The sound of Yang Ling's shouting spread far away into the surrounding wilderness, and the two soldiers who followed behind Yang Ling were extremely nervous, for fear that the devil would be attracted over. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The old king's head slipped into the ditch, and the continuous running made him unbearable, and in line with the idea of not dragging Yang Ling down, he simply lay down in the ditch to recover his strength, and he was already determined to die.

Now that they heard Yang Ling and they had found it again, Lao Wang Tou heard it clearly, it was indeed Yang Ling's voice, and he struggled to stand up in the ditch excitedly.

No one wants to die, but sometimes they have to face death when they face despair, and when there is hope to live, people on the verge of despair will be like drowning people who will desperately grasp the last straw.

The ditch was very deep and slippery, and the old king struggled for a long time but could not climb up, so he could only open his mouth and shout: "Company commander, I'm here—I'm here." I hope to attract Yang Ling's attention.

Yang Ling shouted while holding a gun while observing the movements around him, he soon heard the voice of the old king, his face was happy, and he hurriedly beckoned the two soldiers who followed him to run over.

In the dim light, the swarthy ditch looked unfathomable, and the old Wang saw the familiar figure of Yang Ling standing on the edge of the ditch at the bottom of the ditch.

I thought that I would definitely die, and I was already thinking that I would fight another devil if I died, but seeing Yang Ling and them taking a huge risk to find it back, the old king didn't hold back, and Douda's tears rolled down his wrinkled cheeks, like a river flowing in a ravine, full of gratitude.

"Help me hold the gun, pay attention to vigilance-" Yang Ling handed the 38 rifle in his hand to the remnant soldier behind him, and he squatted on the ground and stretched out his hand to the old king at the bottom of the ditch.

"Old Wangtou, grab my hand, I'll pull you up!" Yang Ling shouted towards the old king at the bottom of the ditch.

"Well... Good ......" The old king was full of tears, and while hurriedly stretching out his sleeve to wipe away his tears, he pinned the saber to the belt around his waist and stretched out his hand.

Yang Ling and another soldier worked together to pull the old king's head up from the bottom of the ditch, although the old king's head was wet and a little embarrassed, but at this moment his heart was unprecedentedly happy.

"Old Wangtou, are you injured?" Yang Ling asked with concern while unloading the canvas bag on Lao Wang's body onto himself.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just a little bit of skin." Lao Wang tugged on the canvas bag on his body and said, "Company commander, I can hold ......"

Yang Ling still couldn't help but share the canvas bag on the old king's head to himself and the other two soldiers, and said reproachfully: "Next time you can't walk, just say it, everyone will help you go, you fall into the ditch like this and don't say anything, if we didn't find out and come back to you early, if the devil catches up, won't you die."

"Besides, the dry food we eat is all on you, you say you're gone, aren't we hungry, do you think that's right? So if you can't keep up with the team in the future, you must remember to speak. ”

Although Yang Ling was reproached, but the old king's heart was surging with a warm current, and he nodded vigorously, he originally just didn't want to drag Yang Ling and them, but now he found that he was very wrong, and he didn't say anything but dragged the team back to find it.

Seeing that the old Wang Tou also realized the problem, Yang Ling waved his hand and said, "The devil is about to catch up, let's hurry up."

Yang Ling hurriedly chased after the team with the old king and the other two soldiers, and the gunfire behind them was getting closer and closer, and the pursuing troops of the devil soldiers had already pounced.

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Li Tiezhu, the platoon commander of the Gui Army, felt that his body was violently jolting, he was in pain all over his body, and his head was also dizzy and confused, he opened his eyes, there was still boundless darkness around him, and there were still gunshots in the distance.

He found himself running on his back, surrounded by people running in a hurry, and he could hear the heavy gasps of the crowd.

"Put me down, let me down." Li Tiezhu stretched out his hand and slapped the Guijun soldier who was carrying him on his back and shouted.

The soldier carrying Li Tiezhu on his back stopped, put Li Tiezhu down, and his face was full of joy: "Company commander, are you awake?"

Li Tiezhu glanced at the dark fields around him, and asked with a dark face, "What is this place?" What happened to the Dingjiaqiao position? ”

Someone from the Gui Army who stopped to catch his breath replied: "Company commander, let's retreat in the direction of Zoumatang, our position at Dingjiaqiao has been lost."

Li Tiezhu finally remembered that he was stunned by a grenade that fell on his side, and when he saw the Dingjiaqiao position in the distance, he turned his head and asked with a cold face: "Who gave the order to retreat?"

The embarrassed soldiers of the Gui Army looked at each other and didn't know how to answer, they were scattered, there were devils everywhere, the commander couldn't find it at all, and if they wanted to survive, they had to retreat on their own.

"Say! Who gave the order to retreat? ”

The soldiers of the Gui army hesitated for a long time before replying: "Platoon commander, there are devils everywhere, the commanders are dead, and if we don't run, we will die......"

Hearing the soldier's answer, Li Tiezhu immediately understood that they were retreating without authorization.

He grabbed his rifle from his side and shouted, "Brothers! If we come all the way to fight devils, retreat without an order and lose our positions, not only will we lose face, but we will also be embarrassed by the Guangxi fathers and elders in our hometown, and we will be poked in the back! Now they all go back with Lao Tzu and regain their positions from the Japanese ghosts! ”

After Li Tiezhu finished speaking, he ignored the obstruction of the Gui soldiers beside him, and staggered straight to the Dingjia Bridge in the distance with his gun.

The routs around them hesitated to stand in place and did not move, and they would definitely die if they went back, but they retreated without authorization or died, and finally someone gritted their teeth and shouted: "Our Guangxi soldiers can't disgrace their hometown fathers and elders, and they are not afraid of death to kill back!"

The soldiers of the Gui Army, who broke through in a hurry, returned to Dingjiaqiao with guns, but the devil troops had already chased after them, and within a few minutes of walking out, the two sides exchanged fire.

"Brethren! Give Lao Tzu a hit! "This is an encounter in the dark night, the devil buried his head in pursuit, he didn't expect that the rout would dare to turn back and kill back, and suddenly a row of guns was overturned more than a dozen times.

The rest of the devils immediately lay down in hiding, crackling gunshots rang out, and grenadiers and light machine guns behind the devils followed.

Da Da Da - the devil light machine gun suddenly began to howl, and the Gui soldiers who shouted to kill the enemy burst out with clouds of blood mist on their bodies, their bodies shook involuntarily, and then fell to the ground.

"Heavy man! Call me! Platoon Commander Li Tiezhu's eyes were red, his dizzy head was not fully awake, and he shouted at the machine gunner.

But the machine gunner did not respond, he turned his head to look, the machine gunner and more than a dozen Gui soldiers were already lying in a pool of blood, and when he saw those devils wearing steel helmets forced over, he threw away the rifle in his hand and strode towards the machine gun.

"Company commander, there's a devil ahead!" The sound of gunshots bursting like beans in front rang out, mixed with the unique clicking sound of machine guns, and Yang Ling and the others, who were retreating towards the rear, suddenly stopped.

Yang Ling looked at the firefight in front of him, and quickly judged and analyzed in his heart, listening to the intensity of the gunshots, it should be on the scale of sixty or seventy people, it should not be a large army of devils, but interspersed troops biting the retreating Gui army.

Wu Jiang, whose head was wrapped in gauze, followed: "Company commander, should we go around?"

Yang Ling looked at the criss-crossing water nets on both sides, and shook his head, if you take a detour, the terrain is unknown, and you can't run at a speed, once the devils run in front of them, they are turtles in the urn, and they can't escape.

"The number of devils shouldn't be much, let's rush out directly from the front!" Yang Ling gritted his teeth and spoke.

At this moment, Yang Ling is the commander of their rout squad, because he is the captain company commander with the highest military rank, and the rest are all big soldiers except for a second lieutenant platoon commander in Wujiang.

Hearing Yang Ling's order, dozens of remnants pulled the bolt of their guns in an uproar and ran straight to the place where the fire was exchanged in front.