readx;? There was no more time to set up firing bunkers, and it was inconvenient for the heavy Min-24 heavy machine guns to move their positions, because the covering firepower was insufficient, because the vigilance was insufficient, and in order to avoid being conspicuous, this time Hu Yi did not choose to use the house, but set up the heavy machine gun position in a corner of the courtyard wall facing the southern suburbs, directly opened a shooting hole facing south with the machine gun, and ordered Luo Fugui to use the iron hammer he found to slightly hammer it, and the firing range was immediately widened; the bricks and soil inside and outside the right-angled wall were all over the ground, and the front courtyard wall and one side of the courtyard wall formed a semi-enclosed bunker. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The water filled the cooling cylinder, tightened the plug, and the last few drops of residual water slid down the machine gun and fell to the ground, leaving clear mud marks on the outside of the cooling cylinder; Man Cang left the bucket and looked at the standby heavy machine gun in a daze; Hu Yi took up the machine gun, erected the ruler, and finally said without raising his head: "Get out." ”

"Actually...... I...... Want to stay here. Man Cang continued to be dazed, kneeling on one knee beside the heavy machine gun, staring at the heavy machine gun blankly, because the machine gun was muddy because of the mud in the pseudo-army uniform: "I can fight devils...... I want to fight devils. I was just...... I ......"

"Get out. The handle of the machine gun was pushed into position by Hu Yi, this word was said very lightly, without any feeling, he didn't seem to hear what Mancang was muttering, his eyes had passed through the ruler, through the shooting hole, quietly staring at the open green in the south, the third company began to break through, one by one gray figures rose and fell in the green, panicked, embarrassed, forced to do so, gradually undulating into a line, undulating into a face, the gunfire began to sound.

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The sound of the battlefield was the most shocking symphony, and Maleonn ran through this symphony, climbing over the wall amid the whistling of bullets, staggering down the alley amid the sound of grenade explosions, and the blast wave of flying stones grazed his body like shrapnel, tearing his clothes, tearing his skin, and pulling blood stains. The third company was breaking through, and Hu Yi was covering the third company with a heavy machine gun, but no one could cover Hu Yi, which made Ma Liang feel deep pain and powerlessness, and he alone could not build a windbreak wall for Hu Yi to the north.

The position of the third company and the fifth platoon is located on the right flank of the heavy machine gun, and when they are in the town, there is no half of the platoon, including the platoon commander, they are stuck in a few houses and shoot sporadically to the south, and the platoon commander is designated by Xiao Hongying, who is meaninglessly anxious about the battle in front of him, and when he turns back, Ma Liang has just rushed out of a piece of floating ash and appeared.

"Leave two more than fifty meters west to make a sentry, and the rest will follow me to the north, otherwise the devils will soon come through!" Ma Liang's shout was still clear in the sound of gunfire, with anxiety and arbitrariness, and the gray face was long unrecognizable.

No one answered, no one was willing to answer, because this was a battle about breaking out, and everyone knew what it meant to turn around and go north to the town at this moment, and because Ma Liang was only Ma Liang of the Ninth Company, unlike Xiao Hongying, who was the little red tassel of the Independent Regiment.

The new fifth platoon commander looked around and found that the hesitant eyes of the soldiers were converging on him, so he tried to stand up at Ma Liang: "Company Commander Hu gave us the task of covering the breakthrough, and then becoming the rear team of the third company to withdraw and break the rear." ”

"If the heavy machine gun is gone, do you think you still have the life to do the rear team to withdraw?"

"Now...... I...... Also platoon commanders. ”

"Learned to do orders, huh?"

A certain soldier couldn't help but blurt out: "It is a soldier's duty to carry out orders." Three in a row is not a nine!"

The sound of the gunfire was still the same, and the crazy roar of the Min's two or four machine guns was extremely clear, suppressing the sound of the crooked machine gun again and again so that he couldn't breathe intermittently, and Ma Liang's knuckles that were clenched subconsciously became white, and he felt breathless, as if he was going to suffocate. Ma Liang is sad, not for himself, Ma Liang is sad, hating himself for still having a heart, so he feels that he is not as good as a runny nose or as good as Shi Cheng.

So, Ma Liang frantically pounced on the last soldier to speak, he wanted to strangle something, he could strangle it with his own hands, or he could be strangled to death.

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The corner of the wall was constantly being shot, and the outer wall was made into shallow craters, or deep pits, and the weak spots were occasionally pierced through the bullets; the grenadiers began to take care of it fiercely, and the house behind the heavy machine guns collapsed, and the courtyard was already in ruins, and the corner of the wall had not yet collapsed, and the flared muzzles of the Min-2 and 4-heavy machine guns were still spewing tongues of fire frantically in the holes, and the dust under the muzzles had long been swept away by the impact airflow, and there was no dust rolled up in large pieces with the firing flames.

Another fierce explosion outside the corner of the wall, the wall finally collapsed, the dust and fog, completely stained Luo Fugui's ugly face; his head was smashed by the falling bricks, and the bloody half of the side was not yet known, and he was vaguely pulling a machine gun cartridge belt, trying to pull the cartridge belt out from under the collapsed wall; he could not hear anything, only the sound of his own heartbeat, which shook with a pop.

"I'm my grandmother!" he couldn't hear himself, and the belt snapped and the bear fell to the ashes.

"Let's go. Let's go now. Hu Yi behind the machine gun staggered back, and finally released the jam in the chamber, so he pulled a cartridge belt again and hung it in the magazine, and then felt the ash in his throat and the hoarseness of his pronunciation, and began to cough.

"It's not going to be that good! I'm sure we'll be killed next time!cough...... I'm begging you, okay? We have to go! We have to go! cough ......" Luo Fugui also coughed in the ashes, and was as depressed as ever.

"I'll let you go! Are you deaf!" Hu Yi's hoarse voice became louder, he didn't realize that the bear was deaf, the heavy machine gun suddenly began to tremble again, the bullet casings were like a waterfall, and the bullet belt that was not handed by the co-shooter jumped and rushed towards the bolt, and it looked weird every inch.

The smoke fell, the sky was still the sky, Luo Fugui was still faint on the ground next to the heavy machine gun and looked up: "Boss Hu, I'm going to run, I definitely won't be able to dodge the next grenade, I know...... I want to live a little longer, you can't compare me to you, you can't ......"

He was talking nonsense things that he couldn't even hear, all the words he said were lost in the crazy noise of the heavy machine gun, and Hu Yi couldn't hear it, still numbly operating the heavy machine gun, continuing to support the battlefield, supporting all the gray backs away.

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Little Red Tassel has a pair of beautiful eyes because they are clear, and perhaps because of this, the world under her eyes is the most real.

She had already learned to lose, she learned it when she was very young, so she was not good at giving up, so she could still be calm in the sun, sitting with her back mottled in the dirty narrow alley, ignoring the blood by the wall, ignoring the corpses by the ditch, quietly listening to the machine gun fire in the south, quietly distinguishing, losing her mind.

Later, when the explosion sounded, the heavy machine gun fire stopped, and she jerked her head up to look south, and the mottled wall was still at the end of the dirty alley, and after a while, the heavy machine gun rang out again, so she hugged her knees curled up on her chest again, and quietly watched the sun on the ground, waiting for loss again.

Later, the explosion started again, and the heavy machine gun fire stopped, and she did not move, still waiting quietly, but did not wait for a new round of fire from the heavy machine gun.

Later, she was finally unwilling, raised her head violently, turned into a stubborn wind, and went south, leaving the mottled alley to continue to be empty in the sun.

Gradually, stray bullets began to whistle by, the closer she got, the more resolute she became, she thought very simply, she just wanted to die a little closer to him, and a little closer, her pigtails began to flutter in the wind.

Gradually, the smoke began to blow on her face, like a cloud, like a fog, swallowing her petite body without hesitation, she was more resolute, staggering and rising, her little eyebrows upside down, like a charge, a lonely charge......