The war of resistance against mountains is heavy

Chapter 542
Flares shone brightly in the middle of the sky, and a Chinese soldier shouted: "Cover the little dustpan!" That was Shang Zhen.

Following Shang Zhen's shouts, box cannons, flower machines, and machine guns, all automatic and semi-automatic weapons rang out.

Shang Zhen never expected that the little dustpan would rush to the front.

People always have a relative.

Although Shang Zhen and the others followed the Qian army to attack the Japanese army at night, he still emphasized to his soldiers before setting off that they should pay attention to saving ammunition.

Now that the little dustpan has rushed to the front, what ammunition can be saved, let's talk about saving the little dustpan first!
The flames spouted from the muzzle and the stream of bullets criss-crossed. Zhang Zhen's firepower really suppressed the Japanese army for a while.

But so what?

They really don't have much ammo left!

When the bullets in the first magazine are exhausted, the second magazine is replaced, but after the second magazine is exhausted, some soldiers no longer have a full magazine in their hands.

Instead of reloading bullets into the magazine, it is better to pick up the rifle and shoot directly.

At this time, one ebbs and another ebbs and flows, and the firepower of the Japanese army becomes stronger.

When Shang Zhen and the others were suppressed by the firepower of the Japanese army, it happened that the flare fell from the sky, and the world returned to darkness for a moment!
And when flares rose again to illuminate the sky and the earth, Shang Zhen, who was lying on the ground, looked at the place where the little dustpan threw the grenade just now, but the little dustpan was no longer there!
Shang Zhen nervously thought about where the little dustpan went?But at this moment, there were huge explosions of cluster grenades on the top of the mountain one after another.

That is, in order to blow up the Japanese tanks, soldiers of the Guizhou Army jumped directly into the anti-tank trench with cluster grenades in their arms!

Explosions sounded one after another, and then thick smoke rose from the anti-tank trench. It was the Japanese tanks that were blown up one after another.

"Retreat!" At this moment, an officer of the Qian Army shouted.

The purpose of the Chinese army's attack was to blow up the Japanese tanks trapped in the anti-tank trenches.

Now that the Japanese tanks have been blown up, they must have retreated.

"Cover! Cover!" Shang Zhen shouted, and the box cannon in his hand was "cracking" non-stop.

It's true that they came to cover, but they wanted to cover the death squads of the Qian army. It was impossible for him to ignore the life and death of his allies for the sake of Xiao Dupan alone.

The Chinese troops came very slowly this time, because they sneaked in during the night, but when the battle broke out, they attacked quickly and retreated quickly.

It's just that there were more than 100 people when they came out, and only more than [-] people were left when they went back.

As a cover, Shang Zhen hit too hard to save the little dustpan just now, and everyone's automatic weapons have almost used up the bullets. Now they can only shoot at the Japanese army with rifles.

"Little dustpan!" Old Mao Wang shouted, but so what, he could only retreat with Shang Zhen and the others.

In the end, when they retreated to more than [-] meters, the flares of the Japanese army went out, and Old Mao Wang shouted again: "Come on, follow me back to save the little dustpan!"

Shang Zhen just wanted to say, "Aren't you fooling around?" But at this moment, a grenade exploded suddenly from the anti-tank trench ahead.

That was a very normal explosion of a grenade, and it was naturally different from the explosion of the cluster grenade used by the Guizhou Army Death Squadron to bomb the Japanese tanks.

But at this sound, Hu Zhuzi subconsciously said "It's over!"

"It's over after throwing it away?" Ma Erhuzi didn't understand Hu Zhuzi's meaning.

"I mean that brat is finished!" Hu Zhuzi said in a low voice, "It's probably the same as the brat."

"You—" Hu Zhuzi's words made Ma Erhuzi angry, but at this moment Shang Zhen ordered again: "All of you go back one hundred meters!"

"Why? I'm going to save the little dustpan!" Hu Zhuzi said again.

If you don't talk about Huzhuzihu, he just talks upside down like this.

He said just now that the little dustpan is probably [-]% finished, but now he still thinks that there may be [-]% hope that the little dustpan can be rescued!

"Go back!" Old Mao Wang scolded.

This time Hu Zhuzi didn't dare to talk back, everyone backed away, but Shang Zhen stayed, and so did Wang Laomao.

While the rest of the people were retreating, the Japanese army fired another flare. Fortunately, those people fell down in time, and Shang Zhen and Wang Laomao hid in a depression.

"If there is another explosion, it means that the brat is still alive!" Wang Laomao buried his head under the ridge and muttered in a low voice.

Shang Zhen didn't say a word, and he didn't give up, but the world is unpredictable, the battlefield is changing, who knows what's going on at the little dustpan?
Anyway, the Japanese flares were shining overhead, even if Shang Zhen had any ideas, he had to wait until the Japanese stopped firing the flares.

The gunfire of the Japanese army continued.The bullet hit the sides of Shang Zhen and Wang Laomao and made a "chirp" sound, but the Japanese army's shooting was undoubtedly blind, and the bullet could not hurt the two of them.

When the flares of the Japanese army were extinguished again, Shang Zhen and Wang Laomao also started to move. This time they ran more than [-] meters to the left rear, where there was a dirt bag, and the two of them hid behind the dirt bag again.

"Oh." Old Mao Wang leaned himself on the dirt bag and sighed.

After sighing, he habitually reached out to touch the cigarette, but he knew that it was not allowed to light cigarettes in the battlefield, so he just took out a cigarette and put it on his nose to smell it.

"Boy Shang, do you think I am old? Only people who are old will sigh." Old Mao Wang sighed.

are you oldShang Zhen answered Old Mao Wang in his heart, but he didn't say it out loud.

If it wasn't for the little dustpan incident, Shang Zhen wouldn't mind having another joke with Old Mao Wang.

For example, just yesterday, when he said that Ju Hongxia was Wang Laomao's goddaughter, he made Wang Laomao's face blush.

If Wang Laomao really accepted a goddaughter, it would be fine, but why did Wang Laomao blush?So Shang Zhen's words have obvious hints.

But the problem is that now Xiao Dupan has entered the Japanese army's position without authorization, and it is still unknown whether he can come back. Naturally, Shang Zhen would not make such an inappropriate joke with Wang Laomao.

The Japanese army was attacked by the Chinese army. It cannot be said that they suffered heavy losses, but they were also seriously injured. They also had no offensive ability for the time being. Shang Zhen and Wang Laomao just waited until the Japanese army's flares stopped rising.

But at this time, the two of them pricked up their ears like the civet cats catching mice in the dark.

"Whether the little dustpan can come back depends on this time, alas." Old Mao Wang sighed again.

Shang Zhen still didn't answer, just listening to the movement ahead.

The two of them endured for another hour, and Old Mao Wang finally sighed again: "It seems that I am still old."

At this time, Shang Zhen laughed silently in the darkness, and then Shang Zhen said something in a low voice that almost made Old Mao Wang jump up. There are still fifty sons!"

"What kind of bastard are you talking about? What kind of bastard are you talking about?" Old Mao Wang was so angry at Shang Zhen's abrupt words, but when he was about to go back and deal with Shang Zhen, he suddenly heard When there was a sound in front of him, he quickly closed his mouth.

The two of them listened attentively, and sure enough there was indeed a sound ahead. At this moment, Shang Zhen said in a low voice, "Walking all over the street (gāi)."

Just after Shang Zhen finished speaking, a beaming reply came from the darkness ahead: "Little girl Shangjing Yan'er!"

"You bastard, you know you're coming back?" Old Mao Wang began to curse.

It's just that he was swearing at others, but his voice sounded extraordinarily festive, because the voice of the other party was the little dustpan's!
(End of this chapter)