To the east of Xima's house, Hu Lian took the main force of the 66th Regiment and the heavy mortar platoon assigned to him, and the engineer company was marching in a hurry; The West Horse Mansion has already started, and the three battalions he didn't want to attack suffered heavy casualties because of the firepower and troops!

"Quick! Come on! ”

Hu Lian shouted anxiously, the troops he led carried too many heavy machine guns, ammunition, mortars and other things, and the marching speed could not be compared with the three battalions advancing lightly.

"Report!"

"The third battalion has captured Xima House, and the casualties are not large, please ask for instructions for the next step!"

The communication soldier ran closer, Hu Lian looked at the kicked communication soldier in surprise, he really couldn't believe it! From the time the gunshots rang out to now, not even half an hour, and it's over? When did the devil fight so well?

"The Death Company and Camp Commander Wang launched a surprise attack on the Xima Mansion together,......"

The communication soldier recounted the battle in detail, and Hu Lian kept nodding, it turned out that this was the case.

"Let Battalion Commander Wang wait in place, sort out the ammunition, and prevent the devil's counterattack, I will arrive immediately with the 66th Regiment."

Hu Lian groaned and gave an order, not that Hu Lian didn't want to raid anymore, but that the sound of the gun had lost the meaning of the raid, and I am afraid that now the devils in the entire Luodian are already in full array!

On the periphery of the Xima Mansion, the brothers of the Death Company left more than a dozen brothers to guard their positions, and the rest of the brothers were looking for their lost brothers all over the mountains, and those who died in battle had to bring back the corpses, and the injured had to be carried back to the rear for treatment.

Wang Zhongbin left the Dare to Die Company outside, not because he was jealous of their military exploits, he wanted to reward these outlaw brothers and let them clean up the battlefield, and the devil should have good things on him.

Cigarettes, lunch boxes, grenades and other conventional things are the favorite of the brothers in the national army, not to mention that some devils still have scarce goods such as watches, pocket watches, and binoculars, and those who can scavenge the ocean and gold are even more lucky.

"Feng Yi, for you, the devil's lunch box!"

Li Chenglin was holding two bloody lunch boxes in his right hand, and he was dragging a few devils' armed belts on his left hand.

"Keep it for yourself! I don't want it! ”

Feng Yi felt disgusted when he looked at the bloody thing, and frowned and refused.

"Don't worry, the devil's lunch box is a good thing, don't look at the bloody outside, it's clean inside? Take one? It's so much better than our multigrain cakes! ”

Li Chenglin said with a smile,

"No need, you enjoy it slowly, I'll go over there and take a rest, remember to call me if you have any situation!"

Feng Yi pointed to the crater next to him, he was afraid that this veteran would see his discomfort and leave tiredly!

"It's really a little tired, eat something, and I'm also stunned!"

Li Chenglin muttered, turned on the kettle, began to wash the blood stains on the outside of the lunch box, and then opened the food with relish.

The devil's field lunch box is a good thing, and there are not only staple foods such as nigiri rice balls and biscuits, but also various snacks such as candy and persimmons.

The brothers of the Death Company who got the field lunch box squatted in the trenches one by one to eat with relish, and even shared a lunch box with the brothers who did not get the lunch box, except for Feng Yi, of course, who had already hidden in the bomb crater next to him and closed his eyes......

In the high-speed march, the 66th Regiment marched at high speed with a platoon of heavy mortars assigned to itself, and the heavy mortars of the national army were equipped with very powerful 150mm caliber mortars in this era, which is the heavy firepower that belongs to the elite of the lineage!

And inside the Xima Mansion, Wang Zhongbin, who had cleared the remnants, quickly cleaned up the stubborn devils, and now he is also waiting for new orders, for the next target, Zhou's house, less than a kilometer in front of them, the guns have been ringing for so long, the devils must be ready now, the strength of a battalion, without the cooperation of artillery, Wang Zhongbin does not dare to act rashly now!

Inside the half-collapsed house, a pile of firewood crackled and burned, and the devil's iron kettle was piled up in a mess, and the brothers were boiling hot water in this way.

"Whew, Whew, Whew......"

In a short gap, the brothers of the third battalion directly held their guns, and fell asleep with whatever they wanted, orange flames shining on their fleshless faces, and their fists were rifles clenched in both hands.

The tired and sleepy brothers curled up and slept soundly, running and fighting day and night made their spirits and bodies unbearable, and from the beginning of entering the Songhu battlefield, the 11th Division was always on the road of fighting and preparing for battle.

"Battalion commander!"

Of course, there are those who have not slept, and this is the responsibility of the junior officers, waiting for the military order to be issued at all times; The platoon commander sitting on the edge of the ruins saw Wang Zhongbin coming over, stood up and raised his tired hands in salute.

"Asleep?"

Wang Zhongbin pointed to the fire next to him.

"The brothers are too tired, I'll wake them up now!" The platoon commander explained anxiously.

"No, there is no order for the time being, you should also take a break!"

Wang Zhongbin waved his hand to stop the platoon commander's movements.

"Thank you, sir!"

The platoon commander saluted and thanked Wang Zhongbin in this way.

"Let's go! Let's go outside and wait for the heralds! ”

Wang Zhongbin's voice was helpless, and the two guards behind him tightened the rifles on their backs and followed Wang Zhongbin's movements on foot.

Wang Zhongbin was lucky, since he entered the Songhu battlefield, he has not been injured, but as he has been fighting with three battalions, of course he knows that these brothers are almost at the limit, and now they have become tired soldiers, if it is not a heavy combat mission, he will now order the troops to repair urgently, even if it is a few hours.

Beside the burning fire, a brother sat on the ground, removing the strip of cloth that was already slimy from his shoulder, and a brother was carefully taking off his military uniform for him.

"Yikes!"

The wounded brother gritted his teeth and endured unspeakable pain, and the wound of the flesh turned out had been exposed, which was the mark left by the devil's bayonet, and if it wasn't for the good skills of this brother, he might have pierced his chest, and now, although the wound of the valgus was several millimeters deep, it was the best ending.

"Squad leader, are you really not going to the wounded barracks? Why do you suffer this sin! A large and small Ouno asked, holding a reddish firewood with a frown.

"That's right! Squad leader, isn't this finding fault for yourself? How painful this is! ”

The corners of the brother's mouth twitched, and the thought of burning his own flesh with hot wood made him tremble.

"Come on! I can't help it! ”

The wounded soldier, half-seated on the ground, shoved a rag into his mouth and closed his eyes.

"Do you want to get it?"

The brother holding the firewood hesitated and asked the brother next to him.

"The squad leader asked for it himself, get it!"

Several brothers gathered around, two people held their legs, two people controlled his arms, and the squad leader closed his eyes tightly, never moving!

"Zizi ......"

The burning red firewood scalded towards the tumbling wound, and the hot firewood made a sizzling sound when it came into contact with the wound, and the green smoke curled up......