"There are all our injured brothers in the car. Some of them are seriously injured and cannot see the wind." Nianzi has a tough temper and is reluctant to talk to unfamiliar people, but Tang Cheng, who is standing next to him, reacts quickly.
, secretly stuffed a pack of cigarettes and said a soft word, which made the face of the little boss whose wrist was grabbed by the grinder look a little better. In the carriage, not only Fatty Ma and Watanabe were tied up, but also Tangcheng from there.
The firearms and ammunition found in the fake graves. The Second Company now only has about 30 people, but they brought so many weapons and ammunition to Suzhou. It would be suspicious if they were stationed in Tangcheng.
Tang Cheng temporarily eased the tense atmosphere with cigarettes and gave Xie Bo, who was getting off the car, time to come over. The little leader guarding the checkpoint was just a low-ranking soldier, but Xie Bo had a captain's rank badge on his collar.
Even if the strong dragon does not suppress the local snake, the little boss does not dare to do anything to the captain Xie Bo. "We are from the 88th Division and were ordered to come to Suzhou to look for combat supplies." Xie Bo, wearing half an eye patch on his face and missing an arm
He looked much more aggressive and sent the little leader away without even taking out his ID.
"Awesome" Tang Cheng gave Xie Bo a thumbs up and said a little flattery. The Juma on the checkpoint had already moved away, and Nianzi, who was sitting in the cab, had also started the first truck, waiting for the crowd to crowd around the Juma.
The few refugees on board got out of the way, and the truck could pass through the customs smoothly. There was a "pop" of gunfire, and Tang Cheng, who was standing next to Xie Bo, only felt a "whoosh" of heat in his ears, and then he approached Xie Bo.
Half of my face felt warm, as if hot water had been poured on it.
Subconsciously touching his warm cheek, Tang Cheng looked down at his palm and was stunned. The whole palm was actually blood red. The strong smell of blood told Tang Cheng that what was on his palm was definitely fresh plasma.
"Are you fucking stupid? Come here and help." Liu Yangyang shouted loudly and Tang Cheng changed from a fool back to a normal person. He followed the voice and looked over. Tang Cheng, who had just returned to normal, became stupid again. Xie Bo was shot.
, the neck covered by Liu Yangyang was full of blood.
"Cao Dalu, take out the machine gun and mount it. The bullets are coming from outside on the right side. Peng Hu, take two brothers and go around with long guns. I will cut this bastard into pieces." Suddenly.
The sound of gunfire and Xie Bo's being shot stunned most of the people in the second company. Fortunately, Liu Yangyang reacted quickly. After waking up Tang Cheng with two consecutive kicks, he repeatedly issued siege cover to Cao Dalu and the others.
The command.
"Da da da da da da" Cao Dalu in the carriage didn't even get out of the car. He stabbed the tarpaulin with a bayonet and tore a big hole. He stretched out the machine gun from the gap in the tarpaulin and opened fire. Cao Dalu
Although the specific location of the gunman was not found, the scattering of the machine gun also made the gunman hidden on the right side of the convoy invisible. At the same time, Peng Hu jumped out of the truck and took three uninjured soldiers and began to circle to the flank.
outflank.
"Come here and help, you fucking fool." Liu Yangyang grabbed Tang Cheng with one hand angrily, "Reach out your hand and hold down this place. Don't let go if you hold it tight. If his blood bleeds dry, he will be dead."
"Regardless of whether Tang Cheng was willing or afraid, Liu Yangyang grabbed one of Tang Cheng's hands and pressed it on Xie Bo's neck. The greasy and hot fresh plasma exuded a strong smell of blood, which made Tang Cheng feel like vomiting.
However, no matter how hard Tang Cheng's stiff hands pressed the wound, the wound on Xie Bo's neck still continued to bleed.
"Get out of the way, it's a shame that the pretty boy said you were a talent, what the fuck, you're a soft-footed shrimp." Liu Yangyang, who had retrieved the first aid kit, quickly wrapped gauze around the wound on Xie Bo's neck. At this time, he didn't care about the medical soldier's past.
Liu Yangyang was taught how to bandage wounds, but what Liu Yang wanted was to stop Xie Bo from bleeding. Xie Bo, half of his body covered in blood, had lost too much blood and was in a coma. However, Tang Cheng could feel his pulse, which meant that Xie Bo was still alive.
"Boom!" A puff of smoke rose up not far from Liu Yangyang and the others. Several panicked refugees lay in a pool of blood and screamed, "The grenade is the Japanese grenade. Niu Wazi, let me find them."
"The position." Cao Dalu roared in the carriage to change the magazine. Niu Wazi, who had always been regarded as a burden and a chatterbox by Tang Cheng, now showed agility different from his usual performance and grabbed the iron arch of the carriage with both hands.
Pushing up, Niu Wazi was already on the roof of the car.
"You take good care of him. If he dies, I will twist off your head and play it with a ball." Liu Yangyang pushed Xie Bo, whose neck was wrapped in gauze and was swollen, to Tangcheng, and grabbed a gun from the carriage.
The rifle jumped off the roadbed. Tang Cheng, who was at a loss, hugged Xie Bo tightly in his arms, staring stupidly at Xie Bo's neck. He didn't even know that the unconscious Xie Bo had opened his eyes.
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"Leave me alone, go help them, go." After Xie Bo woke up, he only said one sentence and fell into coma again. Looking at Xie Bo's pale cheeks, Tang Cheng's head became a mess. General
Die immediately, die by the clay pot well, this is an old saying heard in Tangcheng. Unexpectedly, Xie Bo even survived such a tragic war in Shanghai, but now he was half-dead by a bullet shot from an unknown place. Tang
Cheng didn't know whether he should be glad that he wasn't the one who got shot, or regret that he didn't send Xie Bo into the carriage earlier.
"You take care of him. If the company commander dies, Liu Yangyang will definitely break your neck when he comes back." Tang Cheng looked at the cook who was lying under the car with his head in his hands. Regardless of the cook's struggle, Tang Cheng
He used all his strength to pull the cook out from under the car. After giving Xie Bo to the cook, Tang Cheng took out his gun and jumped off the roadbed. Liu Yangyang, who jumped off the roadbed, had already disappeared and disappeared.
Tang Cheng, armed with a shell gun, took a few steps in the direction where Cao Dalu was shooting desperately, then he stepped back after thinking something was wrong.
Maybe it was Tang Cheng's so-called sixth sense that came into play, or maybe Robert, who had already gone to heaven, was protecting Tang Cheng. Just when Tang Cheng was retreating, two mortar shells fired from a distance were accurately fired.
The truck that hit Cao Dalu was hit, and the flaming shrapnel and truck fragments scattered the place where Tang Cheng walked. The violent sound when the truck exploded gave Tang Cheng, who was under the roadbed, a splitting headache.
The ground was also shaking with the explosion. Tang Cheng, who fell on his back, seemed to be lying on a trampoline. The shock was so violent that his internal organs rolled and his joints became numb.
He didn't even bother to help Liu Yangyang and the others. Tang Cheng climbed up the road almost on his hands and knees and ran towards the truck that had turned into a fireball. Not only was Cao Dalu on the truck, but there were also several injured soldiers from the Second Company in the truck.
.Red, this is the only color that can be seen in Tangcheng back on the highway. The flames are red, the blood flowing from the body that keeps rolling around trying to extinguish the flames is also red, and the cook's dusty face and open mouth are also red.
"Brother Dalu" Tang Cheng judged who Cao Dalu was from the machine guns scattered on the ground, and rushed over to extinguish the flames for Cao Dalu. Cao Dalu, who had an indifferent expression, just opened his eyes and looked at him, his indifferent expression was like a dying numbness.
Tang Cheng followed Liu Yangyang's example and tore open a first aid kit, stuffed the tourniquet into Cao Dalu's bleeding armpit, and put his arms on his neck. Cao Dalu kept a numb expression and his eyes were a little dull.
Only his white lips were trembling slightly, and a few large beads of sweat slid down from his temples.
There should be many injuries on Cao Dalu's body. The most serious injury should be on his right arm. The blood has soaked most of the sleeves of the military uniform. Tang Cheng tried to remove Cao Dalu's left hand from the wound, but he
His two arms remained stiff. He had no choice but to increase his strength, and then he reluctantly removed his hand. Then Tang Cheng was immediately shocked to find that Cao Dalu's right arm and armpit were bloody and bloody, and through the torn clothes,
It can even be seen that some skin and flesh are obviously missing from the limbs.
Covering Cao Dalu's wound with all his strength, Tang Cheng, who was kneeling on the ground, turned around and shouted, "Someone help me, someone help me hold down his wound." The ambulance soldiers of the Second Company had long been killed in downtown Shanghai.
, Tang Cheng’s method of dressing wounds was learned from Liu Yangyang, but he could not do anything about Cao Dalu’s wounds, so he had to ask others for help. Tang Cheng shouted several times, and a wounded soldier from the Second Company with a broken leg used it.
His elbow crawled over to help Tang Cheng hold down Cao Dalu's wound, and the deep red blood trailed a long trail of blood behind the wounded soldier.
Before Tang Cheng could tear open the second first aid kit, Cao Dalu suddenly grabbed Tang Cheng's arm with his left hand. His empty eyes seemed to penetrate everything and see another world. His trembling lips opened and closed and he managed to spit out a few vague words.
Qing's words suddenly increased with strength in his hand. Tang Cheng's hand hurt, but he resisted and did not pull it back. In fact, it only took a moment for the hand that held him to lose its grip.
Slowly losing strength.
"Ah" holding Cao Dalu's body, Tang Cheng screamed like crazy. Tang Cheng had seen a lot of dead people since Robert's death, but they were all strangers. Cao Dalu and the others had already met Tang Cheng.
Tang Cheng has lived together for more than a week, and they are all familiar faces. Tang Cheng closed his eyes in pain, silently experiencing the terrible death so close at hand, experiencing the infinite sadness of the loss of life, and experiencing the blood and cruelty of this world.
The stories Robert told himself were all stories, this was the real war.
The death of Cao Dalu gave Tangcheng a new understanding of war. Bullets on the battlefield have no eyes. No one knows who will be shot next.
If you keep sweeping, you will definitely become the opponent's target. It doesn't matter who is right or wrong between the two opposing sides in the war. War is a game where you kill me and I kill you. No matter what method you use, as long as you kill your opponent, you will win.