Chapter 2: Fierce Battle
"Good boy, good job. Get blown up and blow you up. β
The middle-aged man came to Chen Jinghui and sat down, patted him on the shoulder with his hand, and praised him.
"Really? I don't think I'm that good. β
Chen Jinghui replied while pulling the bolt of the gun to check, and at the same time, there was no expression on his face.
"Well, it's good to be humble, keep it up later."
The middle-aged man patted him on the shoulder, stood up and finished speaking, turned around and left to check somewhere else.
"Brother, who was that person just now?"
Chen Jinghui pulled the sleeve of the soldier next to him and asked, while his eyes kept looking at the back of the middle-aged man leaving
"You don't know him, are you brain-blown? He is our captain and your own uncle, named Zhang Hu. β
The soldier touched Chen Jinghui's forehead, said with an incredulous face, and stared straight at him with his eyes.
"Oh, that's right."
"Why, you're not really going to blow up your brain, are you?"
"No, I was a little dizzy from the bombing just now, and I didn't remember it for a while."
"Oh, that's fine, I thought you blew up your brain."
"No, how can it?"
While chatting with the soldier next to him, he thought that this person was his own uncle and captain. It seems that we will have to treat him well in the future.
"Come on, brothers, it's time to eat, come and eat."
Several fighters from the cooking squad shouted there carrying two frames of nests.
One by one, the surviving warriors stepped forward to collect their lunch, and then took their nest heads and nibbled as they went. Sitting in the trenches, three in a bunch, five in a gang while eating and talking.
"Everyone hurry up and eat, and when you are done eating, hurry up and rest, maybe there will be a bad battle to fight in the afternoon."
The captain said as he inspected the soldiers. After a while, he came to Chen Jinghui's side again.
"Uncle, come and sit here, I have something I want to ask you."
Chen Jinghui took his uncle by the arm and said to him as he passed by.
"What's the matter with you, just ask."
The captain sat beside him and asked, looking at him at the same time.
"Uncle, the gap between our weapons and the little devils is too big, you see that many of us still use the old sleeve from before, made in Hanyang. This is far from the little devil's 38 Gabiby, and if it continues to fight like this, I'm afraid these people will have to explain here. β
Chen Jinghui stared at the captain and said.
"Do you think I'm going to do this, my own team, I don't know what's going on."
"You know the situation, so why are you doing this. Isn't this for everyone to be sent to death! β
"I also have no choice, after this mountain beam, there is no place to defend behind. And there are a lot of people behind it. β
"Haven't the people been evacuated yet?"
"It's so easy there!"
"Then you see how long it will take for them to evacuate."
"I guess it's going to take a day! The devil came too suddenly this time, and he didn't have any precautions before. β
"Then how are you going to fight the next battle?"
"How else can you fight, carry it hard. The little devils must not be allowed to pass. β
"Oh, I know"
"It's good to know, take a good rest, I guess it's not going to be good in the afternoon!"
The captain patted him on the shoulder, said helplessly, and then got up and continued to patrol.
And Chen Jinghui was thinking about it, and it was like this again. When I joined the army, I knew that GCD didn't know how many soldiers had been sacrificed in vain because of the cover for the evacuation of the masses. Alas... This is the party's policy.
"Brother, how are your injuries?"
He said to the soldier who was loading him, and his colleague wondered if he should ask him to continue reloading himself in the afternoon.
"It's okay, I can't die. It's that the arm was pierced and strengthened. β
"Then you still have to fight in the afternoon?"
"Yes! As long as we can move, we have to fight, and we don't have many people left. β
"Brother, you see that you can't shoot like this, otherwise you will be responsible for loading me in the afternoon, how about it."
"Okay, no problem. Your marksmanship is good, I'll reload you, you can kill a few more little devils. β
"Boom Boom"
At this moment, the devils began to shell, and they all quickly hid in the trenches, motionless. Five minutes later, the shelling ended.
"Everyone is ready for battle, and when the shelling is over, the little devils will come up."
The captain bent his waist and shouted as he ran through the trenches.
Chen Jinghui also knew that this was the usual way of the devils, first shelling to cover the infantry charge, and then stopping the shelling when the infantry rushed within 100 meters of the opponent's position.
He picked up the 38 big cover, quickly found a position with a wide field of vision, and slowly poked his head out to look. The people below are all little devils, estimated to be thousands of people.
He didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, pulled down the bolt, and aimed it at a devil machine gunner.
"Bang"
The Devil Heavy tilted his head, his body went limp, and he lay there still.
"Bang Bang Bang"
After three more shots, a ghost soldier Cao and two soldiers were shot in the head and fell straight down.
"Brother, let's go, change places."
As he put away his gun and lay down into the trench, he told the wounded soldier to move with him.
He had just arrived at a new place and was lying down, and before the muzzle of the gun was outstretched, he heard it.
"Kill and give"
A devil second lieutenant, holding a command knife in his hand, shouted at the devil behind him.
"Bang"
He shot the devil lieutenant with a shot, and he shot him in the head.
"Chirp Chirp"
The bullets set off a splash of earth in front of him, causing him to follow up and retreat into the trench. I scolded in my heart, damn little devil, my marksmanship is really good.
Then he probed again, "bang bang bang", and kept shooting the little devil, and after a few minutes, the little devil in front of him was more than half missing.
"Yaga, why isn't that sharpshooter dead?"
The captain of the devil company saw that there was another gap in his attack formation, which was exactly the same as in the morning, and he was angry and scolded "Baga".
"Nani, you're still alive, you can't be killed by cannons."
Nakasa Gangmura picked up the binoculars and looked at it while saying incredulously.
"Baga, send troops to replenish it immediately. Also, let the machine gun fire suppress. β
The captain of the devil company said to Okamura Nakasa, and at the same time did not forget to observe the person with a telescope.
"Hail"
Gangmura Nakasa immediately picked up the phone and transferred troops. At the same time, machine gunners were ordered to suppress with fire.
"Chirp and Tweet"
Chen Jinghui was suppressed by machine gun fire and couldn't raise his head. There was no way, he quickly moved to another place and began to shoot the devil.
"Bumper, click"
After firing the machine gun, he found that there were no bullets, so he stuck his left hand behind his back without his head. But he didn't have a gun in his hand for a long time, and he turned his head to look at the soldier.
"Don't look at me, there's no bullets, I've found everything I can find."
The warrior spread his hands helplessly, shook his head and sighed.
"Damn, if there are enough bullets, Lao Tzu will bite them to death. Alas..."
He clenched his fists and slammed them on the ground, sighing helplessly. Immediately afterwards, he heard the sparse gunfire on his side.
"Comrades, we are out of ammunition. Everyone is ready for hand-to-hand combat, and when the devil comes up, everyone rushes out again, and the little devil must not be allowed to step on this mountain beam. β
The captain held a broadsword in his right hand and instructed everyone while running around the trench.
"Report to the company commander, the gunfire has stopped at the Zhina position."
A captain ran into the command room to report on the situation at the front.
"Yo Xi, they may have no ammunition, so I will rush up and take the position of China."
The company commander spoke his opinion to the captain as he observed the situation on the front line with a telescope.
"Comrades, our loved ones are right behind us, for their safe evacuation, rush..."
Just when the devil was less than 10 meters away from the trench, the captain raised his broadsword and gave a loud order to charge.
"Kill... Rush..."
In the midst of shouting and killing, Chen Jinghui picked up a bayonet and rushed out of the trench, and came into contact with the devil in a few steps. The two devils pointed at him, picked up their bayonets and stabbed them.
He leaned to the left, grabbed the barrel of a devil's gun with his left hand, and his colleague lifted his right foot and put it on the stomach of the other devil. Then he turned to the devil's back, and the bayonet in his right hand slashed through the devil's neck, and a hot blood flowed out. Devil IγHands on the neck fell to the ground and diedγ Then he turned and flicked it, and the bayonet in his right hand was plunged straight into the heart of the devil who had just risen.
He ran to the dead devil, drew his bayonet, and rushed towards the devil again.
"Bell"
He used his bayonet to block the bayonet of a devil, then strode in front of the devil, the bayonet in his hand stabbed into the devil's abdomen, and then quickly pulled out the knife and kicked the devil away.
At this time, he saw that the soldier who had reloaded himself was being crushed under him by a devil. He immediately crawled over and stabbed the devil in the back, directly killing the little ghost. He reached out and pulled the warrior up.
"Are you alright?"
"I didn't..."
Just as the soldier was about to say that he was okay, a bayonet wearing blood donation came out of the soldier's body, and the blood on the tip of the knife was dripping dripping, and blood flowed from his mouth.
He saw a devil standing behind the warrior with that kind of smile on his face that took pleasure in killing. Angry, he directly threw out the bayonet, stabbed the devil's eyebrows, and took the devil's life.
He slowly lowered the warrior to the ground and got up to look at the battlefield. Some of the warriors and devils pinched each other's necks and rolled; Some of them held bayonets covering the devil's body in their hands, and the big knife looked at the devil's neck; Some held a few devils, pulled the devil's grenades, and died together; Some held stones in their hands and smashed them on the devil's head; Some were impaled by several devil colleagues and died standing.
The entire battlefield was drenched in blood and miserable.
This book was first published in Reading Book Worm