There is nothing in return but salutation.

Yang Muhua also raised his trembling right hand, and along the brim of his hat, he saluted the brothers of the Seventh Company!

You are the brothers of Sangou before his death, and from now on, he will also be my eternal brother, I will try to face the daily torture and try to live until I meet Sangou in another world.

Sangou, you go slowly, you have to wait for me, wait for me, hold my hand, we are over there together, and we are married, but we regret it in this world here.

Just when the train was missed, more than 50 men from the Seventh Company saw Medical Officer Yang saluting them with tears streaming down his face, and they all howled and cried.

Previously, he watched his brother fall beside him and did not cry; watched his brother being stabbed to death by devils, and he didn't cry; watched his brother being caught and tortured by the devil, and he didn't cry.

But now, I can't control myself anymore, cry as much as I want, cry out the anger in my heart, cry out the discomfort in my heart.

Who said that men don't flick when they have tears? It's just because it's not time to be sad and painful.

Let's not be ashamed.

……

Just when Xiucai was worried, a more serious moment came, and one evening, a car of devils got off the opposite train station.

This time, they no longer just got off the train and smoked a cigarette, but moved all the guns and ammunition down, and then lined up on the side of the railway, walking towards the small village of Wushanpo.

Looking at this continuous team of devils, Xiucai's face turned white, it's just that, this life is here, Xiucai reached out and took out the pocket watch in his arms, and the pointer was pointing at 6:27 in the evening.

"At half past six o'clock in the evening of June 9, the 27th year of the Republic of China, our troops on the hill on the slope of Wushan Mountain will be attacked by a large number of Japanese troops, and all of them are about to die in battle, and they will not hesitate to serve the country loyally."

Xiucai quickly jotted them down in his battle diary, and as soon as he closed his notebook, gunshots rang out in front of him.

This time the devil is really moving, it's not a little bit, a train of soldiers, almost a brigade, of course, to fight this hill, you don't need so many people.

The Japanese brigade lived in the village, and it was not allowed to snore on the side of the couch, so it was naturally very unhappy with this dazzling hill, and no matter who occupied it, it had to be cleared out to get rid of future troubles.

So when the devil first entered the village, he immediately sent an infantry squad and a machine gun squad to clear it.

Strictly speaking, there is no name for a machine gun squad within the Japanese army, and this time it is a squad under the Japanese machine gun squadron, so it can only be said to be a machine gun squad.

The machine gun team not only has machine guns, but also mortars. Some also incorporated infantry guns into machine-gun squadrons.

The Japanese brigade generally has a ninety-two rifle gun, as long as this thing appears, then this hill is basically nothing to resist, but now the devil is carrying out a tentative attack, and it has not yet reached that step.

Seeing this situation, Xiucai knew that he was not saved this time, and decided to kill a few more devils before he died, and also conveyed this meaning to the brothers.

In fact, there is no need to convey it, everyone is also very clear, looking at the position of the devil, it is completely the main force of the field army, don't underestimate this brigade, even if the 305th regiment is coming, there is no certainty of winning.

I thought I could survive a few days before dying, but now the devil won't let me, so let's die early, anyway, sooner or later, it's a death, early death and early superlife.

The devil infantry squad strictly implements the tactics of advancing in infantry detachments, and it is almost invulnerable, but in this field, there are still loopholes to be seen.

Especially in front of sharpshooters like Xiucai and them, any slightest loophole will be quickly caught by them and send out deadly bullets.

Therefore, when the first few devils in front of them entered the 400-meter area, someone was immediately shot and killed, and the devils immediately stopped advancing.

The machine-gun squad behind immediately set up mortars, aimed at the firing point just now, and began a massive mortar shell attack, almost a saturation attack.

The main force of the devils is rich, and they don't pick the door at all when they start a gun. Just as the devil's mortar continued to bombard the hill, two of the heavy machine guns also began to sweep at the hill.

At the same time, the Devil's infantry squad began to move forward again, trying to take advantage of the advantage of firepower and cover to take the hill in one fell swoop.

In the midst of the artillery fire, Xiucai himself was in the dark fort, risking being hit by shrapnel, and shot at the devil infantry faintly visible outside the smoke of gunpowder in front of the gun.

With everyone's precise strikes, the devil's infantry fell a few more, and the devil's infantry squad is going crazy, it's just a hell, in such a dense artillery fire, there is still such accurate marksmanship, sending bullets out.

This is no longer a simple Chinese soldier, here, there must be a group of well-trained Chinese soldiers, at least very good marksmen.

In order to avoid another blow, the devil infantry had to retreat back to the area of five hundred meters.

It's a joke that almost a squadron of people can't even hit this hill, and the devil squadron leader saw that the night was about to fall, and he didn't want to waste time on this inconspicuous hill, so he asked the 92 rifle gun to be transferred up.

In the binoculars, Xiucai watched the devil pause the attack and pushed the 92-step cannon over, and couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, the brothers of the old seventh company, the time for our final martyrdom has come.

Seeing the devil's gunner measuring and adjusting the muzzle of the cannon, Xiucai and their whip were beyond their reach, so they could only sit and wait to die, all of them were like the old monk's calmness before his death, sitting silently, and sitting next to each other.

Waiting for the devil's charge after a round of artillery fire, if Lao Tzu is not killed by you, then fight to kill a few more devils, anyway, even if you are blown up, Lao Tzu is worth it.

Everyone here, except for Monk Xiaohe, has a few devil lives on hand, and people like Gouleg who want to show off their legs are estimated to have dozens of devils.

But when the devil's first similar correction bomb was issued, a strange scene appeared on the ground, and a large number of rats, snakes, small animals, and insects poured over from the west.

At first, Xiucai thought that it was dark so fast over there that day, but then he found out that something was wrong, how could it be moved? Quickly picked up the binoculars and took a look, this one didn't matter, and I was shocked.

I had never seen anything like this before, and a large number of small animals, insects, and even birds swept the land in a black manner, rushing towards the east.

Everyone looked stupid, and the devils were the same, and the artillery of the 92 rifle guns stopped firing and stood in place, watching this strange scene.

Just as the end of the world came, the soldiers on both sides of the war did not care about fighting, especially when they came to the Japanese army in the field, and when they saw these rats, snakes, wild dogs, hares, and other things, they quickly crossed their side and ran forward frantically.

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