The war of resistance against mountains is heavy

Chapter 728 There is glory in death, but no shame in life!
"In the end it turned out that he was here!" a soldier of the Northeast Army whispered.

The "he" the soldier of the Northeast Army referred to was Bai Zhan.

Bai Zhan had been digging a cover there all along, and he didn't show his face at all at first, but seeing that the battle was won, he emerged from the cover and killed several Japanese soldiers.

Everyone has eyes, so naturally some soldiers saw Bai Zhan's behavior in their eyes.

Now that you see it in your eyes, some people will naturally express disdain.

Old Mao Wang frowned. There was no doubt that he had heard what the soldier of the Northeast Army said, and the person who was the vanguard was naturally not one of them.

He couldn't help feeling an old blushing feeling that Bai Zhan had humiliated him.

But when he was about to train Bai Zhan, his eyes lit up when he saw the individual bunker that Bai Zhan dug.

His grandma has such a leg, after all, she was born as a thief, and she was born to be able to dig fortifications!

So Old Mao Wang shouted: "Go back a few more people, go to the town to get a shovel, if we want to reduce deaths, we have to repair the fortifications!"

If it's too late to dig trenches, then even dig more individual bunkers, and then dig a traffic trench leading to the rear. In this way, no matter how violent the little devils attack, the chances of survival for these people will be greatly increased.

Under the yelling of Wang Laomao, the soldiers got busy.

But Mr. Wang doesn't move at all, he doesn't suffer from that tiredness with his old arms and legs!
Only at this moment did he remember to ask Zhao Chuandong: "Company Commander Zhao, is it okay for our boss to go to Brigadier Commander Liu? We can't be punished for the fight, right?"

"How is it possible?" Zhao Chuandong looked at Wang Laomao in surprise, feeling that Wang Laomao asked a question that shouldn't be asked at all, "Didn't you see what is going on now, the brigade commander must be directing the battle, what? Do you have time to take care of him? Maybe you will follow him to the battle!"

Hearing what Zhao Chuandong said, Wang Laomao looked in the direction of the main position. Of course, the main position also refers to the front where the Japanese ships attacked, and there is actually no fortification there.

The battle in the direction of the main position was much more intense than theirs. From their position, they could see that the first batch of Japanese boats rushing to the beach had been repulsed, and even a few wooden boats had already been set on fire and were on the surface of the Huaihe River. black smoke.

"What's the situation over there? How did we hit the little devil's boat?" Old Mao Wang couldn't help asking.

They were also fighting at this end just now, so Wang Laomao had no time to watch the battle in the direction of the main position. Now he saw a Japanese wooden boat being hit, so he couldn't help but become curious.

It is normal for bullets to penetrate the wooden boat, but it is impossible for the gun to set the wooden boat on fire, and Old Mao Wang does not believe that the Northeast Army still has incendiary bombs, so what method is used in the main position? What about the one who beat the Japanese wooden boat to smoke?

"We still have eight mortars in our brigade, but we don't have many shells.

The fortifications on the south bank are too strong, and our mortar can't do much to hit it. It must have hit the little devil's boat with the cannon. "Zhao Chuandong explained that at that time he was also paying attention to the enemy on the opposite side and didn't have time to care about the battle situation on the other side.

When Wang Laomao said "Oh", Zhao Chuandong said again: "We really don't have many shells. I'm afraid that after the shells are all fired, this position will be difficult to defend."

Old Mao Wang said "oh" again, and seeing Hu Zhuzi stretching his neck beside him, he said angrily, "What are you listening to? Hurry up and dig fortifications!"

"I haven't found the shovel yet, I'll dig it with my hands!" Hu Zhuzi couldn't help muttering.

"If you don't have a shovel, use a bayonet or use your hands, or you can force the cannonballs of the little devil, and you will be forced to throw them!" Old Mao Wang cursed angrily.

Hu Zhuzi fell silent.

Old Mao Wang stretched out his hand to touch his chest, but it was empty, and he shouted, "Telescope, where is our telescope!"

His own side held on for the time being. He didn't know if the main position could hold up, and he didn't know whether Shang Zhen was in the position. He really wanted to observe it from a distance with a telescope.

At this time, the main position on the north bank was also very busy. Some soldiers were transporting the wounded down, and some soldiers were desperately digging trenches. There were two Japanese rubber boats floating in the shallow water on the shore.

"Shuanzi, you said that the rubber boat of the little devil was inflated with air?" Two soldiers were carrying the wounded back on a stretcher, and the one behind asked.

"Yeah, what's the matter?" the person in front asked while struggling to carry the wounded.

"When the bullet penetrates the rubber, it should leak air. It's like the inner tire of a car. It's impossible for the devil's rubber boat not to be hit by bullets, so why doesn't it sink?" the soldier behind asked.

"I heard that the toy throw is divided into several pieces and combined together like a separate room. If there is a leak in this one, of course it won't sink if there are no other leaks." The soldier named Shuanzi in front replied.

"That's not right. In the past, you couldn't miss three or four of the bullets, but you can always miss two, right? Then after a few shots, it won't all deflate?" The soldier behind still didn't understand.

"Then who knows." The embolus in front didn't understand either.

Since they couldn't figure out why the Japanese rubber boat could still float after being bulleted, the two soldiers changed the subject while panting heavily as they carried the wounded down.

"Damn it, you said that you don't know who guards the south bank, it's so damn hateful!" The soldier behind scolded angrily.

"People have a place to retreat, but we have no place to retreat.

If people don't work hard, there is a way to survive, and it doesn't make much sense if we don't work hard. "The embolus in front responded.

"Then you should burn those boats before you leave! That's so good, the ready-made fortifications are built for the little devils to use, and those boats don't need to be repaired by the little devils!" The soldiers behind were annoyed.

The wooden boats gathered on the Bengbu Wharf on the south bank of the Huaihe River were indeed collected by the Chinese army that was stationed there, as if they collected them for the Japanese army. It would be wrong to say that the Chinese officers and soldiers stationed on the north bank of the Huaihe River are not angry. possible.

"What's the use of saying this now, you remember what the brigade commander said, let me think about it, what is it called?

Oh, it's called 'On the day of graduation, there is honor to die, but no shame to live', now it's useless to say anything else, just die. " said the embolus in front again.

Just when the soldier behind was about to say something, there were whistles of "hissing" and "hissing" in the sky again, and then there was another explosion sound not far behind them. The Japanese army's second round The shelling has begun!

The two soldiers bent down subconsciously, and the stretcher they were carrying trembled, but then the embolus yelled "Run!", and the two men carried the wounded man and ran northward desperately. .

Now the Japanese army has just started shelling, and the shells have not yet hit the two of them. Of course, it is safer to run away. Should we just lie down and wait for the Japanese shells to explode?

The Japanese artillery shells landed on the main position one after another, and clouds of smoke and dust rose in the sound of explosions, but the soldier named Shuanzi and his companions finally carried the wounded and ran out of the shelling range.

Undoubtedly, they were lucky this time, but next time, maybe only God knows.

(End of this chapter)