The country is broken

"Instructor?! Instructor?! Squad Leader Yuan?! Squad Leader Ma?!" The sixth platoon leader of the 358th Brigade waited for the smoke from the gunfire to clear, and immediately crawled out of the broken soil, ignoring the blood on his forehead, covered in blood Mixing with the soil, he shouted towards the surroundings at the top of his voice.

It's quiet on the battlefield!No response!

"My, my sixth platoon!, my sixth platoon!!!" The sixth platoon leader knelt on the ground with a light machine gun in despair, not even noticing that the enemy in the distance was urging the puppet army to gather for the next step .

"Platoon leader!~" The signal soldiers in the sixth row stuck their heads out of the broken ground with difficulty.

"Xiao Chen, you, are you okay!" The sixth platoon leader rushed over and pulled the correspondent Xiao Chen out. [

On the nearby positions, six rows of soldiers struggled to get up one after another, looking for each other's surviving comrades in arms, but the survivors of the puppet army had already lost the courage to stand up again, and just lay down on the ground moaning.

"Hey, my leg hurts so much!" In the process of moving his body, the correspondent Xiao Chen suddenly felt a sharp pain in his leg, and couldn't help crying out in pain.

"You, your legs!" When the gaze shifted to the lower body of the correspondent, the six-row leader's face suddenly turned pale, and Xiao Chen's legs disappeared from the knees down.

Xiao Chen, the correspondent, stared at his legs, he was stunned, and suddenly grabbed the arms of the sixth row tightly, crying: "The legs are gone, the platoon leader, my legs are gone, am I useless?! I Could it be that I can no longer fight devils?! Woo! ~Platoon Leader!~~~"

"No, no, Xiao Chen, cheer up, don't worry, your injury will be healed." The sixth platoon leader was a little coherent, patted Xiao Chen's back, and racked his brains to search for words to comfort the young man. The correspondent, while pulling out the first aid kit, bandaged his legs for him.He knew very well what a physical disability meant to a soldier.

"Platoon leader, give me two grenades, I will fight the enemy!" He lost a lot of blood, his face was slightly pale, and the eyes of the correspondent Xiao Chen showed a look of determination.

In front of the position, the Japanese and puppet troops lined up, and under the leadership of the officer, they approached the position of the sixth row.They didn't shoot, but approached step by step. In their minds, now they just need to go over, take over the position, and capture the surviving Eighth Route Army. The platoon has been completely defeated, and the few remaining soldiers in the position are just dying.Just dying.

"***!" The sixth platoon leader gritted his teeth and stared at the approaching enemy step by step.After setting up the correspondent Xiao Chen, he grabbed the light machine gun again, pulled out two cases from the position and stuffed them in his pockets.

There were a few surviving Eighth Route Army soldiers scattered on the battlefield.After carefully searching enough grenades and weapon ammunition from the enemy's corpses, he returned to the bunker, his eyes shot out hatred, and he gently pulled the trigger with his fingers.

Chug chug chug chug! ~~~~~~

The violent Maxim heavy machine gun shots broke the last tranquility.

The sudden torrential rain of 792 calibers gang-raped the Japanese gun-throwing position inch by inch.

Pulling up the huge barrel of Maxim, Fan Guowen looked satisfied as if he had just smoked enough, blew the gunpowder smoke from the muzzle, and it was done in 15 seconds. Maxim is Maxim, the only Maxim in the second battalion. It is the only weapon that does not have a dose limit.

"Reinforcements are here!" the face of the sixth platoon leader.First he was stunned, then shocked, and then fell into ecstasy, shouting: "Brothers, kill! Don't let any of these **** go."

The encirclement of the enemy on the right side of the leader of the sixth row was suddenly torn open by the fierce firepower, and the figures in gray military uniforms jumped out, and quickly rushed to the position of the sixth row, occupying a favorable shooting position, aiming at the still The enemy who didn't know whether to move forward or retreat.Tongues of flames spewed out wildly, and the weak firepower of the sixth row was strengthened several times at once.

The front of the six rows of positions seemed to have been swept by the tide, and the enemies who rushed close to the ground were swept away by the sudden appearance of reinforcements.

Obviously, the firepower of a company far exceeded the enemy's firepower prediction of only one platoon of blockers just now, and they were quickly repelled without even a decent counterattack.And the trumpeter of the second battalion was even more depressed. He wanted to blow the charge horn just now, but the enemy didn't even give him this bit of face, and didn't give him a chance to show off.

"Comrade, the 115nd Battalion and 358st Company of the [-]rd Independent Regiment of the [-]th Division came to change defenses. Please take a rest in the back. Please leave it to us here." Company Commander Ma Qi of the [-]st Company walked up to the platoon leader of the sixth platoon of the [-]th Brigade with his head full of heads. said profusely.

The sixth platoon leader looked at the position that had been ravaged by the Japanese and puppet troops for a day and turned into a piece of scorched earth. His eyes turned red and he couldn't cry. During the battle, his sixth platoon organization was almost wiped out from the 358th brigade. Looking at the few wounded soldiers, the sixth platoon leader couldn't help feeling sad. [

"Old Xu, find some soldiers, take this comrade to the back, and then go to the folks." Company Commander Ma ordered Xu Yiting's instructor, and began to change the entire position.

"Don't touch me, I don't want to live anymore, I'm going to fight the devil, don't touch me, I'm going to die with this heart" A burst of intense cries rang out on the battlefield, and the correspondents in the sixth row cried and refused Lianlian's help , Both legs are gone, I can't walk, I can't run, what's the point of being alive.

"What's the matter?!" Li Wei pulled away from the crowd and squeezed over to look around. It turned out that the seriously injured little soldier was having a temper tantrum.

Li Wei looked at the soldier's broken leg, which had just been tightly wrapped, and said, "What are you crying for? What's the opinion of a big man crying? Isn't it just two legs? What if you lose your legs? Are you useless? Sha is hypocritical for me, you can’t shoot without two legs?! You can’t throw grenades without two legs?!” After staying in the base area for a long time, Li Wei couldn’t help being full of vernacular.

"You, who are you? Why do you care about me? Don't care about my affairs! My legs are gone, can you change them back for me?!" Xiao Chen, the correspondent in the sixth row, was still wiping away his tears. , two legs suddenly disappeared, no one can bear this all at once.

"Tch, what a big deal I am. After the war, find a carpenter and put on two artificial legs. Although I can't run as fast as before, I can still walk as fast as before. The legs It doesn’t matter if your hands are gone, as long as your heart is still there, you can learn knowledge again if you can’t fight the war. You can also fight against the Japanese in other positions, except you treat yourself as a waste, no one will treat you as a waste. After fighting the devils , the country has developed, it will be a big deal to get you back two real legs in the future, you are a soldier, not a crying cat, wipe away your tears, and go to the back honestly. Heal your wounds and come out to play small Japan is not too late." Li Wei obviously didn't regard the little soldier's broken leg as a big deal.There are a lot of people with broken legs in modern times, and I haven't seen a few who are about to cry to death, making some harsh words.Leng is talking about this little soldier Leng Xia

In fact, Xiao Chen, the correspondent, just couldn't think about it for a while, and he knew it in his heart, but he just refused to admit it, but in Li Wei's mouth, this serious injury seemed to have turned into a minor injury. Although it was a bit exaggerated, Xiao Chen Or gradually stopped crying, and whispered: "My legs are really still good?! Can I still walk?!"

"Of course! Get a prosthetic first, and exercise more, no problem?!" Li Wei said it easily.In modern times, there are many people who have broken limbs and have prosthetics. If you work hard to get a prosthetic, you can hardly see the difference from ordinary people.

As if he got a satisfactory answer, Xiao Chen's expression became more relaxed. After his spirit relaxed, the sequelae of excessive blood loss immediately flared up. The little soldier fell into a coma, and the soldiers saved a lot of hands and feet. , He was gently lifted onto the stretcher and carried behind the high ground where the original six-row position was located.

"Weizi. Tell me, he will be able to attach two real legs in the future?!" A soldier asked with some doubts, it is possible to attach a fake leg, but attaching a living fleshy leg, what about this? !Doubts about authenticity? !

"In the future, it looks like, maybe, I'm talking about the future, of course it will be decades later!" Li Wei squeaked, and hurried to get out of the way. As for whether he could really pick up again in his time Live legs, he himself is not sure.

After being raided by the second battalion, the Japanese army was obviously not so easy to deal with. They also saw that the support force was only one-third of them. After regrouping, the commander of the Japanese puppet army adjusted its formation and pulled out The skirmisher front, with Japanese soldiers commanding the puppet army, launched an impact in multiple waves.

"open circuit!"

"Quickly!"

"You, if you don't move anymore, you will die!"

At this point in the battle, the puppet soldiers also learned to be good. Although the Japanese soldiers behind them waved their bayonets and yelled ferociously, they scrambled like turtles to the positions of the first company and the second company, refusing to live or die. Standing up, with only such a little exposure, it did cause great difficulties for the first and second companies to shoot to a considerable extent.

In the face of multiple waves of charges in this evacuated formation, it was obvious that the intensive firepower of Fan Guowen's Maxim heavy machine gun could not exert its full power. Fan Guowen hurriedly adjusted the muzzle of the gun and moved around, only to hit the target Rapid single-shot shooting, and even the stunt of continuously biting the target and strafing, he couldn't use it. He didn't have the refreshing energy of pulling the trigger and swiping. He felt so depressed when he pulled the trigger. Not as effective as a rifle.

"I'm so mad, I can't take it anymore, shit." Fan Guowen was extremely annoyed, talking nonsense, while dragging the Maxim heavy machine gun into the bunker, and began to scurry around.

"Brother Fan! This, this is not very good!" Xiaohu, the deputy machine gunner, stared blankly at Fan Guowen who was obviously stealing other people's business. He found a [-]-type rifle from elsewhere, quickly filled it in, and raised his hand hug

Boom! ~

A puppet soldier tilted his head and collapsed on the ground, motionless.

"Tsk, tsk, it seems that my sword is not old, hehe!" Fan Guowen couldn't help being intoxicated with his first shot, but he attracted contempt from his comrades around him. This heavy machine gunner is really unkind. Not to mention holding two guns, but also grabbing other people's business, which makes it impossible for others to live. [