"Da Da Da ......"

Before these soldiers could figure out what was going on, the dull roar that was characteristic of the Makqin water-cooled heavy machine gun fire suddenly resounded on the battlefield. In the face of this absolute accident, the rifles with bayonets in their hands had already formed a line, and the soldiers who were fighting bayonets were like dominoes that had been pushed down, and as if they were standing there, waiting for the condemned prisoner to be executed, they fell down without any resistance.

"Eight Grids! Eight Geyaru! Eight Geyaru! The captain of the army lay on the ground, and he roared angrily: "Bastards, you are all bastards, you vile and shameless bastards, you have insulted the sacred spirit of bushido......"

The soldiers, who were lucky not to be killed by the heavy machine guns, quickly raised the rifle in their hand, and there was a soft "click" sound from the rifle, and it was only at this time that these soldiers suddenly remembered that according to training and combat practice, they had already unloaded all the bullets in the rifle before the bayonet fight!

Just as they were hurriedly reloading the rifles, the captain of the Yue Army, who was proficient in Chinese and could still export chapters and quote a few idioms, suddenly heard a low roar from Lei Zhen in the midst of the heavy machine gun roaring at them and his incessant cursing: "Smash me hard, even if you can't blow them up, you must smash them half to death first!" ”

Six or seven grenades were thrown from all corners with the whirring sound of breaking wind, cutting through the short distance of more than ten meters between the two armies with almost straight track marks, and smashing them fiercely on those soldiers who said they were in their own country.

"Boom! Rumble!! Boom ......"

At this time, Lei Zhen and the six [***] people tried their best to shrink their bodies into a relatively safe position, and threw all the grenades they could find on top of the enemy's head. When the last grenade exploded in the middle of the soldiers, raising a cloud of black smoke, none of the soldiers who had suffered such a high-intensity blow at such a close distance could stand up again with their own strength.

Lei Zhen turned his head and gave a thumbs up to a [***] man who didn't even have the strength to support his body, and could only lie on the Makqin heavy machine gun and gasp, and said calmly: "Well done!" ”

The [***] man also raised his left hand and gave a thumbs up to Lei Zhen in response, and at the same time, a big smile appeared on his face. Just when he was smiling brightest, smiling the most heartily, the excited light in his pupils slowly and slowly dissipated, and finally turned into an ethereal nothingness.

Even in the face of death, the corners of his mouth still have a happy smile. To paraphrase Lei Zhen's words, he is already dead anyway, why not fight it, now he is definitely enough to make money.

This person, who suddenly appeared on the heavy machine gun position and carried out a fatal attack on the soldiers, was the man who was hit by a shot by the enemy because he was injured in his right arm and could no longer shoot, and temporarily served as an ammunition man, crawling around the position in search of bullets.

Lei Zhen carried the bayonet, and slowly walked to the side of the soldier who had been brushed down, and he was surprised to find that the captain had not yet lost his breath, he saw Lei Zhen, and he could still stare at his eyes, and said intermittently: "You are a sneak attack...... The most shameless betrayal! Although you killed my brother, I respect you as a hero...... However, you don't deserve to be a soldier at all, and you've insulted the sacred spirit of bushido......"

"Heroes? Soldier? ”

Lei Zhen flipped over the military uniform on his body, which had turned into more than a dozen strips of cloth, but fortunately, the logo on the military uniform was still there. Lei Zhen directly sent this sign to the captain's eyes.

Looking at the sign that was close in front of him, although it was dirty enough with gunsmoke and mud, but could still be distinguished, Captain Yuejun's eyes widened suddenly, and his lips trembled for a long time, until his heart stopped beating, and he didn't say a word again. Even if he died, he was thinking about a question in his heart: "Could it be that the person who killed so many of our brothers and was full of tricks turned out to be just one ...... Boy Scout?! ”

Seeing that the captain of the army slowly stopped breathing, Lei Zhen said in a low voice: "There are only seven of us, but there are twenty-three of you, and a fool would be stupid enough to fight with you for bayonets!" Besides, your bushido spirit is none of my business? Do as you say, should I raise my fist and fight with the black bear when I face it, and after being bitten by a wild dog, I should lie down and bite it in the mouth?! ”

The captain, of course, could not have answered.

Now the dark sky has slowly shrouded the entire earth, and the line of sight has become a little hazy from a distance of dozens of meters, and in front of the Sixing warehouse, it has finally fallen into a calm. The six [***] people who could still stand on the battlefield on their own strength all heard what Lei Zhen said.

Although they all respected Lei Zhen, and although they were all grateful to Lei Zhen for letting them hold on until it was dark, so that at least they could live a few more days in the Sixing Warehouse, they still pouted in unison.

After seeing Lei Zhen's craziest side on the battlefield, he suddenly heard a roar of his anger to the limit, watching him stop there with murderous spirits, he really stepped on the earth with the blue sky above his head, who doesn't think that he is the kind of true hero who is cold and cold, and the strong man is gone?

What is wrong with the soldier who admires the spirit of bushido, respects a hero like him, gives him space to speak and play, so that he can leave his last words, so that he can take the rest of the people and fight the most brilliant battle on the battlefield of despair?!

When Lei Zhen took the lead in twisting the safety cover of the grenade on his body, all the [***] people present really fucking believed ninety percent, some people's hearts, even thought of the seventeen or eighteen knives in their bodies, but they could laugh and hug two or three devils, pull the grenade, and the smoke of gunpowder rose on them, and then the Yellow River was roaring, the north wind was whimpering, the evergreen pines and cypresses were constantly fluttering on their graves, and the beautiful maidens shed tears of sadness in front of their graves, Let the flames spew away at the love letters they wrote to their heroes...... Outcome...... The six Chinese soldiers soon discovered that Lei Zhen was saying righteous and awe-inspiring words, while putting his hands behind his back, and in a position that the soldiers could not see, he first pointed to the grenade hanging on his waist and had twisted the safety cover, and then made a vigorous throwing motion.

Immediately afterwards, Lei Zhen picked up the index finger and ring finger of his right hand, pressed them on the middle finger, and made a strange shape, and then shook there like a convulsion.

After watching it for a long time, these [***] talents finally suddenly realized...... Such a middle finger sticking out like a barrel, and the other two fingers are surrounded in a circle, so that the violent shaking of the front and back is not a representative of the Makqin heavy machine gun that keeps strafing!

Once they had this understanding, and then looked at Lei Zhen's flat there, shaking with the strafing of the "Makqin Water-cooled Heavy Machine Gun", as if the left hand had just been beaten into a sieve by bullets, everyone couldn't help but exchange a strange look with each other.

At this point, Lei Zhen's bold words, what kind of blood was set off in these guys' bodies, and what consciousness of sacrificing their lives for the country and the people were aroused all disappeared in an instant. Listening to Lei Zhen, a person who almost never spoke, talking about his own village and his family, he suppressed each other from the momentum, and everyone thought in their hearts: "Make it up, make it up!" ”

With Lei Zhen's example and teaching, these six [***] people, all like cats and tigers, although they have not learned enough, but one by one they stand awe-inspiring, and they even show the momentum of the iron bones, which really frightened the soldiers on the opposite side. But at this time, everyone's eyes have begun to slowly but certainly keep turning, and their hearts are even more spinning with a surprisingly similar thought: "Damn, so close, what if a heavy machine gun strafes me and accidentally hits me?!" ”

From a desperate situation of losing and losing, it suddenly turned into a complete victory, and then looked at the black canopy overhead, the joy of this desperate situation swept every [***] person present.

At this time, they really didn't pay attention, in the haze, Lei Zhen had already held his son and walked to the Suzhou River, but he did not cross the river.

Lei Zhen sat quietly by the river, holding his son in both hands, not knowing what he was thinking. Listening to the ripples of the constantly flowing river, when rushing under his feet, Lei Zhen seemed to see the small river passing in front of his house, as if he saw the second sister and eldest sister who were barefoot with him, rummaging for crabs in the water. And his mother was at home at this time, preparing dinner for them, even if she didn't have to go to see it, Lei Zhen knew that at the dinner table, there must be a fragrant, steaming purse bomb.

Gently, gently, Lei Zhen let out a whisper: "Mother, eldest sister, second sister...... Are you all right? ”

In the darkness and haze, Lei Zhen raised his head high, let the tears continue to tremble in his eyes, and let the oncoming night wind dry the weakness in his eyes and heart little by little, and finally there was no trace left.

(To be continued)