march to victory

The squad leader didn't talk nonsense with him, and while unscrewing the cover of a grenade, he shouted: "Instead of seeing you being killed, it's better to let me be killed by this grenade with you..."

While speaking, he pulled off the fuse of the grenade, and in the smoke from the handle of the grenade, he asked with a ferocious smile: "If you don't pass the order, I won't throw this grenade."

He never expected that the squad leader would force him to die. Looking at the decisive expression of the squad leader, it didn't look like he was joking, and then looked at the smoking grenade in the squad leader's hand. He was distraught and begged Call: "Squad leader?"

"roll!"

Helpless, Wang Ermao could only grit his teeth and turn around, running with both hands and feet.

The squad leader hurriedly threw the grenade out, muttering: "Damn, I was scared to death, I almost softened my heart."

Hearing the explosion, Wang Ermao looked back worriedly, and saw the squad leader lying on the trench, apparently all right.He wanted to run back to live and die with the squad leader, but the squad leader unscrewed the cover of a grenade again, and smiled at him while pulling the fuse: "Ermao, remember, you are a member of the first class, and you will be in the same class for a lifetime." They are all soldiers from the first squad. You must pass on the fighting spirit of our first squad, this is an order."

Wang Ermao suddenly understood the squad leader's good intentions, and also knew that even if he went to the squad leader's side to continue fighting, the meaning of his own life was no longer as meaningful.Living by himself not only represents his own life, but also represents the lives of the eleven soldiers in the class.Only by surviving can I be worthy of what they are doing now, their entrustment, and their spirit of tenacious struggle and never admitting defeat...myself!Must live well.

"Squad leader, I must live well and pass on the fighting spirit of our first class...Squad leader, take care!" Wang Ermao shouted while running, not even noticing that his tears were streaming down his cheeks. He didn't even notice that his voice was so hoarse, but also so sonorous and powerful, shaking the valley and penetrating people's hearts!

The squad leader held a grenade, smiled and shook his hand at him, then pulled the fuse of the grenade and threw it towards the little devil.When he turned around, he wiped his eyes and saw water stains on the back of his hands. He couldn't help but smiled wryly, and muttered, "Hey~! The wind and sand today is so fucking big!"

Then he was surprised to find that there were no more grenades at hand... Earlier, when the comrades retreated, according to the order, all the grenades were left behind. There were nearly [-] grenades, and there were no less than [-] grenades around him alone. In just a few minutes, it was all thrown out.It can be seen from it how dangerous the battlefield situation is.To put it more bluntly, the group can survive until now, all thanks to grenades.

Seeing that there was no gunshots on the second line of defense, nor did they throw the gnashing grenade that made them hate it, the little devil immediately regained his energy and charged even more vigorously.

Seeing this scene, the squad leader is anxious!I glanced left and right, fortunately, there were more or less grenades around the sacrificed comrades.

Run over quickly, grab a grenade, open the cover, pull off the fuse, and throw it down without even having time to look down.

"boom!"

"Ah! Ah!"

Immediately after the explosion, there were two screams.

The old squad leader is a veteran, very experienced.

He felt that just now he threw a grenade down so smoothly, and he was only ten meters away from the defense line, but there was the scream of the little devil, which meant that the little devil was only ten meters away from his defense line at most.

He was in a hurry.

In his opinion, even if he died, he would have to bring a few more little devils to be buried with him. How could the little devils rush forward so easily?

He threw two more grenades down one after another. Then, he picked up the third grenade, unscrewed the cover, and pulled off the lead wire. Taking advantage of the few seconds that the grenade exploded, he suddenly popped his head and looked down, only to see The little devils had already rushed under the line of defense, and were rushing up the slope. He was in a hurry, and without even thinking about it, he threw them towards the place where the number of little devils was most concentrated.

Or say, 'Fearless of death, invincible in the world'.

He was alone, but because he kept throwing grenades, and throwing them while moving, the little devil basically had nothing to do with him, and he couldn't even hit him with grenades.For a moment, the little devil didn't know whether he was killed by his shameless behavior and didn't dare to charge, or he didn't want to lose too many troops at this time-the little devil climbing on both sides was about to climb to the top. , there is no need to consume unnecessary loss of troops, it is better to wait for the comrades who are climbing on both sides to climb up, and then attack from three sides, and you can definitely win this position in one go.

The little devil's procrastination allowed the old squad leader to live a little longer.

Just when the old squad leader was running and throwing grenades down, suddenly!

"Squad leader!"

A weak voice suddenly interrupted the monitor's movements.

The squad leader followed the voice in disbelief. It turned out to be a soldier in his own class. However, this soldier had a large amount of blood on his chest and bleeding from the corner of his mouth. Obviously, he was hit in the chest and he would not live long.

He ran over, helped Xiao Peng to sit up, and asked, "Xiao Peng, how are you doing?"

"Squad leader, I...cough! Cough!" Xiao Peng was seriously injured, and just opened his mouth to say a few words before coughing, and more blood flowed from the corner of his coughing mouth, but he still insisted and said, "Squad leader, can you Can't make me a cluster grenade? I...I want to get a few more...a few devils for me...to be buried with me, cough! Cough!"

"Okay! Don't talk, I will do it."

The squad leader's eyes turned red immediately, and his voice was a little hoarse.

Xiao Peng is from Tongren County. When the little devil attacked Tongren County, he was resisted by the defending national army, and he bombarded wildly regardless of the life and death of the people in the city.Xiao Peng's parents were all lost in that shelling. After Xiao Peng heard the news, he went directly to join the guerrillas.He was later selected to join the Shock Regiment.

To be honest, Xiao Peng trains seriously, but he is not very courageous. Not to mention the comrades in the same class, even the squad leader himself encourages Xiao Peng, but in his heart, he really looks down on Xiao Peng... A coward is a coward , will be looked down upon by everyone, let alone in an army that pays attention to iron and blood.

However, he never expected that at the critical moment, he would show his true qualities as a hero. Now, Xiao Peng still has such courage.

The squad leader understands better that at this moment, the last moment has come.

So, he quickly made two cluster grenades from the collected grenades.

Putting one in Xiao Peng's hand, he smiled at Xiao Peng, "Brother, brother, I'll take a step first and go down to find a way for you."

After finishing speaking, he pulled the fuse, jumped into the trench, and rushed down quickly.

"Little devil, I honor your eight generations of ancestors!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang..."

"boom!"

Hearing the unusual and loud explosion, Xiao Peng knew in his heart that the squad leader had left.

He tried his best to open his eyes wide, took a deep breath, ignored the little devil who was getting closer, and looked up at the blue sky for a long time...

suddenly!

He pulled off the fuse, and in a puff of green smoke, he shouted with all his strength: "Father! Mother! My son is worthy of my ancestors, and I will avenge you!"

"boom!"

Martyrdom!

The second line of defense is also declared broken!

Now, the assault regiment was left with only the third line of defense.

(After this battle, Zhang Qingshan immediately ordered the reconstruction of the second platoon and the first squad, selected elites to supplement, and appointed Wang Ermao as the squad leader of the first squad. Perhaps it was really blessed by the sacrificed comrades. Although Wang Ermao participated in countless battles later, But he has been living well... When he was dying, his last words were "Please bury me in Qinglong Mountain. I want to report to my squad leader and comrades: I have been living well all my life, and I will live for them.")

At this time, the battlefield was deadly silent. The silence made people feel chilly, but it also made people feel mad with anger in their hearts.

I don't know if it was shocked by the resistance of the first group, or because it had other plans. Anyway, after the little devil captured the second line of defense, he did not rush to charge the third line of defense as before. After a short rest, by the way, they concentrated their troops and redeployed them to prepare for the next more brutal battle... In order to prevent people on the third line of defense from sniping at them, they also voluntarily withdrew from the second line of defense. Guards were sent below the line of defense.

As for the officers and soldiers of the third company on the third line of defense, they were extremely angry when they saw their comrades sacrificed to protect themselves; they were extremely sad and angry when they saw a group of eleven soldiers sacrificed so bravely and heroically ;Thinking that the little devil is going to charge up next, they are extremely looking forward to it... At this moment, there is no need to say anything at all, just anger is enough to burn everything, this is probably the saying in the art of war that "the mourning soldier must win" 'Bar!

Zhang Qingshan was equally sad and indignant, but he understood better that 'kindness does not lead soldiers, anger does not lead soldiers! ' Reason, so he has been restraining his anger.

He knows that there is a limit to everything, especially now, morale can no longer be boosted, otherwise, comrades will be dazzled by anger, and maybe they will give up defending the third line of defense directly and directly If you rush down and fight the little devil, it will not be worth the loss.

So, he walked all the way along the trenches, constantly reminding everyone to be careful of the devil's shells and to avoid them.

But in his heart, he has been silently counting the number of people.

There were originally 130 people in the third company, but because of the loss of the first and second lines of defense, there are still 37 people left.That doesn't include the loss of six people from the stretcher team and one from the medical team.That is, a total of [-] people were lost.As for the two soldiers who put down and retreated, almost everyone was injured, which shows the fierceness of the battlefield.

But what made Zhang Qingshan both emotional and proud was that there were only three seriously injured people, and all three of them were rescued after being knocked unconscious by shells.Are there no other seriously injured?No!Absolutely.

But where did they go?

Speaking out really made everyone proud: In order not to drag everyone down, and in order to kill a few more devils, none of the seriously wounded soldiers retreated, and all of them died in battle... Like the first squad, after the soldiers on the first line of defense retreated At that time, they were covered by a few seriously wounded.They had to be in the rear, otherwise they committed suicide on the spot. Everyone wept, but everyone felt extremely proud and proud of having such comrades-in-arms and brothers.

Just when Zhang Qingshan felt a tight breath in his chest, his guard Sun Bingcheng ran back.

"report!"

Zhang Qingshan frowned immediately, looked at Sun Bingcheng very displeased, and asked, "Why have you been here for so long?"

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