Iron Wing Eagle Raising Chapter 54 The Love of Life

Season 5 Peace Journey Chapter 54 The Love of Life

Life is a very fragile existence in war. Or when a shell from a 400-mm large Berta gun falls, within a range of several tens of meters, it immediately becomes a forbidden area for life. Within 200 square meters, more lives are at stake. Even within a 500-meter-diameter circle, shrapnel can knock over an unprotected person.

Life, in front of the battlefield, a demon that originally existed to crush it, there is simply no more choice.

At this point, some people may begin to laugh at the fear that soldiers have on the battlefield and ridicule the definition of professionalism. Actually, this is the most problematic view, and no one says that the military deserve to die. On the other hand, the fear of a soldier who dies in battle is still a responsibility to protect all citizens who should be protected.

Then the ridicule, or the ridiculer himself, should enjoy such treatment, after all, if it is possible to laugh at such a thing as a soldier giving his life to protect him, then the character of such a person is indeed debatable, although we have no right to prevent him from speaking his mind.

Paul. Kochagin did not give up his life, although it seemed that it was too late, although his body seemed to be frozen, and he could not even quickly change the magazine as quickly as he did during training.

His eyes were nervously looking at the approaching saber, even as he could imagine. When the sharpened blade of the saber swept across his neck, hot blood would erupt from the arteries, either in the man's face or on his horse.

As for yourself, the wound will sink deep into the body from the neck and shoulders. The collarbone will be severed, and the blade will reach all the way to your ribs. And if the ribs are strong enough, the blade will be dragged and leave a longer wound on the chest.

If it were because of the horse's momentum, the blade would probably have cut two of its ribs in quick succession. Alas, alas, if the knife had been cut through his right side, his heart might have remained intact. But now the direction of this guy's blade is to his left.

In that case, the artery will be severed, the heart may be avoided in half, and the brain will be ischemia and you will fall into a coma almost instantly, and you may not even feel the pain in the heart.

In an instant, a thousand strange thoughts came to his mind, and he almost screamed in a twisted way.

"Don't break my heart, it's filled with the most wonderful love of my youth, so it's all my Tonya!"

"Bang Bang ......"

The shooting of the semi-automatic shooting M1 Eagle short assault rifle sounded, and there was no need to ask if it was the deputy instructor - Nada. Due to the relatively expensive cost of the M1 Eagle assault rifle, this gun is often equipped with personnel of the command. Unless, in some special relationship in the command, this excellent "short assault rifle" can be used.

Therefore, in the entire cavalry company, except for one of Nada, the rest of the people used relatively cheap rifles or submachine guns. As for the pistols, there was not a single one in the entire company, and the M1911 pistol, which could fire rapidly, would not be issued to ordinary soldiers.

The cavalryman who was rushing over, with a wave of his hand, flew into the sky with his saber. The whole person smashed to the ground like a pocket that had fallen from a horse.

"Why are you still here, get out of here...... We're going to regroup behind the second battalion! ”

Linda, who had put down the M1 short assault rifle on her shoulder, came over and took his hand, and the two ran out together.

"Linda, good girl, why are you here?"

......The White cavalry, who had attacked the camp, spotted them as they were leaving, and their rifles fired a barrage of bullets at them.

By Paul. Linda, who was holding Kochakin's hand, shouted.

"We're going to get out of here on horseback, and we can't run away without riding!"

Paul, who has been running wildly. Kochagin changed to a new magazine as he ran, feeling safer, and also noticing Linda's particularly high-pitched cry at night.

He put his finger in his mouth, and a high-pitched, loud cry rang out in the night, piercing not only the night sky but also the battlefield.

Paul's mount was now circling among the horses' tents, the reins restricting its movement, though the sound of gunfire outside and the sound of gunpowder in the air made it clear that it was time for battle.

Just then, the familiar sharp and loud whistle of the master came from outside, and the horse knew that he needed him mainly. In the loud hissing, it was pulled for several days, but the reins were not broken. In a fit of rage, Iron Hoof raised his voice. The stake snapped in two with a loud sound, and it managed to break free from the reins.

With the sound of horses' hooves, it followed its master's whistle in the camp. The whistle was loud and high-pitched, showing that he was really in danger.

As if charging, its ears stood up, its head and neck stretched out, and its eyes widened. It was like a furious lion, swept through the enemy cavalry running around.

Turning a corner, it saw the owner. Even in the night breeze, I could smell the smell of the owner. I saw him leading another person, running forward desperately, with several cavalrymen behind him. While running, one shot at the master. The running master, from time to time, returned two shots, probably due to nervousness, he lost his usual accuracy.

As the figure of its master got closer, it hissed.

"Linda, do you see, it's my baby! Get on board! ”

Paul running desperately. Kochagin cried out in delight, and he turned and fired a few frightening short bursts of fire from his pursuers in a kneeling position. The long screams behind him showed that his shooting skills were still good.

"Let's go!"

Linda shouted loudly and snapped backwards with the M1 Eagle Short Assault Rifle in her hand. In such a situation, the role of this short rifle, which is very stable and accurate, is very obvious.

A couple of short shots, again shot Paul who missed the magazine. Kochagin accelerated in a few hurried steps, then leaped to his feet and sat firmly on the horse's back.

"Let's go!"

Like a whirlwind in the night sky, two people riding the same horse rushed out of the encirclement. Sitting in the back of Paul. From time to time, Kochagin used the M1 Eagle short assault rifle to respond to the fire of the pursuers behind him, and Linda, who grabbed the reins, kept changing the two guns with full magazines.

"Woo ......"

In the oncoming sound of shooting, the night wind brought a heavy smell of gunpowder. Linda stopped, and the red ballistics that had formed after all swept not far from her side often made people feel lucky and very worried.

"Tom tom...... Shh......h

Hearing this voice, it seemed that Linda and Paul, who were about to break out of the encirclement. Kochakin's heart shrunk into a ball. Encountering a mortar at this time is definitely not a wonderful thing.

In the course of previous encounters with the White Army, they discovered: The 82-mm mortars are almost identical to their own, not only in terms of caliber but also in ammunition.

And this light artillery, equipped in considerable numbers among the cavalry, at least they could clear the way for the cavalry to charge. If used correctly, it can also suppress the firepower of the opposing front. It's a kind of artillery that cavalry will love, but when it belongs to the other side, it's a completely different experience.

"Boom ......"

In the sound of the explosion, black smoke rose from the darkness of the night. Even the two of them could imagine in their minds that there was not much dirt smoke rising from the explosion.

And this incident is bad news, which proves that mortars are firing anti-personnel shells. Unlike explosive bombs, which burrow deep into the ground and explode in large clouds of dirt, when they explode, shrapnel flies against the ground. Even the shrapnel can cut through the grass underground.

The explosion in the first round did not hit them, which was a fluke, but luck on the battlefield does not follow every lucky person forever.

"Tom Tom ......"

There was another unknown firing sound, and even flashes of fire could be seen at the muzzle of the mortar here, and then two shells flew from the sky.

The explosion roared like thunder, and the flying shrapnel hit the horse's abdomen, and the running horse suddenly fell to the ground. At the same time, Linda groaned in pain and let go of the reins with both hands.

"Ah, I was hit! Paul, I've been hit! Paul ......"

Her body leaned back, her hands outstretched, and she fell on Paul. Kochagin's arms. At the same time, the two fell down with the body of the war horse.

Linda...... Linda ......! ”

Paul. Kochagin cried out loudly, and the young body could not answer his echo, about the same as his horse. For him, Linda also gave her young life without regrets.

"Robbers, you robbers!"

Paul. Kochagin cursed loudly at the whites, reached over the submachine gun that had been mounted by Linda, and fired in the direction of the mortar that was still firing like a madman.

"Da Da Da ......"

Angry fingers gripped the trigger tightly, and a series of tongues of fire erupted from the slightly throbbing muzzle.

In my heart, that kind of grievance and anger made Paul. As he shot, Kochagin straightened up and used his chest to meet the bullets that the opponent had returned fire. It's not that he's not afraid of death, he just wants to use his life to get some price back for his dearest who just lost his life in front of him.

After the submachine gun's magazine was empty, he picked up Linda's M1 short assault rifle.

"Woo ......"

"Linda, you won't die in vain, I'll get it back for you! …… Linda ......"

Paul, who has completely given up all hope. Kochagin wasn't thinking much at the moment, shooting, shooting was all he could think of. The same sentence was repeated over and over again, as if only this sentence could fully express his feelings.

"Tom Tom ......"

The ominous sound of mortars sounded. Chapter 54: The Love of Life