This blind shot can hurt the defenders' demoman, because it is a random strafing fire, it is impossible to judge the direction of the devil's machine gun next, and can only gamble with God.

Unfortunately, if you are shot, then die, but you are very unwilling, you die before you get out of the division, you are unwilling to die, but what if you are unwilling, a large number of soldiers, without even seeing the face of the devil, died under the cannon or bullets.

A large number of soldiers were killed and sacrificed without even killing a single devil, but even if they died like this, it was not a senseless sacrifice, not a death in vain.

History will not forget them, and people will not forget you.

Even if you didn't fire a shot or kill a devil, you are still heroes, and you still deserve the eternal admiration of our younger generations.

At the very least, your body consumes a bullet from the enemy, which is much better than those who sit in a bright and clean environment and use their mouths to resist the Japanese.

At the very least, your spirit has inspired groups of brave warriors to forge ahead, and your remains have been used as stepping stones and even bussand bags on their breasts.

Lao Qin's platoon, as soon as the first batch of demomen rushed out, they all died on the blind fire of the devil tank, and the second batch was blocked in the bunker and couldn't get out, and the exit was blocked by a tank.

Just when the devil tank gun was adjusting the angle and was about to bombard the exit of this bunker, Lao Qin looked at it and was terrified, once the devil tank gun was bombarded, the more than 20 brothers in this bunker, including himself, would all die.

Between the lightning and flint, Lao Qin couldn't be allowed to continue thinking, and immediately threw out the cluster grenade in his hand, followed by the grenade, even if he didn't blow up this one, he had to save his life first.

The explosion of the cluster grenade caused a vibration on the ground, causing the devil's tank muzzle to jump up slightly, and this small jump saved the lives of all the people in a platoon.

The shells of the 37 tank gun whistled out, and in one jump, the shells hit the side of the exit of the bunker, blowing a large hole in the exit, and several people inside were also wounded by shrapnel.

Lao Qin's body also seemed to have been pushed by someone, and he was overturned by the powerful air current, and he was thrown directly on the wall of the bunker, and he was immediately dizzy and spat blood.

But at least for the time being, everyone's lives were saved, and as for himself, it seems that he is still alive now, and he can't die for a while.

"Get out there and blow it up!"

Before Lao Qin passed out, he shouted his last order.

Actually, you don't need Lao Qin to speak, everyone will do this, and at this time, you and the devil tank will either die or I will live.

Rush out and fight the tank hand-to-hand, it's okay, you just can't be suffocated and blown to death.

Zhu Dafu, Roe Deer, and Zhuang Sijing, the second batch of demomen under Lao Qin, rushed out desperately at this time, and directly pounced on the devil's tank armor.

Regardless of whether it can blow you up or not, stick it on you first, and then talk about it, once it is pasted, the machine gunner of the devil tank will be helpless, close, it is the shooting blind spot of the tank machine gun, you can't hit it, even if you can see it, you can't hit it.

Unless the shot is fired from the top cover, at this time, the devil tank crew still does not dare to open the top cover, there are explosive shrapnel everywhere, standing on it, it will become a machine gun target for the defenders.

But now the tank crew of this devil tank has no choice, and he has to open the top cover to die, and he has to come out to hit the Chinese soldiers attached to the tank armor.

If you don't get rid of these psoriasis, the tank will be blown up by them every minute. A devil's tankman opened the top cover, poked his head out, picked up his pistol and was about to shoot.

Zhu Dafu and several of the second batch of demomen, because the cluster grenades had just been thrown out by Lao Qin and exploded, and now there are only a few grenades left on their bodies, and there is no explosives to blow up the tank.

When Zhuang Sijing and the others were about to stuff the grenade into the tank track, Zhu Dafu suddenly found that the top cover of the devil's tank was open, and a devil poked his head out of it, and the pistol was about to shoot at the roe deer.

Zhu Dafu didn't have time to think, and he didn't have room to look ahead, he immediately kicked his feet and rushed upward, and the devil's pistol bullet just hit Zhu Dafu's chest.

Zhu Dafu felt a heavy punch in his chest, and he almost shook his body and was about to fall off the tank, but he still relied on his strong waist and abdominal muscles to fold back.

I'm dead, and I won't let you go. I haven't become a ghost yet, and while I still have time in the world, I will drag you to hell and die together.

Zhu Dafu struggled with the last trace of strength, continued to move forward, faced the muzzle of the devil's gun, and pounced desperately, the devil didn't know whether he was frightened by Zhu Dafu's hideous face, or panicked, and he didn't know if he continued to shoot.

Anyway, when the devil reacted, the person was already on the ground, Zhu Dafu grabbed the devil's tank soldier and pulled it out, even tearing off the person with the gun, and the two rolled to the ground together.

After all, tank soldiers are not infantry, and there are few opportunities for such face-to-face hand-to-hand combat, so in the face of the empty-handed wealth, they were pulled out of the tank, rolled on the ground, and when they turned their heads, their souls were almost frightened.

Why, because it happened that the devil's tank was turning, and the tracks of the tank were running over Dafu and this devil tankman, and the devil struggled desperately, trying to break free from Dafu's embrace and roll to a safe place.

And Dafu didn't give him a chance, and said with a cruel smile: "You dog's day, you also have today, let's die together!" ”

Dafu looked at the tank tracks that had been rolled up, and laughed, as if the dead were not him, and the rock-like steel tracks ran over the two of them.

The devil's eyes went from horror to dullness, his pupils dilated, and he watched his waist and abdomen being pressed like a piece of paper, and he was pressed deep into the dirt by the tank with Dafu.

Dafu, who was laughing just now, can't laugh anymore, a mouthful full of blood, spurting out, his mouth opened weakly, wanting to continue laughing, but he couldn't laugh anymore, and let out a hoarse silent laugh and lip language.

The rich man who spits blood in his mouth and his face is full of blood, and his eyes are still round until death, looking at the last piece of sky, what kind of sky is this, the sky full of gunsmoke, and there is no end in sight.

But this kind of difficult days have finally come to an end, and they can finally be freed, and the life of the dog day is too bitter, too difficult, and too tired, and I really don't want to continue to live.

His name is Dafu, but he was actually born in an extremely poor family, and his parents at home, hoping that he could get rid of the poverty that followed him, gave him the name of Dafu.

Rather than spending time in poverty, it is better to work hard and make money, which is very simple, that is, to make money, no matter how hard and tired you are, you must also make money, in order to get rid of the fate of poverty and the fate of the family.

But Dafu has been busy for half his life, and he still can't make a lot of money to realize his parents' dreams, in this world, he can't make a lot of money by hard work alone, and those who live a relaxed life are always making a lot of money.

The world is so unfair, and so is life.