under fire

Six pieces of shrapnel were taken out of the Second Company Commander's body, and one piece of shrapnel in the chest cavity could not be taken out because he did not have the surgical conditions, and it was still in the body.

Gao Yidao was seriously injured.

The soldiers of the Second Battalion did not intend to continue to follow the Ninth Battalion to the south, and planned to carry the wounded back north to the base with the militia.

Captain Qin gritted his teeth and decided to follow Jiuying.

Repeatedly assured the militiamen that they must go to the mountains to recruit soldiers in the future, and even coaxed and deceived the militiamen to agree to take the wounded students back to the base area.

After thousands of warnings, the wounded were finally carried away.

With seven or eight slices of wild boar meat in hand, not only can the nutrition of the wounded be kept up, but every household in the village can also share some.

The villagers in the base area have all moved, but no one cares about the wild pork.

A few militiamen who came from hunters completely disregarded the opposition of Luo Fugui, who wanted to eat roast suckling pig, and secretly released the little wild boar back into the mountain.

After most of the militiamen who carried the wounded left the team, the number of people in the Ninth Battalion was reduced by half!
In addition, there are barely two rows left in the student team!
The casualties were indeed a bit heavy, but the results were equally great.

Many soldiers of the Ninth Battalion held stones in their hands and were grinding away the five-pointed star on the devil's yellow helmet.

Captain Qin was a little dumbfounded looking at the seizures piled up on the ground.

Six grenade grenades, three crutches machine guns, more than 40 three-eight covers, and more than a hundred full bullet boxes strung on the belt!

Lunch boxes, bloody military uniforms, backpacks with marching blankets.

Li Xiang will take away more than 20 grenades and ammunition bags from the ghost grenadiers.

There were only six people in the Second Battalion who could move, and they had four machine guns. This time, they did not compete with the Ninth Battalion for the captured machine guns.
Three new-style machine guns were seized from the Devils.

The machine gun that was originally faulty was directly wrapped in tarpaulin, and it was hidden in a high place.

The ground was in a mess, and the devil's body was stripped naked and thrown into the thorn bushes.

The valley is filled with the smell of blood, and the figure of the wolf has appeared on the mountain ridge.

Maybe in another two days, only the skeleton will remain of the devil's body.
Such skirmishes happen every day.

When Hu Yi was studying in the division, he read the battlefield statistics of the Eighth Route Army. For about five years, an average of four battles, large and small, took place every day.

Therefore, such a battle is nothing at all.

The militia and the vanguard set off first, and the brigade headed eastward along the valley.

After turning up the mountain ridge, turn to the south.

The Ninth Battalion now has an average of two light machine guns per squad, and there is no shortage of bullets.

There are two grenadiers in one class!
The Devil's Sanba Dagai is indeed better than the rifles in the hands of the soldiers, but this time they didn't fight for it because there were too many.

With such a fire configuration, it is estimated that apart from the division arsenal and the logistics department, there will never be a second one!

Although the bullets should have been handed in, now they don't even know where their superiors are, so they will talk about it after using it first.

Hu Yi has long been aware of a problem. Due to the sacrifice of soldiers and the increase in wounded, the number of rifles has more than tripled the number of soldiers.

There was a severe shortage of troops.

Luo Fugui poked his teeth with a thatch root from time to time: "His grandma's wild pork is not tasty at all, I don't believe you can't get it out."

Like Luo Fu, there are many soldiers who use thatch to dig out their teeth.

The smell of meat wafted in the middle of the line, and several militiamen still separated each other.

"I said, can you stop for a while?"

"Hi'er." The captain of the militia drew another one: "Hey, I've never had such a good meal."

"You hunted in the mountains, didn't you eat meat?"

"Commander Luo, you don't know, we can occasionally hunt wild boars, but the whole village goes to battle together, and some of them are reserved for bacon. How can we eat it like you guys do today?"

The little girl spoke to Liu Yuanqing with her braid crooked: "Why did you sew two stitches on the wound when you took the shrapnel?"

"Human skin is divided into two layers, and the inside and outside must be sewn together."

"I remember that if you get hurt, you must bleed. Why didn't that guy bleed a lot?"

"His life is high, the shrapnel almost avoided his blood vessels, otherwise the gods would not be able to save him."

"What are blood vessels?"

"The tubes that bleed blood in the human body are called arteries that come out of the heart, and veins that go back."

The face of Luo Fugui next to him was as black as the bottom of a pot. He used to work in the health team all day long. Would a wicked girl not understand blood vessels?
It was obvious that he was playing tricks on Liu Yuanqing!

But this guy does know a lot, and he even analyzed the poisoning of the independent group last time.

If this guy can get into his Nine Company, that would be great. If he can't get along in the future, he can make a living by opening a medical clinic in the city!
If someone has a broken blood vessel, how dare he agree to charge him ten or eight yuan?
Thinking of this, wild boar meat is not fragrant at all.

It is too difficult to rob someone from Xiao Hongying, so I have to find a way.
It was already two hours later when the team set off south.

sunset.

The team is still marching on the southward ridge.

Looking at the dead horse running over the mountain, it was almost dark, and the Jiuying had just turned over the top of the mountain.

Hu Yi was lying on a stretcher with a thatch root in his mouth, and a faint sweet taste lingered in his mouth.

There was not enough manpower, and Xiao Hongying also had a submachine gun hanging in front of her small chest.

Because the back bumps and taps when walking on the back, the gun belt must be tightened all the time, otherwise it will be very uncomfortable.

"...You mean you didn't dig that big grave?"

"Do you know how big that big tomb is?"

"How would I know?"

"It's bigger than that Meixian county seat!"

"And said you haven't been there."

"I also heard what my brothers said. If you don't believe me, I will take you to see it later!"

Xiao Hongying immediately hit the snake with the stick: "Then let's make an agreement, let's go to see the big grave that Commander Sun dug together, and don't go back on your word!"

"I speak my mind"

"Then you agreed to join my reconnaissance platoon?"

"When did I promise you?"

"You just now?"

"Just now?" Liu Yuanqing asked the soldier carrying the stretcher: "Did I just say that?"

"I seem to have said that." The soldier carrying the stretcher had no choice but to ignore his conscience, because Xiao Hongying was staring at him like a leopard.

"Hehe, I really think I'm a fool, this is impossible!"

"You just said to take me to see the big grave. If you leave, where will I find you in the future?"

"That won't work, I have to listen to Big Brother Yang, besides, we have to go back to Xi'an to guard the tomb of our regiment leader."

"You idiot, if we can't fight off the devils, what's the use of guarding that tomb?"

"You do not understand"

"Could it be that you go and tell your regiment leader, oh, commander, I will guard the grave for you, and then wait for the devils to come so you can plan it for fun?"

"you"

"What are you, think about it, if your regiment leader knows that you don't fight devils and wants to go back to guard the grave every day, he will be mad at you again?"

"You seem to be right."

"That's right, otherwise you wouldn't come out to fight devils, right?"

"We go back every year before Qingming. This time, we didn't expect to encounter such a thing just after we came back."

"The one surnamed Sun runs away when he sees devils. It's not like us. Come and kill one by one. This is called beating devils. Although we have fewer people, the number of devils we kill may not be less than your broken New Five Army."

"I said, you seem to be able to speak better than me?" Liu Yuanqing himself had an injury and had two operations in a row. At this time, he just wanted to sleep.

"Of course, if my aunt is happy, she can talk for three days and three nights."

"Can you just shut up and let me rest for a while?"

"As long as you promise to be a squad leader in the reconnaissance platoon, I'll let you sleep"

"Okay, okay, I'll act as an agent temporarily, is it finished? Let's say it first, if Brother Yang comes back, I may leave at any time."

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