Those who lose their positions will be killed! This is an ironclad order on the battlefield that no one can argue!

The task of regaining lost positions fell on the shoulders of the brethren of the 3rd battalion.

"There is an order from the regimental seat, organize a death squad, and take the position back!" Wang Yucheng shouted loudly, and then two broken steel helmets were picked up from nowhere, and they were thrown full of folded paper.

The steel helmet passed in front of the brothers one by one, and everyone silently took out a piece of paper in the steel helmet.

When it was handed to Gao Fei, Gao Fei also chose one from it, and he begged silently in his heart that he must be chosen, no matter what, he must join the death squad!

Carefully opened the paper in his hand, Gao Fei almost couldn't help but let out a cheer, and on the small paper, he wrote an equally small word with a black pen:

"Die"!

"A turtle son, Lao Tzu's luck" Yan Zhuang, the 3rd squad leader on the side, muttered.

Gao Fei glanced at Yan Zhuang, and saw that the word "death" was also written on the lot that Yan Zhuang had drawn, but the difference was that the word "death" was written with a red pen.

Goofy didn't quite understand the difference between these two dead words, and when he was about to ask, he found that he didn't have to ask, because the answer had already come out.

touched the red dead word, and there were a total of four people, including Yan Zhuang!

Those brothers who did not have the opportunity to join the death squad silently prepared for the brothers who were about to die generously. A machine gun, a rifle in as good condition as possible, and the only flower trap in the company were taken out for the death squad brothers.

Four bundles of grenades, tied together, were also taken out. Then, the brothers silently tied them to the brothers who had been drawn into the red dead letters

Goofy understood, understood everything!

The moment they draw the red dead word, the moment they rush to the position, they will pull the grenades on their bodies!

The Sichuan army has no planes, no artillery, no tanks, and their only most "lethal" weapon is their lives!

Gao Fei was silent for a while, and said to Yan Zhuang: "I'll change with you!" ”

Yan Zhuang looked at the sharpshooter of the 6th Company in amazement, and suddenly smiled: "Little brother, how old are you?" ”

“21”

“21？ Still a doll. Yan Zhuang carefully checked whether the grenade had been tied, and said lightly: "I am 43 years old this year, and I have three babies, and you can call the eldest brother." I'm dead, and my eldest baby can still take care of the family. Little brother, if you can live, you will live, live well"

If you can live, you will live, and you will live well!

These Sichuan army brothers, they don't say any big truths, what they say is their most unpretentious ideas.

There are thirty-eight people in total, and this is the members of all the death squads!

One machine gun, one flower trap, thirty-six rifles, thirty-eight broadswords, three grenades each, except for the brother who had grenades strapped to his body

Gao Fei saw that there were several brothers from the 6th Company in the death squad: Thunder, Lao Hei, and Golden Lock Pillar

And the captain of the death squad is Wang Yucheng, the commander of the 6th company.

Battalion commander Liu Zhouji silently looked at these brothers who were about to die generously, and after a while, he tried his best to make his voice sound calmer:

"Brothers, in three minutes, the artillery of the Central Army of the International Radio Station will give us artillery support, and as soon as the cannon stops, it will be time for you to charge! In the Sichuan army, there is no seed! Lao Tzu has to tell others that the Central Army can fight, and Lao Tzu's Sichuan Army can fight the same! If you are not dead, remember to bring back something from your fallen brother as a souvenir. In the future, when the Orientals are beaten away, we can give an explanation to their families."

Liu Zhouji couldn't go on. He gritted his teeth: "Come on, bring the flag!" ”

This is a flag that Goofy has heard countless times in another era, and today, he finally saw it with his own eyes:

Dead Word Flag!

On the flag, written with many words, on the right, read:

"I don't want you to be filial to me, but I want you to be loyal to the nation."

On the left side of the flag, it reads:

"When the national disaster is at the head, it is said that Kou is hideous. Nations rise and fall. I wanted to serve, but I was too old. Fortunately, I have a son, and I consciously ask for help. Give a flag and carry it with you at all times. Wipe blood when wounded, and wrap up after death. Go forward bravely, don't forget your duty! ”

And in the middle of the flag, there is a big word:

"Die"!

Die! Die for the country! Die for the nation! This is the Dead Word Flag!

"The man is determined to go out of the pass, and he will not destroy the Japanese slaves and vow not to return them. Why bury bones, there are green mountains everywhere in life! Liu Zhouji said loudly, and suddenly said sharply:

"Wang Yucheng, take the flag!"

Wang Yucheng strode over, took the death flag, and glanced at the brothers of the death squad:

"Unscrew the lid of the grenade for me! The big blade has sharpened for me! Those who deserve to die and the undead, kill! Those who retreat, kill! Kill! ”

"Those who deserve to die and the undead, kill! Those who retreat, kill! Kill! Thirty-seven daredevils responded in unison.

The sound of artillery suddenly sounded earth-shattering from the direction of the international radio station, and the decisive death was about to begin!

Every daredevil, quietly lying on the trench, quietly and patiently waiting for the charge to begin!

Wang Yucheng suddenly shouted: "Gao Fei, why don't you use a big knife?" ”

Gao Fei didn't use a big knife, he slapped the bayonet on his waist: "Company commander, I can't use a big knife, I use a bayonet, and I can kill people just as well!" ”

"Turtle son, you fight with the Oriental with bayonets?" Wang Yucheng didn't seem to believe it, but he didn't take it too seriously.

Lao Hei smoked a cigarette and spit out a puff pleasantly: "Xiucai, I heard from the people of the Central Army that the Oriental people are very good at fighting bayonets, and people practice bayonets with living people, are you an opponent of the Orientals?" ”

Gao Fei suddenly smiled, revealing two rows of snow-white teeth: "Oriental people practice bayonets with living people, and I use Oriental people to practice bayonets, old black, do you believe me?" ”

I don't know why, Lao Hei was made to shudder by these words

Gao Fei saw Jin Suozhu, who was not yet 16 years old, Xu was afraid that he was trembling alone, and Gao Fei whispered: "Don't be afraid, follow me for a while!" ”

Jin Suozhu tried his best to control his fear, and nodded vigorously, but his lips couldn't help but tremble.

The sound of the cannon suddenly stopped, and Wang Yucheng stood up suddenly, holding the dead word flag in his hand, and shouted loudly:

"Brothers, serve the country, rush!"