The night was deep, and the rumbling of cannons continued to come from the other side of the river, and the remnants of the soldiers felt the ground tremble slightly, shaking the earth above the cave. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"The little devil is really a loser, this cannon has been fired for a long time and I haven't seen a break, how much ammunition has to be wasted." The old smoker curled up on the ground, listening to the rumbling sound in his ears and cursing quietly.

Luo Ziqiang dusted off the soil that fell on the multigrain cake, and then stuffed the cake into his mouth, his face was a little solemn: "I'm afraid the little devil will hit the river tonight." ”

The devil's heavy artillery kept ringing, and the attack was so fierce that the Chinese army on the other side of the river would definitely not be able to bear it, and the hearts of the remnants of the soldiers were like pressing a stone, and they were a little breathless with depression.

"Deputy Lian, how do you say you can stop the little devil here?" Listening to the sound of the cannon, the fat man Tian San felt more and more that it was not safe here, and wanted to find someone to talk to.

The remnants of the soldiers all set their eyes on Yang Ling, because in their hearts Yang Ling is omnipotent, as long as Yang Ling says that they can block it, they will definitely be able to block it, and they hope that Yang Ling will give them a reassuring pill.

Yang Ling's gaze swept over the tired faces of the remnants, his lips squirmed, and he wanted to say that he could block it, but the words came to his mouth and swallowed again, he didn't want to deceive these remnants, he knew that he would definitely not be able to stop them here.

Seeing that Yang Ling was stunned for a long time and didn't speak, the remnants of the soldiers all understood, and there was no drama if they wanted to block the devil, and the atmosphere was suddenly a little depressed.

"We have so much ammunition, even if the little devil comes, he won't be pleased, you say yes, Brother Yang." The old smoker looked at the atmosphere a little depressed and spoke.

Yang Ling looked at the old smoking gun with a keen gaze, understood what he meant, and he nodded and said, "We don't know if we can stop the little devils, but as long as they dare to come, we will ensure that they will not come back." ”

"Even those grenades are enough for a little devil to drink a pot."

"We still have two machine guns, if he dares to come, surprise them."

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The atmosphere was lively again, but Yang Ling's heart was a little heavy, these remnants of the soldiers did not have any patriotic feelings, and the reason why they became soldiers was just to beg for food.

It is these remnants of soldiers who are just begging for food, in the face of the devil's steel guns and cannons, they would rather use their own flesh and blood to carry the devil to death than become a deserter, because they know that if they retire and become deserters, then their relatives and brothers and sisters will be harmed by the devil, and they don't want such a thing to happen.

The remnants of the army waited for a long time, and in the middle of the night a large number of routs retreated from the battlefield on the other side of the river, covered in blood, exhausted, and hasty, and many rolled into the mud as they walked.

The remnants of the soldiers all stood up from their positions, and they immediately became nervous as they looked at the friendly troops retreating like locusts.

"Tsk, what a miserable fight." Luo Dayong held his machine gun, like an outsider commenting on the retreating rout, his words were full of some schadenfreude, fortunately it was not my feeling.

The remnants of the soldiers also hugged their arms and watched the black pressure retreat, but they were not as nervous as Luo Dayong, but their faces were full of worry, looking at their miserable situation, they knew that they must have fought very badly.

The old smoking gun ran towards the routs, stretched out his hand and pulled a rout soldier whose head was wrapped in blood and red, and asked, "Brother, are there many devils, how far is it from the river?" ”

"Devils are all over the mountains, and they have already bitten us and chased after us."

The old smoking gun returned to the position with a solemn face, from the mouth of the rout, he already knew that the devil was menacing this time, looking at the remnants of the more than 30 soldiers, he said: "Don't be stunned, check the ammunition, the little devil has come." ”

The remnants of the soldiers jumped into the trenches like ducks being driven, making a splashing sound, and the atmosphere in the air suddenly became tense.

Yang Ling lay on his bunker, pressed a Hanyang-made rifle he won and put it in a convenient position, and then stuffed the 38 large cover rifle seized from the devil with bullets, and put more than a dozen grenades in his handy place, quietly waiting for the arrival of the devil.

The old smoking gun lay on his stomach not far from Yang Ling, watching Yang Ling prepare in an orderly manner, he didn't know if he could survive, he thought about it in his heart and opened his mouth to whisper to Yang Ling: "Brother Yang, I'm afraid there are a lot of devils coming this time, if I die, you will take the supplement." ”

Watching the old smoking gun explain the aftermath, Yang Ling was also stunned, he had never thought of such a question, but seeing the serious gaze of the old smoking gun, he knew that this was a real war, and everyone could die at any time, he was silent for a long time and nodded, which was accepted.

The old smoking gun saw Yang Ling nodding and agreeing, he felt his heart relax, and unscrewed the lid of the grenade, Damn, I will fight happily today, even if I die, I don't have to worry about supplementing Even these bastards have no one to care about.

"Company Commander Zhou, the battalion commander told you to defend your position to the death, if anyone drops the chain and becomes a deserter, don't blame him for turning his face and not recognizing people." The signal soldier at the battalion headquarters trotted over from the position of the second company and found the old smoking gun to convey the order.

The old smoking gun grinned and said: "You go back and tell the battalion commander, although there are not many people in our supplementary company, but my old smoking gun will leave the words here, we are not a bad seed, the people are in the position, and the little devil does not want to take a step from us." ”

The sound of the old smoking gun was very loud, and the remnants of the soldiers also echoed loudly: "We add that even if we die, we will die on the battlefield." ”

The signal soldier looked at the old cigarette gun with a serious face, nodded, and ran to the position of the company next to him.

Xiong Dawu, the commander of the first company, heard the words of the old smoking gun, and also slapped his chest: "They supplement the company is not a bad breed, and our company is also a master with a handle, if anyone dares to be a deserter, not to mention that the battalion commander does not recognize people, Lao Tzu killed him first." ”

Rumble!

A cannonball fell into the group of rout soldiers on the tidal flat on the other side of the river, and the chemical reaction quickly expanded and exploded, and in the flash of fire, several rout soldiers were thrown high by the explosion, and then fell into the water and splashed in all directions.

A succession of shells flew over, drawing and dragging shining bands of light in the dark air, and the river was blown up into huge columns of water, and the retreating army was constantly blown to pieces, setting off a rain of blood in the sky.

Yang Ling held his 38 big cover rifle and adjusted the ruler to the limit of 800 meters, just enough to extend the shot to the other side of the river, but it was blurry after 800 meters along the crosshairs.

Only by the flash of the explosion can you see the countless devil soldiers with steel helmets on their heads and bayonets on their heads, and they bite the back of the rout's buttocks, shooting continuously, and the muzzles of the guns burst out with clusters of fire, and the routs who can't run are constantly knocked down in pools of blood.