Gazing at the figures of several soldiers disappearing into the trenches of the second line of defense, listening to the deafening sound of tank tracks rolling on the ground getting closer and closer, the squad leader twisted the safety cover of one of the grenades with slow movements, and then put the fire ring on the little tail finger of his right hand.

"Wow ......"

A puff of white smoke suddenly erupted in the wooden handle of the grenade, the squad leader held the bundle of grenades in his arms, he raised his head and watched a Type 97 light tank pass over the trench above his head, at this time, the squad leader's eyes suddenly raised a kind of regretless elegance in this life, he looked at the little daughter-in-law with nostalgic eyes, and said in a low voice: "Little daughter-in-law, you must replace Lao Tzu and live well!" ”

"Boom !!"

The flames that rose into the sky mixed with the blood of the squad leader, the flesh of the squad leader, the bones of the squad leader, and the soul of the squad leader, and slammed into the chassis of the tank. The tank, which was still showing off its might just now, was like a poor worm that was kicked in the lower abdomen and completely scrapped the function of the male surname, and it was like a patient who suddenly had a sudden attack of madness and could no longer restrain himself, its body was constantly trembling, and it kept screaming hysterically, and the track under its feet that was blown up made a sound of "sighing".

The driver and the commander, who were sitting in the tank force, had not yet figured out what was going on, and in the frantic trembling of the tank, their heads in tank caps fell heavily on the hard inner wall. Their eyes were suddenly covered with a layer of gray and red colors, in the dizziness, their limbs instantly lost their strength in this excessive and serious impact, they covered themselves like the heads of hundreds of bees, and watched the blue electric snakes dancing briskly on the various short-circuited electrical appliances in the tank, and they watched the soaring flames, constantly dancing in the cabin, and pounced on every corner of the tank at an astonishing speed.

When the flames finally swept through the tank's ammunition compartment, a trace of mad despair suddenly rose in the tank commander's eyes, and he hissed and screamed, "No......"

"Boom! Rumble!! Rumble!!! ……”

Eighty rounds of 57 mm high-explosive rounds, forty rounds of 57 mm high-explosive armor-piercing rounds, and 3,525 rounds of 7.7 mm heavy machine gun rounds were completely detonated at this time. In the face of such a terrible explosion, in the face of such a devastating and devastating force of destruction, this Type 97 tank was like a paper toy, which was torn into countless pieces in an instant, and scattered to the whole world one after another.

The soldiers hiding behind the tank let out a hysterical scream, God knows how many shrapnel, how many bullets were scurrying around, and they hit their bodies. Their bodies looked like crudely made sieves, with holes everywhere, bubbling blood and gutting entrails from shrapnel to pieces. These mortal soldiers threw away the guns in their hands, they roared loudly, they used their bodies to make all kinds of strange movements, and let the blood on their bodies keep spurting out, forming one after another extremely beautiful blood springs.

The sound of cluster grenade explosions reverberated one after another on the position guarded by the [***] team, and every time this terrible roar that even the earth had to tremble violently, the corners of Ma Lan's eyes would tremble, because every such a huge explosion represented a brother who was seriously injured, but with the strictest training of the will to survive that they had received, he used his body and the grenade in his arms to exchange for a road to victory for his brother by his side!

"My ...... Brother......"

At this time, Ma Lan only felt that her chest was so stuffy that it was almost exploding, her lips kept trembling, she only felt that the corners of her eyes were constantly beating, she only felt a sour feeling lingering in her heart, but the tears that had surged to the corners of her eyes could not be condensed in her eyes. It was only at this time that Malan knew that as a soldier, while gaining unimaginable power from ordinary people, she had also lost some of the most precious things about being a human being, especially a woman.

She had been trained to be a complete war machine, and while she was still on the battlefield, no matter how sad she was, she could not cry even a single tear!

It was only at this time that Ma Lan really understood why the strong were tearless. Because on the battlefield, they don't have time to cry at all, they are everyone's role model and everyone's spiritual pillar.

They can't even cry!

Because when they cry, it means that they must believe in her more, and are willing to follow her brother, and pay the price of blood!

During the eight-hour battle, Malan led her company to repel five attacks in a row, and when the sky darkened, the bombers of the Japanese army were unable to continue the battle due to environmental conditions, and they finally gained precious respite.

The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke and blood, and a few flares were pulled up from time to time in the dark sky, forcibly reflecting the sky and the earth, and every time a flare was raised, there would be a sporadic roar of heavy artillery and gunfire, but when the light of the flares also fell into darkness, the sound of gunfire would also stop abruptly.

Over the course of two months, the two armies had formed a defensive line of sandbags, trenches, barbed wire, minefields, and even corpses, intertwined with each other, and a number of semi-permanent machine-gun forts, forming a deep web of fire capable of engulfing any attacker. Whether it is the squadron or the army, it is clear that trying to capture these trenches from the front has become a task that requires too many lives to be filled, and it is almost impossible to complete it!

Although there were still some dangerous stirring at night, and there were still some exchanges of fire on the battlefield, after more than two months of fierce fighting on this land, the armies of both sides were exhausted, and there was no extra strength and energy, so they launched a large-scale surprise operation in vain at night.

Therefore, when the sun goes down and darkness covers the earth again, whether it is a Chinese [***] person or a soldier, they will gently exhale the excessively hot gas in their lungs, sit down slowly, enjoy the rare silence and peace, and feel the taste of life. As for tomorrow...... Such a distant matter, let those officers who sit in the command room, far from the forefront of the battlefield, think about it!

All the soldiers of the first company of the special service battalion sat in bunkers covered with shrapnel and corpses, silently munching on compressed biscuits, and it was in this deathly silence that they welcomed the first logistics supply team.

Looking at an officer, pointing to a few soldiers carrying a metal box from a car that was carefully parked a few hundred meters away, Malan couldn't help frowning. Now they have used up all the light and heavy machine gun bullets, they have dropped almost all the grenades, they need a lot of ammunition to replenish, they need medicine, they need food, this belated supply team, even brought them only a box?

The officer, a major, looked at the Chinese troops who had survived a day of bloody battles and were still firmly entrenched in this axis battlefield. Seeing that he had not received the welcome he deserved, the officer could barely suppress the dissatisfaction in his heart and asked in a low voice, "Who is the person in charge here?" ”

Seeing that it was actually a female officer who bent down and lurked in front of him along the trench, and did not straighten up until she hid behind a concrete wall that had not yet collapsed, the major's eyes could not help but flash a trace of surprise. But he didn't say anything more, and asked directly: "How many people do you have here?" ”

Malan glanced back at the battlefield where they had fought fiercely for eight hours, sprinkled with the blood of their brothers, and replied in a low voice, "Fifty-seven! ”

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