Tang Cheng, who was deaf and dizzy from the explosion at close range of grenades, was temporarily deaf, and the sound of gunfire in the open field did not reach Tang Cheng's ears at all, and even the rock dragon who hurried to the rescue was shouting, Tang Cheng did not hear it at all. "Let's go, let's go." Yan Long forcefully lifted the corpse that had turned into a blood gourd on Tang Cheng's body, and then dragged Tang Cheng up from the ground and carried it on his shoulder, not even wanting his own rifle, just carrying Tang Cheng and running wildly the way he came.

The dice on the bulge had already noticed Yan Long and Tang Cheng, but he was too far away, so he could only use the gun in his hand to provide cover for Yan Long. "Boom" The Japanese troops who were fighting with those national troops suddenly fired a grenade grenade at Yanlong, and listening to the sound of the grenade falling, Yanlong, who was carrying Tangcheng, gritted his teeth and took a few steps to his left hand side. "Boom" The grenade from the Japanese army exploded into a cloud of smoke, and the dice on the bulge secretly sweated for the rock dragon: "Don't fall, leave quickly!" ”

The shrapnel from the grenade burst into scattered bursts, and the rock dragon's left leg was numb, and a bullet-sized piece of shrapnel had been nailed to his left leg. With a muffled snort, the running rock dragon still couldn't control his body, and the whole person fell into the grass along with Tang Cheng on his shoulder. The dice on the bulge were shocked when they saw this, and he couldn't wait to rush down immediately to see what was going on, he wanted to know if Yanlong and Tang Cheng had been injured by that damn grenade.

Tang Cheng, who fell heavily into the grass, miraculously recovered his hearing, and the dizziness in his brain immediately dissipated, and once his hearing was restored, the fierce gunfire in the open field immediately reached Tang Cheng's ears. As soon as he turned around and saw the rock dragon that also fell beside him, Tang Cheng's first reaction was to check the wound for the rock dragon, and confirmed that what injured the rock dragon was only a bullet-sized piece of shrapnel, Tang Cheng immediately put his mind at ease, and waved his arm in the direction of the distant bulge, and the corpse was fine.

Seeing that Tang Cheng was fine, the anxious cat's claw-scratching dice finally relaxed, and then settled down and began to use his sniper rifle to provide fire support for those national army routs on the edge of the open field. The dice were condescending and behind the Japanese soldiers, and the sniper rifle itself exceeded the range of ordinary rifles, although the speed of the dice was not very fast, it made those Japanese soldiers hiding in the grass suffer greatly.

"Can you still walk?" Tang Cheng pulled out the shrapnel on Yanlong's thigh, and seeing that there was not a lot of blood flowing, Tang Cheng knew that it was not Yan Zhan's injury. After making sure that the rock dragon was fine, Tang Cheng didn't care about the wound on his chin, pulled back his shell gun from the belt on the rock dragon's waist, and quickly ran towards the firefight where the gunfire was roaring. The battle between the national army and the Japanese army has been hot, and it can be seen that both sides are very brave, and the battle has almost been stuck, Tang Cheng did not expect that the battle of only a few dozen people would be so lively and fierce.

In the fierce gunfire, accompanied by a series of explosions of grenades, Tang Cheng, who had been running out of breath, finally saw the rout of the national army that took the goods. Tang Cheng, who had squatted down, habitually reached out to wipe a handful of sweat, took the wound that touched his chin, and covered his face with blood, and when he looked down, the entire neckline and chest of the military uniform were already stained red with blood. "This way, this way, we can provide fire cover." Tang Cheng hastily wiped the blood stains on his face with his sleeve and shouted at the rout of the fighting national army.

The firing of the dice and the grenades thrown by Tang Cheng had already let these national routs know that someone was helping them, otherwise a dozen of them would not dare to exchange fire with twice the Japanese army in such an open terrain. The burst of fire before Tang Cheng became deaf had already overjoyed the routs of the Nationalist army, and they mistook Tangcheng's 20-round barge gun for a submachine gun, and the troops in the Nationalist army that could be equipped with submachine guns were not a ragtag army.

With the help of the cover of grenades, the 12 still alive national army routs followed Tang Cheng to the side of the dice, and there was no object of the firefight, and the gunfire in the open field was weakened. The Japanese soldiers who lost their target could swallow this breath, and then turned their guns to chase Tang Cheng and kill them, listening to the shouts of the Japanese soldiers behind him, Tang Cheng who was running couldn't help but be overjoyed, afraid that they would not follow, as long as the dice they were ready, they would ensure that none of the Japanese soldiers chasing them could escape.

The dice on the "pop" "pop" and "pop" bulge can be regarded as a good breath, the Japanese soldiers 100 meters away seemed to be close in the scope, and the Japanese soldiers who fell behind them in Tangcheng were knocked down one after another by the accurate marksmanship of the dice, and only then did they know the opponent's big deal. Gritting his teeth, he led those national army routs to run with all their might, and Tang Cheng only felt that the wound on his chin was grinding more and more hotter by his collar.

Reaching out and touching his chin, his hands were full of blood, and blood kept flowing out of the wound, it seemed that this time it was really not light. Fortunately, it was just a bruise, otherwise my jaw might not have been saved. Tang Cheng's delay slowed down, and Tang Cheng, who was originally running at the front, was gradually left behind. "Hide where you are, hide where you are." Seeing that the rout soldiers in front had rushed to the edge of the gentle slope, Tang Cheng, who was in a hurry, shouted to let these rout soldiers hide in place, and there were pursuing Japanese soldiers behind him, and it was not a good time to climb the gentle slope now.

At least half of the more than a dozen Japanese soldiers who came after them were killed by a burst of random gunfire from the dice, and the remaining few Japanese soldiers were suppressed by the light machine guns of the brute bull and were powerless to fight back as soon as they approached Tang Cheng within 100 meters of them. Under the strafing fire of the bulls, regardless of the consumption of ammunition, the place where the Japanese soldiers were lying on their stomachs was a lot shorter than the rest of the place, and the grass branches and soil were frightened by the rain of bullets and broke one after another, and the Japanese soldiers who were suppressed by the machine-gun fire could only curl up and pray that they would not be hit by the bullets.

Tang Cheng, who ran to the bottom of the gentle slope, was already tired and panting, reached out and took out half a pack of crumpled cigarettes and threw them to the rout, Tang Cheng took out a roll of gauze and handed it to Yan Long, asking the other party to bandage the wound on his chin. The wound on Tang Cheng's chin was still bleeding unscrupulously, and the entire placket of the military uniform was already hot and humid = red. Tang Cheng asked Yanlong to make a simple bandage for himself, at least to stop the bleeding for the time being, otherwise he would kill himself just by bleeding.

In fact, the wound on Tang Cheng's chin was not severe, but it was only grazed by the bullet, and the bullet was shot diagonally through Tang Cheng's chin from the bottom of the chin and wiped a groove-shaped wound. Such an injury was not a serious injury originally, but Tang Cheng's incessant vigorous exercise, coupled with the friction between his chin and collar from time to time, would make the blood flow non-stop. Yanlong is not Mu Lianshan nor a military doctor, and his method of bandaging wounds is naturally not skilled, but fortunately, Tang Cheng does not care that Yanlong wraps his head in gauze very strangely.

didn't bother to talk to those routs, Tang Cheng was already half-crouching with his shell gun and looking ahead, but at some point, the gunfire had stopped. Suddenly, there was no gunshot, and the surroundings seemed quiet, Tang Cheng slowly moved forward a few steps with the shell gun and squatted down, listened for a while, turned around and looked at the bulge. The dice on the bulge made a gesture with Tang Cheng, and then Hou San took Tan Fei and Ma Dazhuang down the gentle slope and rushed to Tang Cheng's side, "Third brother, you take Da Zhuang to the left, and I and the glasses are on the right." ”

In the puzzled eyes of those national troops, the four of Tang Cheng divided into two groups, and their cats touched the grass where the firefight had just taken place. Replenishing the corpse at the end of the battle is Tang Cheng's old habit, but it is not the Japanese soldiers who are dead or not dead that Tang Cheng is worried about, but the grenadier that almost killed himself and the rock dragon. Tang Cheng originally had a grenadier, but when they encountered the Japanese army for the first time after leaving Mandalay, they were left in the jungle, so Tang Cheng urgently needed a grenadier to assist in distant firepower.

The four of Tang Cheng walked very carefully, and every few steps they moved, they would stop to pay attention to the movements around them, and only after they were sure that they were safe would they move again. The submachine gun in Hou San's hand suddenly fired, and a Japanese soldier who struggled to stand up from the grass fell on his back, "It's a grenade" Hou San and Ma Dazhuang screamed and dodged to the side, and Tang Cheng and Tan Fei, who were walking on the other side, also lay down on the spot.

The grenade that rolled down from the Japanese soldier's hand exploded, and with the explosion, it was not only the dirt and grass branches that were crumbled high, but also one of the arms of the Japanese soldier just now. "It's okay, it's okay." Very carefully searching the grass next to the corpse, Hou San made a safe gesture in the direction of Tang Cheng and the dice. Tang Cheng's caution seemed a little life-sparing and timid in the eyes of those national army routs, but they didn't see it that way with the dice, as long as they could save their lives, they didn't care what kind of posture and action they used to clean up the remnants of the enemy on the battlefield.

"Let's go, let's all go down, it's confirmed that everything is safe below." Finally received the signal from Hou San, the dice that had been lying on the bulge got up and stood up, greeted Zhao Liang and them, and the dice rushed down the gentle slope with their sniper rifles on their backs. Cleaning the battlefield is a meticulous job, especially Tang Cheng always needs those Japanese papers or maps on the corpses of Japanese soldiers, which makes the people who clean the battlefield not have any omissions, and the lack of maps or Japanese texts will be a loss for Tang Cheng.

Seeing that Tang Cheng and they began to clean up the battlefield, the defeated soldiers of the national army who had been resting for a while rushed to get up to help, and it can be seen that Tang Cheng and they were doing their duties very smoothly, as if they couldn't intervene, and the dozen or so national army routs who had already stood up had to sit down again. The veteran led by him stared at Tang Cheng without blinking, an officer of this age was probably the youngest he had ever seen in the army for so many years.