The war of resistance against mountains is heavy

Chapter 1155

There was a sound of surprise in that dilapidated house, it was a sound of surprise, although the sound was suppressed very low, but that kind of joy still seemed to be able to shake the dust in the house.

The reason is that all the soldiers in the room were extremely surprised and shocked to see the few people who had appeared in front of them.

The one squatting in the middle is Shang Zhen, and the one squatting with Shang Zhen is Bai Zhan.

But there were still four soldiers behind Shang Zhen, especially the one who was also squatting, but the big man with a physique that could stand up to two of them was enough to shock Old Mao Wang and the others!
However, Shang Zhen's gaze also swept across the faces of all of them, and there was a kind of kindness that only belonged to men in his eyes.

On such a huge battlefield, hundreds of thousands of soldiers are killed every day, and they can be reunited. Is it easy?It's not easy!
"You know how to come back from death, kid!" In the end, Old Mao Wang spoke first, and then Old Mao Wang hit Shang Zhen's shoulder with his fist.

Old Mao Wang smashed so hard that Shang Zhen, who was squatting on the ground a little unsteadily, shuddered back.

Then he touched the body of the big man who was squatting behind him and stabilized himself. At this time, Old Mao Wang and his group had a feeling of being hit by a mountain.
"Hey." Shang Zhen smiled.

When Shang Zhen smiled like this, everyone laughed too, but what Shang Zhen said next made everyone unable to laugh: "It's a death, but this time we all won't die together, right?
Let's talk later if we have something to say, let's see if we can survive today! . "

When he said the latter sentence, Shang Zhen stood up, bowed and walked forward.

Yes, the joy of rendezvous was immediately replaced by the dangerous situation of the enemy. They have experienced countless battlefields, but this time if they are discovered by the Japanese army, it will be a desperate situation, the kind of desperate situation of being wiped out by the regiment!
As far as the front of this house is concerned, it is naturally the position that Wang Laomao and the others observed earlier, that is to say, the pile of rubble is still there, and the body of the Northeast Army soldier is still buried.

But now the exposed part of the body, that is, the part below the calf, has been buried by Old Mao Wang and the others.

Qiu Bo, who followed Shang Zhen, took a special look at Shang Zhen, and frowned when he saw that Shang Zhen arrived at the pile of rubble and began to lie down and crawl forward.

It is now mid-April, and the weather is starting to heat up.

Although the temperature was not very high, the body of the anti-Japanese soldier had been stored for a long time, and there was a faint smell of corpse.

Do veterans like Shang Zhen and the others still need to pay a special visit?The nose only needs to smell it to know what it smells like.

"A brother from the Northeast Army was killed here, and we buried him." Qiu Bo finally reminded Shang Zhen in a low voice.

Shang Zhen let out an "oh", and walked around the rubble in front of him blankly, but looked forward from the side.

It's just that Qiu Bo didn't know that Shang Zhen's heart was by no means as peaceful as it appeared on the surface.

As a veteran, Shang Zhen had heard of a Chinese army that was completely destroyed by Japanese firepower due to fortifications while defending the position. In desperation, he piled up the bodies of those brothers who died in battle in front of him as a cover.

However, Shang Zhen's experience in positional warfare is limited, and he has no experience in that area.

Thinking about the defenders who used the corpses of their brothers as shelters was also helpless, but now as long as possible, he would not climb over the dead soldiers of the Northeast Army. This is also a kind of respect for the brothers in the same trench.

On the other hand, Shang Zhen was already sighing in his heart. He was sure that the brother of the Northeast Army who died in battle belonged to the Lu Dahu Camp, but he didn't know who it was, whether he had met him or even met him. know.

But Shang Zhen also knew that now was not the time to be sentimental, he observed the situation outside for a while and then retreated, while Qiu Bo stayed where he was as an observation post.

Shang Zhen had just arrived at this house. When it came to war, no matter how powerful the enemy was, he still had to do the preparations. He had to observe the terrain first.

Seeing Shang Zhen passing through the remaining rooms in this house, Old Mao Wang followed this time.

This time, he didn't say that Shang Zhen "finally came back from death", instead he murmured in Shang Zhen's ear with great interest: "Boy, it's fine, after all, he is an official!"

Shang Zhen glanced at Wang Laomao in confusion, not knowing why Wang Laomao said that.

"You see, you have only been away for more than a month, so you have pulled up another team, that big man who looks like a black iron tower, tsk tsk." Old Mao Wang praised sincerely, and he didn't know what he was doing. Praising Shang Zhen was still praising the big man, or both.

Old Mao Wang really praised it from the bottom of his heart.

Wang Laomao, however, has a common problem of some Northeast people, that is, he can't say good things well.

It's like someone's little kid is growing up healthy and strong. If ordinary people look at it, they will say, "Oh, this kid is growing up really well. He must be as strong as a calf when he grows up!"
But there is such a kind of man who sees someone's child growing strong, stretches out his hand and slaps the other's protruding buttocks with a "slap", and then slaps the child so that he will cry.

Northeast people call such a man hóuqīn'er, and no one knows how to write those two characters. Anyway, it means that adults like children very much and don't know how to express them.

And when this kind of personality falls on Wang Laomao, when others see Shang Zhen, they will say, oh, boss, you are back!
But when it came to Old Mao Wang's mouth, it became, you are finally back from death!

So in Wang Laomao's view, it's easy for me to praise someone well!

But at this moment, he saw that Shang Zhen did not show a happy expression after hearing what he said, but the corner of his mouth twitched, and he ignored him at all, and went to another room instead.

Oops, this little bastard, his temper has grown after not seeing him for a few days!Old Mao Wang was angry.

But he didn't know what kind of psychological activity Shang Zhen was at this time.

As soon as Shang Zhen heard Wang Laomao say that he had pulled up another team, just this sentence felt like a needle, which really stuck in his heart.

Although it was impossible to stab himself to death, it still made his heart twitch!
What can he say to Old Mao Wang?Said to be!I, Shang Zhen, pulled up another team, and there was almost a company at the most!
But now, there are only five people left in the nearly one company!

Those brothers who have saved themselves have all died in battle!
As far as the brother from the Northeast Army you said was buried, maybe he was a brother I knew!
So at this juncture, how could Shang Zhen be in a good mood when Old Mao Wang talked about this topic?
Shang Zhen looked around with a sullen face and turned back to the middle room, but most of the people were still hiding in the middle of the room, helpless.

But at this time, Qiu Bo, who was watching directly in front of him, said in a low voice: "It's not good, the little devil has started searching!"

(End of this chapter)