The strength of the other party was amazing, Yang Jingyi only felt that her hands were clamped by iron tongs, and the pistol fell down all of a sudden, Yang Jingyi couldn't break free, and couldn't help but feel a little flustered, she bowed down suddenly, flew up, and kicked the crook of the opponent's leg fiercely.

The other party screamed loudly in pain, stood unsteadily, and fell into the trench with Yang Jingyi, Yang Jingyi was pressed under him, and couldn't help but suffocate.

The other party's face spewed a beast-like fishy smell, obviously she hadn't taken a bath for many days, Yang Jingyi was so smoked that she almost fainted, her hands couldn't move, so she kept slamming her knees into the other party's lower abdomen. The Russian soldier screamed at her several blows, but refused to let go.

Yang Jingyi was in a hurry, when suddenly the other party's body softened like a deflated ball, and then something like rain splashed on her face.

Yang Jingyi broke free of the other party's hand and pushed the other party's body away, only then did she find that half of the other party's head was gone.

A feminine but powerful arm reached out and jerked her up from the ground.

Sunyana's hand moved quickly from Yang Jingyi's arm to her face, her delicate fingers gently supported Yang Jingyi's chin, shaking her face from side to side, her eyes were full of concern, as if looking for the scars on her face, after making sure that Yang Jingyi was unharmed, she exhaled lightly as if relieved.

"Let's go." As she spoke, she pulled her down and rushed forward, and Yang Jingyi noticed that in her hand, she was holding a long knife that was black, thin and narrow.

Sunyana took a few steps forward, picked up a "**Sha" submachine gun discarded by a Soviet soldier on the ground with her toes, and handed it to Yang Jingyi, while she picked up a "Tokarev" pistol used by a Soviet officer and a few magazines and inserted them in her waist. He still held the long black knife tightly in his hand.

Another group of Soviet soldiers pounced, Yang Jingyi immediately fired with the submachine gun in her hand, and instantly knocked down the two Soviet soldiers who rushed in front, but what she didn't expect was that there were not many bullets left in the magazine of this gun, and it soon stopped sounding.

Sunyana shot down several Soviet soldiers who shot one by one, Yang Jingyi saw that the bullets in her pistol were gone, and was worried, only to see Sunyana lightning back one magazine, and while stuffing another magazine into the handle of the gun, she dodged and jumped into the queue of Soviet soldiers, cutting down an enemy in front of her.

Yang Jingyi looked at this scene in surprise, only to see the black knife flashing, the fire of the pistol shooting, and the Soviet soldiers around Sunyana fell to the ground one after another.

Yang Jingyi now understands why she was able to save herself so quickly just now.

A knocked out Soviet soldier fell into the trench and fell in front of Yang Jingyi, who saw that his steel helmet had been cut open with a large crack, blood and white brains were constantly spilling out, his eyes were wide open, and his face was full of horror, as if he refused to believe that he was dead.

Yang Jingyi grabbed the submachine gun he had dropped, leaned out of the trench, wanted to shoot, but was afraid that it would hurt Sunyana, and was hesitating, but heard Sunyana shouting loudly: "Hurry up and fire!" ”

Yang Jingyi subconsciously pulled the trigger, the muzzle of the "**Sha" submachine gun spewed out a long tongue of fire, and the Soviet army fell down screaming in an instant, at this moment, Yang Jingyi clearly saw a string of bullets swept towards Sunyana, Sunyana jumped up suddenly, and the bullets swept under her, hitting the Soviet soldiers behind her, and she couldn't help but hold her breath all of a sudden.

Seeing her athletic image, Yang Jingyi couldn't help but think of the scene when she participated in the school sports meeting when she was in school.

On that day, I also used such a graceful back jumping pose.

Yang Jingyi ran out of bullets with a drum, and there were only a few Soviet soldiers left on the ground, and before they could react to find the enemy who was shooting, Sunyana fell among them, a few blue lights flashed, and the bodies of several Soviet soldiers first seemed to freeze and did not move, and then shook and fell backwards.

"Let's go!" Sunyana said, picking up a submachine gun on her toes and throwing it at Yang Jingyi, jumping off the trench.

Along the trench, Yang Jingyi followed behind the team with one foot deep and one foot shallow. Due to the rain that had just fallen, the road ahead was a little unclear. Rubber shoes step on the soil of sticky feet and make a "fluttering" sound. At one turn, she fell to the ground carelessly, rubbing herself in the mud.

The position has been completely destroyed by the Soviet artillery shells just now, and the trenches in many sections have been wiped out. In some sections, the tunnels collapsed, revealing broken and twisted steel bars.

In the distance, the enemy's mechanized troops slowly approached, and the approximate distance and bearing could be judged from the bright light as they fired. From time to time, shells fired by enemy tanks fell on the positions, and the roar of the shells after the explosion became dull, and the mud from the explosion seemed to be raining down.

Changing positions, the two of them dodged the enemy's artillery fire on the left position, and walked through quickly, and soon met Song Yugang and others.

After a long time, the vanguard of the Soviet army approached the position. The infantry and tanks went first, and the Soviet infantry fighting vehicles were hiding in a relatively backward place this time, probably being frightened by the tanks of the Chinese army. At this time, only two of the enemy's heavy tanks were dispatched, and they were also leaning far away, so they could not see clearly, and could only judge the general direction by sound.

The Soviets were replenished with two more tanks at this time. The distance between the four tanks was about two hundred meters. Faintly the enemy infantry appeared, and about twenty or thirty men approached the position on the left. The sound of shell explosions was getting closer and closer, and the Soviets cautiously swept and advanced, for fear that the Chinese shooters would suddenly appear in front of them.

The current defense of the Chinese army is too weak! The tanks ran out of shells, and the tankmen picked up submachine guns; There were only 14 men left in the full position, only three anti-tank rockets and one anti-tank mine for anti-tank weapons, and only one automatic grenade launcher for heavy weapons. I don't know if I can survive this Soviet attack.

The Chinese soldiers on the right and in the center opened fire. There were constantly loud screams of Soviet troops, and the Soviet infantry was suppressed by the sudden firepower and looked for concealment. In the darkness, the Soviets shouted to each other, and tanks and armor began to bombard the location of the grenade launchers on the right where the Chinese had just fired.

Song Yugang was careful not to let the rocket launcher be stained by the mud splashed by the explosion of the Soviet artillery shells, and at the same time probed to find the right time to strike. When the second Soviet tank on the left slowly drove up a gentle slope and the turret turned to the right position of the Chinese army, Song Yugang suddenly stood up and aimed at the rear of the turret of the Soviet tank.

When Song Yugang stood up, the soldiers around him poked their heads out and aimed their guns in front to prevent the Soviet infantry from strafing. Someone in the Chinese army opened fire. An enemy discovered Song Yugang, and the long tail flame from the rocket he launched was too eye-catching. Yang Jingyi also pulled the trigger at this time, and poured a rain of bullets on any Soviet infantry who tried to raise their heads.

The rockets dragged their scarlet tailflames towards the Soviet tank, which was still firing at the right position, like a spear full of mysterious power. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Song Yugang standing straight in the rain like a god, firmly guiding the spear of revenge towards the Soviet tank.

At a distance of just over 300 meters, the rocket plunged into the tail compartment of the tank in an instant. A strong flash of light burst out, and then the Soviet tank disintegrated in the sound of explosions that reached the ears of the Chinese army. The turret of the Soviet tank was lifted open by a powerful explosion, flipped over and fell to the ground.

The frightened Soviet tanks and armored vehicles quickly turned their turrets and frantically poured artillery fire on the location where Song Yugang had fired the rockets just now. The tank on the right began to maneuver towards the Chinese side. It seems that the Soviets intend to wipe out the Chinese army on the ground position.

The Chinese army was suppressed by the ferocious fire of the Soviet army and could not raise its head at all. The Soviets ignored the firepower of Song Yugang's position on their right, and were bent on destroying the firepower of the Chinese army.

Yang Jingyi crawled in the trench, and from time to time large pieces of mud fell on her back.

"What to do? The enemy seems to have hardened his mind. I'm afraid it won't go back. She thought anxiously.

At this time, she saw Liu Junkai holding an anti-tank mine and feeling along the trench to the tank position closest to the Soviet position on the left. The explosion was so loud that she shouted a few words that he didn't hear.

"This kid is crazy! It's so far, how can you get up? She began to be anxious about his reckless actions.

She followed Liu Junkai more than 20 meters away from the Soviet army, her face was splashed with mud, she wiped it with her sleeve, but her sleeve was also full of rain and mud. There was black smoke everywhere, and she began to lose sight of Liu Junkai's shadow in front of her.

Finally, she climbed to the end of this trench, and the front was already flattened by Soviet shells and bombs. "What about Liu Junkai? Sacrificed? No, why is it gone? Taking advantage of the gap between the Soviet artillery fire, she quickly looked up.

It was Liu Junkai, who was lying in a crater not far in front. There was a rain of bullets, and she quickly retreated into the trench. The wind blew away the smoke, and she began to see her surroundings clearly. After a while, when she looked up again when the Soviet firepower was a little sparse, she found that Liu Junkai's vague figure was very close to the Soviet tank. Liu Junkai lay in a trench, carefully looking for an opportunity to attack.

"This guy, isn't this a dead for nothing? There are several infantry around the enemy tank, and even if they are not spotted by the tank and the vehicle behind it, they will be killed by the Soviet infantry! ”

Gotta support him. When she saw Liu Junkai jumping up and rushing towards the enemy tank, Yang Jingyi stood up desperately and fired at the infantry around the Soviet tank.

A shell fired from an enemy tank exploded not far from her, and her left foot seemed to be stung by something. She fell to her knees, but the automatic rifle in her hand was still firing in the general direction of the enemy infantry. Liu Junkai seemed to have been hit by the Soviet army, and when his figure appeared on a slope, he suddenly rolled down in a very unnatural way.

Yang Jingyi watched Liu Junkai's figure disappear on the slope, and her heart suddenly felt empty.

She finished firing the bullet in one go, and was about to change the magazine when her left hand was shot by the Soviets and hung limply. The submachine gun also fell to the ground. She looked desperately in the direction the Soviets were firing, waiting for the bullet that had been killing her.

Intertwined tracer projectiles streaked across the night sky, and the constant explosion of fire from the position reflected the scene on the position in the dark night. The cold rain hit her face, and she felt tired like never before. She wanted to end the torture sooner rather than later. She tried her best to straighten up, not wanting to fall cowardly.

"Come, Grim Reaper! I'm here! She shouted inwardly, ready to close her eyes.

Suddenly, a bouquet of blooming metal salutes appeared above the tank on the far left of the Soviet troops. That's the incarnation of Liu Junkai! He turned into a shining and powerful arrow! Her eyes widened in surprise.

She looked at this magnificent scene with tears in her eyes.

The metal jet, imbued with Liu Junkai's angry curse on his deathbed, plunged into the top armor of a Soviet tank. The Soviet tank, which had been hit in a weak spot, exploded with a scream.

Once again, she could clearly see the scene of the Soviet tank disintegrating and exploding under the power of anti-tank mines at close range. In the tears she saw the turrets of Soviet tanks being lifted by the detonated ammunition, and thrown diagonally with the rising smoke in a dazzling burst of fire; The barrel of the tank was blown away from the turret by the usual name of the explosion, and the additional equipment on the turret was scattered in all directions. The enemy infantry, who had been hit by the cascade, also let out a terrible wail before dying. From the reddened rain she saw the sight of hell, but it was for the beasts, and they deserved it.

"Liu Junkai!" Her throat choked slightly.

Another valiant warrior was sacrificed. On this stormy night, I don't know how many warriors will sleep here forever. As long as there is one person who can move, the Soviets will not want to achieve their goal, and they can only enter this castle by stepping on the corpse of the Chinese army!

"Retreat! Fall back! In a trance, she heard that the Soviet commander finally couldn't bear it anymore and gave the order to retreat. Without infantry support, the Soviets did not have the courage to move on.

Looking at the flashes of blindly-fired artillery muzzles that were gradually moving away as the Soviets retreated in a hurry, she felt her head sink and fall to the mud.

I don't know how long it took, but she gradually woke up. She felt a warrior carrying her on her back, swaying step by step and trudging through the muddy water.

"I'm alive!" She felt pain in her left hand. The muscles of the left forearm seemed to be torn apart. The left leg was better, probably stabbed by Soviet shrapnel, and it didn't touch the bone, but it felt swollen and numb.

She was carried into the pit by the warrior, and after walking in the darkness for some time, she finally heard the voice of her own people, and the light gradually brightened. A soldier greeted her and helped her to lie down in the corner, and when she opened her eyes, she saw that the person who carried her in was Jin Yongwan. Sunyana helped her to the corner and began to bandage her wounds, her eyes were also red, and she probably knew the news of Liu Junkai's death.

Beside Yang Jingyi lay two wounded people. Song Yugang was also injured, his right leg was bloody and fleshy, his head was bandaged, and his face was bloodless. Song Yugang was injured by a shell fired by a Soviet tank, and a shell fell directly into the trench and exploded next to him, but he actually picked up a life, which can be said to be a miracle.

In the dim light, she counted the number of people. Only 10 people could move freely, and Song Yugang was also wearing bandages on his head and directing the soldiers to sort out their weapons.

"How's that, can you still stop?" A diminutive strange man walked over, and Yang Jingyi recognized him as a "mole" - his name was Yan Shu. Song Yugang and Jin Yongwan found him and leaned in.

"Great, you're still alive." Song Yugang said. But there was no smile on his face. In order to survive the Soviet attack, the Chinese army lost a lot of people, and although they won, no one was happy.

Now there are only 10 men left to fight, but they have to hold on to the broken positions! The Soviets are now accustomed to attacking at night, making full use of the advanced weaponry of their weapons. Yang Jingyi raised her hand and looked at the waterproof watch full of muddy water, it was now half past one in the morning. With four hours to go, the Soviets will certainly launch another fierce attack before dawn. But Hua Jun now ......, "Brothers and sisters, let's discuss, what should we do next?" Song Yugang looked at Yang Jingyi and Sunayana, and said to the soldiers who were busy working around.

Seeing everyone gathered around, Song Yugang spoke: "I contacted the front-line command just now, and the reinforcements will definitely arrive at dawn." But the Soviet assault was very strong tonight, and several other heights to the east of us were already being contested repeatedly, and the brethren in the castle could not be drawn to come. In other words, it's up to us tonight! ”

Hearing Song Yugang's words, everyone lowered their heads. It is clear that the situation is even worse than expected.

"It's a big deal to die with the Soviet army, anyway, I don't plan to go back alive." Yang Jingyi muttered, "This rocket launch base must not be left to the enemy. Otherwise, we will be in big trouble in the future. ”

She already knew from the mouth of the "German princess" what this base was used for, and why the Soviets would want to recapture it at all costs.

She wanted to laugh when she remembered the bitter look on the captain's face when she forced Captain Lu Xiang to take Eleni back to Yanjing first.

But when she thought of her comrades-in-arms who had died these days, her heart was full of sadness.

Listening to her words, everyone nodded one after another.

"There's still a lot of shells in the tunnel, and I'll detonate it when I can't hold it." Kim Yong-wan stood up excitedly, his clenched fists waving in the air.

"It's not that time yet. Let's think about how to hold on until dawn. Yan Shu spoke at this time.

Everyone began to ponder.

(To be continued)