There was no one around. Zhou Weiguo threw his gun to the soldiers on the side and quickly ran over and held down the wailing soldier with a soldier who was covered in mud.
In his thirties, the dark-skinned soldier's face was distorted and now turned red. He was beating the ground and screaming to vent the severe pain caused by the bleeding thigh.
As soon as the soldier saw it was Zhou Weiguo, his face turned pale with pain and the medical student who bit his lip was bleeding. He immediately stretched out his hand to hold Zhou Weiguo: "Batalion Commander, my leg, my leg is gone."
The soldier was in such severe pain that he couldn't tell whether it was pulling on his clothes or on his flesh. Zhou Weiguo's heartbreaking pain made him clenched his teeth to endure it and then looked at the veteran in front of him: "I will avenge you."
"Hold it." The medical soldier beside him reminded loudly again. Zhou Weiguo looked back and saw that the soldier had taken out a bottle of alcohol and opened it. At this time, he could only use alcohol to simply clean and disinfect, otherwise he would die if he got infected.
Zhou Weiguo saw the soldiers' eyes widening with anger, and I'm afraid he also knew that he was about to face a more serious pain.
Shang Shang took a deep breath and tightened his lips and looked at the medic who couldn't bear it; "Come."
"ah……"
The moment the alcohol fell, the soldier opened his mouth and screamed. Zhou Weiguo hurriedly stretched out his arm and stuffed it in. If he was not allowed to bite other things, he had to bite off his tongue.
The struggle stopped, and he probably fainted from the pain. Zhou Weiguo took a few breaths and looked at his arm, then turned around and came to the position.
There are only a few Japanese death squads left. This group of people are not afraid of death. They have lost their souls under the attack of their own machine gunners and infantry, and are evacuating together with the attacking soldiers.
Embarrassed, Sakata looked at the retreating soldiers and scolded them for losing their mood. He attacked three times in a row and was blocked by the opponent three times.
Seeing that the military flag of the secret service battalion was still hanging on that position, he looked at the gray position in the distance and took off his military uniform. He was ready to go into battle himself and act as a death squad.
Upon seeing this, the assistant on the side stopped him and said, "Your Excellency, Captain, our army has lost more than 80 people. We cannot attack again rashly. Our army must quickly make a detour around the Sudden Temple, rather than fight them."
In positional warfare, if we fail to accurately detour to the Dunwu Temple and miss the best opportunity, then I am afraid that what we will face is not a matter of humiliation, but a matter of going to the Military Law Office."
this……
The erosion of the rain did not calm him down, but his assistant's words calmed him down quickly.
If your face is gone, you can pick it up when the time comes, but if you go to court-martial, it means that your military career is over, and it will be impossible to get promoted in the future.
"What do you mean?" After calming down, he loosened his grip on the command knife, looked at his assistant with questioning eyes, and then looked at the position in the distance.
The assistant sighed helplessly and affirmed: "Requesting artillery reinforcements from the regiment."
Boom boom... boom boom...
The bombardment of nearly four field guns caused the secret service battalion to suffer a lot. Because of the constant heavy rain, it was impossible to dig the hole for shelter. Once dug, it would collapse. There was no other way but to use trenches as shelter for the hole.
It's just that if the shell is dropped, it will easily fall into the trench.
Fortunately, the mud here is thin and it only hurts if you hit it on the face.
"Shameless bitch." The shock wave of the infantry cannon is not very big, and people will not feel much when lying down or sitting down.
Zhou Weiguo sat in the puddle and wanted to smoke, but the cigarette he took out was already soaked. He threw the cigarette into the puddle in frustration and cursed the Japanese army for their shamelessness.
Boom boom boom...
The artillery fire did not stop, and screams and explosions would be heard from time to time. Mud mixed with rain fell from the sky, and the ground crackled loudly, along with some arms and legs. For this, Zhou Weiguo had no way to ensure the safety of the soldiers.
.It all depends on letting fate happen.
A soldier was bombed in front of him, and the shrapnel must have hit his abdomen. He groaned and tried to get up, but he was seriously injured and in pain, he yelled for his parents and the medics.
The medical soldier who heard the cry hurriedly ran over, but his face was helpless, his blood-red eyes were obviously crying, and his blood-stained hands were trembling as he wiped away his tears and shouted feebly that he was sorry.
Click...
Zhou Weiguo took out the pistol from his waist, loaded it, pointed it at the soldier's head, and shot him.
Snapped……
The gunfire was not loud amid the explosion. The surrounding soldiers only looked at Zhou Weiguo calmly, and then looked at the lifeless soldier.
No one showed anger or dissatisfaction.
If you are seriously injured and cannot die in a short period of time, the best way is to give the opponent a satisfying shot to avoid the pain before death.
"Hu Yong, bring all the machine guns in the company to the front line and let me get out of the way." Zhou Weiguo put his pistol in his holster and said to the expressionless Hu Yong beside him.
Hu Yong, whose forehead was hit by the flying rocks just now, was so big that there was a bloody bruise. He looked at Zhou Weiguo with some confusion: "Battalion Commander, all the machine guns are on the front line, why don't we let the other side explode?"
Who is afraid of whom?
Sakata's brigade could not afford to equip so many infantry artillery pieces, so it was probably the artillery team under the jurisdiction of the following regiment that launched the artillery bombardment.
To put it simply, it was a request for artillery reinforcements from the regiment. For an infantry battalion captain, this was a very humiliating thing to do.
If the opponent still can't take the position despite the reinforcements of artillery fire, then Sakata would commit seppuku and not even have to educate his parents.
This guy must have concentrated his troops to launch a group charge after the artillery fire stopped.
Hundreds of people are rushing towards you, why should you insist on matching firepower and preserving your strength? If you don't hit the superior firepower to kill his attack, then you will be doomed when the other party comes up.
"Go quickly, otherwise the Japanese army won't give us time. Don't worry about casualties and supplies. We are a special agent battalion, and our personnel and ammunition will be replenished as soon as possible." Looking at Hu Yong's eyes, he thought he was broken.
, Zhou Weiguo stretched out his head and patted his head, which was covered with dirt and could not see the military green helmet clearly.
Hu Yong sighed and turned away. A few minutes later, the machine gunners and gunners who endured the artillery bombardment were already placed on the front line, and the remaining artillerymen also placed their mortars behind, preparing to fight with the Japanese army.
Head-to-head firepower.
"I'll defend, you attack. I'll take advantage of the simple terrain. You and I will launch the human wave tactics. Come on, everything is lacking here, except for people. If you have the skills, come and kill me and I'll be replenished in less than five days."
, if you have the ability, give me a new force in five days and give it a try."
Feeling the artillery fire extending, Zhou Weiguo squinted his eyes and glanced at the Japanese soldiers in the distance, picked up a rifle from the ground, held it in his hand, cursed in the distance for a while, and then spit on the ground; "