While the people of Europe were beginning to enjoy peace, Asia was returning after nearly five months of calm.

Originally, the peace agreement stipulated that neither the Xinming nor the Ming imperial government was allowed to take military action until the US troops were completely withdrawn, but in May of this year, the Ming Imperial Army unilaterally tore up the armistice agreement and began to attack the area controlled by the Xinming government under the pretext that the US troops had already withdrawn and did not need to wait for the armistice stipulated in the peace agreement.

In fact, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the Ming Empire wants to take advantage of its own side to accept the equipment of the Perfect Army, and the new Ming Army has not yet received much equipment from Lin Youde, so it will strike first.

But unexpectedly, not long after the start of the imperial army's offensive, the Xinming army launched a counterattack.

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In the early morning of May 25, the small county town northeast of Chengde was shaken by the rumbling sound of artillery.

A few days ago, the main force of the 11th Army of the Northern Group Army Group of the New Ming Dynasty bypassed Chifeng WWW.UUXS.CC, and launched an attack on the flank of the northeastern troops of the Ming Imperial Army, and their vanguard arrived on the outskirts of this small county last night.

Early this morning, the large-scale siege operation really began, and the ordinary people who got the news had already fled from the county seat, and the rest were young adults who were forcibly used as militia by the Ming Imperial Army.

The artillery fire of the Xinming army was not fierce, after all, it was only the vanguard of the Xinming army that had arrived outside the city now, and the heavy weapons had not yet been delivered.

Because of this, the attack on the county seat did not go smoothly, and the Ming Imperial Army relied on the ancient city walls and some solid reinforced concrete modern buildings to establish a fairly solid defensive position, desperately resisting the attack of the new Ming army.

At noon that day, the 36th Infantry Division of the 11th Army, which was the main attacker, broke into the city, but immediately fell into fierce street fighting.

The bazooka squad of the 6th Company of the 2nd Battalion of the 96th Regiment of the 36th Division has already taken out 16 pillboxes this morning.

"This is the seventeenth, Company Commander!" The nineteen-year-old soldier carrying the bazooka said excitedly to his face, "This thing is really easy to make, it is much easier to use than we built ourselves, and it can fight the Iron King Eight and blow up the bunker." ”

"Of course, it's easy to use, foreign goods." The company commander smiled, "Take your squad, Xiao Dong, follow the company!" ”

"Great!"

"Trumpeter, blow the trumpet!"

The fierce trumpet sounded, and the soldiers of the 6th Company jumped out of their respective hideouts, shouting and rushing towards the county town middle school where the enemy was strong. The squad leader of the bazooka squad also rushed out of the bunker with a rocket on his shoulder, and at this time his subordinates loudly reported: "We still have one rocket left!" ”

"Don't worry, there's an explosives bag, isn't it! Let's rush! ”

The walls of the county middle school had long been blown down, and the fighters rushed into the playground, when a bunker that looked like an ordinary bridge suddenly opened fire.

In an instant, seven or eight fighters were brought down by the fire fan, and the others quickly rushed into various bunkers to hide.

Soon, the company's light machine guns began to shoot, and at the same time, the company commander's majestic voice penetrated through the dense gunfire of both sides and drilled into the ears of the bazooka squad leader: "Xiao Dong! You guys are on! We'll give you fire cover! ”

The squad leader, who was carrying a bazooka, jumped several steps forward, rushed into a crater to avoid enemy fire, and then poked his head out to observe the enemy.

"That thing is not easy to aim," said his co-shooter, "it can't be blown up from both sides, and it doesn't work in a roundabout, it has to be rushed from the front." ”

"Smoke bombs!"

"Just two, squad leader."

"Throw, and then you two come up with me. Remember to bring a dynamite bag. ”

Soon, the smoke bomb was thrown in front of the enemy's bunker, and the squad leader jumped out, rushed out of the crater, and took the lead in advancing towards the bunker. The soldiers of the Ming Empire were also quite experienced, and although they were obscured by the smoke, they still relied on the pre-war measurements to create a fire blocking belt. But apparently they are not as familiar with this set as the US military, and the firepower is far worse than the real US military. The three men of the bazooka squad rushed through the fire zone - and by that time they had also burst out of the smoke and into the enemy's sight.

The fighters with the explosives bags were swept down by the machine guns first, but the squad leader and the sub-shooter still rushed into the bunker they had chosen before the charge.

The co-shooter fills the last rocket into the Chariot Killer Bazooka and pats the squad leader on the shoulder.

At this time, the squad leader, who had been aiming for a while, immediately pulled the trigger, and the rocket dragged a white trail and rushed towards the dark fort.

The explosion occurred, and a large chunk of the walls of the bunker was blown apart, revealing the interior space, but the enemy's machine guns were still firing, and the ferocious fire swept over the squad leader's head, forcing him back into the crater.

"What should I do?" The co-shooter asked.

"Get on the explosives pack." The squad leader said as he thrust the temporarily useless bazooka into the ground next to him, and then crawled out from the other side of the crater, he crawled to the corpse of his subordinate who fell to the ground halfway, picked up the explosive bag that fell on the ground, and then lowered his body and began to crawl towards the dark bunker.

The enemy apparently did not notice the squad leader who was wriggling on the ground, and little by little he approached the bunker, and at that moment, the enemy's bullets swept behind his body.

At that moment, the squad leader felt that the calf part of his left leg was completely paralyzed.

He looked back and saw blood gushing down his calves, gritted his teeth, and continued to crawl forward, blood mixing into the dirt and outlining his crawling trajectory on the ground.

Finally at the bottom of the bunker, he struggled to stand up against the wall, but suddenly noticed something.

He didn't have anything to support the explosives pack!

He looked around, hoping to find even a protrusion where he could place the explosive pack, but found nothing. Then he thought that he could throw the explosives bag through the hole he had just hit with the bazooka, but found that the blood loss had made his body start to weaken.

He leaned against the wall, looking anxiously at the surroundings when a thought crossed his mind.

There's also a fulcrum here, just enough to hold the explosives bag against the bottom of the bunker - that's his own body.

He took a deep breath, and countless images flooded into his mind at this moment, and he remembered the scene when he joined the Children's League established by the Youth Salvation Association in his hometown seven or eight years ago, the scene when he was promoted from the Children's League to the YMCA, and the scene when he joined the partisans and fought against the Russians in the northeast......

He remembered the moment when he had been awarded the All-Army Commendation not long ago, because he had picked up a grenade that was still in the training trench during training and threw it out of the trench. That operation saved his own life and that of three recruits.

But two of the three people he saved that day had died in the last week's fighting.

He glanced in the direction of the soldiers of the 6th Company, and just in time to see that the new demolition team sent by the company commander was swept down by the enemy's machine guns.

He took another deep breath, then gritted his teeth and straightened up, a heart-rending pain in his calf, which made him bite his lip, and the salty smell of blood instantly overflowed his mouth.

Maintaining an upright position, he lifted the explosive bag above his head, pressed it to the bottom of the pillbox, and then held the fuse with his other hand.

But just then, he heard a new sound mingling with the fierce gunfire.

It was the roar of the engine, and occasionally there was a grinding noise or two from the suspension system, and the power of the approaching steel behemoth could be felt just by listening to the sound.

At this time, the battle queens on both sides were concentrated in the frontal battlefield, so the armored forces were also placed in the front as auxiliary forces in the battle of the battle queens, but the commander of Army Group North still promised the support of armored forces to the 11th Army.

The squad leader knew this, but he never imagined that the support of the armored forces would come so early - he, like everyone else, was ready to occupy the county on his own.

But at this time, the roar of machinery in the air made the squad leader let go of the hand holding the fuse.

In the next moment, the last remaining wall of the county middle school collapsed, and the steel monster roared over the wall and rushed into the school.

Its outer armor has been erased from its former military insignia, but the number and identification of the troops are still clearly visible - apparently its former owners have not had time to paint it all over. The indiscriminate scribbles of the military emblems of the New Ming Republic are so incompatible with those original army insignia with completely different styles.

The beast spewed out tongues of fire from its machine gun as it advanced, and finally came to a halt about 500 meters from the bridge-shaped bunker.

"Squad leader!" The voice of the deputy shooter hiding in the crater entered the ears of the squad leader, "Hide!" ”

Stunned, he threw down the explosive bag violently, threw it to the side, and quickly rolled into the crater not far away.

Then the chariot fired, and within a second of the sound of the cannonball, the explosion of the shell hitting the pillbox also entered his ears, and then a large amount of rubble fell overwhelmingly, some of which got into his clothes through the collar, and a slightly larger piece of rubble hit his injured foot.

He was a little dizzy from the shock wave of the explosion, and he was stunned for a long time, and finally, a pair of hands patted him on the back.

"Squad leader! How are you? ”

"I'm fine." He opened his eyes and saw the worried face of the deputy shooter, behind whom the soldiers of the New Ming Army were running one after another, shouting and rushing towards the middle school building where the enemy was still guarding.

Immediately afterward, the ground around him shook, and the sand on the crater wall jumped restlessly.

The massive figure of the chariot that destroyed the bunker immediately took up most of his field of vision, and the chariot stopped in the center of his vision and opened fire.

The muzzle wind from the shot ruffled his hair.

"Hey boy!" The officer with his head on the turret of the chariot shouted to him, "Did you just plan to sacrifice your life to blow up the bunker?" It's courageous! Are you interested in coming to our armored forces? We need people like you! ”

"I'll think about it, but I think now I'll have to heal first."

"Yes, think about it." As he spoke, the commander of the armored corps turned his gaze to the front and patted the top plate of the turret vigorously, "Forward!" ”

He lay in the crater and watched the chariot move away, when the hygienist rushed into the crater and began to bandage his wounds.

(I don't remember who said it, but the deepest feeling of a country's backwardness must be its army.) If there was the firepower of the US army, if there were tanks, it is true that there would not be those well-known heroic stories. If there was a choice, I think everyone would choose the option with less sacrifice. It's a pity that I didn't have a choice that year. By the way, I believe that a hero is a symbol, it doesn't matter if it's real or not. If you have to say it, Washington led the Continental Army to the point that the British army was beaten so that his mother didn't recognize it, it was the French who defeated Britain and made the United States independent, and the Continental Army basically played soy sauce in the Revolutionary War, but now the mural of "Washington Sanctified" is grandly painted on the ceiling of the US Capitol Hill. If you want to oppose Dong Cunrui, Huang Jiguang, and Qiu Shaoyun, then you have to drag Washington down from the altar of the Americans first, otherwise I won't be convinced ******! ）R1148