In the M1A2 car, Wei Qidong and Tang Xinyi both exhaled lightly, and they were directly blown up to the bottom of the car just now, which really made the two of them sweat, because everyone knows that the bottom and track of the tank are important weaknesses of the whole body, and for the armed forces that have not effectively hit the tank, blowing up the tank track and bottom is the most effective way. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The M1A2 is powerful, but it is impossible to be invulnerable, and the M1A2 has been blown up by the opponent's roadside bombs more than once in actual combat. Now it can only be said that the little devil's explosives bag is much worse than the roadside bomb.

Of course, Wei Qidong will not let M1A2 stop here and wait for the little devil to blow up because of this, no matter how weak the explosive package is blown up, M1A2 will be finished.

"There are so many little devils, they're completely insane." Tang Xinyi's face changed, and through the driver's observation window, she found that more Japanese soldiers were frantically rushing towards this side, and they were no longer even hiding. Obviously, the loss of such a good opportunity just now made them lose their minds.

"Everyone hold on a little longer, our reinforcements are about to arrive......" Wei Qidong sighed, stuffed a shell into the barrel again, and quickly blasted out, one by one the charging Japanese soldiers were like popcorn, and the broken corpses were sprayed everywhere.

"Long live the Emperor, long live the Great Japanese Empire......" Some Japanese soldiers seemed to be enchanted, their whole bodies were soaked in blood, but they still shouted slogans to charge, and even a few Japanese soldiers had lost their explosive bags for a while and couldn't find them, so they actually picked up the pistol and charged Wei Qidong's side, as if they didn't think about rushing to the front at all, what effect the pistol could do to the tank.

In the face of such a group of killing machines that have no human feelings at all, Wei Qidong and they have no mercy, and they all have a voice in their hearts to warn them to quickly erase such a group of dehumanized creatures from their land. Otherwise, staying will bring untold misfortune to this peaceful land.

"Kill ......" The platoon leader stood up all of a sudden, raised his gun and roared, Wei Qidong led the battlefield to them, which did not mean that they had to stay here with peace of mind, they could not forget their duties.

"Kill, ......" The more than ten remaining soldiers in the platoon stood up with a resolute face, took out the remaining weapons with a roar, followed the footsteps of their platoon commander, and frantically charged towards Wei Qidong's side.

In order to facilitate the charge, in addition to the Japanese troops who originally drove the side three wheels to charge, the Japanese infantry who are now charging at the M1A2 are basically only equipped with explosive packs and pistols, because for them, bringing other weapons will not have any effect on the tank, and it will also affect their attack speed.

Because of this, even though the Japanese attacked in many numbers, they did not stop the platoon leader and his fighters at once, and seven or eight fighters quickly rushed to the side of the tank.

Seeing that a Japanese soldier was about to charge at the tank next to him with an explosives bag, a little soldier who ran out of bullets roared with a sharp eye, and directly pounced on it, knocking the Japanese soldier to the ground at once.

Immediately, the two scuffled together, and the other Japanese soldiers did not come forward to help at all, their main purpose was tanks, and the few remaining soldiers in a row did not have the energy to come to help, and the two who had no advantageous weapons could not solve the opponent in time for a while.

Suddenly, the little soldier's eyes froze, and he saw two Japanese soldiers holding explosives bags on the left and right and about to rush behind him, where there were already tanks.

"Little devil, will I take you to see the king of Hades......" While saying this, the soldier did not hesitate to pull the fuse of the explosive bag held by the Japanese army, and clamped him to prevent him from escaping.

"Ah......h

There was a violent explosion of "boom", and the little soldier and the Japanese soldier died together, and the impact of the explosive bag swept away again, surrounding the two Japanese soldiers who had just rushed over, and lifted them out, seeing that there was no way to survive anymore.

"Good one, there is no Chinese of bad seeds...... "The long row that has been blackened by the smoke of gunpowder, his eyes are slightly red, and he is extremely proud that he has such a warrior. Now, it's time to make your last contribution to the land you love.

The "kill ......" bullets ran out, and a platoon leader pulled out the big knife behind his back, charged with an arrow, and slashed down with a knife holding the knife in both hands, directly cutting off half of the neck of a Japanese soldier.

The platoon leader didn't even look at it, and his body swept swiftly, blocking the attack of a Japanese army, and the big knife slashed at the devil's head again. The Japanese soldier hurriedly dodged, and at this moment, a Japanese soldier not far away took out a pistol and shot here, and the attention of the platoon leader was on the Japanese soldier in front of him, and he didn't notice it at all. With two thuds, he was shot twice in the abdomen.

A row of long bodies couldn't help but shake, covering their abdomen with their left hand, and supporting the ground with a knife with their right hand to keep themselves from falling.

The Japanese soldier in front of him was too lazy to take the time to replenish the gun, and a dying man quickly swept past the platoon commander and was about to continue the attack.

The platoon leader stared, took a deep breath, and lifted the only strength in his body, he tore off the grenade on his waist, pulled the fuse without hesitation, and threw it with the greatest strength.

With a "boom", the grenade exploded not far away, and the three Japanese soldiers who were attacking were blown away.

The shrapnel flew, and the platoon leader's body was stabbed by the flying shrapnel again, and the huge impact force swept his body that had lost all its strength down, and he lay on the ground, his eyes forgetting the sky in a daze. The sky that should have been blue was now shrouded in wisps of thick gunsmoke, and how he longed to wipe it away, and return the world to a clear, bright sky. However, he could no longer do it, and only hoped that his successor would inherit his unfulfilled wish......

"Platoon Commander ......" Erkui wiped a handful of tears fiercely, he still remembered how the platoon commander taught him how to use a gun, how to survive on the battlefield, how to eliminate the fear on the battlefield, and it was this veteran who taught him the skills to survive and kill the enemy. Now, he died heroically right under his nose.

Wei Qidong's eyes were also slightly red, he remembered this veteran who was a little thin, and this veteran could clearly remember where the dozens of soldiers under his command came from, when they joined the army, when they participated in the first battle, and so on. He also knew that this veteran had a small notebook, which was very worn, but this veteran would often take it out and look through it, and even write and draw on it, and every time he closed the small notebook, it showed that another young life was over, and there were all kinds of information about the sacrificed soldiers.

Wei Qidong once asked during a chat, what is the use of remembering these things? The veteran replied that if one day I die in battle, I hope that my comrades-in-arms will burn this little book to me, so that even after crossing the Naihe Bridge, I will not forget my former comrades-in-arms.

Hearing this sentence at that time, Wei Qidong was silent for a long time, this most sincere feeling is unforgettable only when he has experienced it himself, and now, this man who left a deep impression on Wei Qidong died in front of his eyes.

However, Wei Qidong could only hold back his sadness, what is an iron-blooded soldier, a real iron-blooded soldier, not only to the enemy, but also to himself, enduring the pain of the sacrifice of his comrades is one of them.

Tang Xinyi has talked with a platoon leader, and this kind of veteran naturally exudes a different temperament, which has a great impact on her, as long as there is such a veteran on the battlefield, a rookie like her instinctively has a sense of security. Now, the veterans have sacrificed, and the recruits have to take over the heavy responsibilities and strive to become a veteran, and pass on this spirit, so that there will be hope for the motherland's war of resistance.

Tang Xinyi held back her grief, and seemed to be more proficient in driving the tank, as if there was suddenly a force to support her, and at this moment, she seemed to have grown a lot all of a sudden.

The veteran does not die, his spirit lives on.