The heralds lay or lie in the bloody mud to report the enemy's situation, recount the message, and the black lips erupted from the mud. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The cuckoo looked at the brothers with a mouth full of blood and mud, white teeth and blood, tired and anxious eyes, and couldn't say the words of reproach, maybe dying on the battlefield with his lover is the best destination?

The hands that were close to the lover's chest trembled, and he looked back and saw that he couldn't get up, so he hurriedly helped him to sit up.

His heart hurts, it hurts, where does he have the strength to fight again, the cuckoo trembled his heart, and said anxiously and sadly: "You slow down, don't force yourself, rest for a while, and the brothers on the periphery will call ......"

The words of self-deception accompanied the tears of tears on his dark lips, and two bloody furrows on his cheeks, hiding the covered skin.

Yang Guan shook her head slightly, her sour right hand patted lightly on the back of her hand, took a few deep breaths to stabilize her confused thoughts, gritted her teeth and raised her head to stare at her mud monkey-like brother.

The brothers are fighting bloodily, they must not faint, they can't, a fighting spirit fills the body and mind, and their thinking gradually becomes clear.

"Pass, pass the order, remove the upper firepower point, change to the lower firepower to block the Japanese army, fire the gong from the mountain artillery, defend the position to Lao Tzu, and still fight for a breath, kill the devil!"

The voice of the command went from low to high, and then it was passionate and generous, the instructor was the god of war, he defeated himself and broke through the line of death, the advance team will definitely not be buried here, never!

The five heralds were so excited that they burst into tears, their originally weak bodies glowed with fighting spirit, they sat up stiffly, raised their hands and shook a military salute, and flew a burst of mud.

The mud hit his body without feeling, and a few drops fell on his face with a slight numbness, Yang Guanqiang endured his confused thoughts and nodded, moved his right palm and swung outward.

The herald was slightly embarrassed, tightened the straps of his guns and ran outward, separating the fortifications on the left and right of the defensive line, shouting as he ran: "Remove the fire from the top, fire from the bottom, and the mountain artillery will attack......"

The herald roared incessantly, loudly, but was instantly silenced by the sound of gunfire.

The stumbling figure disappeared from sight, and another voice came from his ears: "It's work, it's finally our artillery's turn to wield it, quickly reload the bomb, Lao Tzu wants to blow up the little devil raised by the dog!"

Looking back in shock, two mud monkey figures were preparing for shelling, and everyone knelt on the ground to operate, taking and reloading bombs......

"Don't move, be careful of the broken wound, your blood is running dry, you know?"

The cuckoo stood in front of him miserably, his trembling hands carefully tightening the gauze for him, tears and blood spilling on the bloody ground.

The heartstrings touched, the pain filled the body and mind, Yang Guan raised his hand and lost the tears in the corners of her eyes and said: "Go, leave me alone, send a bowl of water to every brother, that is our rations, go quickly!"

Without food in the belly, the body is weak, and after a night of hard fighting, the brothers' bodies can't stand it, and a bowl of water can't quench hunger but can stimulate vitality.

"So what do you do? I don't ......."

"Go quickly, take Xie Tang with you, I don't want to die yet, go!"

Yang Guan urged the potential to push her away, looking at the two stumbling and crawling figures, looking back from time to time, physically and mentally touched, a breath still remained, and the battle did not stop!

"Tom"

The mountain cannon roared on the left, the cannonball was discharged, and the force of the shock set off a wave of white air, stirring the mud on the ground and splashing away.

The surrounding artillery sounds erupted one after another, white gas blossomed, blood and mud splashed, and the ground trembled incessantly.

Yang Guan was shocked to revive his body intuition, turned sharply and climbed up the slope Sha Lei, his eyes watching the battle through the holes in the steel plate screws.

The wound on his left shoulder was bleeding, and he ignored it, only to see the cannonball blowing up the corpse pile, and the flesh of the limbs rolling in the air wave, piercing through the corpse wall fortifications of the devil soldiers.

The three devil soldiers rolled on the bloody ground, howling hideously, and swinging all over their bodies, and the five devil soldiers were rescued by a shuttle bullet and hit the body.

The ghost soldier was shot in his body, his footsteps continued to retreat, his body trembled like an electric shock, shaking people dizzy, and he fell to the ground and spasmed with several pillars of blood.

Two corpses flew out from both sides of the gap destroyed by the shells, and the devil soldiers tried to fill the gap, piling up corpses forward like a snowball.

"Tom, boom......"

The cannonballs re-attacked the corpse wall, blasting flesh and blood, and with the shock wave raging around the periphery, it fell to the ground in a boiling motion.

A messy cloud of smoke and dust rose from the place where the shrapnel radiated, and it was estimated that the devil soldiers were injured a lot, and they were howling and rolling on the ground, changing the law of smoke and dust.

"Da Da Da ......"

The brothers fought at the bottom firing point, greeted the shell gap area with a dense barrage, and killed the devil soldiers hiding behind the corpse wall.

The devil soldier panicked in the explosion of the shell, and before he could recover his senses, he was killed by the bullet and died in a spasm.

"Brother, reload, let's blow up the dog's ......"

"Tom, boom......"

The muzzle of the cannon was deflected, and the shell destroyed the corpse wall ten meters away on the left in one fell swoop, opening another gap, and the devil soldiers suffered.

The battle situation seems to be very stable, and it is almost impossible for the Japanese army to attack the position, in the face of this kind of flat-fire artillery rat trap, a tunnel is blown up, and the devil soldiers cannot get close at all, but the limited number of mountain artillery cannot block the entire position.

The mountain artillery was not fully cared for, the empty area was very large, and the devil soldiers gradually advanced within thirty meters, and the crisis came.

"Kuizi, twenty-seven meters ahead, killed the dog with a grenade!"

A brother shouted through the firing hole to the trench and asked for support from the wounded soldiers who had been unable to return to their positions.

The Kuizi has long been impatient, and the brothers are fighting bloodily, but the brothers in the trench have nothing to do, and the dogs are all sent to death!

He limped his right leg and only supported his body with his left leg, pulled out the pull ring on the grenade with both hands, and threw a sip on the steel helmet that protruded slightly from the soil surface in the sloped soil, and threw out the grenade with all his body.

The grenade emitting a puff of black smoke went straight to the corpse wall, smashed at the very top, and bounced into the corpse wall, and exploded with a bang, setting off three devil soldiers, and the corpse wall was crumbling.

One, two......

Kuizi threw grenades and fought endlessly to relieve the pressure on his brothers, directly forgetting the pain from his right leg.

Suddenly, several grenades flew towards the trench, and the brothers in the dark fort found the danger and shouted in a hurry: "Kuizi, lie down, lie down, lie ......down."

"Boom ......"

The grenade exploded in a cascade, breaking his words and drowning in the flying mud, shrapnel puffing into the sandbags.

"Ahem... Tiger... Beard, take care, take care of my mother...... Brother, brother, let's go ......"

Kuizi curled up in the mud, only revealing half of his face and intermittently explaining the aftermath, before he finished speaking, his body was deadlocked, he sacrificed, died?

"Ah...... Kuizi, your mother is my mother, my mother, brother, you can go with peace of mind, the beard kills the devil to avenge you, and the dog raises to die! ”

"Dada, dada......"

Yang Guan saw it clearly, aroused a heart of revenge, turned around to look for a grenade, saw it, he rolled over and grabbed a grenade but was pressed to the ground with one hand.

"Do you want me to die with you? Whining...... The brothers on the periphery called, not missing you, woo woo......"

The cuckoo threw himself on his bleeding body and sobbed, and then helped him stop the bleeding, and the blood and tears met without regret.

"Did the brothers really call?"