As soon as Captain Song took a breath and replaced the shuttle, the enemy rushed up again, and the machine-gun bullets hit the river embankment, hissing like a dense hail. Captain Song threw several grenades at the assembled enemy one after another, and the soldiers also found the terrain and lay down to shoot at the enemy who rushed up. Grenades exploded in the enemy hordes with a constant bang.

At the same time, the shells fired by the enemy also exploded around Captain Song. Shrapnel sliced through branches, splashed clods of earth, and ping-pong fell straight down from the sky, pushing people to the ground and filling the sky with smoke and dust.

Captain Song looked back and saw that the military region and the old sixth regiment had already rushed through the open field into the ancient river channel and ran to the southwest of Yigou Village, and a part of the old sixth regiment also rushed over to participate in the battle. Captain Song wiped the sweat from his head, and before he could see clearly, the enemy's dense artillery shells were fired in a row, smoke and dust billowed out, and the explosion was deafening. Then, I don't know how many enemy machine guns were strafing like a storm.

Jiliu wiped his eyes and saw that our main force had not completely passed the village, and this side could not be withdrawn, and we must continue to absorb the enemy. He continued to direct the fighters to hold off the enemy.

At this time, a soldier beside Captain Song died. Someone unfastened his cartridge belt, took the bullet and went to shoot, and just after a few shots, he also fell on his back and did not move in a burst of machine-gun fire. Another warrior hung up, touched the blood that flowed from his chest with his hand, looked at it, gritted his teeth, tore the strings of two large grenades, and ran towards the crowd of approaching enemies. With an explosion, the enemy fell several, and he himself fell.

The team members followed Song Jiliu closely, cleverly changing places, scolding and shooting at the same time. Song Jiliu aimed at the enemy who came up, and shot a devil in the abdomen, and the devil fell on his back. Another shot shot at an enemy who had just gotten up and wanted to charge, and he fell to the ground.

However, the more and more enemies came up, they couldn't stop it. Song Jiliu saw that he couldn't retreat, so he fired the last shuttle of bullets at the enemy, climbed a few steps, and pulled a 38 rifle with a bayonet from the enemy's dead body, and wanted to use the bayonet. The enemy stopped firing and rushed forward with bayonets in their voices.

At this time, the sun has risen in the sky. The sun shone brightly on the enemy's steel helmets and bayonets. The devils roared and pressed up from three sides, and the embankment was broken. Our warriors and enemies mingled and engaged in a hand-to-hand battle.

Song Jiliu faced the enemy who rushed up and pounced with a bayonet. A devil roared fiercely to meet him, and when he saw that Song Jiliu was more powerful than him, he was so frightened that he retreated, and Captain Song took advantage of the situation to pounce on him with an arrow step, and with a loud roar, the bayonet poked into his stomach, and the enemy turned over and fell. Before Song Jiliu could pull out the bayonet, another devil had already rushed to his side and stabbed over, Song Jiliu roared, pulled out the knife, and stabbed into the enemy's stomach.

Suddenly, Song Jiliu felt that he had received several heavy blows on his head and legs, and he lost consciousness, the gun fell from his hand, and his body rolled off the top of the embankment. At this time, a cloud of smoke covered the sky, and the crowd of people up and down the embankment was chaotic.

In the chaotic killing sound, the devils' leather shoes with nails stepped past Song Jiliu's side. A deafening sound of motors sounded from the sky, and an enemy plane swooped down from the eastern sky, fired a burst of machine guns at Sangou Village, circled in the air for a while, and flew into the Yellow Sea with a strange scream. The enemy gathered from all directions, surrounded Sangou Village, concentrated all the fire bombardment and strafing, and the battle became more and more fierce, and the smoke and dust covered the sun.

Thousands of enemies surrounded a part of the Old Sixth Regiment and a small part of the county brigade in Sangou Village and fought for a whole day. After dark, our troops broke through, and the devils attacked the village, and the whole village was immediately in flames, with tongues of fire spewing from the windows, and the wind swirling over the village with billowing smoke. The devils roared and plundered their favorite belongings, shouting and going away in separate ways.

In this dark night, on the seaside plain, which was trampled by the enemy's iron hooves and covered with blood, the enemy's red signal flares fell one after another, and the sound of cold guns rang out sporadically. The ranks of the enemy puppet army galloped and wandered arbitrarily.

The procession of the devil's trucks, which had been several miles long, turned on the headlights and ran past like a fiery dragon, and the lights appeared and disappeared with a rumbling sound along the road through the woods to the east. In the dark and dreary wilderness, the large convoy of the remaining enemy puppet army cooed unhurriedly, and occasionally heard a few neighing horses.

As the night wore on, the sound gradually became inaudible. The wind also stopped, and the wilderness after the catastrophe by the old Zhu Ji River seemed unusually silent, with a pale white crescent hanging obliquely in the sky, and the stars were silently staring. The breeze sent the smell of charcoal smoke, Sangou Village was still burning, the faint flames flickered one after another, wisps of white smoke rose from the ruins, and the moonlight shone on the corpse of the hero who had just fought the enemy.

The breeze gently brushed the corpse and swept the ears of wheat with a mournful rustle. A wild dog ran along the wheat long in a frightened way, and suddenly found itself jumping on the corpse, and fled into the depths of the wheat field. This corpse suddenly twitched under the cool breeze, this is Song Jiliu.

Captain Song gradually woke up, feeling that his head was as painful as a pinprick in his head, and his body seemed to be pressed under a big stone. I wanted to move, but I couldn't, as if my arms and legs weren't my own. Something brushed his face back and forth, trying to open his eyes, but he couldn't, and his eyes were stuck with something slimy. Is it blind? He opened his eyes vigorously, struggled with both hands, and gradually regained consciousness from the numbness of his body, and his stomach and legs hurt like a knife......

Captain Song finally raised his right hand and rubbed his eyes. He saw the folded wheat leaves that wiped his face, the crescent moon hanging in the sky, and the twinkling stars.

Gradually, he remembered what had happened during the day, and he thought, "You can't die like this!" I'm going to keep doing it! I must climb to the village and find people!"

Captain Song reluctantly moved a few times, raised his body and wanted to stand up, but his legs couldn't stand. He gritted his teeth and crawled forward, crawling in the direction of Sangou Village, and his eyes were black from pain. He gritted his teeth and crawled forward, beads of sweat rolling down his face, leaving a blood mark as he crawled. He was flustered, dizzy, aching and thirsty, and had no strength at all.

So, lying on the ground and sticking his face to the black soil, Captain Song's hand touched the "Qiqiya" wild vegetables, pulled them off, stuffed them in his mouth, chewed them and rested for a while, and continued to crawl forward. After crawling for a while, he fell on the ground and passed out, and as soon as he woke up, he crawled forward again.

Two rows of tall poplar trees on the embankment of the old Zhu Ji River stretched their branches into the silent sky, and the poplar leaves made a slight brushing sound. In the grove of low sweet locust trees below the embankment, a figure swayed quietly, hiding behind the branches of the locust tree and observing into the distance, listening to the movement.

This person is Sun Lianguo, a militia member of Sangou Village. Right now, he's keeping watch here. Sun Lianguo can now hear the faint cry in Sangou Village, the sound of human voices and the sound of Ding Dang's firefighting, probably the people who escaped have returned. Sun Lianguo listened attentively. Suddenly, he seemed to hear someone talking to him in front of him. He held his breath in surprise, and the more he listened, the more he said, "Hey, who are you?" ”

Although the voice was small, it was very clear, and it seemed quite familiar, and I was busy looking around, but I couldn't see anyone. He was so frightened that he hurriedly crouched down and watched with his gun in hand. I heard it again: "Don't be afraid, I'm from the martial arts team." ”

Sun Lianguo's hair stood on end, and he secretly wondered if there was really a ghost, this is the soul of a comrade, right? He hurriedly spun around and hid himself behind a large poplar tree, not yet aware of the place where the speaker was. He crouched on the ground and watched, and asked boldly, "Who are you, but I'm going to shoot!" ”

spoke again behind his back: "You are Comrade Sun Lianguo, I am Peng Dacun!"

When Sun Lianguo hurriedly turned around to look, the two of them had already come to his side, it was really Peng Dacun, and there was Xiangxiao Station. The three of them didn't care about saying anything when they saw each other, and suddenly hugged each other. Sun Lianguo slapped Peng Dacun's back and said, "Aren't you 'heroic'!" ”

Peng Dacun said: "Confucius didn't accept me, I didn't expect us to see each other again." Is the captain back? What about sister-in-law and Zheng Xiaomei? ”

The three of them hurriedly squatted down and looked around. Sun Lianguo said: "Sister-in-law Zhongkou and they are all back. Ah! Sister-in-law Nakaguchi is awesome! Thanks to her, she led the cavalry regiment to rush out of the encirclement, and she rode all the dozens of horses that the cavalry battalion helped spring ploughing last autumn, and she fell into the dark, but she really practiced her skills. Zheng Xiaomei and Xiao Xiaoqin were encircled by the enemy to the village, and when they saw that danger was about to occur, the cavalry rushed over, and the enemy left the crowd to grab the terrain, and they ran away. ”

"Comrade Lian Guo!" Peng Dacun hurriedly asked again, "What are you doing here?" Is there anyone on the team here? ”

Sun Lianguo pointed to the ** hut in the river bay and said: "I'm on guard, and the sister-in-law is in that hut to rescue the wounded, go quickly!" ”

When Peng Dacun heard this, he pulled Xiang Xiaozhan and ran towards the hut.

( Biography of Chinese and Foreign Heroes )