The devil's attack again spread out under the slope of the old man's mountain, and more than fifty little devils gathered together, holding guns and quickly launching a strong attack on the top of the mountain.

Lei Jian checked the soldiers who were still alive on the position, only twenty-one soldiers remained, fifteen were seriously injured, four were slightly injured, two were not injured, and there were not many bullets in the position. Every soldier of the Eighth Route Army will be tested.

Qu Jiaming was just pierced by a bullet in his leg with a blood groove that was not deep, and a piece of skin was rubbed off his face, and the blood had coagulated, leaving a scar the size of a copper coin, and he looked quite energetic.

Song Tiedan was good this time, he was not bitten by a bullet at all, and in the whole position, he was a soldier with no broken skin and bleeding.

Lei Jian ordered to gather all the grenades, hand them over to the soldiers with serious leg injuries, wait until the devil rushed to the forward position fifteen meters, threw the grenade into the enemy group, killed and wounded the enemy, and blocked the devil from approaching the forward position.

He ordered Song Tiedan again: "You take four or five lightly wounded soldiers, quickly rush to the forward position, collect the weapons and ammunition on the sacrificed soldiers and the devils who died in battle, and prepare to meet the enemy." ”

After a short time, the four or five soldiers led by Song Tiedan threw the weapons and ammunition that could be drawn up on the position, and said to Lei Jian with a pant: "Commander Lei, the weapons and ammunition that can be found at the front of the position are all here, and if you go too far, you can see that the little devils are rushing up, so in order to protect the lives of the soldiers, you have to withdraw." ”

"Okay, prepare for battle, I can tell you, this time with the enemy, we have few people, and there are not many bullets, don't look at it as a small-scale battle, but it is more dangerous, I hope that every soldier of the Eighth Route Army must make sure that people are in the position, even if they are all sacrificed, there is only one person left in the position, and they must hold the commanding heights, and this position must not be lost."

The soldiers listened to what Lei Jian said, and it seemed that the battlefield situation had reached the extreme, otherwise the head of Lei Jian, who never admitted defeat, would not have made such a statement at the end, and they became more and more dignified.

Qu Jiaming realized that this might be their more than 20 soldiers, and it should be the last parting in this world, he laughed rudely: "Hahaha, ha......, I Qu Jiaming didn't expect to die in Lao Ye Mountain, thousands of miles away, so it's okay, with our brothers with us, and led by Captain Lei, even if we die in battle, when we arrive at Nai He Bridge, we catch up with the good brothers who sacrificed before, and we can still walk together as an organization, hahaha, I die without regrets, die without regrets." ”

"Bastard, what nonsense are you talking about? You can die, I can die, we can all die, but Captain Lei can't die. Don't talk about the distance, let's just say that in this Lao Ye Mountain, it is about to fight a blocking battle with the little devils of a wing, and if the 'only regiment' loses the command of Commander Lei, then how can this battle be fought?

You all listen to me, no matter who we are, as long as we still have a breath, we must protect Captain Lei, use our lives and blood to ensure that Captain Lei is alive, lead our 'only regiment', defeat the little devils of the reinforced 581 Wing, and avenge us. ”

Song Tiedan stood up as he spoke, looked at Lei Jian and continued: "Commander Lei, my good brother, I Song Tiedan has been following you here from Jiaodong, I have fought a lot, and it is also enjoyable to kill little devils, when I leave, I will ask you for one thing, if I Song Tiedan is really heroic, you must write down my name in the small book that died in battle, even if you die, I will be grateful to you." ”

Bian Zhiming, deputy commander of the first battalion of the 15th Regiment of the right wing column of the Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei Military Region, dragged his injured leg and half-knelt beside Lei Jian, took Lei Jian's hand and said: "Commander Lei, I am the first battalion of the 15th Regiment, more than 300 soldiers, and I and one soldier are left. ”

Lei Jian's expression became solemn, he stood on the position, looked at the twenty-one soldiers beside him, and said in a sonorous tone: "I promise you, and please promise me, no matter which of us is still alive, we must remember the comrades-in-arms who died in the battle of Lao Ye Mountain, and remember that they used their blood and lives to stick to this commanding height."

Whether we are sacrificing or living, we are all heroes of the Lao Ye Mountain position, and we are the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army who bravely killed the little devils, we dare not forget, and even future generations will not forget our generation, we are defending this country with our lives and blood, fighting for victory, and dying for victory. ”

"Fight for victory, die for victory." The 21 soldiers of the Eighth Route Army on the commanding heights issued their last cry, shaking the mountains and stirring the rivers, and they held a conviction that they would fight for the motherland.

Lei Jian looked at the scarred twenty-one soldiers in front of him, he smiled, smiled very happily, he could fight and sacrifice together with such a loyal and unyielding good brother and comrade-in-arms, it was worth living, and there was no regret in death.

Song Tiedan suddenly shouted, "Captain Lei, the little devil rushed up. ”

"Prepare for battle, you all remember for me, you all have to give me a good life, my thunder sword can't do without you good brothers, enter the position, and give me a hard fight."

Lei Jian proudly picked up the machine gun, stood on the position against the wind, faced the little devils who rushed up, pulled the trigger, and fired hot bullets, every time he swung the muzzle, he could sweep down several little devils.

Just as Lei Jian was having fun with the machine gun, suddenly the machine gun jammed, lost the burst of gunfire and the spitting flames, and the bullets were gone.

Lei Jian shouted, "Give me the machine gun bridge clip." ”

"Commander Lei, all the machine gun bridge clips are empty, and we don't have many bullets, what should we do?" One shouted, and the remaining seventeen fighters shouted at the same time: "I don't have any bullets left." ”

Lei Jian looked at the more than thirty little devils left, approached the forward position with a gun, and the leader of the devil squadron waved his command knife and shouted: "There are no bullets in the Tuba Road, rush up, kill these dozen Tuba Lu, and occupy the commanding heights." ”

Qu Jiaming and Song Tiedan suddenly rushed forward, blocked in front of Lei Jian, and shouted at Lei Jian: "Commander Lei, my good brother, you quickly evacuate the commanding heights, remember to avenge us, brothers kill into the enemy group and ...... the enemy." ”

Lei Jian suddenly dragged Qu Jiaming and Song Tiedan, who were blocking in front of him, and shouted to the two bombardiers beside him: "Throw grenades, all the other fighters will lie down for me." ”

The two bombardiers, all the grenades gathered in front of them, quickly threw them into the group of ghosts, and with a sound of explosion, the bones of the devils were separated. The smoke cleared, and there were only a dozen little devils left under the commanding heights.

The forces of both the enemy and us are rapidly decreasing, and there are only six soldiers of the Eighth Route Army left around Lei Jian, and they are all seriously injured, even Qu Jiaming and Song Tiedan are all injured in this counterattack.

The leader of the devil squadron curled up on one leg, looking at the six soldiers of the Eighth Route Army standing on the commanding heights, he shook his head and looked at Lei Jian and said: "Yours is very powerful, dozens of dirt and eight roads, you can actually block the attack of one of my squadrons, now that you have run out of bullets, quickly kneel down and surrender, my will not kill you, and deal with it separately." ”

"Bastard, Lao Tzu kneels down to the world, kneels to the ground in the middle, and kneels to his parents in the middle, he will never grovel and kneel to you group of Dongwei Xiaozi, hahaha, come on, Lao Tzu will fight to the death with you, and he will definitely kill you." Qu Jiaming stood with a furious scream, and rushed into the enemy group with a bayonet.

Lei Jian saw that the six soldiers around him were about to kill the enemy group, and he shouted sharply: "Stand still for me, no one should move without my order." ”

He knew that the soldiers around him were seriously wounded, and they would fall under the devil's bayonet before they could start a fight, and he wanted to take a risk and fight to the death with this little devil, leaving the lives of these warriors so that he could kill the little devil again.

Qu Jiaming and Song Tiedan looked at Lei Jian, and wanted to fight with more than a dozen little devils alone, the two hugged Lei Jian tightly, and shouted angrily: "Captain Lei, Lei Wazi, my good brother, you can't just look for death by yourself, if you want to die, we will die together, and we will never let you fight the enemy alone, once you die in battle, even if we are still alive, we will have nightmares for the rest of our lives, we can't do without you, Commander Lei." ”

Lei Jian violently pushed Qu Jiaming and Song Tiedan away, and he said to the five soldiers around him: "My good brothers, good comrades-in-arms, remember that my Lei Jian is good to you, once I am heroic, please bury me on this old man's mountain, that is, death, my soul will also look at the Eighth Route Army, and successfully complete the Zhengtai Road General Attack Battle, I can proudly tell the martyrs and descendants, 'Hundred Regiment War' My Lei Jian is here." ”

He shouted heroically, walked to the front of the position, faced the mountain wind, condescending, looked down at the little devil standing at the front of the position with a gun at his feet, moved his right arm, the pig-killing knife slipped into the palm of his hand, his wrist reversed and grabbed the handle of the knife, and he was about to rush into the enemy group.

(End of chapter)