Back at the company headquarters, Chen Qiao greeted him as soon as possible, and asked excitedly: "How is it, what is the task of our company?" ”

Yuan Pengfei conveyed the regiment commander's order, and then told the battalion commander Zhang Dabiao's idea, he wanted to hear what Chen Qiao thought.

Chen Qiao was silent for a moment: "Old Yuan, I can understand your thoughts, and the regiment commander's orders still have to be carried out." On the side of the warriors, if it doesn't work, I'll say it, I'm sure they'll understand. ”

Yuan Pengfei shook his head and said, "I still received this order, or I will convey it personally!" You go and gather the warriors and prepare for battle. ”

As soon as he walked out, a voice stopped him.

"Company commander!"

"Wang Dashan, are you leaving?"

Wang Dashan carried a Czech light machine gun, straightened his waist and said, "Company commander, I'm going to the commando of the second battalion, and I'll report to you before leaving." The Xiao Wang Czech style of our class is used well, and the quasi-head is stronger than others, so you can give priority to the company commander. ”

"Xiao Wangshan, I know him, you can go with confidence!" Yuan Pengfei smiled and patted him on the shoulder and comforted.

"Thank you, company commander!" Wang Dashan stood up and saluted, with a heartfelt smile on his face.

Some things are hard to say, but everyone knows them. A machine gun can play a pivotal role in a local war. Provide fire support to your own fighters and pose a great threat to enemy soldiers.

So the machine gunner is also the enemy's most priority candidate, sharpshooters, grenadiers, mortars, anyone can call the machine gunner, a tragic war down, a machine gun does not know how many machine gunners to change.

But even in that case, the LMG can avoid enemy retaliation by firing a magazine and changing places. A clever Heavy is always able to use his firepower and keep himself alive.

Wang Dashan has been sitting on the throne of the triple machine gunner for more than a year. There have been dozens of large and small wars, which is enough to show his ability.

But the commando team is not so easy to enter, this team is commonly known as the death squad, and it is good to say that nine deaths and one life. Thinking with his toes, which enemy would let them go, Wang Dashan was afraid that he would never come back, so he came to explain the future in advance.

His goal was also achieved, to leave machine gun fire for the soldiers in the platoon, so that he would not be gone as a machine gunner, and there would be no heir in the platoon to divide the Czech style to other platoons, then he would really become a sinner in the platoon.

And when it comes to killing devils, it's the machine gunner who is the fastest. Xiao Wangshan is his cousin, no different from his own brother, he wants to pass on his mantle and let his younger brother continue to kill devils with a machine gun. Avenge their loved ones and their entire village of villagers who were innocently killed.

As for danger, if you go to the battlefield to fight devils, no one will take their lives seriously. Every warrior has a blood feud with the devil, killing one is counted as one, even if it is worth dying.

There was no accident, when Yuan Pengfei saw the sick soldiers, they were sitting up straight and rubbing their bayonets, preparing for battle.

Hearing the regiment commander's order and Yuan Pengfei's thoughts, the soldiers did not show dissatisfaction, but felt a little moved in their hearts. The order of the regiment commander was taken for granted, and the care of the company commander was a real concern.

Liu Ke was the earliest of the ten sick and the only squad leader. The pain of the past few days has made his face withered and his body thin.

He bothered and said, "Company commander, we appreciate your kindness. But I've been sick for 10 days, and I haven't gotten better. If it continues like this, it will be of little use.

Company commander, my physical fitness is not enough to join the commando, so I apply to go to the forefront of the battlefield, killing one devil is enough, killing two devils and earning one, it is better than quietly dying on this hospital bed. ”

Another soldier also straightened his waist and said impassionedly: "Company commander, we are also willing to go to the front, it is better to die on the battlefield than to die in this room." You can also avenge your brothers, it's worth it! ”

"Yes, company commander, I'm willing too."

"Company commander, I also applied to join."

The soldiers were touched by Liu Ke's words, and when they fell ill, they were fighting against death. If you can die on the battlefield and exchange the lives of two devils, it will be worth it.

Avenge your comrades-in-arms, avenge your relatives, and avenge your dead fellow villagers.

Yuan Pengfei was also moved by their spirit of treating death as home, not people of this era, it is difficult to imagine the spirit of these people who are not afraid of death.

After a moment, he said, "Okay, I respect your decision. Liu Ke, you led them, followed me on the battlefield, and acted according to my orders. ”

Liu Ke frowned: "Company commander......"

Yuan Pengfei interrupted him and smiled: "You are not afraid of death, I, the company commander, can't let you compare, so it's decided." ”

Reality and film and television dramas are completely different, although they have been screaming and fighting Japanese devils, but after going to the battlefield, Yuan Pengfei became silent.

The smoke of gunpowder filled the sky over the entire battlefield, and the land was beaten black and red, with the blood of the soldiers and the credit of gunpowder.

The 772nd Regiment, which was withdrawn from the front, taught Yuan Pengfei a good lesson with blood and life, war is not child's play.

Almost everyone was wounded, and the lightly wounded were simply bandaged, and the mood was depressed and left with the large army. The seriously wounded were carried on stretchers, staring blankly at the sky. There are not many medicines in the base area, and once infected, it basically means death, and they have already embarked on the road to death.

When all the friendly forces were withdrawn, the fighters of the Independent Regiment bent forward, all moved down the hillside, and began to dig tunnels to move forward.

And Yamazaki, the little devil above Lijiapo, intuitively realized that the Eighth Route Army was brewing a more violent attack.

At the end of the day, more than half of Yamazaki's brigade had already suffered casualties, he didn't care too much about casualties, he knew that reinforcements from all sides were closing in on him, and with favorable terrain, ample ammunition, and close air support, it would be no problem to hold out for another two days.

He hoped that with the strength of one of his brigades, he would firmly attract the main force of the Eighth Route Army. When the anti-encirclement of the reinforcements is closed, there will be a flowering in the middle. Eat the troops of the Eighth Route Army in Taihang Mountain in one bite.

He longed to make a career in the Battle of Lijiapo and become famous in one battle. This was enough credit for him to be promoted to Wing Commander, and it also paved the way for him to become Brigade Commander.

At this moment, Yamazaki noticed a neck horn made of white iron sticking out from under the hillside, and a Japanese voice came from there: "Captain Yamazaki of the Japanese Army, listen, Li Yunlong, commander of the Independent Regiment of the Eighth Route Army............

If Your Excellency cherishes the honor of the samurai, stop shooting and walk out of the fortifications, and Commander Li is willing to engage in a formal duel with your sword with your sword........."

"Horn!"

"Horn!"

The Japanese snipers opened fire, and the tin horn was immediately hit with a few holes, and the Japanese interpreter of the enemy engineering department of the 129th Division was shocked to the point of numbness.

Not to be outdone, Yamazaki replied: "Your Excellency Commander Li of the Eighth Route Army, the contemptible people deeply admire the bravery of your army in battle, and I am deeply honored by your challenge, and the contemptible people cherish the title of samurai very much, and are willing to learn swordsmanship with your Excellency."

I can't duel with you alone because of military affairs, so I'm very sorry. If you can lead your troops into the ring fortifications, you will be willing to fight you in hand-to-hand combat. ”

Yuan Pengfei, who was bending down to dig with a shovel in the tunnel, was also amused by the two. What kind of duel, then why not use cold weapons to start a direct battle, the crowd tactics have long drowned his little devil.

The cold weapon war has always been a small warlord who occupies more than a dozen cities, and the army under his command is also 18,000. Like those large-scale battles, hundreds of thousands of troops are facing each other, and they can scare people to death at a glance.

At the same time, Japan did not mean to underestimate them, and those who could organize tens of thousands of troops could unify the whole of Japan. In a normal battle, there are dozens of people, hundreds of people, and there are very few thousands.

The appearance of the battle was almost no different from the fighting of weapons organized by two villages because of the watering rights of a river. It's nothing more than a little more armor and a little more professional samurai.

The earthwork of the first battalion progressed rapidly, and the Japanese army also discovered the attempt of the Eighth Route Army, and mortars and grenadiers came one after another.

A small part of it exploded outside the tunnel, but more shot into the tunnel. Two shells hit Yuan Pengfei's tunnel, and the sharp shrapnel splattered wildly, and five or six soldiers became blood gourds in the blink of an eye.

Even Liu Ke, who was following Yuan Pengfei, was scratched on the cheek by the splattered shrapnel, and blood spurted out, and it didn't take long for his face to flow.

Yuan Pengfei took out the gauze he had prepared for himself and asked the soldiers next to him to help bandage it, while he calmed the hearts of the soldiers and let them continue their earthwork.

This time they were not fighting as a regiment, and the little devils couldn't feel better.

Not long after, the mortar battalion of the 386 brigade opened fire under the command of the brigade commander. In line with the idea of becoming benevolent if it is not successful, dozens of shells in the brigade's stock fell from the sky like black crows and fell into the Japanese fortifications.

The fire was shining and the smoke was filled, and the Japanese artillery could not take care of the first battalion of the earthwork for a while, and hurriedly carried out a suppressive bombardment of the artillery of the Eighth Route Army.

Taking advantage of the fact that the devil had stopped, Yuan Pengfei encouraged the soldiers to dig quickly, and at the same time began to count the casualties and bandage the wounded.

However, the casualties were still surprising. After nearly two minutes of effort, dozens of shells caused 9 casualties, 2 serious wounds, and 4 minor injuries to the 3rd Company.

Looking at the entire battalion, there were at least dozens of soldiers who died, and basically 1/10 of the strength was wiped out in an instant. It was unimaginable.

A wave has not settled, and another wave has risen.

Yamazaki's old boy was forced to rush and called for air support with a radio station, and several Zero fighters roared in, and the machine guns were aimed at the bottom and ready to fire.