The smoke of the grenade had not yet dissipated, and the devils crawling on the ground were four-legged and frantically climbed towards the position of the Chinese defenders.

"Just climb another twenty meters and you'll win!"

The devil's military cao encouraged the brave soldiers, and climbed forward one by one!

"What about machine guns, machine guns? Shoot at the labor-capital, and the rest of the people, continue to skim the grenades! Don't be stunned! ”

Zhao Liang roared, now there is no other way, only to block the devil first, if the devil really rushes into the thirty meters, then there is no way, just fight with the devil.

"Dead, dead......"

"Da Da Da ......"

The big man muttered in his mouth, frantically pulling the Czech trigger, and a series of bullets sprayed at the crawling devil on the ground.

"Tweet ......"

"Puff puff ......"

Not all machine gun bullets can hit devils, but an old machine gunner will definitely not let the bullets fail to hit people, and the devils crawling on the ground lay down a few more in this wave of machine gun bullet rain!

"Boom, boom, boom......"

"Da Da Da ......"

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

The crooked handles, the Czechs, the 92 style, and the 24 people are roaring, and the devil's grenadiers are also constantly firing, and there are people sleeping here forever every minute and every second inside and outside the position, and the position of the first company is precarious......

"Rush!"

In the rear of the company's position, shouts were heard, and dozens of people emerged from the rear of the position, poured into the traffic trench, and rushed to the trench frantically......

"Brethren, here are our reinforcements!"

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

"Da Da Da ......"

Dozens of brothers who poured into the trenches immediately fired, and the treatment of the Central Army lineage was reflected, and another Czech army joined the battlefield.

"Company Commander Zhao, the battalion commander asked me to tell you that before dark, we were the last reinforcements, and now I accept your command!"

A man's voice sounded, reporting the situation to Zhao Liang.

"How many people are there in your triple company? Where's your company commander? ”

Zhao Liang asked anxiously.

"The remaining fifty-three brothers of the Third Company are all here, and I am the acting company commander Song Feng." The officer, dressed in a soldier's uniform, replied while shooting with a medium-sized rifle.

"There are only more than fifty brothers left in the company, and together we are one company." Zhao Liang gritted his teeth, and thanked his battalion commander in his heart, the third company should be the last mobile force in the hands of the battalion commander, and the battalion commander has all taken pictures, as for the most complete second company, it is now under the direct command of the regiment headquarters.

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

"Poof, poof, poof......"

The more the pouting devil crawled forward, the more they died, and the point was that the cheers from the position made them resentful.

"Doodoo ......"

Two hundred meters away, the devil's copper whistle sounded, and the devils crawling on the ground were relieved, and hurriedly turned around and crawled backwards one by one, and the devils finally decided to stop attacking.

"Company Commander Zhao, do you want to chase or not?" Song Feng's inquiring voice sounded, the devil retreated, shouldn't he rush out of the trench to pursue the devil and expand the results as much as possible?

"Chase a fart, two hundred meters, you pay attention, where is the devil's machine gun position. The devils opposite us have two Type 92 infantry guns, and the devils of at least one squadron will be sent to death if they chase them out! ”

Zhao Liang replied, then pulled the bolt of the gun and shot desperately, trying to keep as many devils as possible.

"Everyone, retract into the trenches, organize the ammunition, and rescue the wounded! Company Commander Song, you send a squad to monitor the devils on the opposite side, the devils have heavy machine guns, grenadiers and infantry guns, you be careful! ”

After Zhao Liang finished shouting, he retracted his trench and bent down and ran towards the place where Feng Yi was......

"How? Have you slowed down? ”

Looking at Feng Yi, who was half-lying on the edge of the trench with his eyes closed, Zhao Liang showed deep concern.

"It's still like that, I want to vomit when I aim!"

Feng Yi shook his head, closed his eyes and didn't want to move.

"You were blown up by the devil's shell, and you blew up your brain, go down and rest, let the logistics people get you some sugar and salt water, and sleep again, it should be fine! Go down with the wounded soldiers and take a break!"

Zhao Liang commanded,

"The devil's infantry artillery movement is in place, the heavy machine gun has to be dragged out of the bunker, you better have a spare bunker!"

Feng Yi opened his eyes, bent over, and began to retreat to the rear along the traffic trench, and walked a few steps back to remind Zhao Liang that he was really uncomfortable.

"Okay, got it, let's go! Before the devil attacks!" Zhao Liang waved his hand, signaling that he didn't have to worry so much.

"Where are you hurt?"

As soon as he entered the wounded barracks of the 11th Division, a nurse looked at Feng Ye with disgust, and the rest of the wounded were wailing, and the wounds on their bodies were exposed.

"This must be a soldier who doesn't want to go to war." The nurse made a summary of Feng Yi,

"Headache, dizziness, want to throw up!"

Feng Yi replied with a frown.

"Xiao Luo, I'm coming!" A middle-aged woman in a white coat covered in blood walked over and sat opposite Feng Yi.

"Bombed!" The middle-aged nurse asked,

"Hmm!" Feng Yi nodded,

"I've seen a lot of soldiers like you, have you vomited?" The nurse asked,

"Nope!" Feng Yi shook his head,

"Wait." The nurse turned and went into the tent, and came out with a bar of hot water in one hand and a kettle in the other.

"Drink!" The nurse handed over the iron pole and said,

"Hmm!"

"Gollum, Gollum......"

Feng Ye took the water tank and drank it in a big gulp.

The nurse handed over warm water, which should have been salted in it, and there was a faint salty taste when drinking.

"If you want to vomit, you can vomit, and if you vomit, it will be much better!"

The nurse stared at Feng Yi and said,

"I want to vomit, but I can't!" Feng Yi bit his head,

"Then keep drinking!" The nurse filled the pole with warm water and handed it over.

"Gollum, Gollum......"

2nd Cup, 3rd Cup......

"Vomit, vomit......"

It wasn't until the fifth cup that Feng Ye, who had drunk a stomach full of water, finally couldn't help it, and squirted out unprepared, and the muddy ground in front of him was full of vomit, and there were even multigrain cakes that had not had time to digest in it.

"Rinse your mouth!"

The nurse handed over the water tank again.

"Vomit ......"

Feng Yi bit his head, he still wanted to vomit, but there was nothing in his stomach anymore......

The nurse was not in a hurry, nor was she afraid of the sour smell, so she simply sat next to her and waited for the soldier to vomit.

"Gollum! Burst! ”

Finally, after a few minutes of retching, Feng took the water bar and began to rinse his mouth, he felt better now, and expressed his gratitude to the nurse.

"Xiao Luo, clean up!"

"You come with me!"

The nurse didn't ask Feng Ye to clean up his vomiting scene, but asked the nurse to come and clean up and lead the way in front, and Feng Ye didn't know where she was going to take her.