy weapon on the position was built high above the position of the second company like a grave, and it was like a flag showing off to the third company, which was extremely eye-catching.

"This idiot!" Hu Lijun scolded and trotted over angrily.

How did he negotiate with Jiao Dapeng, Lu Yuan didn't want to know, and went directly back to the reeds outside the trench, tired and hungry and sore all over, the most uncomfortable thing was the mental pressure - he knew what this battle would look like, but he had to stick to it here, for the sake of this group of scum, and for the most painful scar in the history of the nation, but he was never willing to die like this.

The pressure of that contradictory mood almost crushed him.

"Brother Yuan, your gun!"

As soon as he saw Lu Yuan coming in, Niu Pimple trotted over with a happy face and handed him the Mauser, wiping his nose and offering treasure: "I helped you wipe it three times, and it was oiled again, it must be good!" ”

"Yes!"

Lu Yuan rubbed his head as a compliment, and Niu Pimple looked happy like a child getting candy, and his heart that longed to be recognized but was always ignored finally got a little comfort.

The slags lay in the muddy water, like a herd of pigs in a pigsty, most of them were asleep, the snoring of the big bears could be heard for miles, and they liked to be comfortable, even when they knew that the big war was just around the corner.

What made Lu Yuan relieved was that this group of scum was not too stupid to cut off the reeds to cushion their backs because they wanted to be comfortable, otherwise a few bald vacancies suddenly appeared in the dense reeds, and the Japanese planes would never let go of such a dazzling target.

"Xiaolu, take a bite?"

Yang Zongman didn't sleep, he was smoking this smoking pot with a snap, and the folds on his face in his forties were accompanied by a rickety waist, making him look more than sixty.

This is a personal essence, from the fact that he is obviously old and frail, but he can always take the lead in this group of scum who are enough to be his children and grandchildren, he also called Lu Yuan to desert, but when Lu Yuan showed a little strength, he no longer called, instead of a small road with the intimacy of an elder.

Lu Yuan shook his head and said: "Uncle Man, you should also smoke less, when the devil catches up and we run for our lives, we can also run faster!" ”

"I smoked for half my life, I can't quit!"

Yang Zongman took back the smoking pot and continued to smoke, and after a little silence, he suddenly said: "If my son hadn't died, you would be so old!" ”

Lu Yuan, this old man full of meat jokes, he had never heard a story about himself, this was the first time he mentioned it, and he didn't know how to interface for a while.

"My son is also a cultural person!"

Yang Zongman was a little proud, but there were tears in his eyes: "The book is well read, it originally pointed to him to glorify his ancestors, who knew that the Northeast had fallen, he jumped to join the army, and he couldn't stop it, he said that he wanted to protect his family and defend the country, and finally died in the hands of the Japanese, and he couldn't even find the body......"

"You joined the army because of this?" Lu Yuan asked.

"I have to avenge my son!"

There was no anger in Yang Zongman's voice, only sadness, he raised the middle official in his hand to Lu Yuan, one of the good guns in the German equipment he snatched, and said quite smugly: "My marksmanship is good, I will go with you when the time comes!" ”

This is the main topic, Lu Yuan knows where he is going, the big dog bear and Wang Ma Pole have two big mouths, don't expect them to keep any secrets.

And it's no secret, or in this pile of slag, they're happy to share anything they know, even if someone pulls a bubble of peculiar.

"If the devil catches up, I don't have time to wait for you, and I won't save you!" The road is far away.

Yang Zongman raised three fingers, and his eyes instantly became firm: "As long as I can kill three devils, I will return to my roots!" ”

"Why three?"

The cow pimple blinked his curious eyes while continuing to nibble on the multigrain cake, he is a rat, there is no overnight food, for him, it is the safest to eat all that can be eaten in his stomach.

There will be no one to remind or stop him, who knows how long he will live?

If a person dies and does not finish his bread, it is estimated that even if he dies, he will die of chagrin.

Lu Yuan stabbed the cow pimple by an elbow, he didn't want to listen to Yang Zongman's continuation, what to say that he heard that his only son died, and his wife also died of sadness and other tragic stories,

In this chaotic world, who doesn't have a stomach full of sadness?

"Good!"

Lu Yuan nodded at Yang Zongman, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, he knew that he couldn't fall asleep, before the battle came, he couldn't sleep like this group of heartless scum.

"Lu Yuan, Lu Yuan...... Hu Lijun came back and pushed him.

Lu Yuan snorted, he knew what Hu Lijun told him to do, and he didn't want to help him write those endless letters home that could never be sent.

"Company commander, let him sleep for a while—take a bite?" Yang Zongman's voice.

"Jiao Dapeng is a turtle, he doesn't listen to the old man, he suffers in front of him, and when her baby cries!"

Hu Lijun's voice said indignantly, followed by the sound of smoking, the reeds fell into a short silence, not even the sound of rain, there was a suppressed restless atmosphere in the air, and it seemed that even the world felt that the great war was coming.

Lu Yuan really fell asleep, he dreamed that when he first joined the army, he swore an oath under the banner full of bullet holes, vowing to fight to the end for the frontier of the motherland.

He dreamed that his old chief was always very annoyed when he was drunk, that he was not born in the war years, that he had no war to fight, and that he was always sighing that when he dreamed, he dreamed of how passionate and heroic he was when he carried a big blade and slashed at the devil's head......

War is always the time when a soldier can best show his value!

Lu Yuan woke up and opened his eyes suddenly, the sky was slightly bright, and the air was so humid that it seemed that he could pinch out the water by grabbing it.

The time is coming!

He thought about it, and suddenly felt afraid, he didn't have the pride of his old chief who could dream of cutting off the devil's head as a turnip with a big blade, he clearly felt that he was very afraid of death, afraid of death, like an invisible hand clenching his heart, almost making him unable to breathe.

Then Lu Yuan felt an urgency to urinate, which was an old problem, and when he was nervous, he was anxious to urinate, and he couldn't change it - and then, the trouser belt broke.

Everyone slept in Zhengxiang, he could only remove a legging with his bare butt to use as a trouser belt, his face was difficult to see, he had seen how difficult the conditions during the anti-Japanese period were from the literature before, the poem describing the equipment of the Sichuan army, the heart of the single straw shoes was like iron, which made him feel endless tragedy and pride, but when he saw that the trouser belts on the ground were now made of straw rope, he just wanted to scold his mother!

He couldn't imagine how embarrassing it would be for the brothers to rush to the devil with bayonets and prepare for a battlefield to bleed, and when they broke their pants and fell off.

Finally packed up the pants, turned out a lot of bullets from the package and began to select, the gun is not accurate, in addition to the reason for the gun and the technical reasons of the shooter, the bullet is also a very important factor, not to mention the low technical ability of the arsenal in this era, the weight of gunpowder is a little more, which will cause a deviation in the trajectory.

On October 16, the 26th year of the Republic of China, in the early morning, the **** station of Dachang Town, mist.

Lu Yuan chewed the multigrain cake and walked out of the reeds, looking in the direction where the Japanese might come, the whole position was shrouded in mist, and the soldiers of the neighboring second company were also sleeping soundly in the mud, and some sentries were yawning and wandering, like lonely ghosts wandering in the silent position.

In the sky, several huge hot air balloons were lifted into the sky.

Exactly like in the historical records, Lu Yuan could even imagine the cold eyes of the Japanese observers behind the telescopes in the hanging basket.

Stuffing the remaining piece of multigrain cake into his mouth, Lu Yuan pulled the bolt of the gun with a bang, fired a gun into the sky, and roared fiercely: "Be careful, the Japanese bombers are coming soon, the idea is hidden!" ”

The crisp sound of gunfire spread throughout the entire position, and the bewildered soldiers grabbed their guns and got up, shouting and scolding rang out.

Xie Guji slept soundly in the temporary headquarters hundreds of meters behind the front-line position, half of his feet were in the muddy water, it was a pit dug out of the cotton field, covered with wooden planks that the guard company didn't know where to find and covered with a layer of floating soil, and made pre-war arrangements all night, he had just slept for less than half an hour, and when he fell asleep, he no longer had the anger he had on weekdays, the kind of anger that seemed to be owed to him by everyone under heaven or he owed money to everyone under heaven, docile like a baby.

Then he was awakened, and his first reaction was not to open his eyes but to draw his gun, and at the same time he opened his eyes, he roared angrily: "Xiao Yang, is it the devil who has called?" Greet the brethren, and hold me up......"

From the moment he opened his eyes, his whole person turned into a fierce beast, a fierce beast in human skin, with a hideous and fierce gaze, which made people shudder.

"There are no devils, a few balloons have been raised over there, and the guns fired by the deserter surnamed Lu over there in the third company are screaming at the ghosts!"

Yang Quanlin scolded hatefully while observing: "A gotten without eggs, he must be scared crazy again, the brothers just fell asleep and squinted, and they were woken up by this turtle - Lao Tzu will kill him now!" ”

"Wait!"

Xie Guji roared, took the telescope and looked at the balloon in the sky, and then looked at Lu Yuan, who was howling in the mist, because the distance was too far, he couldn't really hear it, so he shouted: "Who can hear what that guy is calling?" ”

"I can't hear it clearly, it seems to be talking about bombers......" One of the guards listened for a while, his face full of bewilderment.