For those who lead soldiers, who doesn't want their subordinates to be as fierce as a dragon, as brave as a tiger, and a soldier king who can fight well? But reality can't be so perfect. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

At the beginning of the liberation of China, China had just shaken off the war, and the average life expectancy was only 35 years old. It is a miracle that a person can live to adulthood without illness or disaster, and it is a luxury to want to be tall and strong.

Zhou Qingfeng is 1.8 meters tall, which is not particularly tall in the real world, but he definitely stands out from the crowd on the Korean battlefield. As soon as others saw him, they felt that a squad leader of a sharp knife squad should be like this. But most of his subordinates are only 1.6 meters, and 'Douding' is the shortest, only a little more than 1.5 meters.

Whether it is height or age, 'Douding' is only half the size. Although he lied about his age to join the army, he was very proud of his identity. Especially when he was able to eat and dress warmly under Zhou Qingfeng, he was not beaten and scolded, and he also played the Americans on applause, which is even more magical.

But in the sharp knife class, Zhou Da's squad leader doesn't need to say it, there is no big thing he can't do. The deputy squad leader is strict and serious, and he is in charge of all the small things in the class. The 'old machine gun' is experienced and well-informed. Others have their own abilities. Only 'Douding' is a little clever, everything is sparse.

Although others don't say it clearly, in the army that only talks about ability and does not talk about sympathy, they somewhat discriminate against 'Douding', and feel that he is dragging down the whole class. Because of this, he has always wanted to find an opportunity to prove himself.

Usually with Zhou Qingfeng in charge, there is nothing to do to 'Douding' to express himself. But the tank that had just exploded seriously injured Zhou Qingfeng, and the other team members either died or disappeared. 'Douding' came out with a passionate stubbornness, and he wanted to blow up the tank.

Zhou Qingfeng, who was seriously injured, needed to replenish nutrition, and he desperately stuffed food into his mouth. The powerful self-healing ability is urging the body to provide enough nutrients and the digestive system to adjust to the most efficient working state, which also brings Zhou Qingfeng a huge hunger pang.

But when a U.S. soldier had only eaten half of his meal, Zhou Qingfeng watched 'Douding' run in the direction of the tank with the explosives bag. He scolded: "'Douding', are you going to die? ”

But this time, the 'Douding', who has always talked a lot, was stubbornly silent, and Zhou Qingfeng could only throw away half of the C meal he ate, grabbed the carbine and followed. If he didn't follow, the stupid little soldier couldn't even touch the edge of the tank.

Just a few houses away, dozens of U.S. troops who were responsible for encircling and suppressing the sharp knife squad were surrounding. They kept approaching the roof of one of the houses with the help of a tank. A machine gun on the roof was firing at him, but instead of firing at him, the enemy threw a grenade into the air.

With a bang, the civil structure of the house could not withstand such damage, and the whole collapsed. A few embarrassed figures escaped from the flying bricks and broken wood, and the American soldiers who followed behind the tank immediately opened fire and killed two of them suddenly.

One of the slain figures was charged towards the tank, clutching a smoking bag of explosives. The U.S. troops, who were hiding behind the tank, immediately shouted wildly: "Dodge, there are explosives!" ”

There was another loud bang, and the explosive package exploded seven or eight meters away from the tank. The U.S. troops behind the tank shrank their heads and necks one by one, only to feel a strong wind blowing in front of them. The debris mixed in with the wind became extremely deadly, and those who did not have shelter were immediately beaten and bled profusely.

A few seconds later, the blown things down ping-pong, building materials, flesh and blood. But the tank was fine, and the occupants in the car had no problems at all, except that they were not lightly frightened.

"Are those bitch bastards dead?" When the dust settled, the commander of the tank looked out from the turret observation hole, but could see nothing. The streets outside have been changed beyond recognition, and are completely a pile of ruins.

With a clatter, ...... tank commander opened the turret hatch and drilled out. He scanned the mess around him, turned back to the soldiers who were following the tank, and shouted, "Follow me up and take care to protect the two wings of the tank." ”

The rumbling tank moved forward again, and the collapsed earthen wall continued to crumble under the tracks. The U.S. soldiers were eager to see a few decent corpses, but all they saw was a large crater.

The crater was so deep that the tank had to turn to avoid getting stuck in it. It moved out of the way, revealing the American GIs hiding behind it.

At this moment, a firing point suddenly appeared in the ruins more than ten meters away, and a short shot knocked the tank commander on the turret into the turret.

The American soldiers behind the tank immediately concentrated their fire on the attack, and the gun commander of the turret was also furious, and a grenade was about to come as soon as the barrel of the gun turned. Without waiting for the shells to be fired, several grenades were thrown first, and the smoke once again obscured the battlefield.

The 'old machine gun' came out of the dirt, blood on his forehead mixed with dust, almost obscuring his eyes. The attack of the two anti-tank groups just now was completely suicidal, because no one had any experience in fighting tanks, and as soon as they got on the field, they found that the reality was different from what they imagined.

Without special training, it is useless to rely on Zhou Qingfeng's verbal description alone. One of the warriors was even overwhelmed by the rumbling iron guy and died in vain.

And now the two anti-tank groups are finished, and the 'old machine guns' are only the machine guns in their hands. He felt that he couldn't run away, so he simply held his gun and stiffened the tank.

"'Old machine gun', you stupid, Lao Tzu taught you in vain. Who told you to fight tanks like this? An angry roar came from behind.

The 'old machine gun' felt like he was being lifted by the neck and dragged away. But when he heard this scolding, he didn't panic at all, but shouted happily: "Squad leader, you're not dead!" ”

"Shoot me at the back of the tank." Zhou Qingfeng dragged the 'old machine gun' and couldn't walk after walking a few steps, and the serious injury to his chest and abdomen seriously reduced his physical strength. He could only push the 'old machine gun' and shouted: "I threw the grenade to cover, you go around to the back to support the 'Douding', that kid went to blow up the tank." ”

"What?" The 'old machine gun' heart said: 'Peewee' can blow up a tank?

"Stop talking nonsense, go quickly." Zhou Qingfeng's breath was heavy, he took off a few grenades from his waist equipment, and threw them while pulling the ring, "I'm not lightly injured, and now I can only look at 'Douding'." ”

The 'old machine gun' did not waste time, and began to detour with the machine gun in its arms. And the M4A3E8 that was close at hand was still moving forward, and several American soldiers behind it were cautiously rubbing forward.

The 'old machine gun' didn't go far, and after finding a gap, he began to shoot at the enemy behind the tank. As soon as the gunfire rang out on his side, the tank immediately turned its turret and aimed over, and the American soldiers behind him were also nervously spraying bullets.

In just a few seconds, an American soldier emptied the magazine of the 'Garand', retracted the tank and changed the bullet again. Before he could change his ammunition, he suddenly heard a wah-wah screaming sound coming from nearby, he hurriedly threw away his rifle, took out his pistol and took a rough aim, and then kept firing.

And from the direction from which the voice came a smoking bag of five kilograms of explosives.