The smoke of gunpowder completely enveloped the small liquor station, the withered trees, the scattered wooden houses, a few fires, there was smoke blooming everywhere, there was smoke drifting with the wind, faintly, rumbling, sand and snow flying wantonly, staggered, falling, like snow, like rain, like fog. The scene is beautiful, as beautiful as splashing ink, thrillingly beautiful.

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Xu Xiao felt that he couldn't see the world clearly, and he couldn't hear clearly, he had experienced the feeling of shock waves, but he had never experienced the feeling of being continuously enveloped by shock waves. He was in the midst of the stormy seas, like a boat that wanted to shatter the boat, and even his body was no longer his own, and the flying sand staggered across his snot face, falling and rolling hard, still clutching his grenade, stubbornly crawling between the blooms.

He always said that he could do it, but in fact he knew that he couldn't do it, and that little congenital inferiority complex forced him to say that he could do it! He can't let others treat him as a burden, although it is a burden, if he dies, he is not a burden.

promised my mother that I would be an upright soldier, so that my mother could straighten her spine and be a person again. Every time he moved forward, he felt that there was a distant hill behind him, and there was a pair of teary eyes, looking at his back from a distance, so that he did not dare to stop, did not dare to look back, and spurred him forward, and then forward.

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Shi Chengmao bent down, strode forward with a rifle, and ran towards the stone house in the smoke of gunpowder.

The irregular waves of explosions around him made him stagger, and things kept falling from the sky, one after another, smashing on the top of his hat, his back, or flying in front of him. The young heart was frightened and excited, and he already had the feeling of liking to be afraid.

He is a young man who likes to set off explosive wars, and liking explosive battles does not mean that he is not afraid of explosive wars, but it is that love that stimulates him to try again and again. He always had a premonition that he would not die, because he had not saved enough of the devil's head, and all the fathers and elders of Qingshan Village would not let him cross the Naihe Bridge, and he was and still was, scared, and excited, so excited that he didn't feel the wound on his face that had just been cut by those criss-crossing rubs.

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The heavy machine gun was already overwhelmed, the barrel had long been untouchable, and everything that could burn fell on it and immediately turned into ashes and smoke. This is not a water-cooled heavy machine gun, its sustained power has reached its limit, the overheated heavy machine gun is losing its airtightness, its accuracy is decreasing, its range is decreasing, all the data that can be dropped is declining, it can jam at any time, or blow up, but it is still breathing flame.

The person who was operating the heavy machine gun was no longer a real machine gunner, and the five-person heavy machine gun crew, only one of whom was still standing, wrapped in bandages and grabbed Ma Liang, who was still frantically shooting with his rifle: "We have to stop! The machine gun can't hold on! We have to stop!"

Ma Liang was indifferent, the butt of his rifle was slammed back, his handsome face had long been distorted, the bolt rang, the cartridge case fell with a wisp of gunsmoke, and the next bullet re-entered.

"If you don't keep the machine gun, it's over! it can't fight!" the Heavy shouted hoarsely.

"What are you eating!" Ma Liang suddenly turned back and roared: "Look back, should it stop!

The tremor and noise of being around the heavy machine gun for a long time, the only humming sound left in the ears of the machine gunner, and he turned his head woodenly, and the exit behind the pillbox leaked into the light, and he could see the traffic trench, and he could see a limited piece of sky.

The limited sky was gray, the smoke was filling or rising, and the rocks in the traffic trenches were raining down, splashing the figures who were curled up in panic, and his numb hearing gradually discerned the endless rumbling roar.

He was proud of being a machine gunner, he loved this heavy machine gun, he fell in love with it from the first time he saw it, this machine gun was the pinnacle of his value, the meaning of his existence. Hu Yi once solemnly admonished him, this machine gun is air-cooled, overheating can only be stopped, do not fight any local methods of crooked ideas, that will not only reduce the life of the machine gun, but also may make the machine gun die immediately, never be reborn. Can ...... now It can't stop, and bet it won't.

The Heavy with a bandage on his arm walked out of the bunker and began to grit his teeth in the snow through the pain.

Suddenly, the water vapor rose, and the fog filled the space inside the bunker, and the snow flew up before it had time to turn into water on the heat sink.

Misty ...... Bullets were whistling, and there was a roar all around. Ma Liang's hands suddenly began to tremble, and they were so shaky that they could barely grasp the rifle anymore. Seems...... There was a cold stream flowing under his feet, which was gradually submerging his feet, and his legs, and at the same time gradually drowning a pale and clean face, cold to the heart.

The figure behind the machine gun fell, replaced by Ma Liang, who had dropped his rifle.

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Luo Fugui arrived at the southern end of the Jiuzhan Peninsula, and began to circle the east shore with a machine gun, he wanted to send a sum of ammunition to the devils on the beach on the east coast from the side.

When the target came into sight, when the bear lay down with one ear, and just fired three points, the rain of bullets arrived, and a devil machine gun that was advancing along the river bank because of the main force of the covering team was downstream to the east, and before it could reach the beach, it happened to notice that the bear's machine gun was firing in the south, and immediately swung away to return the color.

The bullet slammed into the surrounding smoothies, and one ear was so frightened that it crawled backwards and shrank back.

With a crisp sound, a steel helmet jumped up, fell on the ice on the shore, and continued to slide down, finally submerging into the icy river.

"Grandma's ...... I'm done! I'm not done!"

"Platoon commander, run, there's a small cannon behind that machine gun!" shouted in one ear.

The bear, who was staring at Venus, suddenly became angry, and he didn't care about holding a machine gun, and suddenly began to crawl back without his life.

Boom - boom - boom -

It wasn't just a machine gun that was left behind, there were also grenadiers, and the new fear made the bear forget the pain ahead.

Under the snow and ice, the bear is fleeing bravely, fearful and hideous.

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The soldiers of the second platoon had already crossed the river, breathing heavily, one by one, with their backs and forwards at a close distance, carrying rifles, and running nervously under the west bank of the liquor station amid the roar of irregular explosions.

Every tremor that fell nearby, and the sand and snow that fell on their heads, caused them to tremble or stagger with it.

These prisoners, or former bandits, can't help but doubt their own courage, this is different, dare to kill, does not mean that they are not afraid of being struck by lightning, no matter how they are also recruits, flashing, agitated, roaring, this touching symphony makes them feel too small, and begin to think about the difference between military bravery.

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The second company of the remaining platoon was crossing the river, one after another rafts were pulling along the ropes that crossed the river, all the rafts were heavily loaded with draught, and the icy water would even wet their shoes and pants, but no one could feel it.

All eyes were on the trembling liquor station, at the rising smoke of gunpowder. The veteran was nervous and excited, and the recruit was nervous and afraid, clutching the gun in his hand tightly, and encouraging himself in his heart with those words over and over again. With me, I am invincible, and I must not lose the face of the second company in front of the ninth company!

I felt that the river seemed to be extraordinarily wide, so wide that it could never reach the other bank, and then I felt that the river seemed to be extraordinarily narrow, so narrow that in the blink of an eye it reached the opposite bank.

The platoon commander jumped off the raft one by one, smashed the thin ice on the shore and waved his bayonet backwards, shouting loudly amid the roar of the explosion: "Go, go, ......go! Pay attention to the spacing...... The bayonet is deflected, pay attention to the predecessors ......"

The sound of wading water, the crackling of broken ice, hurried and hurried.

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The women's squad was preparing to cross the river, and they were half-kneeling in a row from behind the dead grass near the riverbank, rifles, quietly watching the hell on the other side of the river.

Surprisingly, these women, who were dressed in all kinds of training and messed up, were the most determined, expressionless or resolute, no matter how cold the wind was, they clutched the guns in their hands and did not speak. Others regard this place as a battlefield, but they regard this place as their home! A home that is slowly collapsing in the smoke of gunpowder!

In the woods a little farther away from the river bank, a team of fifty or sixty people stopped there, and the three companies of the remaining platoon had just arrived, and the opposite bank in front of them ...... They were dumbfounded, forgetting the fatigue of the journey, and did not dare to blink.

The first time I came to the legendary wine station, the first time I came to Jiulian as a guest, and the wine station was ...... Like hell. This is not what they imagined to climb the hill with three rows of guns. The excitement and anticipation along the way were all gone, and suddenly I felt inferior, depressed, and speechless. Look at the bird's gun in your hand, what role can it play in such a perverted battle?

Qin You, who had been organizing the river crossing, was now standing in the woods, and he was still shouting in a dumb voice: "You don't have to cross the river for the time being! You need to hurry up and rest, and when the team crossing the river runs out of rafts, follow me to transport the wounded." Stretcher over there, see no ......"

The platoon commander of the third company stood up: "Instructor Qin, it doesn't take so many people to transport the wounded. Let's ...... It's to go to the battlefield to help...... Cannon fodder can also be used. Let alone...... That girl is going to be on, where do you let us put our faces...... It's really not okay to break us up and make up for the units, and the predecessors have fallen, maybe some of us will pick up the guns and continue, okay?"

Qin You didn't speak again, his dirty face with a scruffy beard looked ten years older than yesterday, turned around, and quietly looked across the river, seeing that his small wooden house was looming in the staggered and blooming gunsmoke, no roof, crumbling.

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"Company commander. ”

Hu Yi was already standing next to him in the blink of an eye, and a wisp of dust from the roof was spilling on his shoulders.

"Put the second platoon, the second company left behind the platoon, and the women's corps...... Split up and temporarily remixed into two teams. Led and commanded by you, make a detour upstream along the west bank, and slowly advance from the west side to the front position of the devils. I'll give you Li Xiang. Remember, it's not a charge, it's not an assault, it's not a position, it's not a siege, it's a way to let the devils use reserves. After contact, you try to pull the two teams apart, the wider the battle, the better, you will face only one squad of devils. Stick to them, they attack you and you retreat, as long as you stick to them. ”

"But...... The East Coast is in danger. ”

"There's no point in it now, you don't need to care...... If the wine station is lost, you immediately retreat, get rid of it to the west, and go to join Wang Peng. ”

"I think...... You lead the team. ”

"If the bunker is gone, I'm the only point of support. You know what...... As long as you can succeed, even if you can't defeat the devils, they will be completely consumed by us. Consume it! Consume it until the wine station becomes flat, and the victory is ours!

Shi Cheng stood up sharply and saluted solemnly to the company commander.

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