The young man who was caught off guard was kicked to the ground by Niu Gensheng and fell on his back. His head also hit a stone on the ground, and a small pit broke through his head, and blood suddenly flowed out.

"Why are you still a child?" A soldier next to him exclaimed.

"Kid? What's wrong with the child, the child wants your life too! Niu Gensheng said coldly.

The child lying on the ground is actually a very handsome boy by the standards of weekdays, with golden blonde hair, blue eyes, and a handsome face, it is enough to make the girl scream and make the aunt have maternal love in the next life. But today, his eyes as he looked at a few soldiers revealed a bitter hatred.

"Huh!" Zheng Xiaoyou laughed softly when he saw this situation, "Boy, it seems that you hate us a lot!" It turned out to be a chick, no wonder your kid picked up a life and came back, you are quite fatal. This last sentence was addressed to a wounded private.

"Deputy of the regiment, what should we do with him? Or let it go! One soldier said with some patience.

"What do you say?" Zheng Xiaoyou didn't answer, turned his head and asked the soldiers around him.

"Then let it go!" Some of the new soldiers softened their hearts when they saw the young man's pitiful appearance, and they also echoed. Only Niu Gensheng and those veterans were sitting on the ground leisurely, leaning against the wall lazily, some looking at the sky, and some trimming their nails.

"Put? That's great! Then let it go! The smile on Zheng Xiaoyou's face was even better, and a soldier listened to the commander's words and was pulling the teenager up and was about to drive him away.

"Bump!" Suddenly a gunshot rang out, and the young man's forehead had an extra hole the size of a finger, and the boy collapsed with an unbelievable look and nostalgia for the world.

On the side of the young man, the MI911 in Zheng Xiaoyou's hand was still emitting a faint wisp of green smoke, Zheng Xiaoyou blew at the muzzle of the gun and then put the gun in the holster.

"Sir, what are you doing here? He's just a kid. The soldier rushed up, glaring at Zheng Xiaoyou with anger in his eyes, and was about to theorize, "But he was put down by Niu Gensheng next to him."

Zheng Xiaoyou looked at the soldier with a sneer and smiled, "Okay, he is still a child, but this child almost killed our brother, or do you mean that you think this child's life is worth more than our brother?" ”

"Sir" I didn't mean that. The soldier lay on the ground and looked up at Zheng Xiaoyou and said.

"That's not what it means, what does that mean?" Zheng Xiaoyou smiled and said: "If you are not convinced, you can go to the gendarmerie to sue Lao Tzu, and Lao Tzu will accompany you at any time." ”

After speaking, Zheng Xiaoyou glanced at the soldiers around him: "Everyone listen to me, if you encounter this kind of thing in the future" Don't have any illusions, there are our enemies everywhere here. Don't think it's a stupid idea that they can't hold a gun at a young age, they will shoot and kill people when they see us. Today's incident is a lesson, but I don't want to see it happen again. ”

"Alright, that's it, let's get on with our work!" Zheng Xiaoyou glanced around at the soldiers around him and then took the lead in leaving......

Maxim and Igor, who belonged to the 9th Company of the 1st Regiment of the 1st Division, were clearing the remnants of the Soviet army in the city under the leadership of Captain Yakov and his brothers in the company.

Walking through the deserted streets, full of collapsed houses, the surroundings are quiet, only the occasional burst of gunfire can be heard in the distance.

With a Garand rifle in his hand and his eyes wary, Maxim knew that any negligence in such a hostile city could be fatal.

Suddenly, a violent gunshot and explosions sounded in front, and Captain Yakov hurriedly ran towards the starting point with the whole company of soldiers. "Hurry, there's a situation, everyone hurry up!"

When the soldiers ran over, they found the wreckage of a co-tank not far ahead, and in front of the wreckage, dozens of Soviet soldiers were attacking a teammate under the cover of two T26s. Although the T26's 45-caliber MODEL38 tank gun is a scumbag compared to the Northwest Tiger and tanks, it is indeed a big killer when dealing with infantry with only light weapons.

The T26's MODEL38 tank guns fired quickly, and the two Soviet tanks used crossfire against each other to knock the teammate into a head-barred, while the Soviet infantry took the opportunity to close in.

"Maxim, prepare the recoilless cannon!" Captain Maxim, who was more than two hundred meters away, shouted.

"Yes!"

Maxim removed the barrel from his back and took the tripod handed over by the soldier beside him, "In a few moments, a 57 mm recoilless gun will be assembled." After Maxim snapped at an angle of 90 degrees to the barrel, Igor loaded the shell from behind, screwed the bolt door, came behind Maxim and patted him on the shoulder and said loudly: "The shell is ready!" ”

"Whoosh............" As soon as Maxim took aim at the target and pulled the trigger, he felt only a slight tremor, and the 57-caliber shell rushed towards the target at a speed of 300 meters per second.

"Boom!" With a bang, the T26's thin, twenty-five-millimeter-thick front armor simply could not hold off the attack of fifty-seven-caliber shells that were enough to penetrate a homogeneous steel plate of sixty millimeters thick.

I saw that the turret of the gong tank seemed to pause for a moment, and then burst open with a "boom". At this time, another tank saw the fate of its companions and also discovered their direction. Quickly turned the muzzle of the cannon and fired wildly in the direction of Maxim.

"Boom!" A cannonball hit the wall of love in front of Maxim, and the low wall collapsed, and a brick flew right onto Maxim's helmet. A dull sound of "bang" reached Maxim's ears, and Maxim suddenly felt the earth begin to shake, and the recoilless cannon in his hand fell to the ground. In the chaos, I don't know who pulled himself aside.

Due to the transfer of Soviet firepower, the small unit on the other side also took the opportunity to run over, and when it got closer, it turned out to be Chinese. A lieutenant colonel officer from Huaxia ran to Captain Yakov's side and asked loudly: "Are there any anti-tank weapons?" Ours is broken! ”

Captain Yakov reluctantly pointed to the recoilless gun that had fallen not far from the side (it was the only anti-tank fire their company was equipped with), and then shrugged his shoulders helplessly.

"Damn it!" The lieutenant colonel cursed indignantly.

At this time, dozens of Soviet troops accelerated their approach under the cover of the only remaining Lu.

The lieutenant colonel's brow furrowed and he shouted at Yakov: "Captain, cover me with fire, you must get that damn thing back, or we'll be finished." ”

Captain Yakov also knew that if he didn't kill the last T26, they would definitely not be able to outrun the tank, and with the cooperation of dozens of infantry on the other side, even if they were not completely wiped out, most of their 200 or so people would definitely suffer casualties.

"No problem!" Yajv spoke Russian to the troops, and the lieutenant colonel gestured to the soldiers, and suddenly everyone increased their firepower, and the bullets were sprayed on the co-elephant. The bullets hit the tank and there were countless fires!

The lieutenant colonel shouted as he took the Somi in his hand and fired frantically forward: "Big and a half! Fast! ”

At this moment, a big man rushed out from the side and quickly ran towards the recoilless gun that fell next to him at a speed that absolutely did not match his figure, and the distance of more than ten meters quickly ran away. He grabbed the life-saving launcher, and the iron guy of more than seventy pounds was as light as nothing in his hands. At this time, the Soviet infantry spotted his attempt and pointed their guns at him, and the bullets hit him with a continuous "pop" sound.

The big man moved quickly, and I saw him crawling back and hiding in the corner, panting.

"You're this!" Captain Yakov gave him a thumbs up, and the guards around him gave him admiring glances. It is indeed not easy to snatch back the seventy-pound recoilless gun in such a quick time in the rain of bullets.

"Alright, it's up to you now!" The big man was not polite, and said loudly as he pointed to the recoilless cannon beside him.

"No problem!" Without hesitation, Yakov turned his head and said, "Maxim, it's up to you." You weren't stupid by the bricks, were you? Hurry up and take out that damn tank! ”

Maxim shook his still dizzy head, picked up the recoilless gun, and Igor sneaked to a hidden corner to set things up, and aimed at the T26 while the attention of the Soviet army was attracted by the soldiers next to him!

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the iron guy who was still raging the cannon fire just now turned into a pile of torches.

"Haha, Maxim, your marksmanship is as strong as your ability in some places!" Captain Yakov's rude laughter was heard from the side.

When the last Soviet tank on the opposite side was destroyed, they finally planned to retreat. However, this time, it was the turn of Chahar and the Russian guards not to let them go, and under the unified command of this lieutenant colonel, hundreds of soldiers formed a half-circle and approached the front step by step.

With the destruction of the tank, the advantage of small arms on the side of Chahar and the guard was immediately reflected, and the Soviets fell one after another under the ferocious fire of the Garand semi-automatic rifle and Suomi submachine gun, and the remaining dozen or so people raised their hands in despair and surrendered after seeing that the resistance was hopeless.

"Hello! Captain! At this time, the officer opposite Yakov stretched out his hand to him and said with a smile: "Zheng Xiaoyou, lieutenant colonel of the 102nd Division of the 37th Group Army of Chahar!" Man, you guys played great