Chapter 557 Wild Flowers

The little soldier looked outside the position, bare and nothing.

He looked a little disappointed, and then his eyes suddenly fell to a corner outside the position, where there was a miraculously an unknown wild flower growing. No matter how fierce the artillery fire or how the plane bombed it, the wild flower tenaciously maintained its vitality.

The little soldier looked around and his companions were resting. He tiptoed down and left the position, picking off the wild flower with news.

If you can return to the position and find a helmet to keep it, it is also a pleasure to take a look at it when fighting.

He didn't know that at this time, a sniper of the Japanese had already aimed at him on the opposite position, and the black muzzle could then take his life...

The gunshots rang out instantly, but the little soldier was not dead.

At that moment, a figure pulled him back to the position. The soil splashed by bullets made the little soldier look like earth, and he was just a little short of being killed.

"You're fucking desperate. If I shoot you first, I won't let you be beaten to death by the Japanese for no reason!" The company commander Jia Zhanbiao's roar was lingering in his ears.

"Company Commander, look, look!" The little soldier was not afraid at all. Instead, he happily handed the wild flower to the company commander: "Look, how beautiful, how beautiful!"

Jia Zhanbiao was a little amused and cried. He risked his life just to pick such a worthless wild flower.

He originally wanted to scold him fiercely, but when he saw the little warrior's innocent look on his face, he suddenly became unbearable again. Instead, he took a helmet and threw it in front of him.

"Get some soil and keep it..."

There was a hole in the helmet, and I don’t know who the original owner was. The little soldier found the soil with great enthusiasm and carefully put the flower in it.

The gunfire just now had already alarmed the brothers on the position, and they all surrounded each other and looked at the wild flower curiously.

"Hey, what kind of flower is this, it's so beautiful."

"I don't know, but I heard that some flowers can be eaten and taste very sweet."

"Blow it, you can really blow it all. Flowers can be eaten, you think you are a beast."

"How do you speak, how do you speak, I really tell you that I have seen people eating flowers."

The position was full of chaos, as if this wild flower was the rarest thing on the entire position.

There was nothing else here except bullets, shells, blood and death. A life-like thing suddenly appeared here, undoubtedly making these soldiers feel novel.

"Go aside, let me go, what are you doing, and you're here." The battalion commander Xie Dakui came.

The soldiers made way. Xie Dakui walked in and looked at it. His eyes suddenly burst out with excitement: "Yo He, you can still see this rare thing here, this is a treasure..."

Fearing that the battalion commander would snatch the flower, Jia Zhanbiao rushed forward, picked up the helmet, and handed it to the little soldier: "Take it back and put it in hand, what will it look like if you raise a flower in the army?"

"You said you are so fucking stingy. My dignified battalion commander will scramble with you to break things." After someone saw through his "conspiracy", Xie Dakui blushed a little, and then asked seriously: "How is the situation today?"

Jia Zhanbiao also put away his smile: "The Japanese launched more than ten charges, but we beat them back."

Xie Dakui nodded: "This is the key to connecting our 106th Brigade. The task of our battalion is to stay here. No matter whether our brigade is in danger of being broken. Just now, the regiment headquarters sent two platoons, and I will transfer ten people to you. Jia Zhanbiao, I don't worry about fighting, but don't be careless. The Japanese's combat power is still very strong."

"We have never done anything cowardly." Jia Zhanbiao said carelessly, patting his chest and saying, "Just don't worry, don't think of taking this position with the Japanese!

At this time, the cannon sounded again. Jia Zhanbiao squatted down and said, "Battleman, go back, the Japanese are going to start attacking, just leave it to me!"

The Japanese rushed up in dense formations, and the light and heavy weapons on the positions opened fire together...

The 106th Brigade is the ace force of the 36th Division. All the officers and soldiers of the brigade have the same common problem as the ace forces of the Third War Zone, that is, they are arrogant and I am the number one in the world. Not to mention these Japanese, even brothers don’t take it seriously. When fighting, they all look like they are desperate.

Machine guns, rifles, submachine guns, grenades, and various weapons were thrown out like rain. The fierce sound of gunfire made the entire position tremble.

The Japanese's charge was temporarily suppressed, but before the brothers could take a breath, the position really trembled.

A Japanese tank appeared arrogantly in the soldiers' sight.

"Damn it, I really think of me. I used the tank. I came here and exploded him and this bastard!" Jia Zhanbiao shouted gritted his teeth.

Two soldiers rushed out with cluster grenades, but without rushing a few steps, they swept down the Japanese machine gun. A soldier had no smoke and tried to climb forward a few steps, but in the end he was still shot into a honeycomb by the Japanese bullets...

Unable to let the tank rush up unscrupulously, Jia Zhanbiao yelled loudly.

"Meat bullets, meat bullets, put meat bullets on me, and I'm not afraid of death and I'll take it on myself!"

The so-called meat bullets tied up grenades on the soldiers and rushed up to die with the enemy. This is the self-deprecating name given to him by the 106th Brigade, but full of sadness.

The 106th Brigade had light reinforcements. They had no anti-tank weapons or attacking weapons. The only thing they could rely on was their bodies and lives. They used their bodies to explode at critical moments...

In fact, even if you are prepared to fight a battle, how many heavy weapons can these ace troops have?

The Soviets' aid and the production of their own arsenals were not enough to consume on the battlefield. If it weren't for the sufficient rest and replenishment, some troops would even have a serious shortage of ammunition.

Meat bullets are their only choice.

"Sir, I'll do it!"

Hearing this voice, Jia Zhanbiao turned his head back, it was the little warrior. He hesitated for a moment, and then nodded silently...

The brothers around him helped the little warrior tie the grenades to him one by one. No one spoke, but only had heavy breathing.

"Help me take care of it." The little soldier pointed to the wild flowers lying quietly in a corner of the position, and a bright smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He saw the company commander nodding hard, his smile became brighter and he looked at the wild flowers reluctantly for the last time, and then rushed out without hesitation.

Everyone on the position saw a thin figure, skillfully dodging bullets, and rushing towards the rampant tank. Suddenly, the figure staggered and fell to the ground.

Just as Jia Zhanbiao shook his head in despair and wanted to send another suicide squad, his body suddenly stood up again.

"Machine gun, machine gun cover!" Jia Zhanbiao roared with all hissing.

Under the cover of the machine gun, the little soldier kept jumping forward, sometimes rolling a few times, sometimes rushing a few steps, and not long enough, he finally rushed to the front of the tank.

A cheer broke out on the position and soon calmed down again...

They saw the little warrior lying down, and when the tank drove past him, everyone heard a loud bang in their ears...

A gust of wind blew, and the wild flower swayed.

It seemed a little strange, why did its owner, just as soon as he had settled himself, could no longer see anyone?

"Blow, beat me hard!"

Jia Zhanbiao shouted angrily, the machine gun in his hand roaring like crazy. The two Japanese who jumped out of the tank had just run back a few steps before being swept to the ground by the machine gun. At this moment, Jia Zhanbiao was really crazy...

No one is afraid of death from the beginning of entering the battlefield, everyone regards themselves as dead people.

But the death of the little soldier made him very sad. He remembered that the little soldier's name was Zhan Shulong, who was from Jiangxi. He was only nineteen years old today. No, he seemed to be eighteen years old.

Jia Zhanbiao blamed himself a little. This company commander didn't even remember the age of his brothers.

His arm was scratched by a stray bullet, but Jia Zhanbiao felt no pain at all, and the machine gun in his hand started to roar even more violently.

I took the time to take a look. The wild flower didn't feel the bloody atmosphere on the battlefield at all, and it actually swayed in the wind...

Heartless things, your master has already died in battle, but you are actually dancing on the battlefield. I have to punish you for not drinking water for a day, but you are still so heartless...

Jia Zhanbiao suddenly felt a little funny. He was a company commander of the national army and a wild flower.

The Japanese attack was suppressed back. Jia Zhanbiao lay tiredly in the position. The injury on his arm seemed not to be very serious, and Jia Zhanbiao didn't care about it.

I took the kettle before putting it to my lips. As if I thought of something, I put the kettle on the wild flowers and watered it a little.

Drink, little thing. God knows if he will still be alive after the next attack of the Japanese. Is there anyone who can help you water it? You will be thirsty to death.

After checking the position, the entire company suffered less than half of the casualties, which was acceptable.

Even if there is not much ammunition, I guess I can only shoot it a few more times. What should I do then? Fight for bayonets? But to be honest, most of my company are recruits, and there is still a big gap when fighting bayonets with the Japanese.

Jia Zhanbiao shook his head and decided not to think about it anymore. What's the use of thinking too much? Anyway, when the Japanese rushed up, everyone was just trying to kill him. He didn't believe that those Japanese who deserved to be killed were invulnerable to swords and guns.

Another gust of wind blew, and Jia Zhanbiao sneezes.
Chapter completed!