After shooting the last bullet on his body, Private First Class Wu Jun patted Private Wang Yiyang on the shoulder next to him: "Brother, is there a bullet?" ”

Wang Yiyang took out a row of 7.92mm rifle bullets from the cowhide bullet box on his waist: "I only have two rows left, let's save some use." ”

This is the position of the seventh company of the second battalion of the first regiment of the Praetorian Guard, in the half-high skirmisher trench, Wu Jun, the deputy squad leader of the third platoon of the seventh company, and Wang Yiyang, a soldier of the squad, knelt in the pit and fought side by side......

The machine guns in the company had long since stopped sounding, and the mortars were silenced because there were no shells, and the battle had been going on for eight hours, and it seemed that only Wu Jun and Wang Yiyang were left on the huge Seventh Company position.

In half a minute, Wu Jun also ran out of the row of bullets given by Wang Yiyang, and seeing that the enemy had rushed fifty or sixty meters away, Wu Jun glanced at his feet, and the two boxes of grenades that were sent to the position an hour ago had long since left the wooden box itself.

"It's time to fight bayonets again, the old rules, five or five, you deal with the pile on the right, and I deal with the ...... on the left"

Before he finished speaking, several rows of shells whizzed past Wu Jun's head, blowing up the already sparse Russian straggler line without a trace.

A few minutes ago, Wu Jun also pointed to the dense enemy formation and said to Wang Yiyang: "Damn, there are three or four hundred people, why are they all coming here......

Now, the position of the Seventh Company is quiet again, and the so-called silence has nothing to do with the wailing of the wounded soldiers of the two armies in front of the formation.

"I'll go to the company headquarters to get ammunition." Wang Yiyang opened the bullet box and showed it to Wu Jun, but it was empty.

"You're in the same class, aren't you?"

A figure suddenly shook into the foxhole, Wu Jun and Wang Yiyang turned their heads to see that it was a young reserve non-commissioned officer, commonly known as a "student soldier", carrying an ammunition box on his shoulder.

"You are Sergeant Huang of the company......" Wu Jun looked familiar.

"Reserve non-commissioned officer Huang Chengming, when he first went to the battlefield, he asked two more for guidance." Huang Chengming's official dialect has a slight Hunan accent.

"Wherever we are, we still have to rely on the chief to promote more." Wu Jun's eyes were only fixed on the ammunition box on Huang Chengming's shoulder as he spoke.

"Do you want bullets?" The young reserve non-commissioned officer has a sharp heart.

"We're all left with bullet shells." Wu Jun said.

"Take it yourself." Huang Chengming opened the ammunition box, which was full of rows of bullets, and Wu Jun and Wang Yiyang grabbed a few handfuls like wolves.

"No grenades?" Wu Jun is not satisfied.

"The company commander has already sent someone to the battalion headquarters to get it, and I will send it if I have time."

"How do they let the student soldiers deliver the ammunition?"

"There's no one anymore, look over there, the company commander himself has become a machine gunner." Huang Chengming pointed to the machine gun position fifty meters away.

"Are you from Hunan?" Wang Yiyang asked coldly.

"Yes, Baling County, Hunan."

"What a coincidence, my mother is from Baling. I was wounded in Weiyuan last year, damn it, as soon as I crossed the river, I hung up the color, and my palm was shot through the revolver of a Russian officer...... The team that returned before the Spring Festival this year, my name is Wang Yiyang, he is my fellow countryman, and he is also my sworn brother...... By the way, is there any smoke? "Having said all this, Wang Yiyang's fundamental purpose is to smoke.

"Yes." Huang Chengming took out four "Meimen" brand cigarettes, and one person sent two.

"Come in, old Maozi is going to shoot." Wang Yiyang, who got the benefits, couldn't help but say something and dragged Huang Chengming down.

"You have the Order of the White Tiger?" Huang Chengming, who jumped into the foxhole with the intention of listening to the story, stared enviously at the fourth-class white tiger medal with copper tiger's eye inlaid with coral stone on Wang Yiyang's neck.

"It's nothing, my brother still has silver." Wang Yiyang shook his head triumphantly at Wu Jun. Wu Jun unmodestly pulled out the third-class White Tiger Medal around his neck and showed off: "I awarded it to the Beijing Division half a month ago, and so did he, you only joined the team yesterday, you must not know about the transfer of our brigade to Beijing a month ago, right?" ”

"I don't know what to do."

"Don't say it, you forgot what the company commander told......" Wang Yiyang covered Wu Jun's mouth worriedly.

Wu Jun waved his hand to block Wang Yiyang nonchalantly: "What are you afraid of, I have taken the hero of the third-class White Tiger, besides, this is still a battlefield, except for Lao Maozi, no one dares to do anything to us...... Okay, little brother, I saw that you were very good, so I told you, if you were someone else, I wouldn't say anything about killing me......"

"On the evening of May 2, our whole brigade urgently assembled, together with the artillery team and baggage team, lined up in a big lane on the barracks playground, and several large fires were burning around it, and then General Xu, who was still the brigade commander at the time, came over to shout, and after a while, suddenly a big man with a beard and a raza came, guess who?"

"Could it be Commander Liang of the Group Army?"

"Even if you have some knowledge, but you haven't guessed it yet, let me tell you, it's Commander Zhong himself! That's not all, what he said later made us lumps of wood one by one. ”

"What did Commander Zhong say?" Huang Chengming asked anxiously.

"He said that he would take us back to Beijing to carry out a secret mission, and asked each of us to swear to completely forget everything we saw and heard before the mission was completed, and that we were not allowed to discuss it internally or mention it to outsiders...... I swore an oath, but well, the generals are outside, and the military orders are disobeyed, and in the same way, the soldiers are outside, and the generals are disobeyed, hehehe, it doesn't hurt to talk about it......" Wu Jun pinched the third-class White Tiger Medal on his neck with his fingers, and was infinitely intoxicated.

"Later, we got on the train, the door was locked from the outside, the roof was also tightly covered, we were not allowed to get off the train during the day, no electric lights were allowed at night, and we were all on the train to eat, drink and lazar...... The car almost never stopped, all the way to Huairou Station, the team got off there, the whole team drove into the mountains after the roll call, walked all day, dug trenches on the side of a certain valley at night, guarded for half a month, almost until May 21 before retreating to Huairou, and took the train back to the front line, between the time did not meet an enemy, but when the trenches were just begun to dig the trenches, they found a lot of corpses wearing Wehrmacht uniforms, asked the commander what was going on, the commander asked us to not see, Just let those NSA agents in black suits clean up, and when it comes to those guys in black suits......"

"Those who wear black suits are almost like dead people, they are all zombies with no expression at all......" Wang Yiyang also came to be interested.

"Yes, I'm not in the mood to eat when I see those zombies, but fortunately they only dangled under their noses for two or three days, and the rest of the day was comfortable, and there was a first-class supply every day, and the cigarettes were actually from Hadmen! I thought I wouldn't be able to smoke Hardgate in my life...... As for who we dig trenches to deal with, it doesn't matter if the company commander doesn't say anything, Brother Yang, do you remember the strange planes that often fly over our positions? ”

"Remember, it's the first time I've seen that kind of thing, the surface is shining, and there is a long thing spinning on the top of the head, and a long tail behind it, and there is something spinning on the tail......"

"There are a lot of strange things, the above has drawn a forbidden area line for us, and those who enter the line will not be killed, and Xiao Xie of our company accidentally crossed the line because he caught a squirrel, and was actually shot by the people of the eighth company with a machine gun......"

The two were talking happily when suddenly there was a whistling sound, and the three of them hurriedly lowered their heads, and the shock wave of Russian grenades swept over the foxholes with muddy earth and sharp shrapnel.

After a few rounds of shelling, the three men raised their dusty heads one after another, and in front, about two kilometers away, hundreds of Russian cavalry with spears rumbled like thunder.

"It's the second time." Wu Jun said.

"It's the third time." Wang Yiyang said.

"I'll hear your story next time, I'll send ammunition to other places." Huang Chengming said that he was about to jump out of the foxhole.

"Walk slowly."

"No."

"By the way," Huang Chengming paused suddenly, "When Commander Zhong asked you to swear, did you say what would happen if you violated it?" ”

"Yes, those who dare to violate will definitely die, but it shouldn't be so serious, besides, is it possible that Commander Zhong still wants to install secret agents to monitor our little soldiers?"

"Of course not, how can the general have time to spy on the soldiers, then I'll go, and I'll listen to the stories of the two seniors when I have time." Huang Chengming smiled and waved his hand, picked up the ammunition box and jumped out of the foxhole of Wu and Wang.

"What do you mean by that kid?" Wang Yiyang seemed to sniff out something.

"This kid is very interesting, don't worry about it, Lao Maozi is here, let's fight." Wu Jun lit a cigarette and inserted a row of bullets into his rifle.

Fifty meters away, the machine gun operated by the company commander himself rang out suddenly.

Night falls.

The battlefield was as silent as death.

Huang Chengming walked to the foxhole where he had briefly stayed during the day.

To the left of the foxhole lay a moaning horse, and on the right was a large crater several meters in diameter.

Huang Chengming squatted down and shone a torch into the pit, and the two corpses were lying on the pit wall in a kneeling position.

"Dying in battle is the perfect fate for you, at least you don't have to die at the hands of your own people—just because of an oath that is too vain for you......"

The torch burst out a few sparks, and Huang Chengming suddenly noticed that one of them seemed to be moving, he thought about it and leaned closer to the man's ear.

"Let me tell you a secret, those annoying black suits are not actually from the National Security Agency, and their organization has a name you have never heard of, and that is ...... Haw Par Battalion, okay, we're even. Today's battle is over, there is no longer any danger in the division headquarters, your war should also be over, please rest in peace two heroes, don't blame me, everyone has their own responsibilities, and completing their own duties is the meaning of our survival in this world. ”

After speaking, Huang Chengming picked up a Cossack spear left by the Russian soldiers on the side of the war horse, and after a long sigh, the tip of the spear was aimed at someone in the pit and pierced it hard......