In war, what I am afraid of is that there are few people under my hands. The result of the pen, fun, and pavilion www.biquge.info can only be a collapse of the whole line. This group of soldiers who seemed to be ignorant could be regarded as solving Qin Lang's urgent need.

Taking advantage of the fact that the shelling stopped, he led people to hurry down to collect all kinds of guns and ammunition. There is no way, it is not the regular army that comes.

"What did you guys do?"

Seeing that these people were carrying iron picks and other tools, they thought they were sappers of the third regiment. But the clumsy movements and panicked expressions all showed that they were a group of civilians.

"We are miners in Pingyuan, and we have joined the revolution in response to the party's call."

A bearded man replied proudly.

"Very well, now we have to complete a difficult task, to hold back the powerful enemy in front of us, to buy time for the main forces to assemble."

The morale can be boosted, and Qin Lang's sonorous and powerful words shocked the miners, and they completely lost the ignorance just now.

"Comrade, you can command with confidence! It is to go up the knife mountain and go down to the sea of fire, and our Pingyuan miners are by no means ambiguous. If anyone dares to run back, I, Xue Dayong, will unscrew his head. ”

The big man replied categorically.

Since he was a child, there has been no shortage of obedient people around Qin Lang. But he believes that once he has no money, he is afraid that none of those so-called "friends" will be left.

And this Xue Dayong in front of him made Qin Lang believe it. As long as it is needed, he will not hesitate to sacrifice. In the face of such a sincere warrior, Qin Lang felt that his face was only hot. If it weren't for the swarthy smoke to hide his expression, the scene would have been a little embarrassing.

"Dayong, we need trenches. Let the comrades dig out the foxholes first, and then gradually connect together. Don't dig too straight and take advantage of the mountain as much as possible. ”

For those who were in the era of the information explosion and usually followed the trend of reading military books, none of this is a problem. As long as you get through the initial panic, you will soon be able to adapt to everything around you.

The guns and ammunition on the positions have been almost collected. The next thing to do was to consolidate the defensive line and train the miners in basic military training.

"The first thing you know is aiming, shooting, and reloading, and Lao Tzu doesn't have such vain things as slogans. You must become familiar with the battlefield as soon as possible, and know how to destroy the enemy, just like scolding the special mother. ”

The battlefield does not tolerate elegance and affection, and whoever has more control has a greater chance of survival. The way of education is also very simple.

"Cripple Sun, you just remember three words, teach, practice, and fight."

Qin Lang didn't mind using violent means, as long as his people could live one more day.

Before evening, the position received a few more shells, but the People's Army had no intention of charging and instead shrank its troops into a ball.

"Dayong, call out the bravest and most reliable people under you."

Qin Lang looked at the bonfire of the people's army under the mountain, and the aroma of food wafted up the mountain, making his stomach growl.

The Third Regiment has not sent a single person up to this day, let alone food. Looking down at the messy South Gate Town, there seems to be a fire burning in my heart.

"Yes, Comrade Qin."

Xue Dayong saluted awkwardly, and was about to leave when he heard a cold word.

"Next time you dare to do this on the front line, Lao Tzu will break your claws."

Some of the veteran soldiers are good marksmans, and Qin Lang doesn't want to be beaten into a hornet's nest, so this kind of incident must be put an end to.

Xue Dayong didn't dare to reply, ran away with his head down, and brought back sixteen big men with thick limbs after a while.

"We can't sit still, we have to go down the mountain and surprise the enemy today."

When Qin Lang said this, he glanced at everyone, and only saw his chest standing up.

"I can tell you that this is definitely a bloody road, and not even a single person who comes down the mountain will survive. Comrades, we need to break the enemy's deployment and buy time for the return of the main forces. I don't force you to participate in tonight's battle, so I'll give you a few minutes to think about it. ”

When Sun Cripple heard these words, he couldn't help but get anxious. When a soldier eats food and obeys orders, although it is justified. But when most people hear about war, they don't think about how to desert.

"This death squad will first go to the ocean, and then seal the official and make a wish. Qin Xiaoniu's nose is shallow! ”

The miners whispered, but after a while, they stared at Qin Lang with blazing eyes.

"I personally lead the action, and if you want to go, comrades, put your hands up."

Qin Lang was the first to raise his hand after speaking, and then turned his head to look at Sun Cripple.

"It's crazy, it's crazy, twelve people do a reinforcement company during the day, and at night they have to take a dozen or so people down the mountain to sneak attack. This bullnose is completely insane! Crazy, crazy! People die and birds are facing the sky, and Lao Tzu doesn't want to fight after 18 years. ”

Sun lame muttered in his heart, but his right hand involuntarily raised to the top of his head. And at this moment, more than a dozen arms were also raised.

"Good. Xue Dayong, you take five people to be in charge of the Lewis machine gun, and two of them are responsible for carrying ammunition. Remember, when you rush to the enemy's position, you just have to shoot forward and keep running out of bullets. Five warriors and I used flower traps to shoot at all the recalcitrant enemies. Cripple Sun, you and the rest of the people carry grenades on their backs and throw them into the crowd as much as possible. When you run out of grenades, collect them around the perimeter and don't give the enemy a chance to breathe. ”

Qin Lang said this, and slammed his right hand into the ground with a fist.

"The first task is to knock out the enemy's mortars and avenge the battalion commander. Set off when you're ready, and take out as many enemies as you can while you still have the strength on your body. ”

Xue Dayong only felt his blood boiling. A few days ago, I touched the squad leader's steel gun, and I was scolded by the veteran, but I didn't expect to get a machine gun today, but I don't know if it will be taken back after the battle.

"Be sure to behave well, the chief sees that we are doing a good job, and the machine gun will never be taken back."

There were four drums hanging on his body, but Xue Dayong felt that the weight was too light, so he grabbed four of them and carried them on his back. Other people are generally like this, and even the head of Qin has at least three layers of magazines hanging on his body, and the pocket of the broken military uniform is also bulging, and it should be stuffed with bullets.

"Let's go!"

Without extra words, Qin Lang took the lead into the thick night. The bullet clips on his body made crunch from time to time, which seemed particularly abrupt in the night, but he felt fortunate that the enemy did not seem to release the sentry. He didn't stop until near the campfire in front of the opposing position.

In the darkness outside the bonfire, Qin Lang's eyes were extremely red reflected by the firelight. He had always been worried about being ambushed, but when he saw the Nationalist Army sleeping crookedly, his heart fell into his stomach. The raised right hand waved down fiercely.

"Thorn thorn!"

The strange sound of Lewis's machine gun instantly rang out, as if a group of poisonous snakes were spitting out letters.

The sweet people's army, who was still asleep just now, opened his eyes in a daze. I only felt a hot wind sweep through my body, and then flew quickly into the distance, and soon there was a howl of pain.

"Sneak attack!"

These two words flashed in the minds of countless people, and they only stood up slightly, and the sharp pain instantly pierced into their minds, and they just wanted to let out a wail. The wave of air generated by the explosion directly pushed the body into the air.

"Da-da-da-da."

Qin Lang's flower machine never stopped shooting, and after hitting one magazine in a few seconds, he changed to another. This action goes from unfamiliar to familiar, that is, a matter of three or five magazines. Soon the temperature of the gunpowder made the barrel bright red, so the other submachine gun on his back was used.

Under this stormy blow, the people's army immediately collapsed. Those who knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, those who turned around to flee for their lives, and those who struggled and moaned, turned the quiet mountain forest just now into a Shura field.

"Organize a counterattack, organize a counterattack quickly."

A civilian army officer, brandishing a pistol in his hand, tried to organize resistance, and he had already judged that the other side did not have many personnel, and relied on the weapons in his hands. If you don't retreat now, once the opponent's bullets are exhausted, this surprise attack will be considered a failure.

"Thorn sting."

Xue Dayong was a shuttle at him, and in an instant, the officer was like a leaky water bag, shooting out streams of blood everywhere.

There was another crisp sound, Xue Dayong reached out and pulled out the drum and threw it away, casually pulled out the drum he was carrying and put it on the gun magazine, and soon the strange gunfire rang out again. It's just that this time the "chorus" is much thinner, and when I look back, a few comrades-in-arms around me have fallen in a pool of blood, and one of them is still a cousin who has played since childhood.

"Kill!"

The tears blurred his eyes instantly, but he didn't reach out to wipe them away, just let them flow freely on his face, leaving only bitterness on his lips.

"Where are the mortars?"

Sun Cripple's extraordinary eyesight was greatly exerted, he threw the grenade as quickly as possible, and then kept searching for ammunition on the enemy's body nearby, but unexpectedly, there was a barrel diagonally inserted in a corner.

"Da-da-da-da."

Qin Lang knocked over a few of the civilian soldiers who pounced on him with a shuttle, and just as he was changing his magazine, an enemy who pretended to be dead jumped up and grabbed his arms tightly. Perhaps it was a matter of life and death, and the enemy soldier exerted all his strength, making Qin Lang, who had struggled several times, feel breathless.

"The bandit leader is here, the bandit leader is here, and I caught it."

The enemy soldier felt that the prey in his hand was struggling weaker and weaker, and he yelled excitedly, and Sun Cripple and the others were stunned by this sudden blow, and they actually stopped their movements for a while.

"Bang, bang."

At this moment, the soldiers of the People's Army, who had just panicked on the road, had come back to their senses and raised their weapons one after another to counterattack. In an instant, three or four of Qin Lang's comrades-in-arms fell, and the rest hurriedly hid behind cover.

"Hit, beat him."

Seeing Qin Lang gradually losing his strength, Sun Cripple reached out and took off the rifle behind him, but looking at the two people on the sight, shaking violently, his hands couldn't help but tremble.

Qin Lang only felt anxious at this moment, once the attack was contained, it would become a tough battle, and they who were at a numerical disadvantage could not withstand such consumption at all. Thinking of this, he used his last bit of strength to slam his right elbow under the opponent's ribs.

"Click!"

The sound of bones shattering was clearly heard in the ears, but the enemy behind him only took a few deep breaths, and the strength of his arms became stronger and stronger.

Qin Lang only felt a blackness in front of him, his right hand hung down weakly, and his fingers touched something suddenly.

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