Maqiao Mansion has always been the place where the army focuses on attacking.

And the position recaptured by the death squads has also become the top priority for the army to seize Maqiao Mansion.

The planes in the sky were bombing, the artillery on the ground was bombing, and there was hardly a minute of silence around the entire position.

The Japanese army, supported by the tanks, surged up like a tidal wave, and launched one attack after another in a frenzy.

All the Sichuan army brothers gritted their teeth there and persisted, and none of them thought of the word "escape".

With the few machine guns in their hands, the old rifles, the grenades and the big blades, they always stuck to their positions, they forgot the connection between life and death, they forgot everything

"Phineas, Nache"

With this weak voice, a rifle was handed over.

It was the lock post, and he endured the pain, pressed the bullet on a rifle that he didn't know who left behind after he died, and handed it to Goofy with great difficulty.

The lock pillar doesn't want to die, he really doesn't want to die. He wants to prove to everyone that he is still useful.

Goofy didn't say anything, took the gun, and put his lieutenant in front of the lock post.

The cooperation between the lock post is already quite tacit, one presses the bullet, and the other uses the bullet to shoot everyone he can see!

A bomb fell, and after a "boom" explosion, the Heavy fell headlong in a pool of blood. Seeing that Thunder rushed forward in one step, he grabbed the machine gun, his eyes were red, and he desperately pulled the trigger, pouring out the bullets with his life.

The old black on the other side is a standard veteran oilman.

Whenever he said that his artillery was the most fierce and the gunfire was the most intense, Lao Hei would lie motionless in the trench like a dead man. As soon as the sound of the cannon subsided and the sound of the gun was a little weaker, Lao Hei would immediately get up and put a shot outside, and then lie down in the trench again with lightning speed

I heard that this man has been a soldier for six years, no wonder it is said that he has not even suffered a single injury, and no wonder that with his qualifications, he is still only a small squad leader.

The offensive of the Yue army was wave after wave, and the Sichuan brothers, whose firepower was often suppressed, could not raise their heads at all.

More and more brothers were killed in battle, and more and more wounded

When the situation was at its most critical, Wang Yucheng suddenly shouted hoarsely: "There are brothers in the house for Lao Tzu to come out, don't let Lao Tzu look down on you!" ”

Goofy didn't know what was going on, or even who the company commander was shouting at. But what he experienced, no matter how many years passed, Goofy vowed that he would never forget it.

A wounded soldier of the Sichuan army who was blinded in his eyes shouted: "Wang Yucheng, your turtle son, there are three younger brothers at the head of Lao Tzu's house!" A turtle son! ”

This is just an ordinary soldier, but he dares to scold his company commander like this!

However, Wang Yucheng suddenly shed tears, in front of all his brothers, "plop" and knelt on the ground, "dong dong dong" kowtowed to the blind wounded soldier a few times, and when he raised his head, his entire forehead was shattered, Wang Yucheng cried and said:

"Brother, I kowtowed to you, did you hear?"

"Hear me! Brothers, the company commander kowtowed to Lao Tzu, and Lao Tzu remembered it! The blind wounded soldier laughed.

No one laughed, and no one despised Wang Yucheng, and everyone's eyes were red and red

Goofy saw that the brothers had tied a circle of explosives around the waist of the blind wounded soldier, and then patted the wounded soldier on the shoulder.

The blind wounded soldier cried, and Gao Fei swore that he saw the blind wounded soldier crying! However, the blind wounded soldier cried out hoarsely:

"Little Dongyang, Lao Tzu said that your ancestors are eighteen generations!"

Then, he rushed out! Explosives, right around his waist "sizzled" and smoked

Gao Fei saw that countless bullets hit the body of the blind wounded soldier, but the blind wounded soldier just did not fall, he stumbled forward, rushed, and finally rushed to the middle of himself

There was a loud "boom", and all that appeared in front of the brothers was smoke and blood in the sky

This is not a myth of the battlefield, when the bullet hits the blind wounded soldier, if it is changed to Ping, maybe he will die a long time ago, but this is on the battlefield, this is a miracle created by the last potential of a person who knows that he will die.

In fact, as long as there are such people, no matter what kind of miracle can happen on the battlefield!

Goofy cried, Goofy never thought he would cry! From childhood to adulthood, no matter what kind of trouble he caused or how he was beaten by his father, he never shed a single tear. But here, Goofy really cried!

"Hit! Beat! Hammer Dumb! Give Lao Tzu a hit! ”

Wang Yucheng's loud voice roared fiercely

Goofy wiped away his tears and made his hands steady again! He must stabilize himself, only in this way can he kill more Zoben Miscellaneous Fragments, and only then can he avenge all the brothers who died!

In this whole day, the army launched a total of thirteen charges, a full thirteen charges!

But the Sichuan brothers repelled the enemy's thirteen charges!

What kind of number is that?

More than half of the 6th Company was killed, and 9 seriously wounded brothers did not hesitate when the position was in danger, tied explosives to their bodies, resolutely sounded the fuse, and rushed to the opposite army!

If you have to say that there are miracles on the battlefield, then these miracles are all exchanged for human lives by these Sichuan army brothers!

When the last charge of the Japanese army was repulsed that day, everyone lay down in the trenches exhausted, and the whole trench was silent, without a sound.

"Little sister, let me touch your legs, your legs are so white"

Old Black's hoarse voice began to sing again, but this time, Goofy didn't feel the little song rude at all.

Fuck Sven, fuck fuck etiquette, here, none of that is needed!

"Little sister, let me touch your legs, your legs are so white"

A few more brothers sang along.

"Little sister, let me touch your legs, your legs are so white"

Goofy also hummed alongside softly.

Goofy never thought that he would one day sing such a little song!