"Song Qing, my name is Liu Dapeng, good job, I'm a man! Are you okay with your hands? ”

Song Qing glanced down at the arm that was tightly tied by him to temporarily stop the bleeding, shook his head and said, "It's okay, you can continue to kill devils." ”

"Did the brethren see that? This Song Qing brother came here from the New World thousands of miles away, this marksmanship, this blood, this courage, you have all been compared! Look at you shrinking your heads one by one, no wonder the little devils don't take our Nanjing in their eyes, don't take our garrison in their eyes, if our soldiers are the same as this brother, why worry about the Japanese army not retreating? ”

The soldier named Liu Dapeng gave a thumbs up to Song Qing on the one hand, and said the above to several other soldiers with gray faces and even trembling all over.

Perhaps stimulated by Song Qing's martial bravery, or perhaps inspired by the words of their companions, these soldiers stopped trembling, faded away their confusion, suppressed their fear, and rekindled a fire called "battle spirit" in their eyes.

"Who do you say is afraid? They are bloody, so we are bloodless? Brothers, all of you are rushing with me~~! Destroy all the little devils who just slipped through the net! I don't believe it, these devils are also people, they also need to rest, they also have fear, they will also be afraid of death, blindly defending will only make these invaders kick their noses in the face and rush with me! Get them all out! ”

"Kill~~~!"

"Rush~~~!"

Seeing that the soldier who was still like a frosted eggplant just now regained his strength and rushed towards the place where the gunshots rang out, the soldier named Liu Dapeng from before patted Song Qing's uninjured shoulder.

"Brother Song, how are my acting skills? These defenders must be boosted by a shot in the arm, and I am afraid that they will be defeated at any moment. ”

Song Qing seemed to be seriously injured, grinned in pain, and pointed at the man: "You kid is not afraid of showing your stuff, you are not a local at all." ”

"Who's going to find out if you're a local at this time? You just say that what we say doesn't work, right? ”

"It works, of course it works, I'm guarding here, you go back quickly, report the situation here to Brother Hao, and say that Zhongshan Gate needs support."

"Okay, Brother Song, you hold on, I'll come when I go."

Liu Dapeng carried a gun, half-hunched and quickly walked through the street, and his figure gradually disappeared into the smoke of gunpowder.

And seeing his figure walking away, the smile on Song Qing's face became hideous again.

He glanced down at his legs, where the blood had gathered into a puddle of blood, and even though he had pierced the wound with his belt, it still couldn't stop the bleeding completely, only slowed down a little.

"...... I can still fight! ”

Song Qing gritted his teeth, took out the grenade he was carrying, carefully disassembled it, poured out some gunpowder, smeared it on his broken leg wound, and took out the standard lighter equipped in the army, and took a few deep breaths.

"Brother, you ...... What are you doing? ”

Seeing Song Qing's operation, the soldiers of the garrison who were passing by couldn't help but stop and look over.

"Hehe~ It's okay, stop the bleeding."

Song Qing didn't have any extra nonsense, and with a "swish" sound, the lighter slid on the ground, the gear transmission, the flames soared, and the gunpowder that he smeared on the broken leg burned instantly when it caught fire.

"Zizizi-"

The smell of burnt flesh and skin instantly spread to all directions, and several soldiers who were far away were also attracted by the movement here, and they cast puzzled looks.

Song Qing bit the butt of the gun, not letting his screams come out to attract the enemy, the beads of sweat on his forehead rolled down like beans, and his trembling legs were scorched, but he successfully stopped the bleeding.

"This brother, you ......"

The soldier who asked just now saw this scene, his pupils contracted unconsciously, and the hairs on his body stood up, and his eyes looked at Song Qing with admiration, puzzlement, and a little fear.

"It's all done at this point, are you still unwilling to give up?"

Song Qing moved his body a little weakly, he reloaded the bullets, checked the rest of the equipment, put the two grenades left on his body in his hand, did not answer the other party's question, but pointed the gun in his hand at the gap in the city wall that had become loose again in the distance.

"Brother, the little devil is here again, you can't even compare to me as a half-dead disabled person, right? It's also time for the little devils to taste the awesomeness of our Chinese! ”

Song Qing's actions made all the soldiers who came over fall into a deep shock, they also saw those who were hard and hard, and they had seen those who were not afraid of death, but it was the first time they had seen the one in front of them who was tough and not afraid of death and calm.

To be precise, Song Qing is not afraid of death, if he is really not afraid of death, he will not burn his wounds with gunpowder, of course I want to live, he bought a new house in the New World, married a new wife, and had children, he could have ignored everything that happened here and concentrated on being his own middle-class rich man.

But since he knew about the suffering of his motherland, his childhood memories have been replaced in his heart, which is a kind of inseparable blood connection, and it is a kind of family and country feelings that cannot be relieved even if he is thousands of miles away.

Mr. Zhou said that the country is a country, and only when there is a country can there be a home, and the reason why they Chinese have been rejected and looked down upon by the mainstream people in the New World for so many years is because they did not regard it as their home.

The roots of the Chinese are in China, the real home is also in China, and now they go out to work hard for their careers, but someone comes to the door to smash and bully our family, as a master, can we agree? The answer, of course, is no.

Not only can we not agree, but we will also fight back, teach the brutal invaders a hard lesson, and let them know that we not only have relatives at home, but also family members who go out to work and study.

"Bang la la la~~~"

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang, and the gap in the wall that was jammed with corpses was blasted open again.

After the explosion of the shell this time, the corpse and meat mixed with the fragments of clothes sprayed everywhere, and the choking smoke and dust rose up, and as the smoke and dust gradually became thinner, Song Qing's face suddenly became serious.

What did he hear, yes, that kind of sound he had heard before, during training at the military school, and was very familiar, it was the sound of a track pressing against the sand, and yet what had a track? Tanks, no doubt.

"Everyone's attention~~~ The devil's tank is coming! Spread out to the side, don't crowd them all together, spread out immediately! Blow up its tracks with a grenade, don't let it drive into the city, you must stop it! ”

As soon as Song Qing's words fell, in the rumbling sound of the tracks, a steel giant beast pressed over the broken limbs on the ground, and with some masonry that had knocked down the gap in the city wall, it squeezed in so unreasonably.

The muzzle of the black hole slowly turned, aiming at the direction where Song Qing was hiding.

At this moment, he silently said in his heart, "My life is resting." ”

After all, with the injuries on his body now, he is powerless to dodge the tank's attack, even if this shelling does not kill him, the other party will drive over and directly crush him into pulp, and he can't dodge at all, and he can't dodge at all.

Suddenly, a trailing sound of tail flames sped behind him and slammed into the side of the tank, exploding violently.

"Song Qing~~~Hold on~~~We're coming~~~!"

"Anti-tank rocket artillery!?"

Song Qing looked overjoyed, knowing that he was saved.

This is an anti-tank rocket launcher developed and produced by the holding weapon company under the Dragon Chamber of Commerce, and it is said that this weapon is still a design drawing drawn by Mr. Zhou himself, and now it has finally come in handy!