Chapter 139: Brother, You Are My Pain!

Taking advantage of this rare quiet, the stretcher bearers of the ambulance team nervously carried down the wounded soldiers, and the rest of the soldiers were leaning on the edge of the fortifications.

The exhaustion after the fierce battle made their faces blackened by the smoke of gunpowder full of exhaustion, and no one spoke, but lowered their heads and pressed bullets into the empty magazines.

The cooks brought dinner, everyone had no appetite, the fight was too fierce today, they had not experienced such fierce artillery fire, they had never encountered such fierce and tenacious little devils, and the brothers around them had fallen too much.

Liu Tiehan walked over, he took a big bowl, filled a bowl of porridge, grabbed two steamed buns, and ate them in a big gulp, and the soldiers saw that the deputy commander was eating, and they all gathered around and began to eat.

Tang Qiuli watched Liu Tiehan do this qiē in the corner, his mood was very uneasy, only such a commander, the troops would not be defeated, he was using his actions to affect the feelings of the soldiers.

Tang Qiuli also went over to fill a bowl of porridge and ate it in a big gulp, and the soldiers saw the two commanders eating on the battlefield with everyone, because the heavy mood of the sacrifice of their comrades-in-arms was diluted a lot, and the atmosphere gradually became lively.

Liu Tiehan and Tang Qiuli sat facing each other, it was now more than seven o'clock in the evening, and if they held out for another three hours, all the materials and equipment were already on the vast sea, and the troops could be regarded as letting go of the biggest burden.

The two people have the same idea, the troops must evacuate Anton tonight, otherwise, they will be stuck by the devil Suzuki Division, and it will be difficult to get out, not to mention, in a fierce battle like during the day, the troops can resist a few attacks?

According to the intelligence of the special operations detachment, the vanguard of the devils will be able to enter the areas of Benxi and Fengcheng in the northeast of Anbei by tomorrow night at the latest.

The logisticians and the wounded were evacuated first, and a squadron of troops was sent to escort them to the designated place and wait for the rendezvous with the troops.

Then, they discussed the candidates for transporting materials and equipment to North China this time, and the two thought of Qiuquan at the same time, only he was the most suitable, and then, Tang Qiuli called through Qiuquan and explained the task to him, leading the strength of the two squadrons of the special detachment, hiding his identity, and secretly entering North China.

Don't be in a hurry to return to the troops, find a suitable foothold for the troops in the Taihang Mountains area at the junction of Hebei and Shanxi, and establish an intelligence network in various parts of North China, don't worry about money, unless the situation is serious, you need to ask the headquarters for instructions, and the rest can be disposed of on the spot, and Qiuquan has the right to decide.

Qiu Quan was somewhat surprised by this decision, and at the same time, Qiu Li's trust in himself also moved him, you know, these materials, equipment, and so many gold and silver dollars, he can't use them up in a few lifetimes, this kind of trust, heavy, makes Qiu Quan feel the trust of his younger brother.

Tang Qiuli and Xiao Ling parted for a short time again, this time there was not much language, the form was clearly here, before leaving, Xiao Ling stuffed a military kettle wrapped in a cotton sleeve to him, told him, and drank it in three meals.

Xiao Ling dusted off his body again, smiled, and turned to leave, Tang Qiuli looked at Xiao Ling's figure, disappeared into the darkness, holding a warm kettle, warm to his heart, deep in his soul, he seemed to see that in the night wind, the lover's fluttering black hair became clearer and clearer.

Sending away the logistics personnel and the wounded, Liu Tiehan asked Tang Qiuli to take a rest, he stared first, Tang Qiuli leaned on the edge of the trench, stretched his legs comfortably, night, quietly, the devils on the other side of the river were also surprisingly quiet, there were no lights or lights at all.

Only the river wind blows, only the tireless river water, persistently flowing to the sea, the sound of the river "whooshing" on the shore, seems to be a hypnotic note, Tang Qiuli is tired for a while, and closes his eyes hazy.

Wang Shuangzhu, the leader of the second squadron of the Sniper Brigade of the Special Detachment of the Bloody Hand Regiment, was the first batch of veterans to follow Tang Qiuli up the mountain, and he was also one of Tang Qiuli's childhood friends when he was in Tang's nest.

This is a very ordinary person, usually not even noticeable, but whether it is a single soldier or a professional technique, Shuangzhu can not be ambiguous, and he can also rank in the top ten in the sniper brigade, and among the first batch of veterans, there are only two or three people at the level of squadron leader, and Shuangzhu is one of them.

Tang Qiuli also talked to him a few times, wanting to transfer him to another brigade and serve as the deputy captain, but he refused with a smile, saying that he was reluctant to let those old brothers of the second squadron get used to working with them, and besides, he was not an official.

Tang Qiuli mentioned it a few times, and saw that this guy didn't mean that at all, fortunately, he still knew this brother who had grown up from a child, and also knew his temper and temperament, so he went with him.

But a few partners who went up the mountain persuaded him, it's not that we need the commander to ask for power, no matter the qualifications or ability, you Shuangzhu is more than enough to be a deputy captain, even if you are a captain, Shuangzhu doesn't squeak, it's just a strong smile, so that these old guys don't know what medicine he sells in his gourd?

It's strange to say, just such a wilting person, who doesn't make noise or shouting, makes the soldiers of the second squadron scream, and several detachment competitions have won the first place, and the limelight faintly overshadows the other squadron leaders.

The soldiers in the squadron are also intimate with him, and they are willing to tell him anything, even the soldiers who are older than him, when they mention Captain Wang, they are also sincerely admired, in the special detachment, he is a person who does not want to be famous, but is also famous.

Now, he took twelve soldiers and ambushed near an inconspicuous small ferry, this is still the task assigned by the commander, with the Yalu River Bridge as the center, within 30 kilometers of radiation, wherever the devils may force the crossing, there must be a group of soldiers here to monitor, lest the devils copy our back road.

After fighting for a day during the day, and not stopping at night, to replace the group of fighters during the day, Wang Shuangzhu felt very tired, and when he climbed, the two eyelids fought, and they stared at it for more than an hour, and there was no movement on the other side.

Shuangzhu let the other fighters rest for a while, he was on duty, and looked at it for a while, his eyes were sour, and he kowtowed unconsciously, and in a daze, the keen hearing of a specially trained sniper suddenly heard abnormal movements.

He opened his eyes suddenly, his scalp exploded, and in the dark night, a faint and vague figure had approached the shore, and there seemed to be a lot of rubber rafts on the river, and the devil had touched it

Almost instinctively, he followed the submachine gun on his chest, and it was a shuttle at the pile of figures, followed by a grenade, and the fire of the explosion reflected the ghostly figures of the devils, and also woke up the other fighters.

Suddenly, a fierce battle broke out at the small ferry, and as soon as the battle began, the soldiers were in a disadvantageous situation, and the smuggling devils probably had a squadron, and the number was more than ten times that of the soldiers.

Fortunately, the twin pillars were discovered early, and fortunately, the equipment and firepower of this group were strong enough, so they barely suppressed the devils on the shore.

In the double-column group, there was a light machine gun and six submachine guns, and the fight was like a wind, splashing the mud on the shore, and in the night, the dark red ballistics were shooting at each other, and the devil heavy machine gun responsible for covering the opposite bank also fired.

Shuangzhu they suffer in the lack of people, the devil suffers in the unfavorable terrain, the devil is difficult to rush up for a while, and they can't beat the devil in the double column, this is just a temporary balance, hold on, the balance of victory will be tilted to the devil's side.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Shuangzhu picked up the walkie-talkie: "Commander, the No. 3 surveillance post reports that the devils are about a squadron of troops, and they are smuggling in our place, and now some of the devils have landed on the shore, and I am fighting fiercely with them, asking for reinforcements quickly."

Shuangzhu doesn't think that just his thirteen people can block the strength of a squadron of devils, and the only thing he can do is to drag the devils at the expense of sacrifice and wait for reinforcements, but this time is difficult enough.

Under the suppression of the fire of the devil's heavy machine gun on the opposite bank, the soldiers couldn't raise their heads, and the devil took the opportunity to rush forward, Shuangzhu took the sniper rifle, and knocked the devil's heavy machine gun dumb with one shot, and then killed the deputy shooter.

The devil had already rushed to the front, the double column emptied the magazine of the submachine gun, and knocked down the devil in front with the shell gun, a bullet hit his chest, and in the flash of fire, the devil's hideous and ugly face could already be seen.

Shuangzhu struggled to put the seven or eight grenades around him into his arms, gasped heavily, jumped up violently, and rushed to the densest pile of devils in the crowd.

The soldiers of the "squadron leader" witnessed with their own eyes the scene of the squadron leader and the devils dying together, their hearts and galls were broken, their eyes were red, and they launched a counter-charge towards the devils as if they were crazy, and the twelve people actually played the momentum of more than 100 people.

The devil was stunned by the momentum of these dozen warriors, hurriedly retreated, and was pressed back to the shore just now.

When the cavalry detachment arrived, these fighters were already in a state of frenzy, and the reinforcements launched a charge, drove the devils down the river, and sent dozens of mortar shells, and finally completely eliminated the devils.

The soldiers of the second squadron rushed up and slaughtered all the wounded soldiers of the devil, and then they knelt on the ground and cried bitterly, tears flowing down their cheeks that were full of battle marks, and there was a trace of blood and tears in their voices.

Tang Qiuli learned the news of Wang Shuangzhu's death, his face became pale, two lines of tears, silently slipped, this was his first childhood partner sacrificed on the battlefield, his heart, tearing pain, the gentle face of Aunt Wang appeared in front of him, and he seemed to hear her say again: "Xiaoqiu, after the battle, bring Shuangzhu back to me when the time comes, ah"

News came from Qiuquan that the ship had been loaded thirty minutes ahead of schedule, and ten minutes later, the ship had officially set sail.

Tang Qiuli sighed, it's time to leave the indescribable loneliness, Shuangzhu, you are my pain

(To be continued)