The shells shook so that the dirt above the cave fell, and the six remaining people of the supplementary company became disgraced, and they were all crowded into the small hole next to each other, Luo Dayong gasped, praying that the damn shelling would end soon, he was almost out of breath. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The fat man Tian San felt the pain in his buttocks, and cursed in his mouth that the little devil must not die well, where to poke it, he has to poke his ass with a bayonet, damn little devil.

The devil's shells fell on the position, blowing up the corpses that had not had time to clean up, and the whole position seemed to be plowed, and the whole position was a mess of potholes.

Every time a shell fell, the hearts of the remnants of the soldiers trembled, and their ears roared, like the buzzing of thousands of mosquitoes.

It was like a few centuries later, the devil's cannon finally stopped roaring, and estimating that the devil's infantry was about to come up, Yang Ling poked out his head and drilled out of the hiding hole.

The trenches they had dug with great effort were completely scrapped, scorched and blackened by the devil's artillery, and most places had collapsed, and the dead were buried in the fluffy earth, revealing half of their bombed bodies, which was miserable.

The tactics of the devils are extremely simple, shelling, infantry charging, shelling, infantry charging, every time the shelling stops, the devil's infantry will swarm up.

The old smoker and the others also came out of the hole in the remnants, and looked at the messy position in a daze and frowned, the trenches are gone, how can this be defended?

"Come on, let's run for our lives, we can't defend it." Luo Dayong held his deformed machine gun in his hand and said dejected words.

"You fool, if you don't want to be killed by the Overseer, you can escape." The old smoking gun kicked Luo Dayong with his foot and almost fell into the muddy water.

Luo Dayong said with a face full of grievances: "But these few of us are not enough devils to stuff their teeth, and looking for death is not such a way to find death." ”

He has been in the army for more than ten years, and the reason why he has been able to survive in the rain of bullets is not once or twice, but now he knows that they can't escape, it's not that he is patriotic, the main worry is that once he becomes a deserter, he can't raise his head for the rest of his life.

If he dies on the battlefield and may be able to become a martyr, his family can also receive a death pension, if he is a deserter and is shot by the supervising team, not only will he not have bullshit, but his family will be poked in the backbone for a lifetime, and he feels that it is not worth being a deserter.

Yang Ling ignored the noise of the remnants, and strode towards the position of the first company with the Hanyang-made rifle in his hand, they added that there were only six people left in the company now, and it was impossible to hold the position unless the sun hit the west.

But now that the order to retreat from above has not come down for a long time, they have to die on the position, anyway, they are dead horizontally and vertically, Yang Ling decided to give it a go, maybe he can kill a few more devils and kill a way out.

The first company is the main company of the third battalion, and it is not known how many times stronger than the tattered supplementary company in terms of strength and weapons and equipment, but they have also suffered heavy losses since the fierce battle last night, and there are only more than 30 people left alive, and most of the remaining half have become corpses lying on the ground.

A series of Xiong Dawu's head was cut by the explosion of the cannonball, and the red blood flowed all over his face, mixed with the smoke and dust sprinkled on his face, and the slimy looked extremely embarrassed.

"Don't bother, hurry up and check the ammunition, the little devil is coming up again." Xiong Dawu lay on the ground, took out the bullets from his pocket and pressed them into the chamber of the gun one by one, while loudly reminding his brothers.

The battle has been fought so far, more and more people have died, Xiong Dawu doesn't know if he can get off the battlefield alive and complete his task mechanically, he has killed three little devils, it is enough, and he will earn it if he kills again, he comforted himself like this.

The cool son of the wind was mixed with the smell of gunpowder smoke and blood, blowing away the gunpowder smoke above the position, and Yang Ling's figure caught Xiong Dawu's eyes.

Damn, what is this monster doing here? Watching Yang Ling stride towards their position, Xiong Dawu muttered in his heart.

Yang Ling won Xiong Dawu in the written test of marksmanship, and was taken away with thirty grenades, Xiong Dawu has always been worried about this matter.

"Yo, isn't this the sharpshooter Yang Lian's deputy, why do you want to compete with me?" Seeing Yang Ling approaching, Xiong Dawu patted the soil on his body, and stood up to open his mouth in a weird manner.

Yang Ling knew very well in his heart that he had won Xiong Dawu in marksmanship and made him lose face, and he must have an opinion about himself, but now that the enemy is present, he has no time for Xiong Dawu to talk about these useless things.

"I'm not here today to compete with you in marksmanship."

Xiong Dawu tilted his head and looked at Yang Ling, and muttered in his heart, you are not better than marksmanship, what are you doing in our position, seeing that the devil is about to come up, won't you ask us for help, right?

Xiong Dawu looked towards the position of the supplementary company, and sure enough, there were only five people left standing on the position, looking at this side in a daze.

"Then I don't know what happened to Deputy Yang Lian?"

Yang Ling said bluntly: "The devil is about to come up, and I want to discuss the defense of our two companies with Company Commander Xiong." ”

Xiong Dawu scolded his mother in his heart, how many people are left, there are more than 30 people in Lao Tzu, and he is trying to prevent a fart, he clearly wants to pit Lao Tzu.

"Let's each defend it, what kind of defense do we have, there's no need." Xiong Dawu waved his hand and directly rejected Yang Ling's proposal, there were more than 30 people left, and it was difficult to defend the position, if they went to help the reinforcement company, the position would definitely be lost.

Xiong Dawu's refusal was expected by Yang Ling, and he said calmly: "Company Commander Xiong, you see that our two companies are next to each other, if we can't even hold the position, the devils will attack you from the side, do you think you will be able to hold it?" ”

As soon as Xiong Dawu heard this, his face suddenly became ugly, if the position of the supplementary company was really about to be lost, they would be attacked from both sides, and with the defeat of the remaining more than 30 remnants, they really couldn't hold it.

Looking at Yang Ling's expressionless face, Xiong Dawu was entangled in his heart at the moment, should he agree and supplement Lian Assist Defense? But no matter how you think about it, you're at a loss.

"Then you say such a defense method? Lao Tzu only has these thirty or so brothers left, and if you want us to help you defend the position, you can't do it. ”

Seeing Xiong Dawu loosen his mouth, Yang Ling's eyes flashed with a hint of joy, raised his hand and pointed to the front of the position and said, "Let's take the initiative instead of passively defending......

Crazy, crazy, he couldn't hold his position, and he took the initiative to attack, Xiong Dawu looked at Yang Ling and even wondered if he had burned out his brain.