I am the dirt, I am shrapnel, I am the air full of gunsmoke, Zhang Wei, who was crawling on the ground at this time, thought. The premise of killing people is not to treat yourself as a person, Zhang Wei in his previous life was also a military enthusiast, and he didn't see much of the Longkong Forum on the Internet, but in his eyes now, those who are a hundred soldiers come here, I'm afraid they won't even be able to live for half a day.

The hard gravel tortured Zhang Wei's leg bones, and the sporadic firelight in the distance gave him a little comfort, but Zhang Wei still decided that it was better to stay away from the firelight, and no one wanted to be a machine gun target. The soldiers behind him also followed Zhang Wei to adjust their direction and advance towards the end of the Japanese position, each biting the bayonet of the Mauser rifle in their mouths and crawling silently.

Climbing into a relatively dark place, Zhang Wei stopped, bent over, and signaled the soldiers behind him to get ready, not far away was the Japanese trench, there was no one inside, only a few sentries standing lazily outside the trench. There is a distance of about fifty meters between everyone, yes, the vigilance is very lax, the night and the sound of guns and cannons on the battlefield elsewhere give Zhang Wei the best cover, get up and bend over, and quickly enter the trench! One by one, the black shadows disappeared into the ground, and the wide trenches of the Japanese were to facilitate the mobility of the troops during the attack, and at this time they were cheaper than Zhang Wei.

More than a dozen people cautiously dispersed and squatted into the trench under the sentry, the machine gun team of the third squad squatted in the distance to prevent accidents, Hao Zhong, who followed Zhang Wei, slowly stretched out his hands, the target was the pair of Luo ring legs, and the other sergeant was ready to block the ghost mouth, Zhang Wei raised the bayonet, and the other groups saw Zhang Wei's knife, and they also did the same, just waiting for Zhang Wei's signal.

The moon is dark and the wind is high and the night kills! Zhang Wei held the mud-coated bayonet and shook it, Hao Zhong immediately grabbed the pair of Luo hoop legs, and knocked the sentry to the ground, the unbalanced sentry immediately fell into the trench, the sergeant gagged him, and almost at the same time, Zhang Wei's hand rose and fell, the bayonet cut his throat, and the unwilling blood gushed out, and the same scene also appeared in the area of several other groups of responsibility.

Within five minutes, several Japanese sentries had gone to meet Amaterasu. Zhang Wei didn't plan to continue, after all, there were only 16 people, and once discovered, I was afraid that the whole army would be wiped out. But it can't be just like that, he took out 2 grenades, pulled the strings, and put the pull ring on the button of the Japanese corpse, and tied the body of the bullet with rags.

After a few words of corpse disposal, Zhang Wei made a gesture, and the troops of the night attack withdrew from the trenches in turn, walking cautiously when they came, and running in small steps when they retreated, Zhang Wei walked at the end with a machine gun to cover, and the Japanese positions in the distance became more and more blurred in the line of sight.

Finally returning to their positions, a dozen people finally breathed a sigh of relief. Who! There was a sound of pulling the bolt, and several sentries got up from the trenches and stared at Zhang Wei and his party viciously. Zhang Wei glanced at it and said: We are our own people.

A sergeant with a rifle in his hand walked over cautiously, glanced at Zhang Wei, and then put the gun down. Yo, isn't this the platoon commander of the fourth company? How did you run outside in the dark? The sergeant said with a smile on his face. Zhang Wei was also blindfolded suddenly, and came up, this brother, do we know each other? The sergeant smiled and said: You don't know me, I know you, I'm the past of the battalion headquarters, the battalion commander is angry with you.

"What? Brother, the battalion commander found out about my sneak attack? "Platoon Commander Zhang, you are also unlucky, the battalion commander thought about fighting so fiercely during the day, and went down to each company and platoon at night to offer condolences and condolences, but when he came to you, the platoon commander and half of the soldiers were gone, do you say he can not be angry, fortunately, nothing happened to you, just admit your mistakes, they are in the hiding cave" The sergeant stopped after pointing to the hiding cave. Zhang Wei patted the sergeant on the shoulder, smiled bitterly and said to the sergeant: Thank you, brother, if you don't die this time, you will definitely be invited to drink. After speaking, he walked into the Tibetan Soldier Cave with the consciousness of going to death.

"Wu Zhong, Wu Zhong, your ability is really great, you dare to go out and attack in the middle of the night", the second battalion commander Sun Zhongxian scolded Wu Zhong, the commander of the fourth company. Wu Zhong didn't have a good mouth, so he had to stand there, like a very angry little daughter-in-law. Zhang Wei walked in cautiously, battalion commander, company commander, you are all here, that, I'm back. "You still know how to come back", without waiting for Sun Zhongxian to speak, the company commander Wu Zhong scolded Zhang Wei first, as if he wanted to transfer all the resentment that he had just been scolded by Sun Zhongxian to Zhang Wei's body.

Sun Zhongxian waved his hand, and Wu Zhong also shut up in amusement, it seems that this battalion leader is going to teach Zhang Wei a lesson in person. Wu Zhong cast a pleading glance at Sun Zhongxian, begging the battalion commander to spare the most convenient platoon commander he had called, and verbally criticizing it was better to say that it would not be good if he was dismissed.

Sun Zhongxian walked over, and Zhang Wei knew that "this catastrophe is inevitable", so he straightened his waist. Zhang Wei, you kid can do it, your platoon fought the best during the day, and I wanted to reward you greatly, but you gave me this, how about it, is the Japanese position easy to touch? Sun Zhongxian asked playfully. "It's okay, it's okay," Zhang Wei replied.

Sun Zhongxian walked behind Zhang Wei and asked again: How many Japanese soldiers have you killed, how many casualties are your own? Zhang Wei replied with confidence this time: "Report to the battalion commander, I am not talented in my position, this night attack, only four enemies were killed, and we failed to achieve great results, and there were no casualties on our side."

Yo, you played pretty well. Sun Zhongxian turned on the taunt mode again. Zhang wei! I won't grind with you anymore, do you know what's wrong? Zhang Weili replied: Camp, the lowly position knows that it is wrong, and the lowly position should not attack without applying, let alone be rash and abandon the position and brothers. Zhang Wei calmed down at this moment, and he did feel afraid, as a traverser and military enthusiast, he should have known that soldiers should obey orders, and seeking stability first in a war is the right way. But he was so confused by the bombing that he took someone out to retaliate, that is, his own shit luck, and it happened that the Japanese were lax in their defense and there was no further night attack, and when they thought that they were not there, and a platoon of positions that had been drained of most of their troops was once attacked! The consequences were unimaginable, and when he thought of this, Zhang Wei felt a chill in his back.

The battalion commander, who was confused for a while, failed to fulfill the duty of a soldier to obey the order, and was even more sorry for the school motto and spirit of Whampoa. After thinking about the cause and effect and the possible ending, cold sweat broke out on Zhang Wei's head.

Seeing him like this, Sun Zhongxian's face softened: Zhang Wei, forget it this time, I know that you were bombed too badly, and I couldn't hold back for a while, but if you want to beat them away, if you want to succeed, you must first endure it, in fact, you were bombed badly, like other troops, I heard that the battalion of Zhou Shiquan guarding the Tiger Cave by the friendly neighbor regiment is about to run out. You are still young, and you have fought well during the day, so you should think twice before doing things in the future, and there will be more evil battles.

After speaking, Sun Zhongxian patted Zhang Wei's shoulder, and Wu Zhong on the side also breathed a sigh of relief. Sun Zhongxian glanced at Wu Zhong and scolded with a smile: Okay, you don't have to worry about your right-hand man, but you, the company commander, are also responsible for this matter, let's go, let's talk, and after speaking, he walked to the outside of the Tibetan Soldier Cave. Battalion commander go slowly! Wu Zhong and Zhang Wei said in unison.

Sun Zhongxian is gone, but the criticism of Zhang Wei is not over, and it is Wu Zhong's turn now. Wu Zhong is not as polite as Sun Zhongxian, and he comes up with a kick (although it is very light and very light). Zhang Wei didn't want to hide, and looked at Wu Zhong with a "flattering" smile, Wu Zhong could only shake his head when he looked at Zhang Wei, and the "belly talk" that he had originally prepared for his right-hand man was also blocked.

"There's really nothing the hell about you, the wounded soldiers of your platoon have been sent to the regimental hospital, and the replenished ammunition and dry food have also been delivered, you can do it yourself." Wu Zhong and Commander Wu Da dropped two sentences, and left the Tibetan Soldier Cave in a huff, and went back to the company headquarters with people.

"Damn, if it weren't for Lao Tzu's good attitude, the company commander and the battalion commander would have given Lao Tzu a mixed doubles", Zhang Wei sat on the ground and said to himself, but then again, this kind of stupid thing really can't be done in the future, being scolded is a trivial matter, and if something happens to the troops and positions, it is a dead ball.

Being scolded is also a kind of physical work, standing for 20 minutes, without drinking or eating, Zhang Wei also felt thirsty.

He Kun! He Kun! Where did you die just now, bring water to Lao Tzu!