"Give it to me, I'll give you a flashlight."

"Brother, you're fierce enough."

Someone came over and gathered around him, looking curiously and laughing at the same time.

Someone else squeezed over and patted him on the shoulder and handed him a cigarette.

"Come and smoke a cigarette, the smoke is not good."

For a moment, the people in the stronghold relaxed at the order to retreat, and admired his behavior just now.

"Penetrating wounds, it's okay!"

Xiao Sheng Yinghe handed the flashlight to Platoon Commander Tao, who looked at it and asked cautiously,

"German flashlight, how can you use a devil's gun?"

Zhang Sixing, who chuckled and showed a mouthful of white teeth, asked,

"See?"

"Hmm."

At the same time as the muffled sound responded, the pottery platoon was full of fire.

I took out my lighter and handed it over, and while continuing to bandage myself, Zhang Sixing replied,

"Take it from a thief, use it for a thief."

The platoon leader who was lighting the fire was stunned, and then chuckled,

"We're not short of bullets."

"I'm missing!"

After stopping to take a few puffs of cigarette, Platoon Leader Tao asked again,

"Brother Zhang, see that everything on your body is German, and you served as a soldier for the Germans when you were in a foreign country?"

"German paratroopers, who fought the Republican Army in Spain."

There is no need to keep these things secret and not ashamed, but I don't mention that I also led troops, and I also brought a special task force.

"What is a paratrooper?"

Hearing someone ask, Platoon Commander Tao was also very curious, but he didn't ask, otherwise he seemed to be uninformed.

"It's a soldier who jumps down from a plane with a parachute on his back, and is born surrounded."

"Bragging, there are still such soldiers in the world?"

"Jump from the sky, and you shall not fall to your death."

In the midst of the soldiers' discussions, he finally wrapped up his wounds and put on his I-shaped paratrooper boots with side straps again, and the Tao platoon commander helped him to stand up.

"Brother Sixing, let's go quickly."

The soldiers put away their weapons and prepared to draw, but Zhang Sixing unexpectedly retorted,

"It's not okay to go like this, you have to find a way to delay it."

Even though it was night, everyone looked at them with surprise.

Procrastination, how this procrastination.

Do you want to leave people here to attract firepower?

This is often the case when retreating, but who wants to be left behind.

The gaze in the darkness was no longer surprised, and even carried some hostility and grievance.

Ignoring the gazes of the soldiers, he rolled his sleeves and looked at the luminous watch, the time was close to midnight.

"It's still too late, wait for me for a minute."

I saw him take out a bamboo tube from his backpack, which was a handful of incense sticks, and took out a handful of things from his backpack and threw them on the ground.

With the dark red light of the flashlight, everyone finally saw that he was wrapping the cannonball twists around the incense sticks.

"Artillery fire?"

The butts of the guns of the soldiers gathered around him were placed on the ground, and the guns were held to look at the Western view.

But the Tao platoon leader figured it out and greeted him,

"Stupidly look at everything to tie up, and when the cannon starts, the devil thinks we are all nailed here."

Everyone suddenly realized that the soldier who had just had some opinions about him did not want to raise his praise.

"Brother, what are you thinking...... What can I say, it's a goblin, a goblin. ”

"The distance on the incense stick is about the size of a stick, and it is basically the shooting time after careful aiming."

Ignoring the soldiers' rhetoric, Zhang Sixing told them how to tie up,

"Don't be too precise in the interval, it's good to have different lengths."

While tethering the artillery to the artillery battle, he explained to everyone in a soft voice.

Everyone who heard this couldn't help but look at each other, who had eaten a full day and studied these things.

But when you think about it, it's really a good way, at least the devils who surrounded them can't figure out their movements.

One soldier saw that everyone was twisting around the cannon, and he had to get close to the red flashlight to see clearly, so he simply held a flashlight to illuminate it.

There are many people who are easy to do, and it will not take long to wind out dozens of chopsticks and incense sticks.

"It's all inserted in the place where it is often fired, so that the artillery will be twisted and exploded when it falls."

Seeing that some soldiers were directly placed near the shooting hole, Zhang Sixing went over to find a place to insert the incense sticks.

"If you put it flat, it will blow up the incense stick, and you won't be able to play the trick of the suspicious soldiers."

Picking up the backpack, he just wanted to take the single thing, when a soldier took the initiative to come over.

"Brother, give me a single frame, and I'll carry it for you."

Of course, it wasn't a single thing, but what it was, he didn't explain.

Someone else approached and reached for his backpack.

"It's okay, it's not heavy."

While speaking, it was a few steps to catch up with the Tao platoon leader who was about to leave.

"Platoon commander, I am a top soldier, seeing that my flashlight is safe, and the two chiefs are waiting."

Unexpectedly, Platoon Commander Tao refused in a different way,

"You're wounded, I'll send two veterans. You're a paratrooper you've never seen before, and you've got to be a treasure to the commander. ”

Hearing him say this, Zhang Sixing is not arguing, knowing that it takes more than just time to integrate into a team.

The group bent on their waists and quietly followed behind the two sharp soldiers, touching the Japanese defense line.

Just as they were finding the vicinity of the Japanese line, the sound of ping-pong gunfire was heard from the stronghold that had been abandoned.

Hey, those cannonballs aren't bad, they're really like that.

Listening to the messy "gunshots", Platoon Commander Tao thought secretly.

Sure enough, the Japanese who surrounded this small force were alarmed, and machine guns, grenadiers, and rifles rang out together.

They had a great time fighting with the artillery in the stronghold, which was really pleased.

The battlefield was bustling with a flash of shooting and explosions, and it became as lively as a carnival.

The retreating soldiers were in a happy mood, bending over to approach the devil's line, which made them nervous again.

Crossing enemy lines at night is no joke.

If......

The closer they got to the devil's front, the more nervous the soldiers became.

However, misfortune still happened.

With a "boom", two pathfinder soldiers stepped on a mine.

In the firelight, the bombed soldier could be clearly seen, and his body soared in the air and then landed with the scattered debris.

Immediately afterward, there were many screams on the battlefield.

Almost instantly, the suspicious plan arranged by Zhang Sixing lost its effect.

"It's over, I hurt the whole platoon of brothers."

Seeing that the two top soldiers were blown down by the mines, the platoon commander's heart fell to the bottom.

Flares soared into the air almost instantly.

Seeing the wake of the flares, Zhang Sixing knew that once they were illuminated, there would be nowhere to escape in front of the machine guns.

I didn't want to raise my sniper rifle and aim at the flare that had just been lit up for a "poof" shot.

The flare that had just been sprinkled with light lasted less than a second before it was dispersed by a single shot.

"Run, run, follow me......"

In the face of the impending gunfire, Zhang Sixing didn't care about anything else, and shouted at the soldiers around him while running.

"Bobo"

The Japanese were apparently annoyed by his method of firing flares, firing two at once.

Looking up and seeing the obvious trail of flares in the sky, almost everyone's hearts sank.

However, Zhang Sixing had long known that the Japanese would use more flares to disrupt his attacks.

Therefore, while taking the lead in running wildly, he took out the smoke-fog-bomb from the glove bag and threw it out against the upwind of their advance.

There was also a slight "pop" sound, and white smoke erupted.

The battlefield, which was already not well sighted, was even more invisible because of the white smoke.