The heavens start from Changjin Lake

Holding a gun, Xia Yuan quickly approached the Japanese army downstairs. These Japanese devils hadn't noticed a figure approaching in the darkness in the distance. Their attack focus was still on Zhao Platoon Leader and the others, as well as the two-story building.

The walls of the small building were basically broken and collapsed. The smoke from the explosion of the grenade came out from the small building on the second floor. The resistance sound was almost gone. The Japanese devils approached the downstairs unscrupulously. The Japanese soldiers who stayed behind for cover put grenades on the helmets on their foreheads. After a knock, it was thrown to the second floor. In the violent explosion, broken rubble fell from the upper floor one after another, and fell on the Japanese devils.

These Japanese devils have already started breaking down the door, stepping on the corpses of soldiers from the new barracks at the door, quickly approaching and leaning against the wall downstairs, looking up at the second floor, and realizing that there is no Chinese counterattack, the small leader of the Japanese detachment Immediately gestured to the soldiers to attack the national army upstairs.

"There's no more gunshots, are they all dead?" Xia Yuan hid behind the broken wall, squinting at the Japanese army in the distance, carefully observing the number and layout of the Japanese devils.

Six Japanese ghosts were leaning against the wall downstairs, three of them groped through the windows, and three of them entered through the main gate.

There were six Japanese soldiers on the broken wall at the rear, with a crooked handle, and their guns were aimed at the second floor. Two machine gun deputies were on both sides of the light machine gun.

The Japanese offensive formation was perfect, covering and attacking in an orderly manner.

"Destroy the light machine gun team first." Xia Yuan glanced at the second floor, hoping that the people inside were still alive.

The Japanese devils were attacking the second floor, and Platoon Leader Zhao was ready to die. The little soldier leaned against the corner, ready to take advantage of the chaos of the battle, and Platoon Leader Zhao bought him time to escape.

Suddenly, the sound of gunfire nearby broke the calm water surface, and the undercurrent suddenly stirred up.

The two Japanese soldiers who were in charge of watching the machine gun team heard the whistling of bullets, and then saw the Japanese devil manipulating the light machine gun fell to the ground. They turned their heads in horror, and raised their guns to point towards the distant darkness. It is the direction design of the gunshots.

Puff puff, two bullets tore the skull of the Japanese devil, and he fell to the ground in response, and the machine gun team fell silent all of a sudden.

The Japanese devils hiding in the wall yelled, indicating that there was an enemy behind them. In the invisible darkness, there was a vague muzzle flame flickering. It was obviously very close, but the strange thing was that the flame flickering from the muzzle was not obvious , Under the tense situation, no one paid attention to this, and the Japanese devils ignored the two-story building behind them, raised their guns and pulled the trigger in the direction Xia Yuan was shooting.

The bullets swished and disappeared in the darkness, Xia Yuan lost his figure and disappeared into the darkness, walking quickly between the ruins, the Japanese devils were still shooting, naively thinking that the Chinese on the opposite side had been suppressed by them.

This group of Japanese devils really thought so, because the group of Chinese they encountered was really weak and pitiful. The team of hundreds of people was chased and suppressed by a small team of them, and they were wiped out along the way. There are a large number of Chinese soldiers. This group of Chinese has no combat experience. Even if they flee, they are very chaotic. There are no rules, and there are not even people who stop them.

Such a vulnerable army, how powerful their soldiers can be.

Little did they know that what they were facing was a veteran who had climbed out step by step from the hail of bullets and the sea of ​​corpses. His combat experience far surpassed that of any Japanese devil.Approaching quietly, a grenade flew over from the darkness. The Japanese soldiers shooting in the yard had no idea what happened. With a bang, the grenade exploded above their heads.

On the spot, four Japanese soldiers were pierced by broken shrapnel. They were lying on the ground, their bodies twitching, and blood kept coming out of the wounds.

"Baga, the Chinese man is not dead yet, he is around us, find him!"

The squad leader of the Japanese devils has a grim expression on his face. There are more than a dozen people in a squad, and so many people died before they even saw the shadow of the Chinese. This is the most serious casualty since they went to the battlefield. More than half of them died died.

Platoon Leader Zhao was also surprised, "Is it our reinforcements?"

He cautiously poked his head out of the broken wall, in the darkness, with the drizzle pattering, he couldn't see what happened, only the sound of gunshots, explosions, and the shouts of Japanese devils. The regiment, as if they were facing a big enemy, they no longer attacked the second-story building, because they encountered a more powerful enemy,

In the chaos, Captain Zhao led the little soldier down from the broken wall on the second floor and quietly hid in the ruins.

The little soldier said: "Platoon leader, who saved us? Did our reinforcements come?"

Platoon Leader Zhao suppressed his voice and said, "I don't know, let's look for it. It shouldn't be reinforcements. If it was reinforcements, the gunfire would not be so sparse. Listen to the gunfire from other directions."

In the misty twilight, the sound of guns and guns was mottled and noisy, very chaotic.

However, the fighting that took place in front of them was very sparse, and the shouts of the Japanese devils could be clearly heard, obviously it was not the arrival of reinforcements.

There seemed to be a ghost in the twilight, the little soldier suddenly discovered something, his whole body tensed up, "Platoon leader, look."

In the twilight in the distance, a black shadow was moving fast, and soon disappeared into the ruins. Several Japanese devils shot randomly in the direction where the shadow was found. The bullets plunged into the darkness, but hit nothing. The black shadow moves very fast, walking among the rubble-strewn ruins and broken walls, like walking on the ground, even jumping and rolling on the broken walls of the ruins, the movements are pleasing to the eye.

He came out of the darkness, appeared on the broken wall like a flicker, raised his gun and fired, followed by a gunshot, without even looking at it, jumped into the darkness and disappeared, Platoon Leader Zhao quickly stared, He tried to see the Japanese soldiers who were pursuing him clearly, but the Japanese devils couldn't find him at all, and a Japanese devil fell to the ground.

"idiot!"

The angry cries of the Japanese devils were very clear even amidst the rumbling guns and guns. Although they couldn't understand the shrill and angry shouts, they still felt the depression of the Japanese squad leader's anger but nowhere to vent.

People were surprised and admired, Zhao platoon leader was stunned: "Where did this soldier come from, the individual combat ability is so powerful, it is simply unheard of!"

Platoon Leader Zhao was shocked and stunned. The individual combat ability came from a very professional vocabulary in the mouth of the company commander, which meant the ability of a soldier to fight against the enemy alone. The vast majority of the battalion were recruits, and many of them were out-and-out farmers, so it was simply not suitable for them to fight alone.

After more than a month of training, many people retreated even before they reached the battlefield, and even more than half of the people in the second row and third class ran away.

When we actually arrived on the battlefield and had brief contact with the enemy, the entire recruit battalion was defeated at the fastest speed. Fortunately, it was at night and it was raining again, which had a certain impact on the combat capabilities of the Japanese devils. will reach an incredible level.

But now, he actually saw on the battlefield what the company commander said, a soldier with excellent individual combat ability, who is he, is he from the new barracks?Platoon Leader Zhao felt that it was unlikely, and it was very likely that he came from the front-line combat troops.

Platoon Leader Zhao thought over and over again, and said, "Let's go, let's support him!"

He handed the bullets on his body to the little soldier in three, and said, "It's great, load the bullets and let's go."

The name of the little soldier is Zheng Dayong, and his name is also easy to understand. I hope he will be of great use in the future. He is just 17 years old, and he is much better than most people. Terrified by the cruelty, some people even knelt down and begged the Japanese army to let them go. What greeted them was not bullets, but white bayonets.

Although Zheng Dayong is only 17 years old, he has achieved far more calmness than ordinary people on the battlefield. Platoon Leader Zhao feels that this kid is a talent, and if he survives, he must be of great use. He is even ready to die. Unexpectedly The situation turned upside down.

Zheng Dayong was on the battlefield for the first time, but he hadn't experienced much fighting. He had always used Zheng Dayong as his bodyguard. After all, he was so young, even younger than his younger brother. Taking advantage of the opportunity, the Japanese army who attacked them was beaten by this single soldier with very powerful combat ability and could not fight back. There were only three or four Japanese devils left, who were no longer their opponents.

It was time to sharpen Zheng Dayong, so he immediately took Zheng Dayong to join the battle, hid behind the broken wall, pointed at the Japanese devils in the distance, and said: "It's useless to see that figure, aim with your gun, Then shoot."

"Platoon leader, I." Zheng Dayong was taken aback, trembling a little.

"What are you, I didn't see them killing so many of us. If those dead people are still alive, what would they think of you? You don't even have the courage to avenge them." Platoon Leader Zhao cursed and said: "Just now, I was ready to die. If I die, don't you plan to avenge me, and then wait for the Japanese devils to stick bayonets in your chests?"

Zheng Dayong was ashamed by Zhao's platoon leader. He was not afraid, but he didn't want to kill anyone. He was a farmer who worked in the fields all year round, and he still retained the authentic kindness of the Chinese people in his bones.

"Your kindness will kill you." Platoon leader Zhao saw that Zheng Dayong was silent and swearing. He knew in his heart that anyone going to the battlefield needs a process of gradual transformation, and Zheng Dayong has already reached this process, but The process was somewhat tortuous.

He put the gun on the broken wall and was about to shoot at the enemy when a gunshot sounded from beside him. Platoon Commander Zhao turned his head and saw Zheng Dayong crouching on the ground with the gun in his arms, not daring to look. look.

"Platoon, platoon leader, hit, hit?"

Platoon Leader Zhao looked at the shrunken Japanese army in the distance and shook his head: "Missed."

I don't know why, Zheng Dayong felt a little rejoiced, but at the same time felt a little bit disappointed. The platoon leader was right. The Japanese devils killed so many of them, but he couldn't bear to kill them because of his kindness.

Zheng Dayong clenched his teeth, raised his head and took aim with his gun.

"Pull the bolt, idiot, you want to shoot if you don't pull the bolt!"

Hearing what Platoon Leader Zhao said, Zheng Dayong quickly pulled the bolt, and suddenly gunshots came from another direction. He looked blankly, and heard screams from behind the broken wall where the Japanese devils were hiding.

"Dead." When Platoon Leader Zhao heard four gunshots, he knew that the Japanese devils had no chance of being alive.

"Platoon leader, look." Zheng Dayong immediately pointed to the distance.

In the hazy darkness, the soldier who attacked the Japanese army stood in place, looking in their direction.

Platoon Leader Zhao also stood up from behind the broken wall, looked at the soldier, bowed his head and said to Zheng Dayong: "Come on, let's go and have a look."

When they saw this man, they were immediately surprised.

"It's you!"

This person is the deputy squad leader of the third squad. Platoon leader Zhao still has a deep impression on Xia Yuan. Many recruits couldn't adapt to the original training, but Xia Yuan adapted perfectly. Even on the first day of entering the new barracks, He went to each class to call people, some veterans didn't get up, but Xia Yuan got up, the clothes were neatly dressed, and the quilts were all folded up, the first sight was very good, the next training, can't say what kind Xia Yuan was also able to adapt to the training and completed the task perfectly.

But now, Xia Yuan actually gave him such a big surprise.

Not only saved him, but also killed an entire Japanese army with his strong individual ability.

"How many Japanese devils have you killed?" Platoon Leader Zhao looked at Xia Yuan wearing Japanese-style equipment. The weapons belonged to Japanese devils. , the bayonet at the waist, the military water bottle, and the quilt behind him are all the equipment of the Japanese devils.

The only thing that is estimated to be the national army is the military uniform on his body.

It is unbelievable how many Japanese devils he killed.

"Killed two detachments." Xia Yuan picked up the guns on the ground, threw them to Zhao Platoon Leader and Zheng Dayong, and said, "Throw away the guns in your hands, the guns of the Japanese devils are easier to use than ours, and their accuracy is better." , has a long range, and has enough lethality at close range."

Platoon leader Zhao was stunned, why did he suddenly feel that Xia Yuan had already mastered the battlefield.

But what Xia Yuan said is right, their guns are all old slides that are about to be eliminated. It already has a certain advantage.

And the power of the gun is large, the range is sufficient, and the accuracy is sufficient.

Then, Xia Yuan took out the grenade from the Japanese devils, and led them to the Japanese machine gun team, and found the crooked handle, a grenadier, some grenadier shells and machine gun shells.

"What kind of gun is this? It looks so strange."

Platoon Leader Zhao looked curious, held the crooked handle in his arms and inspected it, with a smile on his face: "It's a good gun, grandma, we don't even have a light machine gun. Here we are.” (End of this chapter)