Liu Xiaoshan didn't know when to go downstairs, and at this time he was already standing silently behind him, he came over and patted the charioteer's shoulder, and comforted:

"Don't be sad, there are no immortals in war, what you are holding in your hand is not a burning stick, as long as it is a weapon, you can kill the Japanese and avenge the brothers......"

The three of them stood silently, as if mourning for their dead comrades.

A stray bullet whizzed over their heads, shattering the silence. Liu Xiaoshan seemed to suddenly remember something, and said to the charioteers: "We still have a mission, we have to go first!" ”

The charioteer hurriedly asked, "What are your missions, can I participate?" ”

"As we were leaving, the regimental seat told us that we had to get rid of the mortar position, which was a great threat to our forward barricades."

"Just the two of you?"

"Maybe there are other brothers in the two of us......"

Liu Xiaoshan's gaze swept to the devil tank, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he asked the charioteer: "Do you know how to drive the devil's tank?" Just now this tank was stuffed with a cannon in the stomach of us, and it is estimated that it was slightly injured, and I don't know if it can move, if it can be driven, it will be great, and it will be easy to use it to destroy the artillery position of the devil. ”

The charioteer agreed: "Okay, I'll try it first......"

As he spoke, he lifted the small iron lid in front of the tank, dragged out the body of a Japanese driver, and then got inside.

After a while, the silent beast spewed out a puff of black smoke from behind its ass, then arched forward, then bent in place, and stopped.

The charioteer got out of the cockpit, his face stained with black oil showed a mouthful of white teeth, and he said excitedly to Su Dangdang and Liu Xiaoshan: "The chariot is no problem, there is a shortage of machine gunners and gunners now, which of the two of you will get on?" ”

Liu Xiaoshan put the rifle on the ground and replied happily, "I'll try it." ”

As soon as the words fell, I heard a low moan not far behind him, which seemed to be both a call and a cry for help: "Little Jiuzi, help me."

The three of them were taken aback, and their eyes quickly shifted to the place where the sound came from, and a blue-gray body crawled forward with difficulty, leaving a wide trail of blood on the ground behind them.

"Brother Zhou, are you still alive?" The charioteer rushed over and lifted the man named Brother Zhou up by half.

As soon as Brother Zhou was helped up, he coughed violently, and every time his chest and abdomen rose and fell, a stream of hot blood was squeezed out of the bullet hole in his left rib, and his pale face was distorted by pain.

It took a long time for the cough to stop: "Little Jiuzi, help me to the tank, I'...... I'm going to shoot! ”

Su Dangdang learned from Xiao Jiuzi that Brother Zhou was their commander, with the rank of second lieutenant, and it was his idea to organize an ambush just now. When cleaning the battlefield, Brother Zhou was unfortunately hit by a ghost machine gun chalk bullet, and he fainted at the time, and only then did he wake up.

Xiao Jiuzi took out a bandage from the first-aid kit he carried, and with the help of Su Dangdang and Liu Xiaoshan, he bandaged Brother Zhou's wounds, and Brother Zhou moved tremblingly towards the tank with the help of the three of them. Su Dangdang felt that Brother Zhou's arm on his shoulder was getting colder and heavier, and he was not sure if this arm could have the strength to fill the shell and pull the bolt, but he firmly believed that the owner of this arm had a fiery patriotic heart, and this heart would support him to fight until the end, until the last drop of blood was shed.

After Liu Xiaoshan helped him get into the tank, he also wanted to go in, but was stopped by Brother Zhou: "You two are not familiar with tanks, let's stay outside, just me and Xiao Jiuzi here, with you outside as cover, our attack will be relatively smooth." ”

When it came to attacking, Su Dangdang was stunned for a moment, he subconsciously touched his waist and crotch with his hand, and the place where he didn't have a grenade was already as empty as Noguchi Su Dangdang suddenly remembered what Li Dagen had said to him: ...,

"On the battlefield, the weapon is the other half of a soldier's life!"

So he began to stir up the corpse of the devil.

He took four grenades from the devil's chalk bag, one of which was a little different in shape from the others. Su Dangdang was very curious, so he showed it to the three of them, Liu Xiaoshan and Xiao Jiuzi didn't know each other, only Brother Zhou saw some famous halls, he covered his wound and said hard: "This thing looks like a smoke bomb of a devil, you can use the smoke it releases to indicate the direction, so that our tank can arrive as soon as possible to attack!" ”

The smoke bomb was originally used to confuse the enemy's sight in order to better conceal himself, but Brother Zhou's unintentional words revealed another use for it. Su Dangdang carried it in his arms as if he had found a treasure, and then followed Liu Xiaoshan to the mortar position of the Japanese army.

Across two streets, the mortar positions of the Japanese army loomed.

It is a small ruin, surrounded by low, dilapidated houses. In addition to mortars, there are several mountain guns and field guns on the ruins, and the muzzles of the guns are all pointed at the southwest entrance Su Dangdang and Liu Xiaoshan combined, they plan to act separately, Liu Xiaoshan to the west, Su Dangdang to the east, the two agreed to use Liu Xiaoshan's gunfire as a signal to attack at the same time.

Su Dangdang sneaked to the rear of the artillery position, he tore off a small strip of rag from the corner of his clothes, tested the wind direction, and then dropped a smoke bomb on the downwind of the devil's position.

Pale blue smoke rose up like a giant hand, beckoning his chariot brethren.

In a few moments, dust rose from the road on the south side of the artillery position, and a Japanese tank rushed up the ruins like a beast. The devils on the artillery position were stunned for a moment, and then they said, "Onboard, onboard!" Some of them came over to greet the tanks, thinking that their tanks had returned victorious, or were just passing by on their way to a new journey, but they did not expect that inside the earthy yellow animal skin bag with the red pill logo on a white background, there were two angry faces of Chinese.

The tank did not pay attention to them, but drove straight behind the gun, and then turned around, leaving an excellent firing range for the parallel machine guns in front. This group of devils was confused by the second monk, they didn't know what their accomplices were going to do, one of the devil lieutenants suddenly became alert, he waved his arm and shouted something to his practice, the devils panicked for a moment, they just wanted to run, but it was too late, the side by side machine guns in the tank sprayed revenge chalk shells, the body of the car kept turning in place, adjusting the angle and direction of the shot in time, until the last scream of the devil subsided.

Su Dangdang almost jumped up, he shouted excitedly: "It's so happy! ”

But at the same time, an ominous thought swept through his mind, and Brother Zhou was about to die.

Su Dangdang had a reason for making such a judgment, that is, he could hear that the machine-gun fire just now was intermittent.

If it is a sound shooter, under such an unobstructed firing range, strafing with a machine gun should be a long-point fire with a painful continuous success, and there is only one reasonable explanation for the way of firing just now:

It was Brother Zhou who pulled the trigger under the severe pain, stopped when he fainted in pain, and continued to hold it when he woke up, he was supporting Su Dangdang with faith to help them complete the task.

Thinking of this, Su Dangdang couldn't hold back any longer, he just wanted to stand up and help Brother Zhou, only to see a low wall on the west side of the ruins fall down, and a tank gun of a Japanese tank stretched out from behind the low wall, and the hideous muzzle was aimed at its "rebellious" kind on the ruins.

Suddenly, the muzzle of the gun flashed, and an armor-piercing bullet tore through the weak rear armor of Brother Zhou's tank and drilled in. Then another shot. …,

The tank on the ruins began to smoke, then burst into flames, and soon it was engulfed in flames.

The Japanese tank behind the low wall proudly spewed a puff of black smoke from the exhaust pipe behind the car, turned around, and just wanted to leave, when suddenly a figure flashed out of the window of a building next to the tank, and the figure climbed along the narrow wall to the top of the tank, and then staggered to his feet.

Su Dangdang fixed his eyes and saw that it was Liu Xiaoshan, who had disappeared just now, and now he actually came out of here, he ripped off the khaki military uniform, revealing the close-fitting gown inside, and his lean waist was tied with a circle of wooden-handled grenades.

At this time, Liu Xiaoshan's hands were each pulling the fuse string of a grenade, and he saw his hands pull outward violently, and white smoke came out, covering his face that twisted to one side in fear.

"Little Japan, let's die together!" Liu Xiaoshan stepped forward without hesitation......

Su Dangdang clenched his fists and slammed the ground a few times, then inserted his fingers deeply, digging hysterically, letting the broken glass spills cut his fingers and let the blood soak the ground!

He seemed to have completely forgotten about the pain, as if this was the only way to alleviate his guilt for his inaction in this battle.

The wind is blowing.

There were some rags left over from the explosion in the air, and Su Dangdang took a piece and put it in the palm of his hand, it was khaki, as if Liu Xiaoshan's childish face was smiling at him. Su Dangdang held it tightly in his palm, as if he was afraid that it would melt.

The sound of "gunshots" rang out from the west, getting denser and denser, and the large army of devils was approaching. Su Dangdang took a deep look at this piece of Chinese land soaked in the blood of his comrades-in-arms, and his body quietly retreated.

Before dusk, Su Dangdang finally returned to the building where his regiment headquarters was located.

Lou was still guarding here like a soldier, but after a day of artillery fire, the soldier's face had some more scars.

The sun hanging in the west scattered the afterglow, leaving a narrow reflection of the concrete building on the ground. The barricades in the reflection were very active at this time, and not a single shell had been dropped since the Japanese artillery positions had been wiped out.

The brothers were hurrying to strengthen the fortifications, and when they saw that Su Dangdang was back, they gathered around to ask for warmth, and Su Dangdang was about to talk, when the air defense siren on the roof of the cement building suddenly sounded! . ）