Age of Rebirth

The sound of gunfire was an order. On the snowfield that was still silent just now, a metal storm blew up on the flat ground. More than 40 light and heavy machine guns spewed out tongues of wounding and fatal flames. Catching the eye, a sheet of metal rained down on the devil's head overwhelmingly.

This is not over, on the cliff behind, another burst of grenades fell, and the broken pieces screamed and flew around. I don't know that the soldier threw the grenade so accurately that it just threw it on the fire, blowing up the burning firewood. Flying all over the sky, the devil's tent was attracted again.

The deafening sound of light and heavy machine guns, the sound of "rumbling" grenade explosions, the screams of devils, and the ignited fire turned this silent mountain forest upside down, and occasionally "popping" sounds could be heard. There was a sound of rifle fire, that is, the shooters were shooting and killing the devils who tried to resist.

With so many light and heavy machine guns shooting at once, not to mention just these two hundred or so devils, ten or twenty times more would not be enough to make such a toss. The ferocious firepower plowed a small mountain nest several times, The snow splashed by the child was several feet high! [

There was no suspense in the battle. After 10 minutes, Tang Qiuli ordered to stop shooting. The noisy valley fell silent at that time. The scorching shell melted the snow under the soldiers, and only the burning flame made a slight "crackling" sound. But it seemed even quieter, in stark contrast to the volcanic eruption just now, giving people a weird feeling.

There is no more devil who can stand up, and there are devil's stumps all over the place. If they hadn't seen the scene in front of them, the soldiers would even doubt whether there was a fierce battle just now. This is simply a one-sided massacre!

The artillery squadron leader at the back was so depressed, the cannon was warm in his hand, his eyes were fixed, but he didn't wait for the order to fire the cannon. In the blink of an eye, the work was done, and a cannon on this side didn't fire. Just watching light and heavy machine gun shooting performances, what's the matter?What is the commander thinking?The squadron leader was sulking there, and when he looked up, he saw the soldiers in his squadron were slumped, listless, and even more depressed. They went back and forth for more than a hundred miles, but they didn't fire a shot. Why did they go back and talk to Zheng? Captain report?

When cleaning the battlefield, there was actually no need to clean it anymore, but the squadron leaders of the two squadrons were from the Red Army and were used to living a tight life. However, to their disappointment, there was really nothing to clean. Even a few squadrons were intact They couldn't find their guns, and while leading their men to clean up the battlefield, the two squadron leaders stuck out their tongues, shocking them!My god, I have seen such a battle, a burst of machine guns and grenades hit the head, the two hundred devils were gone, there was no need to charge, the soldiers didn't even hurt a single hair, they all worked, this job It's so well done!

It's no wonder that the two squadron leaders were surprised. Back in the Red Army, they were used to charging after three rows of gunshots sounded. Unlike here, the devils didn't even have a chance to fight bayonets. More What's more, I went to see Amaterasu in my dream, and it was fun to fight with such a leader!

I didn't pick up the guns and medicines, but found seven or eight devils and wounded soldiers. If you say that these little devils' lives are big enough, under such intensive firepower, they even took a life. I don't know his family. The ancestral grave is emitting that green smoke!However, his life is not lost for the time being, missing arms and legs is unavoidable, one by one lying in a nest of blood struggling desperately, refusing the soldiers' rescue, and constantly cursing birdsong,

A squadron leader saw that the commander had come to the battle scene, and hurried forward to report: "Report to the commander, the second squadron of the third brigade is cleaning the battlefield and bandaging the wounded prisoners!"

Tang Qiuli glanced at him, but didn't respond. The squadron leader was a little confused. What's wrong with the commander?Am I doing something wrong there?

Out of the corner of Tang Qiuli's eyes, Tang Qiu saw a devil with a broken leg, crawling towards a grenade, which meant that he wanted to play samurai or something, and die with these damned Chinese. Warriors are not afraid of death!

As soon as Tang Qiuli and Battelle beside him met their eyes, Battelle immediately understood what to do, rushed forward in two steps, and kicked the stubborn devil on his back. Toh, while gesturing there, Battelle reached out and pulled out a bright machete, and chopped off the little devil's head with one blow. After that, he wiped the knife on the devil's clothes as if nothing had happened. He returned to Tang Qiuli and stood beside Tang Qiuli as if nothing had happened. Shan Hu gave him a thumbs up.

The two squadron leaders shrank their necks. This child was born by the executioner in his previous life, right?The technique is clean and neat, especially the calm and composed demeanor after chopping off the little devil's head, it is chilling to watch, even killing a chicken will take a little effort, right?Is this still a 15-year-old kid?The whole One Killing God is reincarnated!

The two monsters next to the commander, look at that one, they are using heavy machine guns as pistols, carrying tens of thousands of rounds on their backs, looking tired, they are fine!Walking freely, climbing slopes and crossing hurdles is more agile than us. Look at this one, he is covered in four pieces, one [-] gun, two shell guns, a hand grenade around his waist, hundreds of rounds on his back, and a A machete, like an arsenal of weapons!Chopping heads is like cutting watermelon, these two people, it's better not to mess with them!

Battelle's equipment was thought out by himself. He was not used to heavy machine guns, and light machine guns were too long. Yes, it's a throwing barrel, and a big knife is a sharp weapon in hand-to-hand combat. He is very satisfied with his equipment and has considered all aspects.

Tang Qiuli tried this knife before, it cut iron like mud, and it was sharper. The little devil's samurai sword, in front of it, was like a piece of wood, and it would break when it touched it. He asked for 500 yuan and said he wanted to buy a knife. At that time, he didn't care too much. His younger brother liked it, so he just bought it. Now it seems that he has found a treasure!

Only then did Tang Qiuli speak, and said to the two half-petrified squadron leaders: "Remember from now on, the Bloody Hands have no prisoners, and I don't have any extra food and medicine to feed and treat animals, except for the Chinese!" The old soldiers in the hand group knew what to do long ago, and they were familiar with the road. A few people went up to the little devil who was struggling desperately, and quickly added a few bayonets, not even wasting a single shot. The god of shit is gone!

It was only then that the two squadron leaders suddenly realized that it was no wonder that among the three major disciplines and seven points of attention that the army enforced, there was no such thing as prohibiting the abuse of prisoners.

At this time, the sky was already bright, and Sun Defu led the troops along the mountain road when they came, and hurried back to catch up with the large troops. Don't worry about revealing their whereabouts. A strong wind blows and you can't see anything. If there is another snowfall, the gods will not be able to touch it!

When they arrived at the village where the troops camped, it was almost noon, and the large troops ahead had already set off, and only the supply team and the guard squadron were waiting for them in the village.

To Tang Qiuli's surprise, Zhou Yushan, the deputy director of the logistics department and the captain of the supply brigade, reported to him beamingly that more than 360 young people in the entire village joined the army and went to the battlefield with the commander to fight devils. They were all farmers and hunters. My son, you have good conduct and good health! [

After learning about what happened, Tang Qiuli almost admired the deputy director of the logistics department who usually looked older, listless, and seldom spoke. Talents can shine wherever they go. It seems that the Communist Party won the victory in the end, not by accident.

It turned out that during the period of waiting for the combat troops, Zhou Yushan and other commanders who were born in the Red Army used their housekeeping skills to talk to people with prestige in the village headed by Sun Defu's old father. So I called a meeting of young people of the right age. The mobilization at the meeting, combined with the current actual situation, gave an impassioned speech, which ignited the enthusiasm of the big guys at that time. The blood of the Kanto man is always hot. Stay at home, isn’t it? To catch national soldiers is to go on a mission, and beards come here every now and then to cause harm. I can't bear it for a long time. I just don't have a team I like. Now there is such a team. The discipline is so good, and people's hearts are all on the same scale. You can tell the difference, so what are you waiting for, join in the fight against devils!

In just half the morning, more than 300 people who were able to get away from their families joined the army with light hands and feet. All the guns were taken out, plus the guns exchanged by the various brigades, it immediately became a well-armed recruit brigade.

Tang Qiuli immediately appointed Zhou Yushan as the captain of the recruit brigade. Since these recruits had not undergone strict training, and for the convenience of leadership, they marched with the supply brigade and were responsible for the custody and escort of supplies and equipment.

Tang Qiuli asked Zhou Yushan to leave 30 yuan for each recruit’s family. When the troops were about to leave, all the people in the village dispatched to the village entrance to bid farewell to their relatives. The scene was warm and sentimental. Here is Just like my hometown Tangjia Wopu, it is another place that I care about. More than 300 outstanding children, with the expectations of the villagers and their trust in me, follow me to the fierce and unpredictable battlefield. How many can come back?Another responsibility on my shoulders!

Saying goodbye to the folks and elders, and looking back at the snow-covered village again, Tang Qiuli led the team to chase the brigade, and soon joined the army.

Three days later, the troops approached the battlefield.

The march in the past few days has been smooth. When encountering a few small-scale enemies, they were all dealt with cleanly by the avant-garde large group, which did not affect the marching speed of the troops.

This afternoon, the troops came to the foot of a ravine, and there was a low mountain ridge in front of them. The troops suddenly stopped. Tang Qiuli was a little strange. He didn't give the order to rest in place. Could it be that there was an enemy situation ahead?

He led the staff of the headquarters to the First Group of the Front Guards. Li Honggang's face was livid as soon as he climbed the ridge, his teeth turned white from biting his lips, and his eyes were full of anger. It seemed that he was extremely sad and angry, and he hurriedly walked up to him. .

what happened?I've never seen Li Honggang lose his composure like this before. It's not normal. A huge question arose in Tang Qiuli's mind.