march to victory

"Retreat! Take the wounded and retreat quickly..."

Accompanied by the long roar of the platoon, the offensive and defensive tactics of both sides were suddenly changed.

This time, Squad 1 brought in a total of four explosive packs, and they had been carefully prepared in advance. The time from ignition to explosion of each explosive pack was basically about one minute, and the difference between before and after would not exceed two seconds.

In other words, everyone must not only leave this arsenal within 1 minute, but even if they rush out of the ground, they must also stay far away... Although the time seems to be sufficient, but everyone is currently In a dark environment, it is definitely more difficult to smear and run out than to run out in light.Besides, it would take at least half a minute to rush out of the ground from here.And there are little devils who are crazily counterattacking and chasing... All of these things have increased the difficulty.It can be said that everyone must race against the clock now.

Whether it is the previous arrangement, the current order issued by the platoon leader, or the current emergency situation, it is said that everyone should implement it immediately, but what everyone did not expect is that no one actually carried out this order ...Perhaps everyone is puzzled by this kind of behavior that even ignores the danger of their own lives, but still insists on waiting. It's just because you don't understand "combat friendship", and you don't understand this kind of fate. You can fight for your comrades. How precious is the spirit of self-sacrifice.

And the leader of the platoon, as if he saw everyone doing this with his own eyes, roared again: "Didn't you hear what I said clearly? Do you think I am your platoon leader? Get out! Get out of here! Or else , After I rush out, I have to take care of you guys. Get out! Get out of here!"

After shouting, he added: "Hurry up and send the wounded out... If there are still wounded wounded and found, hurry up and shout."

This time, under the urging of their respective team leaders, everyone quickly ran out.

The six of them, the first platoon leader and the first squad leader, put the three explosive packs in several corners, and then started to rush out... In fact, there were already a large number of little devils around them attacking them frantically. It's just that their skills are obviously much better than each other's, and the surrounding space is so small that the little devils don't dare to give it a go, which is why they have persisted until now.

But now, they have difficulty even resisting, so how can they break out of the little devil's encirclement in time?

Time passed by second by second, and finally, one of the seven soldiers died, that is, the little Sichuan who was in the group with the first squad leader.After killing the two little devils with his own hands, he was stabbed into the abdomen by two bayonets at the same time. Just then, he desperately touched the necks of the two little devils, and then fell to the ground, clutching his stomach, trying to crawl back to his comrades However, he only moved a little. He not only retracted, but moved to the other side, but suddenly found that his strength was pitiful, and he even felt a cramping pain when he moved. Feel the loss of life little by little.Because he knew very well that such a serious injury to himself would implicate his comrades, and it might even prevent everyone from rushing out. He didn't want to do this, so he would rather sacrifice silently than implicate his comrades.

So, Xiao Sichuan took out the box cannon, and after opening the safety, he suddenly took a deep breath, ignored the rapid loss of blood, and said with a smile: "Platoon leader, squad leader, you go first, I will stop later."

In such an environment, there are many little devils around, and his shout is definitely like a bright light in the dark, making the little devils rush towards him crazily.

But for Little Sichuan, what he wanted was this effect: before he died, he would bring a few more little devils to be buried with him.

He felt the first little devil rushing over, but he didn't shoot immediately, but waited for the little devil's bayonet to penetrate his body, he grabbed the opponent, and then the box cannon in his right hand touched the little devil's body. The devil fired three shots in the chest.

The second little devil came over and stabbed the first little devil in the back, but he seized the opportunity, grabbed the little devil again, and shot three more times.

The third and fourth kid rushed over at the same time. The third kid just happened to trip over the fallen body of the second kid and fell to his right hand. Just hit the little devil's head.

However, the fourth little devil rushed from his left side, and the dagger just pierced his left armpit... Little Sichuan was sacrificed like this. Although he couldn't see his appearance before he died, think about him Bravery, the heart of admiration arises spontaneously.

"Little Sichuan~!"

When Xiao Sichuan yelled the words to let everyone go first and he was in the back, the first squad leader heard the lack of energy in Xiao Sichuan's shouting.Besides, under the current situation, Xiao Sichuan's sudden yelling must be a bad omen, so the first squad leader wanted to help, at least to pull Xiao Sichuan back.

However, before the first squad leader had time to leave, he was grabbed by the first platoon leader.

At this time, everyone's purpose was very clear, and it was the last moment, and there was really no need to hide it. Therefore, the long line of shouts was extremely loud.

"Don't worry about this, hurry up and rush out with your comrades, I'm the rear."

At this time, being in the rear means self-sacrifice—even if you are lucky enough to rush out of the encirclement of the little devils, it is definitely too late in terms of time, and you will eventually be sacrificed in the explosion of the arsenal.

Moreover, time is running out, and everyone must rush out immediately, otherwise, every second of delay will increase the risk of every second.In other words, time has reached the point where every second counts. It can even be said that even if you rush out smoothly, it is already the last chance. If you delay a few more seconds, even if you rush out, you will inevitably be affected by a huge explosion.

"Platoon leader, you lead your comrades to withdraw first, and I will be in the rear."

"What time is this, why are you still arguing! Get out! Get out..." the platoon leader said while pushing the squad leader, looking like he was annoying, but everyone knew that the platoon leader was in a hurry for everyone.

In this regard, the first squad leader also knows that time waits for no one, so instead of wasting time pushing and shouting, it is better to break the point.

So, the squad leader grabbed the platoon leader and rushed forward: "Everyone must die together, we must live together, platoon leader, let's rush out together."

"it is good!"

Unexpectedly, the platoon leader agreed so simply, which made the first squad leader overjoyed.

"Comrades, don't get entangled with the little devils, and rush out for me."

At this time, their environment is conducive to defense but definitely not conducive to offense: this is a corridor more than two meters wide, one end leads to the elevator, and the other end leads to the exit when they came on the other side.There are shelves all around, and there are still a lot of shells under the shelves.

In such an environment, as long as you send two or three soldiers to guard the side of the entrance when you come, as long as these three soldiers are not sacrificed, the little devil will definitely not be able to rush in.But on the other hand, once the little devils block the entrance from the outside, it will be difficult for them to rush out. After all, the place is so big, and there are many little devils, just counting the number of them is enough to keep them.And the elevator has been blocked, and it is temporarily impossible to rush out... The most important thing is that time is running out, they have been delayed for more than ten seconds, and they must rush out in the shortest time, otherwise, it will be over.

From this point of view, they only have one chance now: success or failure!

One side blocked the door, and the other rushed out desperately.To be honest, in such an environment, in such a close combat, one's own reaching out really doesn't have much effect-the key is that it cannot be used.The most is to make your own resistance slightly stronger than the opponent, but there are many opponents, which makes it impossible for you to rush out and the enemy cannot attack in a short period of time.

Seeing that everyone still wanted to slander and rush out, the leader of the platoon was blocked by the little devils, and immediately shouted: "Comrades, don't be afraid, turn on the flashlight and shoot! Life and death are at stake!"

Anyway, there is only this one chance, if you can't rush out, everyone will die. Instead of this, it's better to turn on the flashlight and fight with the little devil, maybe you still have a chance, otherwise, just rely on this kind of crowded crowd There is no hope at all... To put it bluntly, this is gambling with life!I have to gamble with my life.Live or die, there is no other way.

"Clap! Clap! Clap..."

"Bang! Bang! Bang..."

In such a crowded battle, everyone used cold weapons in a tacit understanding, but suddenly, the first squad used the box cannon, and in an instant, a large number of enemies fell down.

However, how could the little devils be willing to reconcile, so they naturally wanted to fight back with the [-] big caps in their hands. For a while, the two sides turned into a gun battle... The little devils who can stay here are also very helpless, because there are only two weapons in this arsenal. The way out: one is the side of the elevator, and the other is the way when the assault company came down.Now, the elevator is blocked, and the other one, needless to say, must be controlled by the assault company. In this way, the little devils in the arsenal can't get out even if they want to.

However, no one thought that this would make the little devils even more crazy. The red-eyed little devils would attack the platoon leader recklessly, with very obvious intentions: Even if I die, I want to pull you back.

The leader of the platoon led people out for only five or six meters before being blocked by the little devils.Moreover, there were only three of the original seven people left.

But after being beaten back, all three of them knew that there was no hope of surviving—this time they didn't rush out, even if they attacked again, even if they rushed out, there was not enough time, and they were still dead.In this way, the mentality of the three of them relaxed a little inexplicably... Interestingly, the little devil also stopped attacking.

In this way, a very strange scene was formed: a row of three of them guarded the entrance tightly, behind them, the fuses of three explosive packages were burning rapidly, but the three of them turned a blind eye to this, There is a great meaning of death.And although the little devils stopped attacking, what's interesting is that, I don't know who started it, but the little devils actually sang a song... Putting aside other factors, just in terms of courage, although everyone Both of them are a bit forced and helpless, but neither the enemy nor the enemy are people who are afraid of death.

The first platoon leader helped the injured first squad leader to sit down and let another soldier sit on his right.

He took out a cigarette, gave one to each of them, and lit one for himself. He took a deep breath, and in the smoke he exhaled, a row of long grinned and said, "That's it, everyone, you can still walk on the road when you are down here." Go together."

"Platoon leader, how can it be enough to go together?" The soldier changed the magazine for the box cannon, looked outside vigilantly, and said angrily: "I have to continue killing devils when I get down. They killed their souls, and I will never give up."

"Good brother, he's a man." After a platoon leader happily patted him on the shoulder, he pondered for a while and asked, "Do you regret it?"

"Platoon leader, it depends on what you asked. If I regret it, I will stop fighting devils."

"It makes sense, I really shouldn't... These bastards are still singing, no, we have to sing too, we must suppress their momentum."

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