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The Red Army soldier who was saved by Zhang Qingshan and the enemy who was pinching him looked up at Zhang Qingshan's side at the same time. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The expressions of the two of them were wonderful: one was naturally very excited when he saw the reinforcements arriving at the critical moment of life and death, and the other was greatly changed by this sudden shock, and his eyes were full of horror.

When the Red Army soldier saw that the other party was struggling and eager to get out, how could he let him get his wish, he immediately hugged the other party to death, no matter how hard the other party tried, and did not let go, making it clear that he was waiting for his comrades to come and help him kill this enemy.

Zhang Qingshan did not disappoint him.

Rushing over, without any superfluous movements, the big knife slammed into the opponent's neck, and when he pulled it, a stream of blood flew out, staining the Red Army soldier's body.

After pulling the Red Army soldier up, picking up a bayonet spear from the ground, and putting it in his hand, Zhang Qingshan held the knife in both hands, raised it high, and shouted "Kill!" and rushed towards another enemy.

The enemy was fighting with a Red Army soldier with a bayonet against a bayonet, seeing Zhang Qingshan roaring, he jumped like a demon god, raised his big knife and flashed with cold light, his heart was shocked, and he instinctively took a step back, and the rifle in his hand was raised, wanting to resist Zhang Qingshan's slash in the air.

"Dang!"

With a crisp sound, the enemy fell unwillingly, but before he died, he looked at the Red Army soldier in front of him: he was in a hurry to resist Zhang Qingshan's knife, but he forgot about his previous opponent. The Red Army soldier saw that the reinforcements had arrived, forced the other party to resist, and the middle door was wide open, so naturally he would not miss such an opportunity, and he stepped forward with an arrow and advanced with a bayonet, completing the typical stabbing in the bayonet.

"Thank you!"

Zhang Qingshan wiped the blood on his face and smiled at the comrade-in-arms: "They are all their own comrades, what is there to thank you for." Let's go! Kill a few more enemies. ”

Stories like this play out on the battlefield all the time.

On this small mountain, one or two hundred people caught and fought each other, but Zhang Qingshan's sudden addition of 17 people had a huge effect, reversing the situation and completely changing everything: first, these two hundred people had been fighting for a while, and at this time, when both sides were exhausted, Zhang Qingshan and others suddenly entered, and the time was just right; second, the commandos were all carefully selected elites, whether it was marksmanship or knife skills, they were masters, plus the enemy was tired, they had just entered the battlefield, it was the time of the dragon and the tiger, the role of these seventeen people can definitely let our soldiers experience the strength of the new force for the first time, and at the same time make the enemy feel cold for the first timeThe third point is the most important, the surrounding area is still shouting that reinforcements are coming, which makes the enemy panic, and the addition of Zhang Qingshan and others has steadily proved that this is not the Red Army bragging, which has caused a powerful psychological shock to the enemy.

But the enemy was on the verge of breaking through the Red Army lines, and with the law enforcement team pressing in the rear and officers in front to set an example, although they were in a panic, they did not make a big mess, and there were not even deserters.

The assault team is like a small stream, quickly encroaching on the dry ground, which is extremely conspicuous.

A few minutes later, when the assault team reached the center of the battlefield, the enemy was obviously a little panicked, just struggling to hold on. And at this time, the last straw that crushed the enemy appeared - the third company arrived!

"Da! da! da......"

"Bang, bang, bang......"

"Kill!"

"Rush!"

Hundreds of people were killed suddenly, and this kind of shocking change made the enemy immediately know that this breakthrough was completely hopeless, even if there was a law enforcement team behind him, even if the commander in front of him roared hoarsely, it could not change the depressed atmosphere of everyone. I don't know who was the first to turn around and flee, and soon, the enemy retreated in a scattered and hurry, unable to stop it.

"Stop the pursuit! Beware of the enemy's traps. Stop the pursuit......"

Zhang Qingshan and the others were enjoying killing, and when they heard the shouts from the top of the mountain, they felt that something was strange and couldn't help but stop their pace. Turning his head to look back, he saw that some soldiers on the top of the hill were raising their guns to shoot at the enemy, so they quickly took out their box guns and shot at the enemy while retreating.

"Why did you stop the pursuit? What's going on?" Zhang Qingshan asked a soldier back in the trench.

"These dogs are so insidious that they have a machine-gun emplacement there. Every time the White Dogs wanted to attack us, they opened the way with machine guns and small steel cannons, and then let the White Dogs charge. But every time we repelled the white dogs and wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to chase and kill, they would fire machine guns to stop us......" The soldier pointed to a fortification at the bottom of the hill, on which two heavy machine guns and several light machine guns were defending, and there were three small steel cannons on the side. At this, the warrior hammered the dirt in great resentment, and said indignantly, "Damn, if we had such good equipment, how could we let them run rampant, and we would have fucking cleaned them all up." ”

Perhaps to verify his words, as soon as the words fell, the enemy's machine-gun position at the bottom of the mountain was fired, and at the same time, the small steel cannon began to wield.

"Shelling!"

When they heard this, they all fell to their stomachs. You must know that many of the Red Army soldiers on the top of the hill are new recruits, and now they are so skilled that they can make such a reaction without being demonstrated, which shows that they have encountered artillery attacks on this position.

"Huh~!Huh~!Huh~!"

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The enemy's artillery reserves were obviously running out, and after three shells, they actually stopped firing. Obviously, their purpose in doing this was not really to bombard the positions, but to warn, or rather a deterrent display: to let the Red Army soldiers know that they were still capable of shelling, and that they would not want to attack them.

"This comrade, you don't need to get angry, you wait and see, sooner or later they will obediently give us these equipment. ”

Seeing that the soldier looked at him with some doubts, Zhang Qingshan patted the dust on his head, pointed to the enemy's position and said with a smile: "They also bullied you for not having artillery, so they dare to show off so blatantly." Hey, hey, it won't be long before they know how stupid this display is. ”

Indeed, after the enemy's artillery fired, they did not move, so generously put the small steel cannon in place, but stood up and pointed at the top of the mountain. For such a live target, for the Red 4th Division, it is true that the people watching it caught fire, and that was because the Red 4th Division did not have artillery at present (I later learned that the Red 4th Division had artillery, but the shells were pitiful, and they were specially used to deal with the enemy elsewhere - all of them were caused by inaccurate intelligence. Originally, I thought that the general headquarters of the enemy's Left Route Army would be easy to gnaw, but no one expected that there would be an extra regiment), but the Red 17th Division was different, especially the 49th Regiment, which had a machine gun company directly under the regiment, which was a heavy weapons company -- almost all the heavy weapons of the Red 17th Division were concentrated in this company. There are currently two mortars, two heavy machine guns, three light machine guns. As long as they arrived, in the face of such a live target, secretly aiming, the enemy's machine-gun positions and connected artillery positions would be difficult to avoid suffering.

Zhang Qingshan patted the soldier on the shoulder, and went to help transport the bodies of the wounded and the sacrificed soldiers.

There was no cheering, because they were too tired, and cheering was a waste of energy, and at the same time, too many comrades-in-arms sacrificed, so that they had no mood to celebrate, but many comrades still gritted their teeth and insisted on consolidating the trenches, that is, to complete the order, but also to prepare for the revenge of the sacrificed comrades. As for the transport of the wounded, it was done by a stretcher team of women, which had been prepared long ago.

On the small position, there were corpses of the enemy and us everywhere, almost covering the position and its surroundings, and the blood had already stained the earth, and in some places it could even be seen that the blood below had long since dried up, but it was sprinkled with another layer on it. Mutilated corpses were everywhere, and some even died with the enemy.

Zhang Qingshan squatted in front of a Red Army soldier, the lower half of the Red Army soldier's body was gone, his intestines were flowing out, and blood flowed down the slope. And beside this warrior, there was also a corpse, also without the lower half of the body. Zhang Qingshan could see at a glance that such an injury was definitely injured by a grenade at close range, and most likely this brave soldier died with the enemy in his arms.

The warrior still had a breath, grabbed Zhang Qingshan's hand tightly, and wanted to say something with his mouth open, but he couldn't make a sound, because every time his lips moved slightly, he wanted to make a sound, but he was spurted out of the blood by mouthfuls.

Zhang Qingshan looked at him sadly, his heart was panicked, but he didn't know what to say. It can be seen that the other party always opens his mouth, and his eyes reveal a fine light, obviously hanging a sigh of relief, and he can't tell the last sentence. In the end, Zhang Qingshan's voice was a little hoarse and said: "Comrade, if you have anything to entrust, needless to say, just point it to me, and I will definitely help you complete the ......."

Before he finished speaking, the other party took Zhang Qingshan's hand and slapped it on his left chest, and then his strength was relaxed......

Zhang Qingshan sighed, helped the other party close his eyes, and then touched the left pocket of the other party's jacket, which contained a small book stained with blood.

When I opened it, it turned out to record the list of the soldiers who died in their class, a total of thirty-six, and this was only recorded more than half a year ago.

But looking at the small book in his palm that was half soaked in blood, Zhang Qingshan was silent for a long time...... Although the book is light, it is heavy in Zhang Qingshan's heart.

"Don't worry, I will definitely hand over this book, and when the revolution is victorious, I will definitely erect a monument for you, so that future generations will always remember the name of every Red Army soldier who sacrificed. Zhang Qingshan sighed, stood up, and saluted the Red Army soldier who died heroically!

When he came to the top of the mountain, he saw the company commander Li Guowei, handed the matter together with the notebook, asked him to hand it over, and specially instructed him to record the name of the comrade who sacrificed his life. Then, turning around and sitting on the position hill, he took out his cigarette, lit it, and smoked silently. He didn't want to hand it over to his allies in person, but his heart was so blocked that for some reason, he just didn't want to.

Peng Peng led a few team members to find him, and they were all happy to see that he was not in a good mood, and couldn't help but be a little strange: "Captain, what's wrong?"

As soon as Zhang Qingshan said this, Peng Peng's excited eyes immediately dimmed, and he sighed, but he didn't know what to say, so he had to sit aside and smoke a cigarette: An old fritter like Peng Peng has long been accustomed to life and death, but every time he faces the sacrifice of his comrades, he is still sad and sad.

"How is the situation comrades?" he did not say the word 'casualties', because in just a few minutes, he had seen too many casualties on the battlefield, which made his heart ache and make him sad and angry, and he did not want to hear these two words again.

"It's all right. ”

Zhang Qingshan nodded, took a deep puff of his cigarette, threw away the cigarette butt, got up and said, "I'll ask the company commander when the general attack will be launched." ”

The hatred of blood should be washed away with the blood of the enemy, otherwise, how can the resentment in the heart be eliminated......