"Lao Xing! We went up, and the second battalion stayed here to plug up those rat holes. ”

Meng was annoyed and took out a magazine from his waist and quickly loaded it on the M1 carbine, and the Japanese in front of him ran to the top of the mountain in a panic, leaving only some remnants on the position who were still resisting to the death.

The anticline has basically been taken, but those little devils emerge from various corridors from time to time, annoying like gophers. The tunnel must be blocked, otherwise their group of people who copy the back road are likely to be copied by the little devils.

"Don't worry, I'll leave this piece to me!" Xing Fuquan replied seriously, turned around and led the soldiers of the second battalion to continue to clear the anticline.

Meng nodded in annoyance, and immediately ordered his soldiers: "Everyone pay attention! The first company is in the center, the second and third companies protect the flanks, and the fourth company pays attention to long-range support, and takes the top of Nantianmen Mountain for me! ”

"Kill!"

"Rush!"

The imposing battalion immediately rushed towards the top of the mountain, and some little devils hid in the trenches along the way to block them, although the little devils' sense of battle was very tenacious, but it was not enough to see in front of the battalion with strong firepower and skilled tactics.

The soldiers took the three-three tactics to the extreme, and continued to advance with the support of the rear mortars, how could the remnants of the more than 100 Japanese soldiers block the wolf-like Sichuan Army.

The little devils couldn't help it, they were annoyed by Meng and they kept retreating, and they saw that they had already retreated to the shooting range of the tree castle.

"Bang bang ...!"

Then... Suddenly there was fire in the direction of the tree fort, and unreasonable bullets kept shooting out of those unreasonable firing ports, directly sweeping away this group of Japanese who were fighting and retreating.

……

"The brothers on the second floor who continue to cover the anticline, and the people below carry the dead behind... Oh! You're light! ”

Long Wenwen, who was slumped in the tree fort, bared his teeth and roared, and Bu Lai was bandaging his injured left ear.

"Don't move, if you start it again, you'll get tangled in the eyes." said angrily without being spicy.

"This slut of the dog day is fateful, and the bullets have to go around, but it's a pity that the bean cake..."

He shook his head and sighed for a long time, he turned his head to look at the bean cake lying next to him, and his heart was sour.

Bean Cake's right hand and arm were blown to shreds, and even his chest was charred black, his face was covered with blood, and his entire upper body looked like he had rolled in a coal pile.

The dragon squatted beside him and looked at him blankly, and his heart was also very uncomfortable. The explosive pack that the devil had just thrown in exploded in front of their machine gun, and the kid pushed himself down before it exploded, and he suffered all the impact.

The blood on the severed arm has been stopped for him as much as possible, but everyone can only do this. Black and red blood continued to spill out of the bean cake's mouth, and it was obvious that his internal organs had been shattered.

Everyone understands that having been so badly injured ... Death... It's just a matter of time.

"Little thing, can you hear me? If you still have anything else Mozi wants to do, tell me. Not spicy also came over and gathered around the bean cake, and shouted at him seriously.

"Hmm... Cough ......"

Bean Cake's eyes were struggling, his body was still twitching slightly, the pain made him unable to speak anymore, and his mouth could only make painful whimpering.

Long Wenwen covered his ears and walked over, patted Mi Long's back and handed over a toothpaste-like object, and said a little unbearably: "Give him morphine injections, and you can suffer less when you leave." ”

Mi Long silently took over the morphine, he knew that the bean cake was already dying, and there was no way to save the life that was about to die.

With the injection of a large dose of medicine, the originally painful bean cake gradually calmed down, and the torturous pain magically disappeared.

"Fans... Brother Milong..."

After a moment, Bean Cake regained consciousness a little, raised his hand slightly, and called softly as if it was coming back to light.

"In! I'm here! The dragon quickly grabbed his hand.

"You... Save... I'm dying, I'm too... Your life, we... Flatten, flatten......"

"Yes, yes, yes! It's flat, we're flat, let's not talk, you lie down. Mi Long wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, this stupid boy still remembered the last time he was shot for him.

"Mu Shi, brother... After the battle... Can I go back to Baoding for me...... With my father... With a word."

Bean Cake struggled to show that honest smile, and his intermittent words pierced deeply into the hearts of everyone present.

"What's that?" Milong asked with a crying voice.

"With a word... Bring a ...... to me."

Bean Cake kept repeating these words, but his voice became weaker and weaker, his pupils slowly dilated, and the hand holding the dragon slowly loosened.

"Bean cake? Bean Cake!! The dragon shouted loudly, but the bean cake didn't react in the slightest.

This character is a bit timid, always following behind the dragon, and the little warrior who listens to the dragon's call is just gone.

Mi Long thought of fighting with Bean Cake in the shelter before, of letting him play dead at the door of the old scholar's house, and of yelling at him every time there were no bullets......

He couldn't hold back any longer, and threw himself on Dou Cake's body and cried, and Dou Da's tears rolled down.

"Home, home!"

Long Wenwen raised his palm and hung it on the head of the bean cake, and muttered in his mouth: "The soul is back!" Go to Jun Zhiheng, what is the Quartet? The Soul Returns......"

To numb his nose and sour, he couldn't bear to look at the face of the bean cake, don't turn his head and let the tears keep rolling in his eyes.

"Go in peace, next life... Vote for a good person. Dong Dao said softly, squatted down to wipe off the blank eyes of the bean cake, took off his coat and gently covered his head.

This scene made everyone cry, the honest and simple bean cake, no matter how the comrades-in-arms "bullied", they always responded with a happy smirk, just such a firm and stubborn little guy, but they can no longer see his smile.

"Deputy Commander!" The warriors who were watching from the shooting holes on the second floor excitedly shouted at the dragon article: "Our brother has come up! ”

Long Wenwen agreed, sighed softly, turned around and said to the Mi Long and the others: "Let's carry him to the back first, we still have work to do." ”

Not long after, Meng was annoyed and rushed to the tree fort with the vanguard, but the shocking scene inside made the hearts of the soldiers of the first battalion tremble.

The original assault team of more than 100 people is now only about 20 left, almost all of them are wounded, and there are still a few seriously wounded people covered in blood and wrapped like mummies on the ground.

"Dead, dead! You—" Meng was annoyed and wanted to say something, but when he saw their dark faces and bloodstained appearances, he couldn't open his mouth when the words came to his lips.

"Don't know each other yet? Hurry up and bring a few guns, the little devil's burning stick is uncomfortable to use. Long Wenwen crossed his waist and said with a big grin.

"I said if you don't rest here, I'll leave it to us later, you..."

"Less!"

Long Wenwen took a submachine gun and pulled the bolt with a "bang", and shouted murderously with his head held high: "Lao Tzu still has to settle accounts with Takeuchi!" ”

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