Wang Wenshan and his troops had just arrived near the exit of the valley when they heard the sound of cannons. His sensitivity to the battlefield was completely beyond that of others, so he immediately stopped and asked.
"Captain, it sounds like you are on the other side of Detaniguchi."
Wang Wenshan turned around and glared at the speaker: "You're deaf, can't you tell that this isn't a Japanese artillery piece?"
"This cannon is so powerful..."
"Commander, you don't care what the Japanese use their artillery for. They can use it whatever they like. We can't resist Japan the same way."
When Wang Wenshan thought about it, this was also the case, but he was used to having to figure everything out, so he replied: "You don't understand how upset I am."
"Reconnaissance squad!"
"arrive!"
"Go to Detaniguchi battlefield and have a look, and understand exactly what this cannon is about!"
"yes!"
Political Commissar Zhao came over: "Commander, it's just one cannon, what's the point?"
Wang Wenshan responded: "Is that a matter of a cannon? Except for the Skeleton Team, when have you ever seen the Japanese use weapons and equipment from other countries? Besides, everyone knows that our regiment has 92 big rollers. Others don't know what you are doing."
Isn't it clear? Our Type 92...doesn't it have no shells? How many times did the New Second Regiment tell me that they would use six machine guns to replace the Type 92 with me? How many times did I tell them that they would use machine guns instead?
Cannonball, but isn’t the deal not done yet?”
Political Commissar Zhao laughed and said: "Your business can't be done, you two profiteers!"
boom.
The soldiers burst into laughter on the spot.
"Laugh your ass off!"
Wang Wenshan opened his mouth to curse, suppressed his laughter and said, "Tell me, can this cannon not be Japanese?"
Political Commissar Zhao immediately understood what he meant: "Second Battalion?"
"Impossible. It's true that the Second Battalion has a few machine guns. Weren't they captured from the Japanese during the last battle at Detaniguchi? How could they have cannons? Besides, all the trophies captured last time were sent to the regiment headquarters.
, the brigade commander also stole four trucks, which you saw with your own eyes."
"I……"
Wang Wenshan said: "I fell asleep on the way back!"
Political Commissar Zhao suddenly became more formal: "Then the second battalion commander really dares to hide and seize it secretly?"
Wang Wenshan: "The Second Battalion Commander certainly wouldn't dare, but now the head of the Second Battalion is not the Second Battalion Commander, but Xu Ruifeng. This kid has incredible courage!"
…
On the battlefield, Si Baozi glanced at Xu Ruifeng.
"Master, why are your ears so red? Someone is scolding you, right?"
Xu Ruifeng took a look at his own ears, then felt the heat, and smiled inexplicably: "It's probably because our little brat misses his daddy, and is babbling in plain English with the leftover mother."
Si Baozi inexplicably lowered his head: "Master, we left in a hurry last time. My Xiaoman didn't even have time to take Wang Ming's woman with us. When I have time, can I go back to the Northeast? The child is not with me.
It’s strange to think about it in a panic.”
"Then why are we leaving in a hurry? Didn't I discuss it with you? We will be interrogated when we come to our hometown with uncertain luck along the way. We don't know the situation, so we left our family in the old crow's nest..."
"However, I have agreed to your and Wang Ming's request. As long as there is a chance, I will go to the Northeast and bring your family members out."
"well!"
Si Baozi finally had a happy face and looked at Xu Ruifeng with a smile, so his time and energy returned.
"Batalion Commander, the Japanese have touched the mountain!"
After the soldier yelled a reminder, he realized that he had shouted wrong. When he looked back at the other comrades, he found that no one else responded. It seemed that everyone had accepted Lao Xu, a reckless hero. He might as well just ignore it.
He pointed towards the mountain.
Lao Xu watched with his naked eyes. On the plain in front of him, a group of Japanese troops wearing khaki military uniforms completely broke away from the large army and headed towards the mountains. Their position was completely beyond the shooting range, so he could only watch helplessly.
"Master, please give me the regulations, how to fight?"
"How to fight?"
"Look."
Xu Ruifeng turned around and shouted: "Xu Jiulong, you are the treasure of our camp now. You hide in the trench for me. When I don't let you fire the cannon, you are not allowed to show even a hair. Just listen to the sound."
Si Baozi didn't understand: "Where is the sound?"
Xu Ruifeng asked: "Where are your grenades?"
Si Baozi stretched out his hand and pointed at the mountain in front: "No..."
He understood, he understood completely, even if this grenade could not be thrown into the enemy's position, it could still defend against the enemy's attack!
…
At the top of Xiaotu Mountain, the company commander was lying next to the mound, silently twisting the grenade caps beside him. He had already unscrewed four grenade caps, and then he unscrewed the fifth one. There were ten people around him with this appearance.
The battalion had fifty or sixty grenades brought to the mountain, just waiting for this moment.
"Company commander, the Japanese army has sent reinforcements again. The deputy of the second battalion is so suppressed that he can't lift his head. If we don't move, I'm afraid Lao Yanqiang won't be able to keep an eye on him."
"Stop talking nonsense, didn't you hear when Lao Xu held the combat meeting? This grenade is used by our whole battalion, just to throw it into the Japanese army's positions..."
"Shut up, everyone!"
The first company commander unscrewed the last grenade cap and said: "I am the military commander. If anything happens, I will take the responsibility. Now, follow my order and throw half of the grenades in your hand down the mountain. We must not let the Japanese rush up the mountain easily."
Adding pressure to the heavy smoker."
"preparation!"
"Don't fucking forget to pull the string!"
"Throw!"
The first company commander directly cut off the fuse, heard the sound of "bah, bah", and saw the blue smoke at the end of the grenade. He raised his hand and threw the grenade out without waiting for time.
The next second, more than 20 grenades were thrown out like a rain of flowers. As soon as more than a hundred Japanese soldiers reached the foot of the mountain, they were hit by a pile of iron lumps - empty!
The first grenade exploded, and a low tree in the forest was blown down, causing dust to fly. A Japanese soldier was torn into two pieces by the grenade, and his flesh and blood flew everywhere.
null!
The second grenade exploded again, but this time the thunder was loud and the raindrops were small. The air flow was stirred up, but the grenade only exploded in half. All the explosion damage was caused by the wooden hole blown out by the previous grenade.
There was a second movement in the air, but the damage was still shocking.
Empty, empty, empty, empty!
Most of the twenty-odd grenades exploded, and the foot of the mountain seemed to have been bombarded by bombers after they passed by. More than a hundred Japanese troops were knocked upside down by the bombing, and they were driven out of the woods by wooden holes flying in all directions.
"beat!"
The deputy of the second battalion lay down behind a tree root and pulled the trigger at the Japanese troops retreating from the woods. All the soldiers behind him were cleaning up these Japanese troops under the suppression of the Japanese troops' guns.
…
"Throw your life here!!!"
Lao Yanqiang pushed a Japanese man to the ground, holding the dagger in both hands and pushing it down hard. The Japanese man held Lao Yanqiang's wrist with both hands and struggled to lift it up. As the two of them screamed, their cheeks gradually became swollen.
Although red, the tip of the knife sank into the chest of the Japanese soldier little by little. In the end, the knife's hilt was gone inch by inch.
"Ha ha……"
It wasn't until the opponent's hands had given up resistance that Lao Yanqiang twisted the dagger pierced into the enemy's chest, turned over and fell down from the Japanese.
He was too tired. Hand-to-hand combat was completely different from shooting. Once he started using this thing, his energy would be exhausted easily in a few hits. His mental state had to be tense. If anything went wrong, he might lose his life.
"Count...count..."
Lao Yanqiang was out of breath as he spoke, and someone next to him continued: "This is nothing, Lao Yanqiang, open your eyes and take a look."
Lao Yanqiang struggled to sit up, and looked at the artillery position, except for the cannons and grenade launchers in the distance. The ground was covered with the corpses of Japanese and comrades, and the blood was so bloody that it stuck to the feet on the walkway on the hard ground.
, crunch, crunch.
"The whole company followed you down, but the three of us are the only ones left..."
The words of his comrade-in-arms seemed to freeze the whole world. They rushed into the enemy's formation and it was a joy to kill, but the fallen soldiers had no chance of standing up again...
Never again...
The soldier who rushed down with Lao Smoking took out a blood-stained red flag from the chest of a dead platoon leader and put it on his arm.
