In the depths of the night, Old Smoker and the seven surviving remnants of the soldiers nested in a wet depression, looking out into the darkness of the distance, they looked a little restless. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Company commander, it's been so long, you think this kid shouldn't run away alone, right?" Luo Dayong twisted his tired body uneasily, and asked the old smoking gun lying on the side in a low voice.

Second Lieutenant Platoon Commander Luo Dayong was buried by the collapsed earthen wall in the battle of the devil's raid, and in addition to being scratched a little skin, he was soon able to jump alive again, because he was buried, he naturally did not see Yang Ling's ruthlessness in solving the little devil neatly, so he was full of distrust towards Yang Ling along the way, even if Yang Ling saved his life.

The old smoker reprimanded dissatisfiedly: "Shut your crow's mouth, no one will treat you as a mute." ”

"I don't think that kid is a good person, maybe just a deserter." Luo Dayong muttered dissatisfiedly.

He is also a platoon commander, and Yang Ling is also a platoon commander, but now he has to listen to the command of such a stranger who came out of nowhere, Luo Dayong's heart has always been unconvinced, why.

The old smoking gun kicked Luo Dayong: "Can you fucking stop?" ”

Hearing the tone of the old smoking gun, Luo Dayong closed his mouth with interest, although he was not convinced by Yang Ling, an outsider, but he still didn't dare to be presumptuous about the old smoking gun, the veteran oil and chief officer, he turned his head and stopped talking.

There was silence all around, and the remnants of the soldiers lying in the depression did not speak, and they could hear each other's breathing, they were all waiting, waiting for Yang Ling's return.

Time passed minute by minute, and they felt like centuries had passed, but Yang Ling, who had gone out to explore the path, did not even have a shadow, and the old smoker was becoming more and more irritable in his heart, could it be that this Yang Ling really left alone?

The bored old smoking gun took out the dry tobacco inserted in his waist and grabbed it, took out a match and prepared to take two puffs, but he thought in his heart that if Yang Ling didn't come back, they would have to act on their own, and nesting on the side of the road until dawn would definitely become a live target for devils, although he trusted Yang Ling, he couldn't take his life on the line.

"If you don't want to die, put out the fire for me-" As soon as the old smoking gun lit the match, Yang Ling's voice came from the darkness.

The old smoking gun subconsciously snuffed out the match, and raised his eyes to see a black shadow appearing in front of him with a cat on his waist, isn't it Yang Ling who went out to explore the way, the old smoking gun's worried heart finally fell to the ground, and Yang Ling did not leave them.

When Yang Ling didn't appear, the old smoking gun naturally became the commander of these remnants by virtue of his identity as a veteran and company commander, and even Luo Dayong, who was five big and three rough, was obedient to the old smoking gun, but since Yang Ling took over the command and took them for less than half a day, the old smoking gun suddenly felt that he had left Yang Ling, and his heart was empty, as if he had lost his backbone.

"It's like a ghost, and I don't even make a movement when I walk." Luo Dayong watched Yang Ling come back quietly, and muttered dissatisfiedly, Yang Ling glanced at him and didn't care, the level of the two sides was not at the same level, and he didn't bother to explain.

"There is a camp of devils in front of you, blocking the road." Yang Ling lowered his voice and said to the remnants of the soldiers who surrounded him.

"Look, look, company commander, I just said that I can't listen to this kid, let's lead us to death, I think he has a heart." Luo Dayong gloated and sneered.

"Shut up!" The old smoking gun smashed towards Luo Dayong with the butt of the gun, smashing Luo Dayong straight into the gold star, feeling that the old smoking gun was really angry, Luo Dayong closed his mouth with interest.

The old smoker frowned and suggested, "Why don't we go back and get around here?" ”

Yang Ling shook his head: "If you take a detour, it will take at least half a day to walk, now this area is full of devils, and the danger is even greater." ”

"What then?" The old smoking gun scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously, and now he saw that he was about to rush out of this fallen area, and he was blocked by the little devil, he really had no way.

Yang Ling looked at the worried old smoking gun, paused and said, "I took a closer look, there are not many devils in front of us, only about the size of a small team, it depends on whether you have the courage to rush over." ”

"What, isn't there more than fifty devils in a team, it's not much......" Luo Dayong heard this, and immediately shouted, but this time when he saw the old smoking gun reaching out and touching the butt of the gun, he hurriedly changed his words: "You continue, you continue." ”

The old smoker looked at Yang Ling, and his face became serious: "Brother Yang, my brother's life will be handed over to you, what you say, we will listen to you." ”

"Yes, Brother Yang, you just say what you do, we will all listen to you." Heiwa, who escaped death, also agreed.

Heiwa just went to change the guard when the devil attacked them, and when he saw the devil kill the sentry, he screamed and woke up the devil, and the devil raised his gun and shot, fortunately he fell and saved his life, the fog was very thick at that time, and with the gunshot, the devil thought he was hit so he didn't care about him anymore, which saved a small life.

Everyone expressed their willingness to obey Yang Ling's command, after all, Yang Ling led them to avoid several groups of devils along the way, and they had already developed trust in him.

"Platoon Commander Luo, what do you mean?" Yang Ling finally set his eyes on Luo Dayong, who was silent there.

"This is obviously to send to death, we are not enough devils to stuff our teeth......"

The old smoking gun slammed his head and covered his face: "Damn, where is there so much nonsense, I will ask you if you want to go, don't go and get out." ”

Luo Dayong faced the gaze of everyone, and finally pointed at Heiwa and said: "I will go wherever Heiwa goes, I want to protect him." ”

Heiwa looked at Luo Dayong, who suddenly became kind to herself, and before her head turned for a while, Yang Ling spoke again: "Then let's act." ”

As he spoke, he threw the captured devil machine gun to Luo Dayong, and then dived forward with his waist down.

The old smoking gun glanced at Luo Dayong with disdain, and inserted the dry smoke gun back into his waist, followed by the remnants of the soldiers who followed Yang Ling's pace towards the devil's camp not far away.

The National Revolutionary Army and the devils were still fighting day and night, countless grenades dragged long streamers through the air, and the flash of the explosion illuminated the clouds containing accumulated rain from time to time, which was even more hideous on such a dark and rumbling night.

Second Lieutenant Hidechu Sato was lying on his stomach in the dim lamp writing a letter to his home across the ocean, and the pen and paper rustled. Hidenaka Sato was very happy at the moment, and he wanted to tell his father about his promotion.

Because of his outstanding military achievements, he has already replaced the fallen commander as the second lieutenant squad leader, which he was promoted by his own military merits, and did not rely on his brother who served in the wing, he wanted to prove his ability to his father.