More than a dozen grenades were thrown down the hillside about 20 meters away from the main road. After landing and rolling for a distance, they exploded around the truck.
At that second, more than twenty trucks were intercepted in the middle of the mountain road. It was impossible for the Japanese who jumped out of the taxi to use the vehicles as bunkers. After being bitten by soldiers from the second battalion on the chest and back, Zila played
The Dead Soul song sounded.
"Captain, rush down!"
"Get down there!"
The deputy of the second battalion couldn't hold it in anymore and shouted at Wang Wenshan. He wanted to take it all out on the Japanese, but Wang Wenshan kicked him down. Then Wang Wenshan shouted: "If you don't use all the bullets,
Who dares to blow the charge horn and I will destroy him!"
"Throw a grenade at me after you run out of bullets. No Japanese is allowed to rush down there if there is a living Japanese below."
Wang Wenshan pointed his gun at the deputy of the second battalion: "The Japanese are all beasts, why don't you treat my soldiers as human beings? How can you fight hand-to-hand with a guy in your hand!"
"Look who's fucking moving!"
On the battlefield in northwestern Shanxi, the first general to stop the soldiers from charging appeared. His decisions seemed to be completely opposite to those of traditional heroes, but every choice he made was so convincing.
Under the heavy gunfire, the Japanese were instantly defeated. Except for a few occasional gunshots, there was no counterattack at all. They just endured the unbearable weight of their lives in the hail of bullets.
"Captain, I'm out of bullets!"
"Captain, no one is moving in Japan!"
"Captain!"
Wang Wenshan looked around the battlefield, really looked around, and waited for another three minutes without hearing the gunshot, then shouted: "Blow the charge horn!"
dawn.
When the sun slowly rose from the horizon, the second battalion completely blew the charge horn. However, no one was charging. They all looked like uncles, walking downhill, and almost met the vultures at the bottom of the mountain.
The carrion is almost the same, so touch it from feet to head first.
Why from toes to head?
Because of poverty.
Winter has passed, and there are still people wearing patched cloth shoes at the station, so I have to find someone with similar feet to my own, take off the shoes and put them on, and then put on cotton pants.
As for cotton-padded clothes, soldiers generally don't want them. Although there are repeated orders from above to prohibit feudal superstition, they still feel it is unlucky because they are stained with blood after all.
"Fuck, bad luck, why is this grandson pulling his crotch?"
"You know what the heck, as soon as a person dies, he must be pooped out immediately, otherwise he will end up with poop all over his crotch in a short time."
Did you see that the soldiers of the new regiment have gained experience in collecting trophies and know how to get the best ones?
"Don't squeak!"
Wang Wenshan heard the conversation between the two soldiers and laughed and cursed: "If your second battalion hadn't been attacked, you might not know who these things belong to. Aren't you satisfied?"
"Everyone cleans the battlefield quickly and takes away everything they can!"
The deputy of the second battalion ran over: "Captain, we only have four drivers who can drive."
Wang Wenshan felt heartbroken when he looked at the more than 20 cars and said: "It exploded!"
"Everything that can't be taken away will be gathered together and blown up."
The soldiers of the second battalion secretly pulled the deputy of the second battalion aside and pointed at the dark gun barrel covered with tarpaulin on the back of the car with a sly smile on their faces.
The second battalion deputy glanced at Wang Wenshan who was busy arranging to clean the battlefield in the distance, then patted the footprints on his chest that were kicked out, and his heart skipped a beat - Wow!
Covered it with tarpaulin.
He kept the cannon secret.
Wang Wenshan never imagined that his soldiers would actually use his own tricks on himself.
"withdraw!"
After cleaning the battlefield, the entire second battalion was replaced by guns. Wang Wenshan yawned and said, "I want to try what this foreign car is like." He ducked into the co-pilot of the cockpit.
He was sleepy. He had spent the whole night rushing from the regiment headquarters to Xiaowangzhuang, then from Xiaowangzhuang to the battlefield on the mountainside, and then from the battlefield on the mountainside to the exit of the valley. Everyone was exhausted. As soon as he got into the car, he was in
I fell asleep on the swaying mountain, and my sleep was like clouds and mist.
"Captain, we've arrived."
In Xiaowangzhuang, when the deputy of the second battalion opened the car door and woke up Wang Wenshan, he slowly opened his eyes. But seeing the dirty and mean look of the deputy of the second battalion, he felt something was wrong and quickly touched his body.
stand up.
The cigarettes taken from the Japanese soldiers are still there, the gun in the holster is still there, and even the garlic cloves in the pocket are not missing...
Uneasy about this, I asked the second battalion deputy: "You didn't touch my things, did you?"
The deputy of the second battalion was really guilty of being a thief, so he stepped aside and said: "Captain, I have even loaded the replaced firearms on the truck for you, how dare you touch your things."
Wang Wenshan got out of the car and took a look. After the deputy of the second battalion left all the equipment of the battalion, he piled the excess on several cars. He really got four cars full of supplies.
But why does this right eyelid keep twitching?
"You really didn't touch my things?"
"I saw it. There was a sergeant's sword on the battlefield."
"Here it is!" The deputy of the second battalion quickly climbed into the car and quickly took out the official knife from the piles of supplies in the car. He also took out a pocket watch from the box: "Captain, I don't even have this knife."
Not a single gold bump has been moved, it’s pure gold.”
Even if Wang Wenshan felt something was wrong, he really couldn't find any reason, so he could only change the topic and said: "I beat and scolded you, are you angry?"
The deputy of the second battalion shook his head continuously: "Don't be angry, the commander wants us to make progress."
"Okay, I have good consciousness." He put his arm around the second battalion deputy's shoulder and said: "My abilities were all given to us by our old comrades who sacrificed their lives for us. We are really afraid that you won't remember it and wasted it.
Many old comrades have sacrificed their lives, so out of desperation...forget it, let's not talk about it anymore."
"Let your battalion drive me back, and send someone to take the horse back for me as well."
Seeing that the regimental commander was about to leave, the deputy of the second battalion quickly grabbed his arm and said: "What, commander, it is really inconvenient for our second battalion to go back and forth to the regiment headquarters for meetings. This time, there are also Japanese troops."
It happened that the special operations team entered the hinterland of our army. Can you leave us a car for use? You can rest assured that our regiment has a surplus of drivers and we will ensure that the car is well taken care of."
The stone in Wang Wenshan's heart finally fell to the ground. It turned out that he was waiting here!
"It's not impossible. How about we do this instead? I'll hand over the regiment headquarters to your second battalion, and you and your second battalion commander will command all future battles. I'll do whatever you want, and I'll go wherever you ask me to, okay?
?”
The second battalion commander stood at attention and said: "My subordinates dare not!"
"You fucking dare not!"
"ah!!!"
"I have only been a battalion deputy for a few days, and I dare to ask for a car. If I give you a regimental leader, do you have to ask for a foreign bitch?"
"Do you believe that I asked you to replace all those old sleeves and take away all the Japanese guns? I won't leave you a single one!"
The second battalion deputy stopped talking.
Wang Wenshan stretched out his finger and pointed it tremblingly at the deputy of the second battalion. After a long time, he cursed: "You bitch, if I don't scold you for a while, I will scratch you!"
After saying that, he turned around and left, getting directly into the car.
In the rearview mirror, the deputy of the second battalion was still standing in a military posture and saluting. Wang Wenshan burst into laughter and said: "You brat, you are playing this trick with me."
The car drove away.
The battalion deputy hurriedly ran to the battalion headquarters, entered the battalion headquarters and looked at the dark gun barrel. It was like marrying a foreign woman, even touching it with caution.
Chang Wei stood next to the second battalion deputy, pointing to the foreign characters on the cannon barrel, and said: "Batalion deputy, what is this? I asked several scholars in our battalion, but they all said they didn't know them, and one said he didn't speak English.
, one of them is reliable, saying that it may be Italian."
The battalion deputy looked at the barrel of the gun and muttered to himself: "Is this an Italian gun?"
