"Are you right?"

After hearing his plan, Chen Yu wanted to beat him up, and took more than 300 people to attack the belly of the Japanese army. There are 300 people in your old hands, not 300 Spartan warriors, even if it is 300 Spartan warriors, the Japanese heavy machine guns on the opposite side will be gone in one round.

"! Don't disturb Lao Tzu's sleep, and hurry up to sort out the supplies and equipment and prepare to retreat. ”

"Retreat?"

Dead, dead, it seemed to hear an unacceptable order: "What the hell is going on at this time, I tell you that now we go to attack, this is the best choice, you know?"

Master Mai said that the order was to break off the rear of the Allied forces, and to block the attack and cover the return of friendly and neighboring troops, without mentioning retreat at all. ”

Suddenly.

A shell smashed on the semi-permanent fortifications, and Chen Yu saw that the crater instantly changed his face, and his face turned green when he was dead, because both of them knew that this crater was not hit by the two Type 92 infantry guns of the Japanese army opposite, but a mountain artillery, which belonged to the heavy fire support of the Japanese army at the wing level.

"Anti-artillery!"

Dead Dead pulled his throat and shouted, while Chen Yu kicked the soldiers standing outside the position one by one and kicked them back to the trench.

Three 75-mm mountain guns bombarded the position, as did the two 92 infantry guns that had been out of sight from beginning to end. This is exactly the same plan as Dead Dead expected, involving the main force of the Japanese army and pulling down the fragile supply lines of the Japanese army.

This is good news for the dead, his goal was achieved, the main force of the Japanese army was really pinned down by us, and now all he has to do is to attack the main force of the Japanese army and cut off the fragile supply lines of the Japanese army. No one wants to do that, unless it's death.

"Hahaha, hahaha~~~"

Walking into the dead command post, Chen Yu heard him lying on his stomach and laughing at the shooting hole, and listened to the shells of various types and calibers exploding on our position.

"Hey! Master Yu. Dead Dead laughed and said: "The Japanese really believe that we have a regiment at the airport, maybe a brigade, no!" Perhaps a wing is rushing to this side, and we have only 300 men here, and we will contain a whole wing of the Japanese army. ”

"One team, one team, hahaha~~~"

Chen Yu didn't want to hear him boast of his exploits, so he picked up his dead collar and said: "We are here to send away hundreds of Japanese ghosts back to Dongying, do you want to send hundreds of Chinese ghosts back now, when the Japanese army arrives, we will all die." ”

"Hahaha! They're adding hundreds of more sons to Dongying Island, and I'm telling you, I'm right. ”

"Then do you also want to add hundreds of fathers and mothers who don't have sons to the country, we are here to serve the country, not to die for those bullshit orders."

'Smack——! ’

Chen Yu slapped Dead Dead in the face, the latter covered his face and lowered his head aggrievedly, but Chen Yu didn't stop the fist in his hand, picked up the butt of the gun and smashed it on the dead steel helmet, making a clanging sound. Seeing that Chen Yu was really angry, he hurriedly pulled him away.

"If you do something wrong, you have to correct it if you do it, not if you make a mistake!"

Dead, dead, aggrieved, Baba still wants to explain: "I~~~ Master Mai said that Shangfeng didn't let us retreat......"

'Smack! Another slap in the face made him explode outside the fortifications, and a puff of dust poured into the firing hole, and he was dead and clutched in a corner like a beggar in the cold of winter.

Chen Yu said: "I owe more than 100 lives here, they didn't deserve to die, I let them die." Are you going to owe three hundred lives here, they don't deserve to die here, in this rotten airport where no one cares.

The more than 100 people on the position didn't deserve to die, they died, and the position was not kept. Missy, who should have retreated a long time ago, is gone, and the damned Brits are gone, leaving us bedbugs who no one cares about at the airport, are you going to let us die too? ”

"I ······"

Chen Yu raised his rifle and pointed it at Death: "Now!" Immediately! Say, should we die, should we die It is not your turn to call the shots, Lao Tzu didn't have you when Chanda ate pork stewed vermicelli. ”

"Actually, Missimiesi they shouldn't retreat, with them here, we may have a way."

'Bang! ’

A bullet hit the wall above Dead's head, and Chen Yu changed the bullet and continued to aim the gun at him.

Annoyed, he hurriedly raised Chen Yu's gun and aimed it at the top of the wall: "Master Yu, if you really want to kill him, you will shoot him just now, don't do these hypocritical things now." ”

Then he faced death and death: "You can fight, better than me and Yu Ye, it's not a day." We haven't had a single defeat until now, but only a dozen of Yu Ye's more than 100 people have died, and he hasn't lost a battle either, we all want to fight a good battle. But a good battle is not fought like this, Yu Ye fought a good battle, and used more than 100 people to grind a squad of Japanese soldiers to death in front of the position, and the position was not lost? ”

"He fought that fight pretty well, I agree." Dead, dead, covering his cheeks, agreed.

"It's a good fight, it's good." Annoying, I agree.

"But we are soldiers, and we are here to fight."

Chen Yu dropped his rifle and looked at the exploding shells outside; "They are not afraid of death, and they are not afraid of war. I knew I would die, I knew I would lose, but I still fought with me, and no one complained. People treat us as dispensable cannon fodder, a handful of chopping wood in the hearth, they are not chopping wood, and neither are we.

We are all the same people, the same people born in the same land, why don't we be treated as human beings? They don't treat us as human beings, we shouldn't treat ourselves as human beings, do you think we were born to die? ”

After speaking, Chen Yu picked up his rifle and walked out of the command post.

And dead dead silent, silent after listening to all the words, alone in the corner. Occasionally glance up at the hillside outside the shooting hole, pat the dust off your body, and then continue to be silent, continue to hide in the corner with your head down.

"Annoying, I want to have a regiment of my own."

Annoyed with a rifle in his hand: "Back to the pseudo-regimental seat, you don't have a regiment, there are more than 300 people." ”

"Dead Fish is right."

Dead, dead, after a long absence, he stood up and said: "We don't deserve to die, no one is born to die, no one is born to lose the war, and we won't always fight the war." It's all raised by my father and mother, and whether I should die or not can't be said by others. ”

"What do you mean?"

"The Japanese reinforcements have just arrived, and they will not rush to attack. The vanguard team suffered such a loss, they did not dare to continue to send a squadron to attack, at least a squadron attacked under the cover of artillery fire, and we will retreat now. ”

When Annoyed and Dead walked out of the fortifications, they had already found that Chen Yu was kicking people off the position one by one, retreating along the mountain path behind the airport, and Ah Yi was sorting out the team at the front.

Dead Dead made a mistake, that is, the people on the battlefield wanted to go home, and they didn't want to be used as firewood here.

The dead who walked out of the command post laughed: "This battle was fought very well, the Japanese were hurt by us, and they were beaten with their heads scurry." Now that we are returning home, we are very satisfied with this battle, and we are urgently invited to return to China, maybe we will have to go to Fran to help our brothers in China. ”

He's just a clown, changing his expression at will, saying nonsense that he doesn't believe. When the people on the battlefield heard this, they only smiled, after all, we are going home, and there is nothing more pleasant than the return of a wanderer.