The gendarmerie Liu Yangyang was worried about did not show up. After exchanging ammunition with the defeated soldiers with food that day, Liu Yangyang made plans to be taken back and imprisoned by the gendarmerie of the teaching corps. It is against military discipline for the army to trade arms and ammunition privately.
If the guys from the teaching corps find out about this, Liu Yangyang, who has always been ignored by them, will definitely not be able to do anything good. After a few more days of worry, Liu Yangyang, who was safe and sound, began to worry about the increasingly chaotic situation.
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There are fewer and fewer broken troops coming from the direction of Chunhua Town. The 74th Army has dispatched the 51st Division to Chunhua Town in accordance with the orders of the Nanjing Garrison Headquarters. However, Liu Sanying felt something bad in his heart. Specifically, he also said
If you don't come out, you just feel bad. Almost every day in Nanjing, a condolence group goes to Chunhua Town to express condolences to the 51st Division, but no one cares about the Second Company that stands at the intersection of two highways, even the 51st Division in Chunhua Town.
The division commander received condolences such as meat and cigarettes one after another, but Erlian still provided for himself, which caused another gold bar to be missing from the mezzanine of Tangcheng's belt.
"Mazi, Mazi, give me some pieces of paper. Don't eat too much of Naiqiu's duck head. My stomach is so tight." Yang Douzi, who emerged from the machine gun nest, grabbed the straw paper from Mazi's face and went straight to the flank of the position.
A piece of wild land, where the wind was down, so that he would not smoke the brothers in the class when it was convenient for him. Carefully avoiding the excrement produced by other brothers, Yang Douzi found a place near the bushes and squatted down.
The second class is famous for being able to eat and pull goods, but he is also the one with the fastest brain in the second class. He survived several battles without any injuries, and the veterans of the second company also all
Give him a high look.
Yang Douzi, who was thinking of humming a tune, had just found the tune, but suddenly he fell to the ground on all fours as if he was frightened. He quietly lifted up his pants without even having time to wipe his buttocks. Yang Douzi
As soon as he drew out the short sword that never left his body, a black figure jumped out from the dark night behind him, and directly pressed Yang Douzi to the ground who had just reacted. Yang Douzi wanted to shout, but the guy on his back was dead.
After grabbing his neck, he couldn't scream at all. He tried to shake off the guy with all his strength, but he was directly sitting on his waist, and he couldn't use any strength at all.
"Damn, it's a little devil." The hand that had taken away the dagger was picking at it unconsciously. Yang Douzi suddenly touched the man's shoes. He was wearing cowhide military shoes. The Second Company fought with the Japanese army in Shanghai.
At that time, Yang Douzi also personally stabbed Japanese soldiers to death with bayonets, and knew that they were all wearing cowhide military shoes. The 88th Division, which is directly related to the Japanese army, also wore leather military shoes, but they were high-top, big-toe military boots, not semi-military boots like the Japanese army.
Waist leather military shoes.
Yang Douzi's hands were flailing wildly for a long time but he couldn't find anything that could help him. He struggled with all his strength and couldn't get rid of the man on his back. Just when Yang Douzi was dizzy and weak, his fingers touched a
Hard stuff.
It's a grenade. Yang Douzi touched the grenade on his waist. Damn it, if you die, just die. You can't take the lives of so many brothers.
Before Yang Douzi lost his last consciousness, he held his breath and unscrewed the back cover of the grenade. With just a slight hook of his twitching fingers, an unnoticed wisp of white smoke came out in the dark night. There was a loud "boom" and a dazzling sound.
The fire was mixed with hot shrapnel, which directly tore Yang Douzi and the Japanese soldier on him into pieces. The field on the flank of the position was instantly lit up by a ball of fire.
"There are Japs, there are Japs." The dozing pockmarked face and the second squad leader Biaozi were awakened by the explosion. Looking at the field of steel helmets illuminated by fire, they couldn't help but throw a few grenades in succession. Yeji left.
The guard post between the pockmarked man and Biaozi was only a dozen meters away. Such a distance was nothing to veterans like them. "Boom! Boom, boom" the grenades thrown in the past exploded one after another, exposing them to the light of the fire.
The Japanese soldiers below were instantly enveloped in thick smoke and dust. In the continuously flashing explosion flames, one could see their bodies being blown up in the air and torn into several pieces.
"Click, click, click, click." The machine gunner of the second squadron in the trench pulled the trigger of the light machine gun, and a locust-like rain of fiery bullets rushed into the field full of fire, knocking down all the missing Japanese soldiers in the flames.
"Boom" "Boom" The Japanese soldiers in the bushes began to use grenades to bombard the light machine gun positions of the second squadron, enduring the suffocating feeling of the hot air forcing into their lungs and the burning sensation caused by the hot mud hitting their bodies.
The machine gunner, whose ears were ringing in pain, shouted loudly in his heart, but the light machine gun in his hand did not stop shooting until the extended rain of bullets silenced the Japanese grenadiers hidden in the bushes.
So far.
"Magazine, magazine!" The machine gunner, who was blinded by the sand, couldn't find the magazine for his back on the sandbag in front of him, so he turned his head and shouted loudly, but Qiu Jiangong, the third officer who came after hearing the news, stuffed it in time.
Two spare machine gun magazines passed by. "Click, click, click." The machine gunner who had replaced the spare magazines fired several times at the place he thought was suspicious. When he found that the opponent did not fight back, he loosened his grip.
The butt of the gun on the shoulder. From the sudden explosion in the field, to the start of Pockmarked Face and Biaozi throwing grenades, until the opponent stopped fighting back, the whole process only took a short two or three minutes, which was a bit too fast for the two of them.
I can't even believe it.
"The squad leaders of each class will count their numbers, and those who are injured will give a shout." After whispering a few words, Liu Yangyang, who was carrying a shell gun, touched the side of the pockmarked face. This is the trench closest to the wilderness, which is convenient for Liu Yangyang to judge and observe the situation.
After a while, an anxious Nianzi came over and said, "Except for Yang Douzi, all the other brothers are here. The three injured are all minor injuries, all scratched by stray bullets. It's not a big problem." Although there is only one in Erlian
The ambulance soldiers can take care of three lightly wounded people, which is more than enough.
"F*cking foodie, he ate without asking him to eat, and ended up getting a bad stomach. This fucking guy is looking for death." The pockmarked face with tears in his eyes couldn't help but cursed. The remaining people of Erlian
There aren't many in the first place, and everyone gets along very well, especially the pockmarked face who likes to smoke and the greedy Yang Douzi. Since Yang Douzi is the only one missing now, it is not difficult to judge the sudden explosion in the field just now.
Yang Douzi, who must have gone to defecate, was caught by the Japanese soldiers. Unable to escape, Yang Douzi pulled a grenade and died with them.
The cook, who was awakened by the explosion and gunshots, learned that Yang Douzi was forced to die with the Japanese soldiers because of diarrhea. He regretted that he would have died immediately. If he hadn't gone back to the city to buy food at a cheap price today, he would have bought it.
When he came back from some duck heads and duck feet that were sold cheaply in restaurants, Yang Douzi couldn't be greedy and had diarrhea. If it hadn't been for diarrhea, maybe Yang Douzi wouldn't have been held down by the Japanese, and Yang Douzi wouldn't have to die with the Japanese soldiers.
Suddenly the wind started blowing in the field, and the smell of meat cooked by fire drifted over, mixed with several painful screams. Liu Yangyang, who was cold-faced, snatched the pock-marked rifle and threw it to the cook, pointing to the outside of the trench.
The spark-dotted wilderness said in a deep voice, "Yang Douzi died over there. Our brothers are dead, but there are still injured Japanese soldiers outside. Do you dare to go out and kill all those little Japanese soldiers?"
Yang Douzi's revenge?" The cook wanted to say that he didn't dare to go, but when he raised his head and met Liu Yangyang's murderous eyes, the cook swallowed his words again.
The cook, whose legs were shaking, didn't dare to say that he was scared. That foodie Yang Douzi was also his brother, and it was right to avenge his brother. If he didn't dare to go out and kill the injured Japanese soldiers now, in the future in the second company,
He can no longer hold his head high and be a human being.
"Let Jiu Jin go. Only Jiu Jin in the Second Company has not killed a Japanese soldier. Let's give him a chance this time to save him from panic when he encounters a Japanese soldier again." The cook had already raised his leg.
About to climb up the trench, Tang Cheng pulled the cook back with trembling legs in time, nodded to Liu Yangyang, Tang Cheng whispered a few instructions to Jiu Jin, and then watched Jiu Jin climb out of the trench.
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Tang Cheng did not want to put Jiujin in danger, but since Jiujin chose to avenge the villagers, he must be prepared to face death at any time. Liu Yangyang seemed domineering and unreasonable.
But Liu Yangyang would never let his own people fall into danger. Since Liu Yangyang dared to ask the cook to come out of the trench to clean up the injured Japanese soldiers, it means that those Japanese soldiers have lost the ability to fight back.
, this kind of opportunity is perfect for Jiu Jin to practice his courage.
"Poof", Jiujin, who rolled out of the trench, did not hesitate at all. He stabbed the spear in his hand into the chest of a wounded Japanese soldier, then wiped the Japanese soldier's body with his feet, and clumsily
The blood-stained bayonet was pulled out. Another "poof". Four Japanese soldiers who were still alive were stabbed to death with bayonets in a matter of seconds. The veterans in the trench were all dumbfounded. What the hell!
Are you still the honest and honest Jiujin you usually are? This guy is simply a murderer without batting an eyelid.
All the veterans in the trenches collectively turned to look at Tang Cheng. Jiu Jin was brought by him. The only one who knew the details of Jiu Jin was Tang Cheng himself. "Don't look at me. I met Jiu Jin on the way.
The Japanese infiltration team in disguise killed everyone in their village, and he was the only one who happened to be out and escaped. I didn't know this guy was so good at killing people." Tang Cheng explained to everyone with some embarrassment,
But he suddenly remembered in his mind the light of the knife that struck him. If he hadn't fallen in panic at that time, maybe Jiujin would have cut him in half.
"Clean the battlefield and bring back everything that can still be used. The Japanese corpses are thrown there to feed the dogs." Liu Yangyang, who had been searching in the wilderness for a long time, came back carrying Yang Douzi's German-style steel helmet. There were everywhere in the wilderness.
The flesh and blood was cut into pieces by shrapnel. Liu Yangyang couldn't find Yang Douzi's body, so he had to pick up his helmet.