Section 49

The stone took the lead, and the long wound on his waist and ribs was constantly pouring blood outward, but he didn't seem to feel it, as if the wound was on someone else's body, and he didn't care about the slightest bit of swooping down on one enemy after another, and the stone was as fierce as a tiger like a flock of sheep, and none of his men were in a flock, and the rifle in his hand stabbed and rolled, and one after another human lives were flying, so that the battle between the two sides had already been divided in a few breaths.

When Xiao Shandong pounced on the devil with a gun and panting, he found that this enemy was dodging as if he had eyes on his back, and immediately, more Japanese soldiers gave up the enemy in front of them, and ran back to the way they came.

Xiao Shandong lost the target of the attack, obviously a little distracted, but after he came to his senses, he shouted excitedly: "Ghost...... Son, the devil is running! The devil has escaped! ”

Xiao Shandong's voice was like a stimulant injected into the body of the soldiers of the national army, and the white-knives fought for a very short time, consuming the strength of their whole body, but after hearing this voice, those tired soldiers who could barely straighten their waists did not know where the strength came out of their bodies, and after shouting excitedly, they quickly chased after the retreating devils.

"Brother Shi, go, catch up, chase and kill the little devil!" After Xiao Shandong shouted, he was going to catch up with him, but in vain he saw the stone that stopped, and he felt a little strange, a moment ago, Brother Shi's consistent brave performance also made him full of fighting spirit, since he came to Songhu and rescued the stone, Xiao Shandong felt that he had a goal to strive for, that is, to learn skills behind Brother Shi, learn his unfathomable kung fu, when he can become an officer, then he no longer has to ask for food, don't beg.

The body of the stone arched down, and the rifle in his hand stained with the blood of himself and the devil also fell to the ground weakly, reaching out to press his abdomen, he seemed to feel his intestines slipping out a little, so he stuffed it without any scruples, and the pain wrapped his body at this time, making him bow his body and want to collapse to the ground.

Xiao Shandong was on the side of the stone, saw the appearance of the stone bow, and was immediately shocked, and helped him over, the target looked down along the stone's hand, only to see that the lower half of the stone's body was stained with blood, and the place where the hand was pressed was still oozing blood.

"Brother Shi, how are you, Brother Shi! Uncle Meng, Uncle Meng, Brother Shi is injured! After Xiao Shandong's eyes swept over, the whole person suddenly went crazy, he was at a loss, he didn't know what to do, but he screamed in a high decibel voice that no one had ever heard, the vocal cords were not fully developed, Xiao Shandong's voice was originally with the sharpness of a child's voice, this scream, it was really earth-shattering, the wind and clouds changed, and even the gunshots around were dispersed far away.

Lao Meng, who chased and killed the devil and rushed out for several steps, Liu Wenfeng, who stabbed the devil to death with a bayonet from behind, and a group of soldiers who were in hot pursuit, heard the voice of Xiao Shandong at this time, and suddenly changed color, and turned back in horror, and saw the stone that slowly collapsed under the support of Xiao Shandong.

"Stone, what's going on?" Old Meng's voice was full of eagerness, leaving the fleeing devil and ignoring it, he pounced here with his legs, where was his speed like an old man who was almost 60 years old?

"Withdraw, all withdraw, all withdraw!" Liu Wenfeng withdrew while not forgetting to give the order, now that their backbone has an accident, where is the mood to fight.

At this time, Xiao Shandong didn't know where the strength came from, the thin body burst out with unimaginable strength at this time, and he picked up the collapsed stone at once, and brought the stone back to the trench with a slight tremble, and at this time, Lao Meng and Liu Wenfeng also rushed back to the position, and surrounded the stone all of a sudden.

Holding down the wound heavily, the pain on the stone seemed to have been alleviated a lot, seeing the eager appearance of the people around him, he wanted to show a smile to comfort everyone, the corners of his mouth moved, but there was a huge pain from the wound, which made his movements become convulsions, and suddenly everyone around him panicked.

"I ...... I didn't ...... Matter, uncle, ...... quickly Clear your ground! The stone gritted his teeth and said, he didn't feel anything just now, this stop, the intense pain, really made him feel a little unbearable, which made him very depressed.

"It's okay fart!" Lao Meng scolded hatefully, turned his head and yelled at Liu Wenfeng: "What are you doing in a daze? Let's see where it hurts? ”

Liu Wenfeng was scolded, but he didn't have the slightest sense of annoyance, nodded with a calm face, and after throwing away the rifle, he went to move the stone's hand, and when he touched it, Liu Wenfeng's face became even more embarrassed, because he found that the stone's hand was very cold, revealing a terrifying chill, and he pressed it on the wound, but he didn't let go in the slightest.

"Platoon commander, let go, I'll treat the wound for you, and then bandage it after disinfection!" Liu Wenfeng tried his best to control his emotions, kept calm and said, and did not continue to exert strength in his hands.

The stone's eyelids at this time have drooped, just on the verge of hand-to-hand combat, life and death are tied to a shot, the kind of huge pressure of advancing or retreating, so that he involuntarily concentrated all his spirit and strength, and constantly thought about how to kill the devil in front of him, but after this pause, he finally felt the seriousness of the injury, and the departure of the devil was like unloading the burden of a thousand catties on him, so that he suddenly felt sleepiness in vain, and fell asleep unconsciously.

Of course, his actions fell into the eyes of others, and he was obviously unconscious, which made everyone on the side almost jump to their feet in a hurry.

Liu Wenfeng removed the hand that pressed the stone on the wound, and saw that the hideous and terrifying wound was displayed in front of everyone without any obstruction, like a baby's mouth, the military uniform was soaked in blood, firmly attached to the wound, the dust and mud were focused around, and the situation seemed to be very bad, but Liu Wenfeng's hands were quite stable, he grabbed a medical kit handed over by a soldier from the side, and found the alcohol inside. The wound is too dirty, and it urgently needs to be cleaned and detoxified, but there is obviously no place to boil water at the moment, and in a hurry, Liu Wenfeng can't care so much, so he opened the lid of the kettle on his body and washed the water inside.

Watching Liu Wenfeng quickly clean the wounds on the platoon commander's body, and looking at the series of actions, the platoon commander did not react at all, everyone's hearts were raised, and they were worried one by one, but at this juncture, what can be done? After the detoxification, it was wrapped tightly with clean gauze, which was all they could do, although the platoon commander's situation looked very inappropriate, but his chest was still heaving, and he was still breathing, which was finally good news.

After being busy for a while, the position gradually quieted down, and even the gunfire on the frontal battlefield did not know when it disappeared, but the news from the soldiers who observed the second squad position in time still made them greatly relieved, the position was still there, and the second squad leader and the deputy of the second squad were taking the people of the second squad to renovate the position and clean up the battlefield, indicating that their current situation had not reached the worst situation.

Lao Meng looked up and looked around, except for Liu Wenfeng, Xiao Shandong was still busy with the stones, covering his torn military uniform for a while, probing his forehead for a while, observing his situation from time to time, and then looking at other places, there was no one standing, near the "corpse wall" of the stragglers and the corpses of the Japanese soldiers, there were all crooked people, and I didn't know how many people still had a breath, and he was just in a hurry to get the injuries of the stones, but he didn't have time to count the losses and arrange the layout to clean up the battlefield.

Liu Wenfeng saw Lao Meng's movements, obviously also observed the situation around him, at this time, he couldn't help but roar with a straight face: "If you can still breathe, get up for Lao Tzu!" ”

On the side of the first class, there were five or six figures in a staggering battle, and the situation was not bad, but when he saw the third class, Liu Wenfeng only saw a lonely young soldier, his eyes were red, his body was slender, and the rifle in his hand was clenched, and he could see at a glance that he was full of anger and murderous aura.

"What about Wu Ming? What about the others? Liu Wenfeng couldn't believe the facts in front of him, the same battle, how could the losses of the two squads be so different?

The young soldier was undoubtedly Yu Longting, and in the face of Liu Wenfeng's questioning, he replied word by word: "Dead, the squad leader is dead, and everyone else is dead!" The voice was cold and didn't seem to come out of a person's mouth, directly dispelling all Liu Wenfeng's fantasies, the hoarse throat was not as full of life as in the previous battle, low but heavy, obviously the whole person had changed dramatically in the battle.

Liu Wenfeng looked at the position of the third squad again, and saw the corpses of the Japanese soldiers spread out in front of their position, there were twenty or thirty corpses, and from this situation alone, it can be seen the fierceness of the previous battle.

Seeing this situation, Liu Wenfeng also gritted his teeth and said: "The country is in danger, die generously, and die as it deserves, okay, brothers go first, sooner or later I will drag a few devils on the road together, and when the time comes, on the Huangquan Road, let's talk about the love of the robe again, okay!" ”

After a few loud words, Liu Wenfeng turned to the young soldier and asked, "What's your name?" ”

"Yu Longting" The young soldier's mood didn't seem to fluctuate, and he said word by word.

"Okay, good name, good person, from now on, you will be assigned to the third class, and everyone in a row will be your own brothers!" Liu Wenfeng said solemnly.

Yu Longting nodded, and simply said, "Okay."