In the chaos and hustle and bustle, the old smoking gun received a brand-new seventy-nine rifle and dozens of bullets, the rough big hand rubbed the heavy and cold rifle, some couldn't put it down, and secretly said in his heart that if he was a soldier, he had to have a gun, and he always felt that his heart was empty and insecure without a gun. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"All officers above the company commander are here to gather!" The old cigarette gun had just found a place to sit down, and the cold-faced officer began to shout again.

The old smoking gun was the company commander when he was in the 61st Division, and although he was injured and sent to the hospital for wounded soldiers in the rear, his rank was still there, and he immediately stood up in fear of the mud on his buttocks.

The cold-faced officer still didn't say much, and after introducing the current situation in a few simple sentences, he immediately took action to divide the troops among these company commanders, and the old smoking gun was also assigned to more than 80 people, and he was finally no longer the commander of the light pole.

Looking at the more than eighty people standing crookedly in front of him, the old smoking gun's brows were furrowed and he sighed, except for more than 20 veterans who had returned from injury, the rest of the young people who had not taken off their childishness.

These young men were all student soldiers who had volunteered to join the army, and many of them had no blood, but they had never even touched a gun.

They can't use their guns at the moment, they want to take these untrained people to the battlefield, and the old smoking gun can live the imaginary ending with his eyes closed, but now the losses of the troops are too great, and the supply of troops is tight for a while, so it is also helpless to let the student soldiers supplement the troops, and how much these people can survive at that time can only depend on luck.

The veterans were appointed as squad leaders by the old smoking gun, and immediately took action to teach those student soldiers to use guns, although being able to shoot guns and being able to shoot accurately are two different things, but now the time is urgent, and they can only be dead horses as live horse doctors, and they can teach to what extent.

"Company commander, where are we going?"

Because the fat man Tian San was a veteran of the Shanghai front, he also served as a platoon commander at the moment, and he came to the old smoking gun with a sad face to inquire about the situation.

The old smoker replied: "Chief Liu has already said that we will supplement the front line of Jiangyin and Changzhou to reorganize the defense line."

Although the fat man had already guessed in his heart, when he heard that the old smoking gun was confirmed, he still had a sudden suddenness in his heart, thinking of the tragic situation of the wounded who had been pulled down from the car in front of him these days, the fat on his face began to twitch, which was frightened.

Although the fat man also fought hard with the devil on the front line, but the comfortable life behind him has passed for a long time, and when he hears where he wants to go to the flesh and blood battlefield, he will inevitably have some resistance in his heart.

"But don't worry, we're not fighting alone, I heard that there are a lot of our troops concentrated over there, and this time it's not necessarily to send us to death." Seeing that the fat man's face was pale, the old cigarette gun patted him on the shoulder and comforted him.

The fat man nodded, now that the matter has come to this, it is useless to regret wanting to run, and the armed gendarmes standing around are not vegetarians.

The news that they were going to go to the front line of Jiangyin Changzhou to stop the devils had spread, and the veterans who had returned from their injuries were affectionate and numb, because they knew that it must be another bloody battle.

After all, no matter how loud the slogan is, only those who are really fighting with the devil can really kill the enemy and serve the country.

About five or six o'clock in the evening, it is difficult to enjoy the treatment of wounded soldiers when they leave the hospital, dinner is salted rice, even so it is simple and can only guarantee a bowl per person, the student soldiers are bitter and difficult to swallow, the veterans know that they are about to go to the battlefield, one by one even the bottom of the bowl is licked clean, who knows if it is the last meal of their lives.

After dinner, the order came down, and all the companies began to march, one company after another, marching with torches, majestic and magnificent, like a long dragon winding on the dark earth.

After walking south for less than half an hour, the troops stopped, because there was no road ahead, and the dark cold air hit people, and they had already reached the ferry port by the Yangtze River.

There were many large and small boats parked at the ferry, densely covered with ferries, and they were all brightly lit at the moment, and the cold-faced officer went to negotiate and then ordered the troops to start boarding.

The old smoking gun was the 11th Company, and the whole company of more than 80 people boarded a merchant ship pulling goods, and in the shaking the ship, the ship sailed off the shore, slowly drifted to the center of the river, and began to drive east along the current.

The night was windy, and it was dark everywhere, and the old smoking gun sat on the bow of the boat and looked around, only to see the lights hanging on the boat behind, and the whole fleet went down the river and went straight to Jiangyin.

The wind and waves were strong, the ship was very bumpy, and the veterans who were so powerful on land that their legs were weak and their faces were pale, and they were lying on the strings of the ship one by one and vomiting in the dark, and the old smoking guns knew that they were seasick.

After tossing all afternoon, the ship drove in the dark and did not know where it went, and the old smoker simply found a place to hold the 79 rifle and began to sleep, but the ship was bumpy, and woke up several times in the middle, and the ship did not stop.

"Company commander, wake up, wake up." The old smoking gun was woken up from his sleep by the fat man Tian San, and when he opened his eyes, the sky was already bright outside.

"Have you arrived?" The old smoker asked, looking around.

The fat man shook his head and said, "Not yet, I guess there is still some distance, but there are dead people floating on the river over there."

When the old smoker heard the fat man say this, he immediately stood up to check, and sure enough, there were many dead people soaking in the water near the river bank, many of whom were still wearing gray military uniforms, and they should have been soldiers.

They pulled a boatman and asked what was going on, and the boatman replied in surprise: "A few days ago, a troop carrier was bombed by a devil's plane, and those dead people must have fallen into the water and stuck in the shallow water on the bank of the river, and most of them have been washed downstream by the water."

Hearing the boatman say this, the old smoking gun suddenly felt a layer of gloom in his heart, it seems that it is not safe to stay on this ship, they are all landlubbers, once they fall into the water, they can only silently pray in their hearts that the devil plane will not come.

But as the saying goes, what you are afraid of, you will come, the old smoking gun prayed that the ship would send them to their destination safely, but after a while, several devil planes swept along the river.

Hearing the roaring sound of the motor, everyone on the ship panicked and hurriedly wanted to dodge, but they could hide on land, and there was nowhere to hide in such a big place on this ship, and they watched the devil plane roaring coming.

Two tongues of fire flew down from the sky, piercing the roof of the old smoking gun's ship, revealing two rows of translucent holes, and two mists of blood rose from the ship, and more than a dozen brothers were splattered with flesh and blood by the machine-gun bullets that flew in, and wailed again and again.

The old smoking gun dodged quickly, the bullet grazed his side, and a student soldier next to him was hit in the head, and the red and white splashed the old smoking gun all over his face, regardless of the bloody breath that jumped into his nose, the old smoking gun hurriedly shouted to stop those brothers who were panicking to jump ship, the Yangtze River is deep, and those who can't swim will die if they fall.

Although the old smoking gun shouted in time, a few of them jumped down, only to see a large white spray bursting out, and soon there was no shadow, so frightened that the other brothers did not dare to jump again.

There were not many devil planes, only six, and the old smoking gun hit a bomb on a ship on their left, and a large group of fire burst out with a bang, and the whole ship was blown into pieces, and a company on the ship was all killed in the fire, and the soldiers on the other ships who watched it breathed fire with their eyes, cursing and holding guns and began to hit the devil plane, but in vain, the devil plane was still arrogant.

The fleet was attacked by devil planes, and suffered heavy losses, two ships were sunk, and the others also had their own losses, and countless planks and corpses were floating on the river, and the mood of the old smoking gun became very bad.