(Ox, you may have good luck in the Year of the Ox. Your whole family will be very bullish, you will get rich, and your body will be stronger than that of the ox. I wish you all a good year,,,)——
The sky began to turn red, and the sun was about to jump out of the horizon. This was the best time in summer, but Chang Youliang couldn't enjoy it anymore. The ferocity of the little devil exceeded his expectations. He sat on the ground, I glanced at the bayonet with blood seeping out, "tick, tick, tick", the blood flowed along the bayonet to the barrel, and then condensed into drops on the blade of the bayonet, and the red drops fell to the ground. The sky was getting darker and darker. Liang, but his field of vision was fading away. Opposite him, a young Japanese soldier about twenty years old was holding the gun body with both hands and still making a sprinting gesture. However, Chang Youliang knew that he actually had no strength at all. Four big holes were opened in the young devil's chest and abdomen, and his intestines were hanging outside mixed with blood. It was disgusting but strong enough.
When the little Japs rushed towards Chang Youliang with shouts and screams while completing their detachment operations as if they were performing daily training, he stood as tall as a mountain, shooting one shot from the left and the other from the right, while still counting: "One, two Three, three, fourth..." When he counted to "nine", the young Japanese had already rushed to a distance of less than five meters from him. At this time, he still did not panic, because at this time the man in front of him There were only three Japs left standing. "Boom", "Boom", he calmly fired twice. The chests of the two Japs turned red, and they swayed and fell down unwillingly. At this time, the young man The devil was less than three meters away from him. He smiled and fired with both guns. Two bullets hit the enemy's chest at the same time. The young devil's body was shaken, and the appearance in his eyes suddenly became scattered. Faced with this Seeing the scene, Chang Youliang concluded that he had no chance of survival, so he turned his gun in another direction. However, at this moment, the young Japanese man pounced on him silently. Although he immediately reacted and fired both guns, the result was that Still stabbed in the chest by a spear,
First there was a moment of numbness, then a heart-wrenching pain, and then the whole world seemed to start to spin, "Damn it, I actually killed so many Japs, hey, I still want to emulate Master, it seems It's impossible." He could still distinguish several Japanese soldiers running towards him. Chang Youliang sat on the ground, panting heavily, gritting his teeth and enduring the pain, and inserted the gun into his waist. After doing this simple action, he He put his right thumb into a pull ring and thought to himself: "Fortunately, I left a grenade."
"Liangzi, hold on." Chu Tiange's shout came from far away, followed by a somewhat weird shout: "You guys, retreat, I'll hold them back." He reluctantly turned his head, intending to give Chu Tiange A smile, but his head felt dizzy. The muscles on his face froze, and he was unable to put together a neat smile. The sound of gunfire became more and more distant, but the footsteps became clearer. He saw in the gray background Two gleaming bayonets were pointed at him, and a chirping sound rang out. He thought to himself: "Is it Zhang Zhengzheng who spoke just now? This kid can actually speak again." Thinking about this, he raised his right hand hard,
There is a loud bang, accompanied by firelight and gray-white smoke, and I often feel for a bright moment that I am ascending to the paradise world.
Zhang Zhengzheng had not touched a gun for more than a year. When his hands first touched the iron body and wooden handle of the crooked neck machine gun, some blood-red images appeared in front of his eyes.
Liu Braid, Huang Dazi, Xiao Sanzi, Chen Qiang... Familiar faces passed by in front of my eyes. The background was the firelight from the explosion, the sound of dense bullets piercing the air, and occasionally, a long sound of shells cracking the air, a One after another, bloody comrades fell in front of him. Some of their bodies were mutilated, some were holding a smoking grenade in their arms, and some were brandishing a somewhat damaged sword.
The image of more than a hundred comrades who depended on each other and were as close as brothers was still vivid in Zhang Zhengzheng's mind, but in reality they had turned into a piece of loess, scattered on an unknown mountain called Laoji Mountain. In the countryside, the brothers died heroically and deservedly. Therefore, he, the only one alive, felt humiliated because he lived alone. He died in battle and died heroically. He had dreamed of having such an opportunity since he was captured, and now his dream has come true. How could he let it go so easily?
Because his nerves were severely damaged, Zhang Zhengzheng's reaction was very slow. Therefore, he became the last of the three machine gunners to fire. It had been too long since he had used a weapon, and he had only been exposed to the crooked-neck machine gun a few times. He began to He didn't have a firm grasp of the shooting direction. Except for the first few bullets that hit one or two Japs, all the remaining bullets were empty. Such a result was definitely a humiliation for him, because he had been in trouble since he asked to stay. With the confidence that he would die, he changed a magazine with some difficulty. Seeing more and more Japs rushing toward him, Zhang Zhengzheng got the strength from nowhere, picked up the machine gun, stood up, and roared: "You bitch, come after me." Then he pulled the trigger, and when the machine gun in front of him spurted out flames, he didn't even notice that he was able to speak again.
The reason why Chu Tiange arranged Zhang Zhengzheng in this position was to protect him, hoping that the blockade of the four of him would buy him enough time to escape. However, he stood up now, which made Chu Tiange Tiange's arrangement came to naught. The newly replaced magazine didn't hit half of the bullets. He felt that he had just wiped out the two Japs. Amidst the sound of gunfire, he only felt numbness in his waist, and he was immediately hit by a strong force. I fell back, fell to the ground and couldn't get up again.
As veterans of Langya, Fu Xiaobing, Zhu Qin, Chang Youliang and Chu Tiange have already had a tacit understanding, so they can understand the tactical intention of his arrangement. They are all smart people and know that it will be difficult for five people to deal with hundreds of Japanese. What was the result, so we were determined to sacrifice from the beginning to create a chance for Zhang Zhengzhi to escape. Therefore, everyone was silently paying attention to Zhang Zhengzhi's condition while fighting.
Zhu Qin happened to see Zhang Zhengzhi being knocked down, so he took a detour and decided to cover him before retreating.
The one who hit Zhang Zhengyi was a Japanese named Ono Seiji. There were more than a dozen Japanese in their group, all of whom were motorcyclists who were forced to abandon their motorcycles and walk instead. The leading lieutenant saw Ono lowering his head. The Japs immediately started shouting: "Come forward and capture the ones alive."
A dozen people ignored the presence of Chu Tiange and Fu Xiaobing and started running in the direction of Zhang Zhengzheng.
Fu Xiaobing quickly finished a magazine, and then while changing the magazine, he rolled towards a pile of grass behind him. The sound of "pop" and "pop" could be heard endlessly. From time to time, bullets danced around him, and his right hand His leg suddenly hurt, and then it became as heavy as a stone. "Damn it, I failed." The severe pain made Fu Xiaobing feel dizzy, but he did not stop at all. He held the machine gun and endured the heartbreaking pain continuously. A few of them rolled into the grass, then set up their machine guns, aimed at a group of Japs a hundred meters away, and fired violently. They knocked down three Japs and made the others fall down in fear. He released the trigger and looked down. Looking at the injured leg, this shot actually hit his right knee. The penetrating power of the three bullets was extremely strong, completely shattering his kneecap. The white bones came out, and it was bone-piercing when touched even slightly. The corners of his mouth twitched in pain, and then he gritted his teeth and used both hands to move the broken leg over. He took out the first aid kit, took out a triangle towel and wrapped it around the injured area. He was sweating profusely from the pain and finally stopped the bleeding. , he was panting heavily, but he heard Chu Tiange shouting loudly: "Liangzi, hold on." He was shocked, thinking that Chang Youliang was also injured, and then there was a little noise not far behind him. The distorted cry: "You guys, retreat, I'll hold them back." This voice was a bit unfamiliar. He was thinking that Shan Renxiong had sent someone to pick us up. Then he was wrong. With a "boo" sound, he heard it was an artillery shell. There was a sound breaking through the air, and the impact point was obviously near him. He gritted his teeth and picked up the machine gun, kicked his left leg vigorously, and jumped outside with a diving leap.
There was a loud "boom", and a wave of air accompanied by a large pile of grass clippings and dust covered him, mixed with the sound of shrapnel flying over his head. After a while, there was a sound of several miles, and Fu Xiaobing's body, left leg At the same time, he knelt down half forcefully, turned around and looked at the place where the sound came from, and pulled the trigger. Amidst the roar of the machine gun, five Japs were wailing and being carried down. At the same time, his body shook violently, his chest hurt, and then his whole body's strength It was as if he had been drained, his chest was pierced by a bullet, and blood gushed out like a fountain. His hands could no longer hold the machine gun, and he felt that the sky and the earth began to spin, and the sky began to turn dark. He knew He was about to die. Instinctively, he put his right hand into his waist, inserted his thumb into a metal ring, and then pulled it up with all his strength.
"Surrender. Those who surrender will not be killed." A little devil who knew some Chinese was holding a rifle and looking at the bloody Fu Xiaobing. He couldn't help feeling fear in his heart, and even his words were vibrating. Then, in In the light of the sky, he instinctively let out a high-pitched cry: "Ah,..."
The battle has been going on for nearly half an hour, but already fifty or sixty people have been killed and injured, while the opponent only paid the price of two deaths and one injury. Faced with this reality, Wang Zhifu's dark face became even more dark. It was dark, which army his opponent came from, his familiar fighting techniques, and his unyielding fighting will. If all Chinese soldiers were like this, would the empire's plan to occupy China still be possible? Thinking of this, his forehead Sweat began to form on my upper body,