readx; The army had already stormed the town. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This is the town of Linnan in front of Wuhan, where the brothers have been holding out for seven days, and they have done their best.

For Liu Sihaiyang, who grew up in the mountains, this unfamiliar city made him lose his sense of direction. He was lost.

When dawn came, he found himself alone in the smoke-filled town. He was accompanied only by his faithful mid-range rifle.

At this time, Linnan Town was surrounded by gunfire on all sides. Outside the city, the army was attacking the city from many directions.

Liu Sihaiyang held the formal rifle in his hand. The familiar body of the gun gave him a kind of confidence.

"It's a big deal, just do it with the devil in this city!" He thought to himself: "Anyway, if you kill one more dog, you will earn one more!" ”

As he walked, suddenly, something in the air not far away attracted his attention - a flag - a military flag of the [***] team, fluttering proudly in the morning light of winter in Linnan Town.

"The flag of your own people!" Liu Sihaiyang shouted in his heart. For some reason, he felt a sour feeling at the base of his nose.

Since he joined the army, I don't know how many times I have seen such a flag every day. But looking at it today, Liu Sihaiyang felt a kind of kindness and impulse that he had never felt before.

If there is a flag, most of them have their own people. Liu Sihaiyang didn't delay much, and hurriedly ran towards the direction where the flag was flying.

The flag was not far away, but it took a lot of effort to find it. He wandered through the alleys and finally found a place.

It's a three-story building. The roof of the building was pointed, and there was a high pole at the top, and the flag fluttered at the top of the pole.

Liu Sihaiyang ran to the three-story building. On both sides of the gate on the ground floor of the building, more than a dozen soldiers had gathered, some standing, some squatting. Judging from the outfits, it is estimated that they are all from different units.

In the midst of these men, there were four men in steel helmets, looking around. Seeing Liu Sihaiyang, these four people hurried up to greet them.

The one who walked in front was holding a "flower trap" in his right hand. He asked, "Which part are you from?" ”

Liu Sihaiyang reported the number of his unit.

"Yes, welcome! A few of us were from the 152nd battalion of the 2nd regiment. As he spoke, he pointed to the flag on the roof of the building: "This flag was hung by our battalion so that we could recruit more brothers from other troops who had been scattered." ”

He happily added: "We are well spoken, like a man's brother, there are always some." As soon as the flag is hoisted, everyone with a blood surname will gather. Sure enough! ”

Liu Sihaiyang looked at this person, the other party looked one or two years older than him, and his military rank was the same as himself, and he was also a sergeant. There were a lot of pockmarks on his cheeks, and there was a look of indifference to everything in his two dark eyes.

He carried a "flower trap" in his hand and a straight strip of leather bullet belt on his body. On his chest, there was also a pair of military binoculars, which seemed to have been captured from the devil.

What's even more special is that he also has a large dirty white cloth wrapped around his waist. Liu Sihaiyang noticed that there was a large red patch on his dirty cloth.

"Could it be that this brother has a flower around his waist and wraps it in a cloth?" He pondered in his heart.

But again, this man was full of energy, and his steps were brisk, and he didn't look like he was injured at all.

Seeing that Liu Sihaiyang had been looking at the guy in his hand, the pock-faced sergeant smiled proudly:

"We evacuated to the city last night and picked it up early this morning. I don't know which bastard threw this thing on the side of the road and didn't want it, and the bullet belt"

He raised the "flower mechanism" with great interest and shook it:

"The city is crowded, and it's still this thing to fight with Xiao Yuben inside!"

Estimating that the time was almost up, Sergeant Pockface glanced around the gathered brothers, nodded lightly in his mouth, and then waved his arm:

"Come with me, brethren. Don't wait any longer, this little devil will be here. ”

Liu Sihaiyang was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly asked:

"Going somewhere else? So what's the calculation here? ”

The pockmarked face sergeant smiled:

"It's also a makeshift place to gather people. Our main position is somewhere else, and you'll see it later. ”

He raised his hand and pointed to the flag on the top of the three-story building:

"You can see this flag, and you can see it. If we stay here, this flag will become the best target for other artillery. ”

Liu Sihaiyang pointed to the military flag on the roof of the building:

"Is this flag here?"

Sergeant Mazi smiled happily: "Don't worry, it won't spoil it." ”

After speaking, he reached out and untied the dirty white cloth from his waist and shook it off vigorously.

Now Liu Sihaiyang saw it clearly: it turned out to be a plaster flag that said he was. What is special is that on this plaster flag, a big "X" was drawn along the diagonal line of the flag with black ink. The red plaster pill in the middle of the flag is now even more ugly.

Sergeant Mazi happily told Liu Sihai that they were on the battlefield yesterday and said that he had launched a charge. They gave the devils a counter-charge from the flanks. He said that he did not expect that after fighting in this area for so many days, the "Chinese soldiers" still had the physical strength and will to launch a counter-charge, and they were in a hurry and retreated.

During the battle, pockmarked faces and their company captured this flag. Sergeant Pockface himself seized a pair of devil's binoculars.

"Just now, according to the instructions of our battalion, I finally found some ink in the small shop at home and 'dressed' this flag. Now, it's going to be the starting point. ”

While speaking, Mazi shouted at a soldier with a slightly hunched back not far away:

"Squad Leader Cao, this flag will be handed over to you. Do it according to the instructions attached to the camp. ”

The old soldier, known as Cao Squad Leader, came over, took the plaster flag with an "X", and then led the other two brothers into the three-story building.

"Squad Leader Cao, from our engineer battalion, a veteran of fiddling with explosives." Seeing Liu Sihaiyang, Mazi couldn't figure out what was going on, so he explained proudly:

"Our battalion is attached to the confession, and when the time is almost up, we will take down our flag and raise this plaster flag. Then, a few of their sappers will set up some knick-knacks on the roof of the building."

Speaking of this, his pockmarked face was a little lit with excitement:

"Do you think, when the soldiers see their flags ruined like this, can they not feel distressed? He was distressed, could he not rush to the roof to pick up the flag? As soon as he goes to the roof, can he not?"

At this, his eyes narrowed with laughter:

"Give one to the person who entered Linnan Town-'I'm going to die with a horse.'"

Liu Sihaiyang asked puzzledly:

"What is this 'I ha'?"

Pockmark Face explained to him:

"This is an Oriental dialect, which means 'good morning'?"

Liu Sihaiyang was happy when he heard it:

"Okay, you, you still know the words of devils."

Mazi Face told him that he was a native of Linnan Town, and he had been an apprentice in the Yueben Trading House in Linnan Town before, and he knew a little bit of this talk.

Soon, the plaster flag with a big "X" on the ink, like a thief being shown to the public, was hung on the flagpole on the top of the three-story building with a sad face.

At this time, Sergeant Mazi had already taken a dozen or so brothers, including Liu Sihaiyang, into the alley and headed towards the "main position" he had just mentioned.

Liu Sihaiyang walked with the gun on his back, trying to listen to the movements around him with his ears pricked up. From the east, south, and west, sparse and messy gunfire was heard. He paid attention to distinguishing it, and in addition to the unique "ping-pong" sound of the 38 Dagai, he could also hear a kind of crisp gunshot--this gunshot Liu Sihaiyang was all too familiar with, it was the sound of the Chinese soldier's formal rifle.

"That is to say, in addition to our gang, there are other brothers who also stay in the city to fight against him." Liu Sihaiyang thought a little excitedly.

The pock-faced sergeant who was walking beside him turned his head and said to the group:

"Distance! Go fast! ”

Even Liu Sihaiyang, the dozen or so of them took two or three steps away from each other, and the weapons were all in their hands, and the safety was opened.

There were many rifles and grenades scattered on the road, and Sergeant Pockface instructed everyone:

"Pick up more grenades, you'll be able to use them when you fight."

Liu Sihaiyang found a tin bucket that had been stepped on a little deformed from the road, and put all the grenades he picked up in it.

After passing through an intersection, the road becomes slightly narrower. On the asphalt road, all kinds of things were thrown everywhere, abandoned by the retreating troops and fleeing citizens. There were half-used military blankets, wooden boxes, cloth bags, deflated rickshaws, and a black private car lying pitifully on the side of the road. It was probably dropped anchor while fleeing, and was reluctantly dropped by the original owner.

There are many two-story houses on both sides of the road, and some of them were blown up by their own bombs in the bombing a few days ago.

At this point, the brother who was leading the way stopped. He craned his neck and called softly twice:

"Horse Camp Attached to Horse Camp Attached"

From the top of a two-story building, several figures in blue-gray military uniforms emerged. One of them waved his hand down and shouted in a low voice:

"Don't be noisy! Hurry up. ”

Liu Sihai and the others climbed to the top of the ruined building, and the pock-faced sergeant saluted a burly captain officer:

"Ma Yingfu, I found a dozen more brothers!"

The captain moved his bear-like waist, his muscular shoulder blades twisted under the cotton uniform, and he smacked his lips with pleasure. Beneath his broad, thick lips, only half of his front tooth remained.

Liu Sihaiyang looked at his thick and long arms, and thought, "If you start hand-to-hand combat, this guy won't suffer at all." ”

The captain officer glanced at the armband on Liu Sihaiyang's left arm with his round eyes like calves, and asked in a rough voice with a Sichuan accent:

"Have you even withdrawn?"

Liu Sihaiyang replied in a low voice:

"I Got Separated from My Brethren"

The captain officer sighed, changed the subject, and gave the pockmarked face sergeant a brief introduction to the situation:

"We have eleven brothers here, and they are all hiding on the roofs of the houses on the side of the road," he said, holding out his large, swarthy hand and pointing at the roofs of several houses around us.

Liu Sihaiyang's eyes followed his fingers, looked around, and some blue-gray figures could be vaguely seen. Most of them were in groups of two or three, some lying on the roofs of intact bungalows, and some cats behind the half-blown broken walls of the two-story building.

"Everyone has a lot of grenades around them, and they are all picked up nearby. What you've brought with you is just what you need. ”

The captain then pointed to the silver-gray private car that had been thrown on the road:

"I told the brethren to stuff two bundles of grenades under the saddle of the cart and attach the fire to a thin brown rope." The captain pointed to the silver-gray car rather smugly:

"The rope came through the crack in the door and reached the side of the road, did you see the door? There was a brother hiding behind the door. When he hears my start, he'll pull the rope."

Liu Sihaiyang and the others followed the direction of the captain's officer's hand and saw the dilapidated door panel. From the door panel to the car, there were a lot of rags and torn clothes. Liu Sihai estimated that these rags were used to cover the thin brown rope.

"Unexpectedly, this horse camp is five big and three thick, and his brain is quite fine!" Liu Sihaiyang smiled in his heart.

"I have already commanded the brothers. I'll tell you all about it now, and when the fight starts, follow my orders. I threw the first grenade first, and then everyone smashed the dogs. ”

In the end, he gave an order to Liu Sihaiyang alone:

"Since you say that you have good marksmanship, then you can wait for my grenade to be thrown, and then pick up the devil's important targets and hit them, what kind of officers and machine gunners, you can do it yourself."

Liu Sihaiyang waited for him to finish, hesitated slightly, and whispered a different opinion:

"Ma Yingfu, as soon as your grenade goes off, I will start hiding immediately, then the target I chose in advance will not be easy to fight."

As he spoke, he watched the captain's reaction:

"Can you give me an order when the time comes, let me kill one first. Wait for my gun to go off, and then you throw grenades. ”

The stout captain bared his half-left front teeth again, and laughed sullenly:

"Heh, I can't see that your mind is quite fine. Okay, that's what you say! ”

He waved his big hand very refreshingly:

"When the time comes, I'll throw a small tile at your feet. When you hear this, you open fire. When you're done, I'll throw the grenade. ”

When the captain officer finished arranging, Sergeant Pockface came over and made a small request:

"Can you give the guy in my hand a good time?"

He patted the "flower mechanism" in his hand and added:

"It's not been long since I picked it up, and I haven't seen it red."

The captain officer glanced at him impatiently:

"I said, don't be in love! Don't you think there are so many bullets that you burn your hands? Are you still worried about not having to fight in the future? ”

Sergeant pockmarked sniffed in disappointment. He turned around, went to the other side of the floor, looked in a few directions, and then whispered to Liu Sihaiyang happily:

"Look there!"

Liu Sihaiyang looked in the direction of his gaze and saw a piece of white cloth fluttering in the light blue air. Since the distance is not very far and the sun is bright, you can see red patches on the white cloth and a large black "X".

He remembered that it was the plaster flag that had been hung on the flagpole on the roof of a three-story building not long ago.

Just as he was looking, Liu Sihaiyang suddenly found that the dirty white cloth shook upwards suddenly, and then fell to the side, quickly disappearing from view. It was as if there was an invisible vortex that quickly engulfed it.

Immediately afterward, the ears heard an explosion coming from the direction of the three-story building, violent and dull.

The pock-faced sergeant was so happy that the tip of his nose was like a sun-dried red pepper:

"Haha, the little devil has received a gift!"

The captain's officer, who was as strong as a bear, twisted his sturdy back and whispered at the pockmarked face:

"Be quiet!"

Liu Sihaiyang remembered something, so he whispered to Sergeant Mazi Face with a little worry:

"If the devil doesn't take this path, then won't we be busy lying in ambush here?"

Sergeant Pockface comforted him unhurriedly:

"After the devil enters the city, he will definitely have to go in several ways, and it is impossible to pick up only one road."

Pockmarked with a pockmarked face:

"If they want to go to the center of the city, they must at least go all the way down the road under our noses."

Time passed imperceptibly, and noon passed in the blink of an eye.

Liu Sihaiyang lay on the ambush position and felt very unaccustomed.

In the past, when he was fighting in the field, whenever he lay on his stomach on the field and prepared to aim and shoot, through the smoke of gunpowder on the battlefield, his nose could always smell the salty and damp smell of the soil in the field, as well as the slightly sour aroma of wild grass and grass roots.

And his eyes, always able to see the graceful curves at the end of the field, all this brought him a sense of comforting fulfillment.

And now, lying on the half-blown two-story slab, my nose smells the pungent smell of all kinds of things that have been burned—wood, linoleum, cloth, leather

As far as the eye can see, there are dense black-gray roofs, chaotic ruins, and lifeless roads like dead snakes

At this moment, a blue-gray figure hurriedly ran over from the south along the road under Liu Sihai's feet.

"Battalion attached! Here it comes! The man ran to the bottom of the half-blown two-story building, and whispered out of breath:

"A few spearheads in front, two Iron King Eight in the back, and then infantry in the back"

Liu Sihai estimated that this brother should be a mobile sentry sent to the front by Ma Ying.

The captain waved his hand and asked the people to quickly find a place to hide. He turned and pointed his finger at the two brothers next to him:

"Bundle grenades! The Iron King Eight is yours. ”

Silently, the two brothers began to pack up the grenades. One of them looked up and glanced at the brothers around him. Liu Sihaiyang noticed that there was a trace of nervousness and despair in his eyes.

The captain officer turned around again and gave the order to the pock-faced sergeant:

"Now that guy you have a job to do. The devil spearhead will be handed over to you, let them go first, and fight from behind! ”

(To be continued)