Huang Zheng looked at the two of them laughing a little inexplicably, Han Guang stopped smiling and said: "Platoon Commander Zhao, an excellent gunner is not only as simple as good marksmanship and careful observation, but also needs to have enough patience. You are too impulsive to do things, if you don't change, it will be difficult for you to become a good gunman, and people's temperament is easy to change, so we have to grind off your impatient temperament little by little, do you understand? ”

Huang Zheng naturally understood Han Guang's intentions, and he said with some embarrassment: "Yes!" ”

Zhang Shunshui glanced at Huang Zheng, who was embarrassed, and walked over and said with a smile: "Learn from our Han instructor, Han is amazing, it was personally met by Minister Huang Ke of the Central Committee." In the whole army, he said that he was second, and no one dared to call him first. ”

Han Guang said with some embarrassment: "I said, brother, if you blow it again, you won't be able to find a cow in these ten miles and eight towns!" ”

"Haha!" The three of them all smiled heartily, and Huang Zheng took out the cigarettes of the Three Fort from his pocket and gave them to the two, and also took out a kerosene lighter for the two of them. Huang Zheng is considered a wealthy person in the team, and there is never a shortage of good cigarettes and wine, but he is also generous, as long as he is a person in his team, whether he knows him or not, he will enthusiastically smoke cigarettes.

Han Guang, who was the first to light, took a puff and slowly savored the mellowness of this cigarette. After Huang Zheng lit it for the two of them, he also covered the wind and prepared to light it.

Suddenly, a sharp strange scream came, and the three of them glanced at each other, and the lighter in Huang Zheng's hand had not yet reached his mouth, and the sharp voice became louder and louder.

"Lie down!" At the same time as Zhang Shunshui shouted, the three of them looked for cover, and at this time, the roaring cannon roared, and the earth began to shake after a row of cannons.

"Hidden! Take cover! Zhang Shunshui and Han Guang immediately rushed to the command post, and Zhang Shunshui immediately grabbed the phone and yelled loudly.

The shelling began to extend backwards, Huang Zheng saw that buildings were blown to pieces, and the bloody officers and soldiers were scrambling to find cover, and the huge sound of artillery tore people's hearts, and Huang Zheng felt that there was no sound buzzing in his ears.

"What are you doing standing stupidly? Come on! Han Guang grabbed Huang Zheng and ran towards the nearest cover, and the artillery fire began to spread around them, but Han Guang's speed seemed to be faster, and he dragged Huang like an arrow off the string.

A group of soldiers were already hiding in the bomb shelter, and the dull sound of artillery kept coming from above, and the soil on the bomb shelter began to fall under the shaking of the cannon, and it was like collapsing.

"! It's not authentic, the little devil still uses heavy artillery in the city! Li Wazi, the leader of the third class, scolded indignantly.

"Not authentic! He came to China to do something inauthentic, hey! Our commander was too careful before, saying that he didn't need heavy artillery when he got to the city, and now it's okay. The other soldier followed suit.

A few soldiers also scolded, some scolded the artillerymen, some scolded the commander, and more scolded the Japanese. But most of them were still silent, sitting there expressionless, smoking cigarettes in a daze.

"Get out of the way! Spread out a little and let this guy take a breath! "From the other entrance of the passage, two stout men were lying on a stretcher carrying a soldier covered in blood, and it was evident that the medical soldier had dealt with him briefly, but to no avail, the soldier lay there panting, blood gushing out of the wound, and the white gauze bandage was wrapped around it, and in a short time it was finished.

The soldiers all dispersed consciously, leaving some space for the wounded soldier to breathe fresh air.

But there seemed to be a greater lack of oxygen here, for the wounded soldier's breathing was getting louder and louder, and he was dressed in large gulps, with a very rapid frequency, and his eyes were looking straight up, his eyes were wide open, but very unfocused.

"You have to send it to a field hospital, there are no hemostats here!" The medic said hurriedly as he did the rescue.

The black-faced man also scolded while rescuing: "Fuck it! Now it's all cannon fire outside, and it's blown up when you go out. You hurry up and think of a way......"

The Medic stopped arguing with him, and he spread out his first aid kit and began to treat him with all his might, but to no avail, and after a while, the soldier stopped breathing.

The medical soldier on the side was still busy there, but the soldier who brought in tugged on the doctor's arm, signaling that the other person was dead, and the medical soldier reluctantly let go, slammed the thing in his hand to the ground, scolded a few words to vent, and then sat on the ground.

"Carry it inside! A few of you come and give it a hand, let's get there, it's dead! The black-faced man waved his hand at a few soldiers, and carried the soldier, who still had some warmth on his body, to an uninhabited corner of the bomb shelter.

Everyone is used to seeing such a scene, no one speaks, no one joins in to watch, everyone is silent and in a daze.

The bomb shelter was surprisingly quiet, as quiet as a lake on an early autumn morning, except for the explosions coming from the ground.

Huang Zheng stood up and looked at it, and the black-faced man took off the steel helmet on his head, threw it to the ground indiscriminately, and found an open space to sit and smoke. He lit a cigarette and cursed, "Fuck! ”

I don't know anything else, counting this, this is already the twenty-eighth soldier who has died under his hands since he arrived in Shanghai, how many brothers are there in a company? died in dozens of days, and they were all young men in their 20s, so no one could help but feel pity. But what can be done? I really don't know when this battle will last?

The rumbling of artillery continued for several hours, and before the shelling was over, a staff officer of the battalion headquarters walked in, and after glancing at the people in the dugout, he said: "The platoon commanders of each company have come and concentrated!" ”

Huang Zheng stood up, and he walked over with Zhang Shunshui, Han Guang and others, and the people gathered included the black-faced man just now. His collar badge was a little blurry, but it was obvious that he was a captain.

After seeing that everyone was almost gathered, the staff officer did not sit down, and after skillfully clicking on the names of the company commanders, he said bluntly: "After the shelling, the devil's infantry may attack, and all companies and platoons are prepared." In addition, the heavy equipment losses were relatively serious during the shelling, and some firepower points seized the time to repair after the shelling......"

After the staff officer Lisuo finished deploying, he stroked the steel helmet on his head and asked, "Do you remember everything?" ”

"Remember!" All the people replied in unison.

"Now that each company and platoon is sending people to fetch ammunition, and the brothers who haven't eaten hurry up to fill their stomachs, it will definitely be a fierce battle next!" After the staff officer finished speaking, he turned to the black-faced man and said: "Stone sickle, there may be devils' tanks on the side you are defending, and when the time comes, prepare more machine gun shells and flat artillery, otherwise you will feel better." ”

The stone sickle pinched the edge of the steel helmet in his hand, nodded as he scratched his head, and then said to one of the lieutenants next to him, "Tell the brothers to prepare more* or something." Get more bandages and morphine, and your arms and legs will be blown up all over the sky, don't fucking hurt first. ”

The staff officer didn't speak, patted him on the shoulder, and walked straight out. The shelling was much smaller, but the people in the bomb shelter began to get busy, and Zhang Shunshui sent people to collect ammunition.

Sure enough, as the staff officer said, the Japanese infantry attack began when the shelling did not stop and the Japanese artillery fire began to extend backwards.

The commanders of each company and platoon were urging the soldiers to enter the combat position at the top of their voices. Soldiers with steel helmets shuttled back and forth, and the trench positions were filled with the clanging of wooden handles*.

Huang Zheng was holding a gun and directing his platoon into combat positions. This is a gap, there is a light machine gun near the ring point, and then inside is the machine gun position of the heavy machine gun company, Huang Zheng glanced at it, and the heavy machine gun company turned out to be a stone sickle.

Huang Zheng did not go over to say hello, and it was extremely redundant to say hello in this case. He picked up his telescope and looked forward, constantly adjusting the focus, and some of the originally vague shadows suddenly became clear.

Everywhere they went, there were Japanese soldiers lined up in a skirmish, and they followed the tanks forward in twos and threes. Unlike the Japanese army in the past, the tanks they followed were not the small and poor bean tanks of the past, and this time they were no worse than theirs in terms of tonnage and quantity.

Huang Zheng's heart passed a hint of ominous, he is Huang Ke's son, naturally able to access some of the highest military secrets, he knows the equipment of the Japanese army very well, this army advocating bushido heavy equipment is not so satisfactory, so in the development of the national defense force Huang Ke focused on the development of mobile firepower.

It is precisely because of this that in the early stage of the war against Japan, the Chinese army could compete with the Japanese army on the battlefield, and it was still in a leading position in mobile firepower.

But now it seems that this situation may not be as I thought. Huang Zheng kept observing with a telescope, he scanned back and forth, and stopped the target on a Japanese tank.

The Japanese tank was not far from him, and he could even hear the ping-pong sound from the tank's tracks. The tank stopped, the turret was also aimed at this side, and Huang Zheng, who was experienced in the battlefield, knew that the tank suddenly stopped while moving, and the biggest possibility was that the tank was about to shoot aim.

As he expected, the Japanese tanks began shelling after entering a predetermined position.

Bang! Almost simultaneously, the artillery of our army opened fire on the opposing side, the flat-firing guns and large-caliber machine guns opened fire, tracer shells constantly scratched bullet marks in the air, and the exchange of fire between the two sides began......

At this time, Huang Zheng did not know that this attack of the Japanese army would be written into the history of both sides of the Sino-Japanese war, because this attack was the beginning of the Japanese army's "spring offensive" and an important turning point in the Sino-Japanese war.