Li Zheng was lying quietly on such a heavy earth under their feet, he looked like he was asleep, as if he was having a sweet dream, otherwise why would there be such a serene and serene smile on his face?!

"Who would be stupid enough to want to die if they were alive? You think I like to strafe myself with a heavy machine gun and make myself the most visible target?! But there are so few of us, and as soon as the heavy machine guns stop strafing, the enemy will immediately rush over, and at that time, we will all have to finish together. I'd rather be shot and killed by a single shot than be held down by them and cut off my head with a katana! In this case, it is said that ...... You can't be reincarnated even if you die! ”

"Lei Zhen, if you really can't do it, you can escape. It's okay to pretend to be dead, put on the military uniform that says you're yourself, pretend to be stupid and mix in their team, and finally run away......"

Li Zheng's words still echoed in Lei Zhen's mind over and over again, stabbing his whole body and making him feel that there was a sour thing in his heart. Although the two of them have only known each other for a few hours, Li Zheng has become Lei Zhen's friend.

Suddenly, a crying voice came from the battlefield: "Squad leader! ”

Without the fire support and cover of the Sixing warehouse, in the face of the enemy's overwhelming superior firepower, the squad leader, who kept strafing with a Czech light machine gun, also fell to the ground. In just ten minutes before the battle began, this small force defending the right flank of the Sixing warehouse had already lost all its officers and veterans.

Looking at the platoon commander Li Zheng, who was lying behind the ruins and could no longer stand up again, looking at the squad leader whose body was still twitching slightly, and blood spurting out of his chest like a fountain, those recruits who had just been transferred to the army and had to face such a terrible war were all stunned.

There was no longer the suppression of officers and veterans, and there were no more inspiring shouts and commands, and in the face of the fierce and fierce soldiers who were constantly pressing towards the position, suddenly a soldier threw away the weapon in his hand and ran in the direction of Suzhou Creek with his head in his hands desperately. He shouted loudly as he ran: "Don't shoot, I don't want to die, don't shoot......"

As long as you swim across the Suzhou Creek, you can enter the British Concession, you can stay away from this battlefield that has been overturned by bullets over and over again, and you will no longer have to face wave after wave of attacks by the soldiers. But how could this soldier rush into the Suzhou Creek on the battlefield where bullets were flying and one-third of the enemy were A-class shooters? He only ran two or three steps, his body shook violently, he looked at his chest in disbelief, a 38-type rifle bullet, pierced his body, blood kept pouring out from his pierced body, this soldier who finally became a deserter on the battlefield because of the lack of veterans and officers, suddenly let out a desperate cry: "It hurts......!" ”

Before he could finish his sentence, a series of light machine gun bullets hit the soldier's body, his body trembled as if he had been electrocuted, and gorgeous blood flowers continued to bloom from his body. By the time the soldier finally fell headlong to the ground, his heart had stopped beating, but his eyes were still fixed on the Suzhou River, which seemed so close that it seemed that he could jump into it with just a few steps of spreading his legs. He really thought that Lei Zhen could forcibly rush to the side of the platoon commander Li Zheng under the enemy's fire, and he could also rush to the bank of the Suzhou Creek!

Looking at the corpse of the deserter who gave up his weapon and fled with his head in his hands, and was beaten to pieces in a few seconds, suddenly on the right flank battlefield, the position defended by their group of [***] people fell into a deathly silence. Let the bullets fired by the enemy continue to hit them, and let hundreds of soldiers continue to charge them, singing the war song of no regrets in their hearts.

Xie Jinyuan, who was standing on the third floor of the Sixing Warehouse and commanding defensive operations, knew that all the officers had been killed, and that the small unit still on the battlefield on the right flank had lost the most basic cohesion of the army, and they were already doomed to face the end of the total annihilation.

"Howl ......"

At this moment, an extremely terrible roar suddenly rose on the battlefield, fiercely cutting through the vast sky and earth, and then the dull roar characteristic of the Makqin heavy machine gun began to echo on the right-wing battlefield again. The soldiers, who had already thought that they had the absolute upper hand and would never be effectively resisted again, were well trained, but they were caught off guard and still paid a considerable price.

Xie Jinyuan, who had already given up the right-wing battlefield, quickly turned the telescope in his hand, and he clearly saw that the heavy machine gun was alive again! A man in a Boy Scout uniform was holding the Makqin heavy machine gun and shooting at the soldiers who had already rushed through the distance, and some had even taken out their bayonets and were ready to fight.

This person who keeps strafing with a heavy machine is, of course, Lei Zhen!

He pulled out his bayonet and slammed it into the ammunition box next to him, and he flew up and kicked over the soldier who was still crying, and roared: "Cry a fart, prepare the bullet!" ”

Lei Zhen screamed in his heart as he strafed: "Brother Li, you want me to lead your brother to fight a way home together." But what can I, a boy who grew up in the mountains, do? I don't know how to command, I don't know tactics, I can't even name the people who are still alive here. At this time, I can only do what I can do, I can do, I can do, and I can set an example for everyone, that is...... Homicide! ”

It was because of the roar of the heavy machine guns that the soldiers on the right-wing battlefield, who had begun to panic because all the grassroots officers were killed, barely regained their composure. Although they are not veterans of a hundred battles, they are soldiers of the 88th Division after all, and they are soldiers who follow Commander Xie Jinyuan and Li Zheng's platoon commander! They at least understand that on such a battlefield, to give up resistance is to die, to throw away their weapons and to run away is to die, to raise their hands and surrender to the soldiers who have already killed the red eye, or to die!

They all understand that they should resist desperately, they just need a spiritual beacon that they can rely on, even if it is enough to have an example that they can follow!

The gunfire, which had fallen silent, rang out again from the battlefield on the right flank.

Faced with this absolutely unexpected scene, in the face of such a scout who was too unexpected, Xie Jinyuan immediately made a decision: "Order the machine gun company to immediately dispatch two light machine guns to assist in the fire suppression of the right flank battlefield!" In any case, you must beat the enemy on the right flank back to me! ”

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