Qin Lang stretched out his fingers, grabbed the thing in his hand, and slammed it with his senses. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out, and the body behind him instantly shook violently, and the arms like iron pincers were immediately released. Qin Lang stepped forward and turned his body in the air with his strength.

"Bang, bang!"

The heads of the soldiers of the People's Army exploded like watermelons.

"Whew!"

When he landed, Qin Lang actually felt like a swallow, but he didn't dare to slack off, and after his right leg rolled over to a tree stump, the hot pain rushed into his brain again, making him hum uncontrollably.

"Look at Mao, hurry up and call Lao Tzu."

Seeing that Sun Cripple and the others were stunned, Qin Lang couldn't help but scold, fortunately, there was still a back flower mechanism on his body, and after changing the magazine, he immediately pressed the enemy in front of him to raise his head.

"Qin Ye, the grenade is gone, what should I do?"

Sun Cripple also rolled to his side, and then shouted in a hurry.

Qin Lang glanced up, but found that there were quite a few boxes next to the mortar. After changing the magazine, he ran quickly as he strafed, and sure enough, the box was full of mortar shells.

"Master Qin, we can't play with cannons! Do you want to blow up ......?"

Artillery is a valuable branch of the army, not to mention the Red Army, even the civilian army is extremely rare. But if you blow up this mortar, no one will be willing to do it.

Qin Lang ignored him and grabbed a mortar shell. Fortunately, the shells are 60 mm caliber, and if it is a giant of 82 mm, it will be useless. He pulled through the mortar chassis, pulled the fuse on the shell, and slammed the tail of the shell up.

"Crazy, you're crazy."

Sun Cripple was so frightened that his soul was frightened, and he was tired of feeling that this little calf's nose was alive, and he went to the battlefield to find the dead. Just as he was thinking about being blown to pieces, there was a violent explosion not far ahead, and then some body parts fell from the sky, making him bloody all over.

"The old hen who is still a special mother, hurry up and throw it to me."

Qin Lang grabbed another mortar shell, knocked it and threw it with all his might.

Sun Cripple also learned to throw a cannon and eject it, only to see a few enemy soldiers hiding behind the low wall, wailing and flying away in the firelight, he couldn't help but say.

"Master Qin, from today onwards, Sun will be considered to be obedient to you."

"Run! The bandits have cannons in their hands, run! ”

The continuous explosion, like the last straw, finally crushed the will of the people's army, and in the light of machine-gun fire, only groups of people were seen, stumbling and running. When the last bullet came out of the chamber, all that remained around was weak groans and staccato cries for help.

"Phew, lalala."

After Xue Dayong let out a few strange screams of night owls from his mouth, the whole person stumbled to his cousin's side. There was a hole in the middle of his forehead, and the blood had coagulated, and his whole face had turned dark brown.

"It was a blessing for him not to be sinned."

Sun Cripple walked over and patted him on the shoulder, and said softly.

Xue Dayong just sobbed silently, his right hand slapped his chest heavily, seeing that Sun Cripple was going to persuade him again, Qin Lang shook his head at him.

The miners who received the signal went down the mountain tremblingly, and some of them couldn't help but vomit when they looked at the dead bodies everywhere.

"Move all the guns to the mountains, collect all the ammunition together, and the wounded soldiers of the civilian army ......."

Qin Lang sighed when he said this, they are all compatriots but they are killing each other, which is really distressing, but who can say "no" to these?

"As long as the wounded soldiers don't resist, don't care, let the lightly injured bandage each other, and the ones who can't live come down to see the creation."

Of the more than ten people who raided, less than half were left, and the other five people looked at Qin Lang's gaze, only two words of worship. Because the civilian army suffered more than 300 casualties in this raid, this is already the strength of a battalion.

"The chief spares his life, the chief spares his life, I am also ordered by the superior, otherwise I will be shot!"

At that moment, a miner roared, and a civilian soldier slipped out of the pile of corpses, and slapped him twice.

"What's going on?"

Qin Lang asked with a frown.

Even if the civilian army pretended to be dead and escaped, after the battle, as long as the other side did not resist, no more violence could be carried out.

"This kid is an artilleryman!"

The miner yelled as he pulled at the collar of the Nationalist Army.

At this time, Qin Lang found that on the chest of the people's army, a cannon word was written in white paint.

"Do you know words?"

During this period, there were very few people who could read and hyphenate, and it can be said that every single one of them was precious.

"Chief, I know that the cannon is small, and the mine often fires cannons!"

The miner laughed heartily. But the strength in his hand did not loosen at all, and the civilian army rolled his eyes.

"Let him go!"

Qin Lang nodded and said.

"The chief spares his life, the chief spares his life, the little one doesn't dare anymore, so he goes home and farms, and he doesn't dare anymore."

The people's feet just landed, and they immediately "banged" their heads, and the muffled sound made people palpitate.

"You shot the cannon just now? Immortals, one hair in the east and one hair in the west, so black that Lao Tzu's legs are weak. Don't kowtow, you're still alive and well, you're a dead star. ”

The lame man went up and kicked him again.

"Sir, this ....... I'm also a two-knife knife, and I was pulled here after a few classes. ”

The people's army couldn't cry or laugh, this cannon was accurate, I'm afraid the head has already moved, but why should it be beaten if it can't be hit accurately?

"Pack up, go up the mountain with us, teach whatever you learn, otherwise Lao Tzu will let you go to the west."

With no time to do ideological work, this person is greedy for life and afraid of death, and the consequence of persuading him is to cry and beg for the money to go home.

"It's ......."

The artillery of the People's Army wanted to say something, but looking at the commander's pistol, intentionally or unintentionally, it was aimed at his head, and he was so frightened that he forgot the excuse he had just remembered. At the moment, the "bandits" can live a few more days, otherwise their heads will move on the spot!

Qin Lang, who returned to the mountain, ate a can, and the feeling of his stomach being full did not bring spiritual upliftment, but aroused sleepy insects. After arranging a few light and dark sentinels and assigning shifts, he tiredly found a foxhole to lie in.

Porsche is still cleanly maintained, and it is the purest school flower on campus, and it will smile at him. Oh, it's okay to hug, why bite your own ears!

Qin Lang jumped up angrily. When he was about to find the culprit and drag it to the villa outside the school. But he saw a familiar face, looking at him with a smile.

"Commissioner Mao."

I just wanted to raise my right hand, but I still mustered up the courage to pull in Taizu, who was standing on the edge of the foxhole.

"What are you doing here? Just call a correspondent, and don't scare me. ”

"What, you doll doesn't welcome me?"

Taizu pretended to be unhappy and said.

"If you win, you can go anywhere, and the battlefield must have battlefield discipline. Your guard doesn't stop you, and you're not afraid of punishment! ”

Qin Lang took out two packs of cigarettes from his body and handed them to Taizu, which he found during the cleaning of the battlefield yesterday.

"Hademen, good smoke, the doll has made a fortune this time."

Taizu smiled and opened the cigarette, took out one and lit it.

"Uncle, there are no outsiders here, just tell me anything!"

After Qin Lang finished speaking, he sat up straight.

"It's not good! Several armies have pressed over, and it is absolutely impossible to succeed in attacking Changsha, you Taoist priest is a hexagram, how to go next. ”

Taizu said with a slight smile when he heard this.

"If you can beat it, you can fight, if you can't beat it, you can leave! Ma'anshan is still in our hands, and where to break through the loss is the least. Huaxia is so big, there is no place to stay here, there is a place to stay. ”

Qin Lang's words made Taizu's eyebrows raise slightly, but he asked quietly:

"Tell me, that's the place to stay with my grandfather!"

"Rural, mountainous. Only these places are our world. Nowadays, the land in China is concentrated in the hands of large and small landlords and rich peasants, and the poor and middle peasants cannot eat enough, so it can be said that they have fallen into a desperate situation. ”

Qin Lang said casually without thinking about it.

"The little Taoist priest's pulse number is accurate, and you are half cured of the disease. Now the ranks are in a panic, and after several days of fighting, the losses of personnel are very serious, and if we delay the fighters again, I am afraid that we will all become sinners. I know you're tired, but there's no time left for you to rest. Twenty minutes later, you will lead your men down the hill and gather the troops of the city to stop the enemy. ”

After Taizu finished speaking, he threw away the cigarette butt in his hand.

"Guaranteed to get the job done."

Qin Lang said categorically.

It's not easy to fight at any time, it's like two fists slamming together, and the loser will only end up in pieces.

"Doll, now there is an epidemic of malaria in the troops, and the combat attrition is very serious. Your task is to hold off the enemy as much as possible and allow more comrades to retreat safely. ”

After Taizu finished speaking, he patted Qin Lang's shoulder heavily.

"Uncle, you also have to pay attention to safety, there is me on the front line, you can rest assured."

After Qin Lang finished speaking, he turned out of the foxhole, and soon his figure disappeared into the traffic trench.

"You must come back safely!"

Taizu muttered to himself, his thick brows gradually locked, not knowing what he was thinking.

The soldiers on guard looked vigilantly at the bottom of the mountain, and the surprise attack last night had made the enemy not organize an attack until now, and it seemed that they had suffered huge losses. But no one dares to relax at this time, otherwise they will also end up.

"Password!"

"Assault!"

Qin Lang replied loudly.

It's all a scholar's movie, and I don't know if it's useful. However, in the eyes of Sun Cripple and others, it is no longer possible to worship it.

It's called professionalism!

"Xue Dayong, Sun Cripple, come here."

Qin Lang now has more than 70 people under him, and they are exactly organized into six squads and two platoons, Xue Dayong and Sun Cripple naturally become the platoon leaders, and as for the squad leaders below, they are elected by the soldiers.

"Company commander, what's the matter? Let's go down and recuperate. ”

Sun lame walked over with grinning teeth, he didn't dare to close his eyes all night, and now he really can't stand it.

"We want the Empress."

It's a pity that Qin Lang's words completely shattered the soap bubble of this dream.

The lame Sun jumped up as if he had been burned by fire, and shouted loudly:

"This is pushing us into the fire pit!"

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The new book has just opened, asking for tickets, asking for collections.

Mo Songzi is grateful, and I wish you all paid leave every day.