"Tanks, the tanks of the Japanese are coming." A soldier in the trench pointed to the front of the position in horror and shouted, for the first time he saw the Japanese tank participating in the attack and attack, Tang Cheng lying in the trench felt deeply shocked. The figure of the Japanese tank appeared on the street that had almost become rubble and scorched earth, Tang Cheng lay in the trench with wide eyes and counted silently, a total of three, and a total of three Japanese tanks participated in the Japanese attack.

Tanks only exist in Tang Cheng's hearsay memories, although the movement speed of tanks is not as fast as cars, but this thing has rough skin and thick flesh and strong defense, not to mention rifle bullets, even machine gun bullets hit the Japanese tanks are no problem. Tang Cheng had just seen with his own eyes that the machine gun in the company hit the Japanese tank at the front of the spark, but unfortunately the machine gun hit a magazine, and the Japanese tank still roared over.

Also glaring at the squad elder Lao Man, but at this time, Lao Man's voice was a little fluttering, "Whoever catches the black bean is the bomber of this wave." The old man carried his steel helmet in his hand, which was covered with a piece of cloth, and inside was a handful of soybeans and a few beans that had been deliberately dyed black mixed in it. According to the usual acquiescence of the veterans, every time they storm the enemy's fortress and blow up the tank armored vehicle, they must draw lots to determine the daredevils, and this time there were three Japanese tanks, so Lao Man put 6 black beans in the soybeans.

Tang Cheng is new here, I don't know what everyone is doing, but in the roar of the company commander, Tang Cheng also reached out and touched a bean, but he didn't dare to look at it, just clenched his fists tightly. "Who the hell is holding a black bean, hurry up and show your face, the tank of the little devil will come up, don't harm everyone to die together." The old man counted and counted only 5 soldiers who caught black beans, and there was one less.

"I, it's me" Tang Cheng, who was squatting in the corner, raised his arm high, and the last black bean was grabbed by him. Tang Cheng's voice was a little distorted, but his alcohol strength had not yet dissipated, so Tang Cheng's expression looked okay, and he was still in good spirits compared to the other 5 guys. The old man's eyes were a little complicated when he looked at Tang Cheng, but he still handed Tang Cheng a bundle of cluster grenades to Tang Cheng, and Tang Cheng, who had not yet woken up from the strength of the wine, realized that he had touched the life talisman.

"I won't go, I won't go, I'm the only one in my family, I'm an only son, and when I die, the incense in the house will be broken." One of the six daredevils burst into tears, and the explosions around him could not drown out his cry. It's useless to cry, the guy who claims to be the only son in the family still obediently took the cluster grenade after the most, catching lots is the rule of the company, disobeying the military order is to be shot, rather than dying under the gun of the supervising officer, it is better to hold the grenade and fight it, maybe he can come back alive.

"Don't panic when you get out of the trenches, find shelter on both sides of the street and wait first, and the mortars in the company will provide you with fire assistance in a while, and move forward when you hear the shells explode." The old man tied leggings for Tang Cheng, and also tied a thick cloth on Tang Cheng's elbows, saying that this would prevent Tang Cheng from hurting his hands and feet for a while. "Don't panic, the little Japanese tanks are not so solid, remember not to throw grenades on the tank, that is useless, either blow up its tracks or blow up its back."

Tang Cheng, who was nervous, couldn't stop nodding, but he didn't listen to a word of what the old man said. When Tang Cheng followed his classmates to march on the streets, he shouted the slogan of responsibility to defend the land, but when it was really his turn to defend the land, Tang Cheng's mind was full of the corpse that had lost half of his head just now. If it weren't for the fact that he had to be a big man in front of Xiao Yalan, if he hadn't led the way for those national troops, he wouldn't have been bombed and unconscious, and if he hadn't been unconscious, he wouldn't have been trapped on the battlefield by this gang of miscellaneous national troops and then forcibly conscripted.

Could it be that all this was arranged by God, Tang Cheng suddenly missed that church, missed Robert, who took care of himself the most, and wondered how the old guy who liked cigars and whiskey was doing in heaven. "I said so much, did you hear me?" Tang Cheng, who was in a trance, was slapped by the old man, and hurriedly nodded again and again to indicate that he remembered it. "Let's go" The old man patted Tang Cheng and the daredevils on the shoulders vigorously, and in the sound of gunfire, Tang Cheng followed out of the trench in a daze, and crawled towards the Japanese side with a cluster grenade.

There was no passion, no rhetoric, and no bounty in the line of fire that Tang Cheng had heard of, the few daredevils who turned out of the trenches were quiet as if they were doing a very ordinary thing, and even the crying young soldier just now had a calm face. The Japanese tank dozens of meters away suddenly opened fire, and Tang Cheng, who was walking at the end of the line, felt as if his back had been hit vigorously, and the whole person had lost his balance and fell on his stomach in the rubble.

"Go, hurry" The daredevils at the head of the team shouted loudly and sped up, no one bothered to look back behind him, Tang Cheng, who fell to the ground, could only shake his somewhat foggy head and get up and continue to move forward. Tang Cheng had never fought, today was his first time, but his good observation worked, like those daredevils, Tang Cheng also bowed his waist and sandwiched the cluster grenade in the crook of his arm, so that he walked fast and could reduce the chance of being shot by the Japanese army.

The devastation and rubble everywhere are the best cover for the daredevils, but at the same time, it also caused a lot of trouble to the daredevils, especially Tang Cheng's sneaking stumbling, flying through the ballistic trajectory in the air from time to time to make a swishing sound, and Tang Cheng's legs were weak. The machine guns of the Japanese tanks rang out, and the two daredevils exposed to the opponent's trajectory convulsed and fell into the rubble, and the cluster grenades that had been holding in their arms also fell to the ground. "We must blow up the little devil's tank, otherwise our position will be broken through by the little devil." The squad leader's brutal instructions were still in his ears, but seeing that two daredevils had already died, Tang Cheng lay on his stomach behind a corpse and didn't dare to look up.

The movement of the tank's tracks against the rubble grew louder and louder, and a daredevil, lying on the ground pretending to be dead, moved like a tanuki, and a cluster grenade emitting green smoke was placed under the tank's tracks. There was a loud "boom", smoke and fire rose at the same time, and the moving tank suddenly jumped from the ground, and one of the tracks had been blown off by a cluster grenade. The other three daredevils who were encouraged by the "Da Da" gritted their teeth and rushed towards their respective targets, but unfortunately their movements were slightly slower, and the three of them were directly beaten into blood gourds by the Japanese machine guns.

The Japanese tanks that followed closely behind opened the tank with broken tracks at full power, and reappeared in the front of the offensive formation, and Tang Cheng, who was holding a cluster grenade tightly in his arms, curled up and did not dare to move in the rubble. "Ah" Tang Cheng, who heard the screams and quietly probed to look, froze, the veteran who blew up the tracks of the Japanese tank was called Zhao Bao, who was lying on the ground at the moment and reached out to grab the Japanese rifle, and the bayonet on the rifle had pierced deeply into his abdomen.

"Eight Grid Tooth Road, the people of China are dead, they are dead." The owner of the rifle was a Japanese soldier, who smirked and stepped on Zhao Bao's body to withdraw the bayonet, and then stabbed it again with a sneer. Zhao Bao, who was spitting blood, struggled desperately, but the two Japanese soldiers beside the Japanese soldier Cao stretched out their feet and stepped on Zhao Bao's two hands, and Tang Cheng watched Zhao Bao being stabbed several times by the Japanese soldier Cao Lian, until Zhao Bao stopped struggling.

Tang Cheng's eyes were full of moisture, although today was the first day he really held a gun, but Tang Cheng's body was not lacking in blood, such a big living person was stabbed to death by the Japanese army with a bayonet in front of his eyes, and the blood in Tang Cheng's bones was immediately ignited. The Japanese tanks opened fire again, and Tang Cheng turned around to see a cloud of smoke rising from the position 100 meters away, and there were still some figures rolling in the firelight on the position.

Take a deep breath, take a deep breath, and go and blow up the Japanese tank that was driving past him, and there were a few times when Tang Cheng felt that he was not afraid of battle in his bones, and that he could become an excellent soldier. However, the oppression of reality always made Tang Cheng unconsciously choose to retreat, and the world in front of him was repeating the process of brightness, gloom, and brightness in the artillery fire. Whenever Tang Cheng made up his mind to turn over and get up and pounce on the Japanese tank, Zhao Bao's bloodstained corpse would always appear in front of him, until the rumbling Japanese tank drove past the rubble where he was hiding, Tang Cheng did not have the courage to hold a grenade and pounce on the Japanese tank.

As if the Japanese were about to wipe the opposing position off the face of the earth, countless shells and bullets flew away without stopping, and fragments of sand and gravel and severed limbs flew in the air, and the air was mixed with mud and gravel to show its violent nature. Under the firelight, Tang Cheng witnessed a brave figure throwing an explosive bag at a Japanese tank at close range, and the exploded fire overwhelmed the Japanese tank, but the soldier was immediately hit by the machine gun of another Japanese tank, Tang Cheng was stunned again, that figure was so familiar, as if it was Tang Cheng's squad leader.

Another figure pounced on the Japanese tank behind it, and a huge fireball rose up, and almost at the moment of the explosion, the long-suppressed gunfire finally broke out in the trench. The scorching bullets rained down, and the approaching Japanese troops suddenly slowed down, and even some Japanese soldiers began to retreat. "Boom" "Boom" A dozen grenades flew out of the trenches, several Japanese troops were drowned in the smoke of the explosion, and the remaining Japanese troops retreated in a hurry before the mortar shells in the company could be smashed down, and this round of Japanese attacks ended after all three of their tanks were destroyed.