"Company commander, these are the binoculars and pistols used by the Japanese officers." Qiu Jiangong, the third squad leader, handed Liu Yangyang the binoculars he got from cleaning the battlefield and the southern pistol issued by the Japanese officers, but the latter kept a cold face and said
Qiu Jiangong just turned a blind eye. It was not that Liu Yangyang was suffering from hysteria, but that his mind was still thinking about why the Japanese army suddenly appeared here. Qiu Jiangong, who was standing in front of him, had not entered into him at all.
In Liu Yangyang's mind, Qiu Jiangong was no different from the air.
In the dim light of the fire, through the thinning dust, Tang Cheng, carrying a rifle, wandered like a ghost on the bloody battlefield. Except for the four Japanese wounded soldiers who were stabbed to death by Jiu Jin with bayonets, Tang Cheng almost
There was not a single complete corpse in sight. In front of him was the pit left by the grenade explosion. Several burning flames in the pit looked like the legendary will-o'-wisps in hell. Dead bodies and bloodstains were everywhere, red.
Blood, black blood and white flesh, when Tang Cheng imitated veterans and searched for loot, he had to use his hands to turn over the dilapidated Japanese corpses.
When walking through the pile of corpses, Tang Cheng was not afraid, but more disgusted. The strong smell of blood and meat in the air made Tang Cheng want to vomit. But he couldn't vomit, he had to adapt to this kind of situation as soon as possible.
From the taste, Liu Yangyang has judged that this group of Japanese soldiers should be just the top scouts of the Japanese army. As the large Japanese army approaches, more fierce battles will soon come.
The ditch behind him was crowded with veterans of the second company watching the fun. They were all looking at Tang Cheng, so Tang Cheng couldn't help but vomit. Soldiers only obey guys who are tougher than them, especially the veterans. Once Tang Cheng
Cheng was showing his timidity now. From now on, he and Jiu Jin could only imagine how long he and Jiu Jin would spend in Erlian, so no matter what, he had to endure his nausea and walk through this circle in flesh and blood.
After returning to the trench, Tang Cheng's legs softened and he leaned on the sandbag. Tang Cheng's mind was blank and he didn't even hear clearly what Qiu Jiangong said just now. "Ah, what did you just say? My mind is still a little confused.
"Tang Cheng's eyes suddenly became focused, and he looked at Qiu Jiangong in front of him with a confused expression. Qiu Jiangong was the oldest veteran in the Second Company besides Liu Yangyang. The previous platoon leaders were unable to win over Qiu Jiangong.
Jiangong was brought to the battalion headquarters by the veterans, and finally the regiment demoted Qiu Jiangong's sergeant to a corporal. If the second company hadn't been promoted to one level this time, Qiu Jiangong would still be a corporal like Tang Cheng.
"One quarrel will make you feel better." For the first time, Qiu Jiangong took out his precious wine gourd and handed it to Tang Cheng. The wine gourd was given to him by a close friend of Qiu Jiangong. It was usually very rare, and no one wanted it.
Don't let him move. "I forgot how old I was when I killed people for the first time. I just remember that there were dead people everywhere. We were the only three of us who survived in a company. The smell of blood was much stronger than it is today, and so were we.
I got better after drinking, you just get used to it." Qiu Jiangong didn't mean to laugh at Tang Cheng, he just sat down with him and said a lot of words without thinking, which made Tang Cheng feel better.
A little more.
"What are you talking about, old man? This kid has killed as many people as you. You haven't seen the scars on his body. I'm afraid even a roller can't compare to him. You are still worried that he was frightened and pulled.
, that is absolutely impossible." Liu Yangyang, who came along the trench, sat down next to Qiu Jiangong, and threw most of the pack of cigarettes he dug out from the Japanese soldier's corpse to Tang Cheng, who looked a little pale.
At Qiu Jiangong's signal, Tang Cheng uncorked the gourd, and a strong aroma of wine floated out. The alluring aroma lifted Tang Cheng's spirit. He shook the wine gourd, and Tang Cheng
He raised his head and took a big sip. After swallowing the wine, a ball of heat rushed from his stomach to his head. "Good wine." Tang Cheng praised it, raised his head and took another sip, and then drank the rest.
The small gourd of wine was handed back to Qiu Jiangong. Tang Cheng was not a good drinker, but it was not that he couldn't drink. He often stole wine with Robert when he was a kid. He still had a bit of alcohol capacity, but it was so strong like this.
He had never drank wine before.
As the saying goes, drinking reflects your character. Tangcheng's drinking style made Qiu Jiangong like him even more. "Company commander, let's see what good thing I got you." The soldiers who followed up to clean up the battlefield all said
When he came back, Lao Gao rolled up his sleeves and hugged a heavy iron guy with his pockmarked face. Many soldiers in the army only knew the weapons in their own troops, but did not know much about the weapons and equipment equipped by the Japanese army.
The iron thing that came back was the 50mm grenade launcher equipped by the Japanese army.
When Liu Yangyang took the big cake to replace weapons and ammunition on the highway, he had already bought a Japanese 50 grenade with gold bars from the defeated major. The principle of this thing is the same as that of a mortar, but the caliber is the same.
Its range and shooting range are smaller than those of mortars, and its destructive power after explosion is also smaller than that of mortars. But its biggest advantage is that it is incomparable to mortars. It is light and compact, and can be carried around by one person.
Grenades can be launched anytime and anywhere, and the infantry grenades issued by Japanese soldiers can also be used as grenades.
Seeing the excitement on their pockmarked faces, Liu Yangyang took a Japanese grenade he had just captured, calculated his distance from the wilderness, and then fired a Japanese grenade with a grenade and went out. He just listened.
With a "boom", the grenade fired from the grenade hit the center of the field, blowing up the Japanese corpses on the ground into even more broken flesh and blood. "You see, this thing is more effective than a mortar.
It can be used by just one person." Liu Yangyang pointed to the pitch black and shallow pits in the wilderness and said to Tang Cheng confidently.
Tang Cheng has always been worried about the fact that he only bought a light machine gun and a grenade for one gold bar that day. Liu Yangyang practiced the grenade in front of everyone, which was actually proving to Tang Cheng.
The benefits and practicality of things. Tang Cheng, who was leaning in the trenches, was a little helpless at Liu Yangyang's disguised complacency. The money had already been spent. How could he still ask Liu Yangyang to pay back the money immediately? This was obviously impossible.
Since it is impossible, why should I insist on it?
"Get rich, get rich." A veteran of the third squad leader Qiu Jiangong came over excitedly. The small book in his hand was full of crooked pencil calligraphy. There were not many people in the second company who could write. This is called
Zhou Fu's guy can barely count as a literate person. Naturally, Zhou Fu's little notebook records the number of loot calculated after cleaning the battlefield. The second company is affiliated to the 88th Division, but the second company is now temporarily transferred to the command of the teaching corps, so
In the understanding of everyone in the Second Company, there was no need to hand over these trophies to the teaching corps. Didn't the dozen Japanese spies who sent them last time also received rewards?
"We killed 14 imps. One of them must be an officer. The pistol you are holding belongs to that guy. His whole body was blown to pieces. It's hard to confirm the rank of that guy. I guess he was a lieutenant.
"Taking the cigarette handed over by Liu Yangyang and holding it in his mouth, Zhou Fu squinted at the Nanfang pistol that Liu Yangyang was playing with, his tone full of pride and ridicule. The battle loss was 1:14, which was so great when the Second Company fought the Japanese army.
This seemed to be the first of its kind in the history of the war. No wonder Zhou Fu and the others were so happy that they even forgot about Yang Douzi's death.
People will always die in wars, either you die or others die. These veterans who have experienced the cruelty of wars consciously avoid talking about Yang Douzi. Not all of them are cold-blooded, and because they have seen too many deaths and
Cruel. The experience has made them numb and indifferent to death. Even if Liu Yangyang dies in front of everyone, I believe that the guys in the second company will still eat and sleep as usual, and continue to eat and wait for death as usual.
"We found 9 intact Japanese 38 rifles, 8 bullets, a Japanese grenade, no light machine gun, a 50mm grenade, 7 grenade grenades, in addition to the Japanese military coupons and several first aid kits
." Zhou Fu curled his lips and held a cigarette, and read in a low voice to Liu Yangyang what he had written down in the notebook. The second company now has no shortage of rifles and bullets, and the only useful trophies are the grenades and the grenade launcher.
, of course, those first aid kits are also good things that can come in handy.
"Company Commander, someone from the teaching team is here." Biaozi, who was in charge of security, rushed over with a rifle. There were more than a dozen figures behind him. He waited for the person to come closer and took a closer look. It turned out to be the teaching team at Guanghua Gate.
The search troops. Yang Xiao and his team's outpost was only 7 or 8 miles away from Guanghua Gate. The search troops cruising outside Guanghua Gate must have heard the series of explosions and machine gun fire just now. Liu Yangyang, on the other hand,
I didn't expect these guys to come directly to me.
"Liu Company Commander, the regiment headquarters asked you why you are shooting here? Have the Japanese troops come here? If the Japanese troops attack at night, you can rely on your positions to repel them. If there are too many Japanese troops, the regiment headquarters orders you to withdraw directly to the Guanghuamen position."
Although the sparks in the field have been extinguished, the smell of blood and burnt food is still strong. It is impossible for the search team who came to find out what is going on to miss it. After exchanging a few words with Liu Yangyang, the platoon leader led the team went directly to the subject inquiry.
reason.
"Okay, I understand. You go back and tell Captain Xie that the Japanese army's search vanguards came for a sneak attack. They have been repulsed by us. One person in our company was killed and three were slightly injured." Liu Yangyang took the small hand from Zhou Fu's hand.
The book looked at it pretendingly, and then said, "I seized 9 Japanese 38 rifles, killed a Japanese lieutenant, and seized an officer's pistol. The bullets have not been counted yet." As he spoke, Liu Yangyang asked Zhou Fu
He re-recorded what he just said so that when the search team returned to Guanghua Gate, they could take it back and report it to the Second Regiment of the Training Team. However, the grenade that was stepped on by Pockmarked Face and Qiu Jiangong was not on the loot list.