"Deputy battalion commander, is this really fake?" Zhang Laojiu looked at the deputy battalion commander.

Ding San was also on the side, looking at the deputy battalion commander deadly. The braised pork he loves can't make him take his eyes off.

"Really! The battalion commander was afraid that you would not believe me, so he sent me here.

The marshal spoke, and the division had only gone down to the regiment half an hour earlier.

If your men do not come, the camp will send you to inform you.

In the back, bombs are being planted everywhere.

You here, as long as you hold on until dark, it doesn't have to be six o'clock.

After dark, you must lay the mines before you go. Don't let the enemy follow your tail.

The marshal has spoken, and all the airships are mobilized tonight to let us retreat.

The battalion guard platoon will transfer you to a squad, remember to keep watch until dark.

The back is preparing to retreat, you're finished here, then ...... behind! ”

"Understood! Understand! I know. Zhang Laojiu was so happy that snot bubbles were about to pop up.

It's finally time to leave this ghost place, this ghost place, which means killing, death, ...... and cruel things that people have experienced in their lives, have not been more than these ten days.

"Gone! Be careful, you can retreat when it gets dark. The deputy battalion commander patted the brothers on the shoulder and pointed to the sky outside.

The sun could not be seen on the first floor of the bank, and Zhang Laojiu had never looked forward to the sun going down like he did today.

After lunch, the big guy finally stopped a little.

The sound of gunfire in the distance sounded as if every household was setting off firecrackers on the night of the Chinese New Year's Eve.

The five soldiers upstairs were replaced, and five more men went up.

The sentry on the roof also changed their guards, and everyone knew that they were going to evacuate tonight.

Dark clouds still cover the sky, and the clouds underneath are very oppressive.

The news of the retreat had spread, and everyone was very excited, all looking at the sky with blank eyes, hoping that it would be dark in the next second.

Ding San and Zhang Laojiu leaned against the pillar and smoked.

In the Ming army, tobacco was a must. Each time, it was sent down along with the bags of grain that they carried.

For each battle, the Ming soldiers received two bags.

A bag contains dry food, usually flatbread, canned beef, and a jug of water.

When the logistics are good, there will be apples or oranges.

And, of course, two boxes of cigarettes. It doesn't matter if you smoke it or not, I'll send it to you anyway.

In another bag was one hundred and twenty rounds of rifle ammunition, plus three grenades.

This is a Ming soldier, the lowest ammunition standard.

One hundred and twenty rounds of ammunition, each in two small packets.

The bullets in one bag can be fired casually, and the sixty rounds in the other bag can only be used with the permission of the officer.

However, guarding the bank, everyone carried a large amount of ammunition.

Everyone's satchel was bulging with bullets. Now, Zhang Laojiu regrets a little that he brought so many bullets out.

The satchel was secretly thrown to the ground, and this thing usually doesn't leave it.

"What? Want to throw it away? ”

Ding San's eyes were sharp, and he immediately guessed what Zhang Laojiu wanted to do.

"With a strange back, I'm going to withdraw anyway."

"How many?"

"I didn't count when I came out, but there were more than 200 rounds.

Dozens of rounds were fired in one morning, and there should be more than a hundred left. What, you're gone?

That's all for you! Anyway, there are several more boxes in the basement. ”

"Stupid, no!

This thing is not worth much to us, but it is a good thing to the Russians in Moscow.

A hundred rounds of ammunition, you can exchange this number. Ding San raised his index finger mysteriously.

"A silver dollar?" Zhang Laojiu's eyes widened, he didn't expect this thing to be sold for money.

"A silver dollar of white flowers, spend it in the kiln, Mao Mei can make you fly." Ding San raised his eyebrows, and the word obscene was written all over his face.

"Take what you can, and return it to Mao Mei. Have you played? Zhang Laojiu's face was full of envy, jealousy, hatred, and disgust.

"Of course I played, last time I went back to Moscow with the airship for two days. I was given a day off, and we went to play.

The price is cheap, and the work is good! On the edge of the barracks, there are pimps. The kind of ...... who can speak Chinese! ”

"Holy shit! Really? Zhang Laojiu felt that he didn't go back to Moscow last time, as if he missed something.

"I really don't lie to you, some of the pimps are there, and you can change them if you are not satisfied.

Mao Mei is old and white, and her waist is so thick. Ding San gestured with his hand very vividly.

"!"

"Let me tell you, that hairy girl is white, and you can see blood vessels on her thighs. If you peck it with your mouth, it's like a plum blossom falling in the snow.

The hairs are all golden! Ding San smiled lewdly.

"Goo-toot!" Zhang Laojiu swallowed a big mouthful of saliva.

"Just show that you can, chopsticks shabu water tank."

"Hey! I said, I don't like to hear you say that.

I'm definitely a big deal, Mao Mei is so cool that you don't want it. If it weren't for the cold, Lao Tzu would have taken it off for you. ”

No one wants to listen to such words, Ding San really has the urge to take off his pants. However, I was afraid of this cold day and gave up this tempting idea.

"Yo Yo Yo! It's good to return the big goods, just your kid's waist? I......! ”

"Boom!" An explosion interrupted Zhang Laojiu's words.

On the pillars of the sturdy bank building, dust is constantly falling "poof" and "poof".

"Hidden! Shelling! Zhang Laojiu and Ding San rolled into the space under the stairs as soon as they rolled their bodies.

At the time of the shelling, this place should be considered the safest.

This time, the coalition used heavy artillery.

Despite being hidden in a sturdy reinforced concrete building, Ding San and Zhang Laojiu still felt like small fishing boats in a storm.

This reflects the difference between veterans and recruits, Ding San and Zhang Laojiu are all squatting on the ground.

The recruits were lying on the ground with their heads in their hands!

The hard concrete floor perfectly conducts the vibration caused by the shells.

A recruit lying on his stomach against the wall spurted a mouthful of blood from his mouth.

By the time the shelling was over, the guy never got up again.

Ding San took a look, and it must have been shattered in his internal organs.

The recruits in the rear are also all sticks, so you can't tell these people that you can't just hug Mother Earth on the battlefield?

Zhang Laojiu rushed up to the second floor in a few steps, found a bullet hole and looked outside.

Looking at this, I feel my scalp tingling.

By shelling, no less than six Makqin have already been carried to the forefront. Some of the ruins are constantly coming out of the smoke, and you can guess with your toes that there are mortars.

Above his head, there was an explosion after explosion.

No matter how much he called out to the two sentinels above, there was no response.

It's over, it's either deafening or being blown up directly.

Some stragglers began to leap along the ruins.

Every few steps he took before he fell behind a piece of rubble.

The machine guns of the Ming army chased after them, but it was difficult to hit these people.

Zhang Laojiu's heart was cold, and he hurriedly shouted to Ding San on the first floor: "San'er, come up." ”

Before he could finish speaking, he heard a soldier shouting, ", what's that?" ”

Zhang Laojiu looked out along the bullet hole and saw several coalition soldiers, pushing a two-barrel thing to this side.

The recruit doesn't recognize it, but he does.

The double-two-five rapid-fire cannon used to be used as an anti-aircraft gun. A type of tank, which is loaded with this thing.

Seeing that pair of two-five rapid-fire cannons, two tongues of fire suddenly erupted.

Before Zhang Laojiu could give a warning, the two soldiers on the side of the machine gun were beaten into many unrelated pieces by a rain of bullets.

The machine gun was a captured Maxim, a thick gun shield, which was simply shattered by the shells of rapid-fire guns.

The double-two-five rapid-fire guns swept sideways, and a row of shells whipped against the walls like whips.

The two soldiers hiding behind the wall were directly broken into two by the waist.

"San'er! Come up and knock that thing down to Lao Tzu. ”

Ding San rushed up a few steps, and when he saw the double-two-five rapid-fire gun, he immediately fell to the ground.

"I'll forget if you play to death, it's a cannon, and it's a gun in my hand. Can the hell the range be the same? ”

"I don't care, if it goes on like this, it's over." Zhang Laojiu shouted loudly.

"Fuck, I fucking owe you all my life." Ding San had no choice but to jump down the stairs. Rushed out of the bank gate with a sniper rifle!