The scarlet blood was very dazzling, and the scholar's body trembled a little, and he didn't even have the courage to look at the wound.

The blood flowed, the flesh of the wound was white, I don't know if the blood was dry, or if I saw the bones inside, the wound was very deep, but fortunately the whole arm was not cut off.

"Chen Shusheng, you, bear with me." Zheng Da ripped some strips of cloth from his body and tied a rope to strangle the scholar's wounds.

"Ho!" The scholar trembled, his feet kicked the ground hard, his palms clasped the dirt on the ground, his teeth pressed against him, and the tendons on his neck were clearly visible.

Zheng Da's hands trembled, and he finally tied it up, and the whole person sat on the ground as if he had collapsed. He looked up at the scholar, his eyelids were closed, and his face was very pale.

"Scholar, scholar." Zheng Dayong hurriedly got up, stretched out his hand and probed in front of the scholar's nose, inexplicably relieved, "It's good that you're not dead, it's good if you're not dead." ”

He sat on the ground, the dirt above his head fell down with a snort, the Japanese shells hit fiercely, they were still attacked by the Japanese stray bullets in the rear of the second line of defense, and the scholar was injured by a stray bullet from the Japanese army, so how tragic the situation of the second line of defense was, you can imagine.

Just as Zheng Dayong thought, the infantry and artillery were coordinated, the artillery fire began to extend backwards, the Japanese infantry launched an attack on the precarious position, and the second line of defense only had a reinforced platoon of troops, and after another round of artillery bombardment, there were not many soldiers of the national army who resisted.

The only machine gun came out of fire, and the Japanese grenadiers quickly took up positions behind the infantry.

A bullet whizzed from the side, piercing the head of the Japanese grenadier who was aiming at the machine-gun fire point, and his body fell to the ground as if he had been whipped with a long whip.

The Japanese soldiers around him were instantly alert, lying on the ground, pointing in the direction where the bullets came: "Flanks!" ”

Six Japanese soldiers were aware of it, holding their guns, breaking away from the team, searching in the direction where the triangular bullets came, their movements were very fast, and they were also very vigorous, and a Japanese devil climbed the broken wall, just overturned, and fell to the ground.

Phew! The bright bayonet pierced through his body, stabbed out of his back, and pierced into the earthen wall behind him.

"Hey!" A Japanese soldier poked his head out from behind the wall and saw this scene, and his face changed.

Xia Yuan moved sharply and quickly, turned around and pulled out the bayonet on his waist, threw it out violently, and the bright bayonet flew out and pierced the face of the Japanese soldier.

"Ahh

Screams rang out, and the Japanese soldier who was climbing the wall lay on the ground, and the Japanese soldiers attacking in the rear immediately became cautious and chose to surround the house that had collapsed by the shells from both sides. Xia Yuan killed two Japanese soldiers, one outside the wall and one inside the wall, he pulled off the grenade on the corpse of the Japanese devil in the wall, and threw it in one direction at random after pulling it, accompanied by a roar, faintly in the loud cannon and gunfire, and heard a muffled snort.

With a slight movement of his eyes, Xia Yuan raised his feet, quickly rushed forward, and turned over the wall, and saw two seriously wounded Japanese soldiers.

"Don't be reincarnated in Japan in the next life." Xia Yuan held the bayonet, his hand rose and fell, and he dealt with the two Japanese soldiers cleanly, blood sprayed on the palm, warm and viscous, wipe the Japanese devils, take off the grenades on their bodies, and didn't care about taking the bullets, he quickly rushed into the distance.

When entangled with a few Japanese soldiers, the grenadiers of the Japanese devils had already knocked out the only machine-gun fire point of the national army, and a platoon of soldiers could not withstand the frantic attack of the Japanese army, and the position was precarious.

He quickly threw grenades and fired quickly, eliminating the Japanese devils who rushed forward, but the strength of one person was limited after all, and the Japanese attacked very carefully, they knew that there was a marksman on the position of the national army, and when attacking, he would always use the cover to hide.

This made these Japanese devils more cautious, they didn't find the Zhina man, and they were bolder, and rushed into the position of the national army, they saw a lot of Zhina people who were chained up, their bodies were thin and skinny, and when they saw them rushing over, these Zhina people picked up the ridiculous barrel of the gun, and the bullets ran out, and there was not even a bayonet on the head of the gun.

These Japanese devils laughed at the stupid Shina people.

The soldier surrounded by the Japanese devils did not understand what the Japanese devils said, he carried a gun and shouted to increase his confidence, but unfortunately the Japanese devils could not even look at him directly, and did not even give him a chance to fight with a bayonet, a Japanese soldier raised the muzzle of his gun and aimed at the Japanese soldier who was bound by iron chains.

The soldier shouted and was about to rush up with a gun, but the chain at his ankle restrained him and fell heavily to the ground, causing a group of Japanese devils to laugh, and the Japanese soldier who raised the muzzle of the gun to aim sneered and pulled the trigger.

"Attack!"

The commander of the Japanese detachment held a small pistol and stretched out his hand to point at the position of the national army.

Whoosh, a bullet pierced his palm, knocking down the small pistol in his hand, half of the palm was shattered, blood continued to gush out, he was stunned for a moment, his palm was numb, he lost consciousness, and soon, a heart-piercing pain began to spread from his palm, as if to tear the nerves and tear the flesh.

Screams floated from behind the broken wall.

All the Japs were shocked and quickly looked for cover.

They realized that the Chinese sharpshooter must have arrived!

And it's nearby!

"Grenadiers, shoot hard ahead, blow him up!" The Japanese detachment leader's hand began to feel a heart-piercing pain, and he endured it and gave orders to the soldiers around him.

The two Japanese soldiers immediately put up the grenadiers, and whether they could see them or not, stuffed the shells into the grenadiers, and after the sound of two dull metal collisions, a large amount of earth flew up between the ruins in the distance.

A Japanese soldier heard the sound and cautiously poked his head out to observe, he didn't think that the marksmanship of this Chinese marksman could be accurate enough to open his own heavenly spirit cover with a single shot.

He made a mistake, the bullet whizzed through the hat on his head, and indeed lifted his heavenly spirit cover, only to see the blood soaring, the Japanese devil soldier's body slammed to the ground, and then there was no movement.

Although Xia Yuan contained the strength of a detachment of the Japanese army, the strength of the Japanese army that attacked reached a squadron, and they cooperated with each other, and a soldier quietly withdrew in a place that Xia Yuan could not see, and informed the squadron leader of the discovery of the Chinese sharpshooter here.

The squadron leader is a smart guy, he immediately sent two troops to the front of the pinned detachment, the Japanese devils themselves have cooperation, their soldiers are very strong, and the two troops are especially fatal to Xia Yuan.

Xia Yuan, who has an eagle eye, quickly realized that something was wrong, he originally intended to contain this enemy and buy time for the national soldiers who were confronting him head-on, but the current situation was that the gunfire around him was becoming more and more scarce, and the battle of the second line of defense was ending, much faster than expected.

Xia Yuan thought that the national army would be able to hold out at least until noon, but he didn't expect that only three hours after the battle began, the first two lines of defense of the 160th Battalion had collapsed, and its speed was much, much faster than he expected.

The Japanese army surrounded them, Xia Yuan didn't want to fight with them anymore, the position of the 160th Battalion had been lost, there was no doubt about it, and the rear did not have any idea of counterattacking.

"At this time, taking advantage of the fact that the Japanese army is not firmly on the ground and launching a counteroffensive, there is still a chance to drive the Japanese devils out of the second position."

"It's a pity that Zhang Guangqi didn't organize a counterattack force."

He was a little disappointed in his heart, and thought that Zhang Guangqi was a different battalion commander, since this was the case, Xia Yuan did not need to do this kind of meaningless battle again, even if he eliminated this Japanese army, the follow-up reinforcements of the Japanese army would still be able to fight.

The national army had no intention of counterattacking, and had basically abandoned the position along the Sitang River, and continued to struggle, just like the clown in the eyes of others, the Japanese devils had not yet discovered his exact location, but they had basically discovered his direction, and there were many Japanese troops rushing over, at least one reinforced platoon.

"The fighting along the Sitang River should be basically over, and the national army has lost."

The Japanese army crossed the Sitang River, which meant that Wusongkou was completely occupied, and it was basically impossible for the 18th Brigade to counterattack the Japanese troops along the Sitang River.

Xia Yuan quickly retreated with his gun, and he shuttled through the ruins while looking for scholars and Zheng Dayong.

Leaving themselves, it is very likely that the two will not follow the main force of the national army to retreat, they may be in a corner, after all, they have been following themselves for a while, and they have also learned some guerrilla warfare.

When Xia Yuan was leaving, he explained to them that they should not stay in the second line of defense, but if they did, they should stay behind the second line, or they would follow the 160th Battalion to retreat until they retreated to the second line of defense.

At present, there is no sign of retreat of the 60th Battalion, the main position is basically lost, and the situation of the first, second, and third companies can be imagined.

The width of the defense line of the main position is 300 meters, and it is difficult for a reinforced company to defend it, and once the Japanese reinforcements arrive, it is inevitable to take the main position.

Xia Yuan found a house, flexibly climbed to the wall, climbed along the wall to the top of the house, opened the eagle eye to scan the surroundings, and did not find the two of them in the area where he could see.

Suddenly, I heard a gunshot from a direction about a hundred meters away on the right, and I was startled, quickly jumped off the wall, and quickly moved along the broken road in the direction where the gunshots came.

At this time, Zheng Dayong had already encountered the scouts of the Japanese army, this was a scout scout, there were only five people, they found Zheng Dayong, and fired, Zheng Dayong shivered and hid behind the bunker, holding the Czech style that had been emptied, and his forehead was covered with dense and fine beads of sweat.

In his left hand, he held a bright bayonet, and his hand was visibly shaking, which was uncontrollable.

Zheng Dayong's courage comes from the Czech style in his hand, even if the bullet is empty, holding the empty gun can make him feel a sense of peace of mind, but the bullet is finally gone, and the Japanese devils rush over, he can only hold the bayonet tightly, ready to fight with these Japanese devils.

"Here, the people of China must be hiding here."

"Be careful, he might sneak up on us."

"Cunning Shina man!"

These Japanese soldiers were chattering, talking bird language, getting closer and closer to the place where Zheng Dayong was hiding, the voice was clear and audible, Zhengda no longer knew whether he wanted to escape, and once he escaped, he would inevitably be discovered by the Japanese devils.

"Fight!"

Listening to the sound of the Japanese devils, he thought of the dead Zhao Shiguo, it was these Japanese devils who killed Zhao Shiguo, he would not let go of these Japanese devils, carrying bayonets, with ruthless eyes, and suppressing the fear in his heart.

He heard Xia Yuan say that hatred is your strength.

Zheng Da was afraid in his heart, so he used Zhao Shiguo's death to increase the strength of anger in his heart, and the Czech style in his arms was thrown to the ground by him, holding the bayonet tightly, and seeing the Japanese devil's plaster flag sticking out from the crack in the ruins in front of him, a Japanese devil wearing an earthy yellow military uniform jumped in.

Zheng Dayong pounced, clanged, the steel helmet hit the dirt, making a sound of collision and rubbing, the bayonet was against the chest of the Japanese devil, and a gun was horizontally in front of them, so that Zheng Dayong's hand could not survive.

The Japanese devil had a hideous face, holding a gun with both hands, and shouting in his mouth: "The person in China is here, come and save me!" Come on! ”

The four Japanese soldiers heard the movement, quickly leaned in the direction of the movement, just crossed a broken wall, banged a gunshot, the first Japanese soldier rushed over the chest blood bloomed, the body fell straight behind, the mouth spurted blood, struggled for a while, there was no movement.

Zheng Da, who heard the gunshot, shook his body, "Scholar! ”

Shaking his kung fu slightly, the Japanese devil under him turned over and pressed Zheng Dayong under him, the barrel of the gun was horizontal on Zheng Dayong's chest, and he pressed it tightly, Zheng Dayong felt the stinging pain above his chest, and his breathing became a little slower.

He knew that the scholar was seriously injured in the shoulder, and running out at this time was tantamount to looking for death, so he used all his strength to push the gun up a fist distance, and shouted with a hideous face: "Don't come out, don't come out!" ”

The Japanese devil didn't understand, so he rode on Zheng Dayong, gritted his teeth, and seemed to kill him.

Bang!

A bullet hit the Japanese devil's head, blood splattered out, sprayed Zheng Dayong's face, and felt the power in his body suddenly loosen, and pushed away the corpse of the Japanese devil who was overwhelmed on his body, picked up his gun, and ran to the bunker with a rolling belt, leaned on the bunker, checked the ammunition first, and then said: "Brother Yuan, Brother Yuan, is it you?" ”

"Stinky boy, didn't you say it was a scholar? He's hurt. ”

Xia Yuan stretched out half of his body from the wall behind him, raised his gun and aimed it in the distance, signaling him to come over.

Seeing that it was indeed Xia Yuan, Zheng Dayong was overjoyed.

"Be careful! I'll cover for you! Touch the grenade on the little Japanese devil too. ”

"Hey."

(End of chapter)