Far away, Xia Yuan heard the conversation of the Japanese soldiers, who complained about the ugly appearance of the enemy and envied the soldiers who were loyal to His Majesty the Emperor, and their souls would return to the Yasukuni Shrine.

Bang!

The gun rang out, a scolding Japanese soldier fell to the ground, and the Japanese devil soldier who was carrying a corpse with him was stunned, and the gunfire rang out again, the bullet missed and hit him in the shoulder, and the Japanese soldier hugged his arms in pain and lay on the ground.

"The people of China, and the people of China!"

"We didn't get rid of them."

The silence of the war was torn apart by the shouting, and a grenade covered the heads of the Japs, and their shouts were no longer heard, replaced by faint moans and muffled grunts.

The scholar approached with a gun, his movements were very careful, and Xia Yuan's advice sounded in his mind.

"They are wounded, but do not be merciful, penetrate their bodies with your bayonet."

The scholar took a deep breath, with a bright bayonet on the muzzle, and he approached a wounded Japanese soldier, who was covered with shrapnel, and the blood soaked his clothes, and there was a visible wound on his neck, the blood blocked the trachea, and the sound of breathing turned into a gurgling sound.

The Japanese soldier was not dead, staring at the approaching scholar with a pair of eyes, moving, his chest was still rising and falling, and blood foamed out of his mouth.

Seeing the appearance of the Japanese soldiers, the unique kindness of the Chinese people burst out, and the scholar gritted his teeth, hesitated, and pushed the bayonet halfway through.

With a bang, a bullet flew past his head, and the scholar fell to the ground in shock, turning his head to see the Japanese troops rushing out in the direction of the Lin family's house, their speed was very fast, rushing to the bunkers on both sides, and shooting in his direction, the Japanese devil's attack method is undoubtedly very advantageous, and there is an obvious division of labor.

The scholar was overwhelmed by the enemy's firepower, lying in front of a pile of corpses, especially a Japanese devil who had just been stabbed to death, the bullets fired by the Japanese devil floated overhead, swishing past, and disappeared into the ruins behind him, he could clearly hear the sound of bullets shattering the rubble falling off the roof, crackling.

"Hold on!"

In a trance, Xia Yuan's voice came from his ears.

Then he heard the sound of the crooked gun, and the bullets flying above his head disappeared a lot in an instant, and the scholar raised his head suddenly, and saw Zheng Dayong and Zhao Shiguo in the distance controlling two Japanese light machine guns, and kept shooting at the Japanese soldiers who rushed out.

Two crooked-handled light machine guns, which attracted a lot of firepower.

The scholar was like a living tiger, lying on the ground, climbing on the ground with his arms, close to the bunker, holding a gun, shooting at the enemy indiscriminately.

He still has a lot of bullets from the Type 38 rifle on his body, and there are many corpses of Japanese soldiers beside him.

When the scholar was shooting, he also saw Xia Yuan's actions, and their platoon commander's actions were even more rapid, it was dark very quickly, almost dimming at a speed visible to the naked eye, and when his position was exposed, when Zhao Shiguo and Zheng Dayong attracted the attention of a large number of Japanese troops, Xia Yuan carried a gun, and quietly approached the Japanese army with the help of the cover of hazy sky and ruins.

One grenade after another floated from the hazy sky, and under the surprised gaze of the scholar, after falling into the bunker of the Japanese army, accompanied by a roar, in the merciless sound of gunfire, he heard the screams of the Japanese army.

"It turns out that the little Japanese devils are also afraid of pain, and they will scream miserably."

The reinforcements of the Japanese army were only three detachments, only more than 30 people, the training of the Japanese army was undoubtedly well-trained, and their combat effectiveness was also very impressive, but it was a pity that they faced Xia Yuan, who had experienced a hundred battles and crawled out of the sea of blood and bullets in the mountains of corpses.

The Japanese army also has a good quality of individual soldiers and is not afraid of death, but in terms of firepower, it is completely inferior to the American army.

The U.S. military used semi-automatic rifles, and the Japanese Army's Type 38 needed to pull the bolt, and the interval between shots was one second, and after five rounds, it needed to be reloaded, so it took longer.

The grenade is undoubtedly the biggest weapon in street fighting, especially in Xia Yuan's hands, and it has played a huge role. The grenades flew into the air incredibly, like time bombs, and always exploded at a height of one meter from the ground.

The sky was dark, and the Japanese devils, who had paid huge casualties, knew that there was a guy who was very good at throwing bombs, and every time the grenade could land on the bunker of their soldiers, it was impossible to see where the grenade was thrown.

The only thing exposed was that on the west side of them, there was a Chinese man, and due north, there were two light machine guns, which were wantonly suppressing them.

The grenadier man died, he was killed by Xia Yuan, the Japanese devils are very smart and know how to use cover as cover, but unfortunately they don't have insight into their direction, so they can't judge their position, even if they use cover as cover,

Xia Yuan pulled the bolt, withdrew the bullet case, aimed at a Japanese grenadier, pulled the trigger, the grenadier hand was soft on the ground, and his position was exposed, and several Japanese soldiers who were alive rushed to his position as if they were crazy.

It's a pity that they only got Xia Yuan's direction, but they didn't have Xia Yuan's precise position, the Japanese army blindly rushed over, using the bunker to shoot indiscriminately, but they couldn't even see a ghost, but instead caused their position to be exposed, and a Japanese soldier fell by the machine gun in the distance.

Xia Yuan integrated the combat plan of shooting a shot and changing places, combined it with guerrilla warfare, and when the Japanese army rushed forward, he actually touched the position of the Japanese devils with an unpredictable idea.

He lay on the corpse of a Japanese soldier who was pierced by grenade shrapnel, touched three grenades, put them in his arms, hid in the corner, and continued to throw the grenades he touched to the bunker where the living Japanese soldiers were hiding.

In the previous battle, the Japanese had already suffered most of the casualties, and these three grenades were thrown over, and the casualties of the Japanese army increased dramatically, and there were few Japanese soldiers left alive.

The surviving detachment leader suddenly realized that the number of soldiers around him was getting smaller and smaller.

"Nani?"

He didn't know what was happening, but one of the soldiers next to him who came to report was like being whipped with a long whip, and a ball of blood burst out of his head and fell to the ground.

The detachment leader was suddenly alerted, picked up his gun and aimed it behind him, and saw the remains of Japanese soldiers lying on the ground.

All dead. Including the other two detachment leaders who came to reinforce together, they also fell in a pool of blood.

His expression changed from shock to horror, indescribable panic.

"Who! Come out! ”

Da Da Da, a row of bullets swept through his body in the distance, and the Japanese squad leader looked at the bullet hole in his stomach, his eyes revealed an incredible light, his head tilted, and he fell to the ground.

The battle ended like this, and the three Japanese troops who easily tore apart the fortifications built by the four rows, with the cooperation of Xia Yuan and several people, only held out for more than ten minutes.

Xia Yuan alone wiped out ninety of the Japanese army.

The end of the battle made Zhao Shiguo, Zheng Dayong and the scholar feel incredible, and at the same time a little excited, Zheng Dayong held the light machine gun and said happily: "Platoon commander, I killed two Japanese soldiers!" Uncle Zhao said, the Japanese soldiers killed are mine. ”

"Yes, kill two today, and you can kill three tomorrow." Xia Yuan smiled and said, "How about the scholars, how many have you killed?" ”

The scholar sulked, "Killed one." ”

"One is not bad, use a machine gun, you use a rifle, it is already very powerful to be able to hit, just keep up the good work, there are a lot of Japanese devils, and you can't finish it in a few years." Xia Yuan patted him on the shoulder, "I just saw the grenadier used by the Japanese devils, you are better at that thing than us." ”

"Platoon commander, I used a grenadier to eliminate a lot before, and it was enough for a long time." The scholar put the gun on his back, said a word, and ran over to touch the grenadier of the Japanese devil.

"Be careful." Xia Yuan reminded him.

"Platoon commander, you can rest assured." The scholar remembered what Xia Yuan said, and when he went to touch the body of the Japanese devil, he put the bayonet on the muzzle, held the gun, and first stabbed the body of the Japanese devil with the bayonet, and then began to grope for the body of the Japanese devil.

"Great, find a place to put the machine gun down, and we'll also touch the corpse of the Japanese devil." Zhao Shiguo looked at the falling things on the ground, his eyes were very hot, he greeted Dayong, put the machine gun up, put it on the ground, and ran to touch the body of the Japanese devil.

He picked up the gun dropped by the Japanese devil on the ground, loaded the bayonet, walked to the Japanese devil's corpse, stabbed the Japanese devil's corpse, and saw that the other party did not move, so he began to touch the corpse.

Zheng Da responded with a voice, followed Zhao Shiguo's example, and touched the corpse of the Japanese devil.

To say that what makes Zhao Shiguo and Zheng Dayong feel the most excited is undoubtedly touching the corpse of the Japanese devil, this is the same as hunting for treasure, every Japanese devil corpse they kill is a treasure, and a watch worn by the little Japanese devil can be sold for a few oceans, not to mention all kinds of canned food.

Xia Yuan didn't touch the corpse of the devil, found a place to sit down, took out a box of canned food from his backpack, opened it, used the branches on the ground as chopsticks, and ate it one bite at a time.

The canned food of the Japanese devils is salty, so it is best to eat it with rice, or with white flour steamed buns, but on the battlefield, there are not so many rules, and you can't find these things to match, just simply match it with water and don't let your mouth be so salty.

His ears moved slightly, his chewing action paused, he put the can down, wiped his mouth, and seemed to be full.

Suddenly, he grabbed the gun as fast as he could, quickly leaned against the broken wall, and aimed the muzzle of the gun in one direction.

"Chinese?"

"Brother Xia."

Xia Yuan's vigilance dissipated most of it, put down his gun, and walked out of the bunker, squinting at the two of them.

A boy of seventeen or eighteen, a veteran of twenty-six or seventeen. The two of them were gray-faced, their bodies were as thin as a red bamboo pole, their military uniforms were stained with wet mud, and they were carrying two broken guns in their hands, standing there dumbfounded.

It was the twenty-seven or eighteen-year-old veteran who spoke, and he pushed the young man beside him, got out of the rubble, and came to Xia Yuan.

"Four-row?" Xia Yuan continued to sit, eating canned food without raising his head.

"Well, we are in the fourth row, we survived by luck, all the people in the fourth row are dead, we want to follow you." The veteran nodded.

"The four platoons are dead, and your company is not dead, you should not follow me, but follow your company commander." Xia Yuan pulled the food in the canned food indiscriminately, put it in his mouth, chewed it for a while, and said, "After the battle here, we will leave." ”

"If we don't follow Lianli, we won't be able to live." The old soldier said, "When Lao Qian was leaving, he told the two of us, let us both follow you, you can fight, and you can take us to live, the company commander and they can't fight, we will be killed by him sooner or later." ”

"What's your name?" Xia Yuan raised his head and glanced at the two of them, the young man looked at the food in his hand and kept swallowing his saliva.

"My name is Lei Jingen, just call me Lao Lei, his name is Wang Xiaoliu, just call him Xiaoliu." Lao Lei rubbed his palms and looked at Xia Yuan, don't look at the other party's youth, but you can't underestimate him at all, it is this person who led them into the Lin family house occupied by the Japanese devils and eliminated many Japanese soldiers.

Their platoon commanders were full of praise.

The night before, in order to attract Japanese firepower to the troops fighting on the front line, a battalion rushed to the battlefield, and in less than two hours was broken up by the Japanese army, and fled in all directions.

And these people also escaped from the battlefield, but they were different from other recruits, these people were armed with the weapons and equipment of the Japanese devils, and the team of five people actually had two light machine guns of the Japanese devils.

All thanks to the young man in front of him.

Sometimes, age is not an indication of seniority.

In Lao Lei's opinion, this is the case, you can't despise the other party just because Xia Yuanchang is young, but you have to see what the other party has done.

Obviously, what this young man in front of him did was enough to shock everyone.

Before this, Lao Lei never thought that someone would be able to shoot the gun so accurately, and someone would be able to lead a few soldiers to wipe out a platoon of Japanese troops.

They witnessed the battle with their own eyes.

Lao Lei and Xiao Liu decided to listen to Lao Qian's words and follow Xia Yuan to fight devils.

Xia Yuan shook the can in his hand and looked at Xiao Liu: "Want to eat?" ”

Lao Lei hurriedly spoke, "Sir, he doesn't eat." ”

"Don't call it a commander, call it a platoon leader, I don't like that, you have the ability, I will let you join." Xia Yuan got up and handed the can in his hand to Xiao Liu, "Eat, you join us, I can't call the shots, this needs the consent of your company commander." (End of chapter)