Anti-Japanese War Korean Crazy

Li Yunlong's eyes turned red immediately, Zhang Dabiao was an old subordinate he brought with him a long time ago, this new group is lost, and Zhang Dabiao cannot be lost.

Zhou Daniu of the assault platoon was also yelling in a panic: "The regiment leader and our platoon leader didn't rush out either."

Li Yunlong's heart became even more confused: "When you broke through, who saw Zhang Dabiao and the three fools?"

A soldier said: "Regimental Commander, I saw a battalion commander and a platoon commander surrounded by devils in the southern position."

After a burst of blood, Li Yunlong roared angrily: "Brothers, our new regiment has never left a brother behind since Lao Tzu took over. Let's go back and rescue the besieged brothers."

"Regimental Commander, let our assault platoon take the lead, we must rescue the platoon leader and the first battalion commander!"

"Okay, let's go, kill back!"

kill kill kill

So on the Cangyunling flank position, a surprising scene appeared: the new regiment of the Eighth Route Army, which had already broken out of the siege, actually led the troops to fight back again

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109 Life and death together ([-])

Zhang Dabiao secretly thought it was bad luck, he spat spittle hard on the dirt, the spittle was rolled into a ball with dust, and a few traces of blood could be vaguely seen.

"Damn it, I have fought all my life, but I didn't expect to end up here today."

Zhang Dabiao raised his head and looked at the sky. His already rough skin was mixed with the black smoke and dirt of gunpowder smoke, which made his rough face suddenly look a bit vicissitudes. Thinking sweetly from the bottom of my heart, his son might be able to resist Hanyang.

What Hanyang made, that kind of rubbish gun, at least it should be a devil's [-]-year-old cover, that thing is a good thing, but this idea was quickly dismissed by Zhang Dabiao, "Fart, if I have a son, I can't bear it." Let him go to the battlefield, he should live well, yes, send him to study again, maybe he can be a scholar, right? Now that there are no scholars, he can be a college student no matter what. The old Zhang’s family, the ancestral grave can also emit green smoke.”

A burst of severe pain suddenly came from his leg, "Damn it, the little devil's sting really hurts", Zhang Dabiao cursed while touching the gunshot wound on his leg that the little devil shot, and let go of his hand to look at it. , It was indeed a bright red bloodstain, but Zhang Dabiao never gave up on his mouth, especially for little devils, Zhang Dabiao never persuaded him.

"Damn it, I just got bitten by the little devil!"

Zhang Dabiao has always looked down on devils. In his eyes, little devils are those hateful, smelly and disgusting mosquitoes. Whenever they get hurt, they are just bitten by mosquitoes.

The tough guy Zhang Dabiao tore off a piece of cloth from the coarse cloth jacket, endured the pain repeatedly, and tied up the gunshot wound on his calf. He didn't want to pass out due to excessive blood loss.

Thinking about the experience a quarter of an hour ago, Zhang Dabiao felt aggrieved. He had a brave personality, and he charged with a part of the main force of the first battalion. blood thirst.

At that moment Zhang Dabiao had a passionate impulse, he even thought that even if a small group of devils rushed towards him at that time, he would cut them in half.

But who would have expected that Zhang Dabiao, who "died before leaving the teacher and making the hero burst into tears", raised his whole body to the peak with a big knife, just rushed to a fork with his team, but I didn't want the little devil to set up an ambush there early in the morning.

The black heavy machine gun shot directly from the muzzle, that is to say, Zhang Dabiao's reflexes were extraordinary. While shouting "concealment", he twisted his body to the nearby bunker and finally saved his life, but he was hit on the calf. gun.

It was just a shot in the calf. In Zhang Dabiao's eyes, it was just a bite from a mosquito. If it was normal, let alone a shot in the leg, it would mean a broken leg. Zhang Dabiao could look confident to not fix.

Thinking back to the Battle of Heiyuan, he Zhang Dabiao was shot several times, didn't he still hold the machine gun and kill more than a dozen devils in a row?

At that time, Zhang Dabiao was just a squad leader under Li Yunlong, and it was because of that battle that Li Yunlong fell in love with this soldier who fought desperately, and later promoted Zhang Dabiao all the way up, until today he is the first battalion of the new regiment. long.

Thinking of Li Yunlong, the strong man Zhang Dabiao's eyes suddenly felt a little hot. Ever since he joined the army, he never thought about living a good life. He was never afraid of death. This point has never changed whether he is under Song Zheyuan or under the account of the Eighth Route Army. .

But after meeting Li Yunlong, Zhang Dabiao understood that a scholar dies for his confidant, and his life will belong to Li Yunlong in the future. For so many years, Zhang Dabiao followed the head of the regiment Li Yunlong through life and death, and the relationship between the two has long surpassed that of superiors and subordinates Relationship.

"Leader, Zhang Dabiao can no longer accompany you to drink and kill devils!"

Zhang Dabiao roared from the bottom of his heart, and then, ignoring his leg injury, he led his subordinates to retreat to Gaopo, the bunker behind them, while fighting.

The little devil was stinging at the wrong time, but now he is trying his best to break through, time is life, it can be said that the most dependent on the two legs is the moment, but Zhang Dabiao's calf was injured.

The moment Zhang Dabiao was hit by a bullet in his calf, he knew from the severe pain from his calf that he would not be able to run this time.

But Zhang Dabiao thought very clearly that he could not run, but he must not become a burden to other soldiers. He ordered the soldiers of the first battalion to retreat and said to the soldiers: "Leave some grenades and bullets for me, and then retreat quickly." Come on! I'll cover for you."

"Battalion Commander, what about you?" A soldier asked.

One foot away from the wall, the devil's firepower had not stopped, but Zhang Dabiao laughed wildly and said, "Only these little devils can't kill me. You obey the order and retreat immediately!"

The soldiers of the first battalion were still hesitating. One of Zhang Dabiao's old subordinates found the blood on Zhang Dabiao's leg and exclaimed, "Battalion Commander, you are injured!"

Zhang Dabiao glared at the subordinate, and cursed: "You son of a bitch, keep your voice down."

The voice of the old subordinate became louder, and said: "I see, Battalion Commander, you want to sacrifice yourself to cover our retreat, brothers, do you think we can leave the Battalion Commander and escape alone?"

"Commander, we're not leaving!"

"Yes, the big deal is death. Let's fight the little devil."

"Battalion Commander, none of us will leave if you don't leave."

Zhang Dabiao's eyes turned red, but he scolded even more fiercely: "You idiots! If you don't leave, I will shoot you!"

Zhang Dabiao took out his gun and pointed it at his subordinates, but none of the soldiers in the first battalion flinched.

The old subordinate resolutely said: "Battalion Commander, you don't need to waste bullets and shoot us, it's better to save the bullets to hit the little devils! Even if we die, we will die on the way of charging instead of leaving the battalion commander to retreat."

"Yes!" The soldiers of the first battalion shouted in unison.

Tears of emotion and anger swirled in Zhang Dabiao's eyes. Zhang Dabiao moved his body and changed the position of his wounded calf. The pain was less.

Zhang Dabiao wanted to say something, but he was stunned because he saw the scene in the distance: Han Feng, who was about to rush out of the encirclement, probably because he saw the situation on his side, he gave up the opportunity to break out of the encirclement and turned towards himself. edge closer.

Han Feng's assault platoon was also disbanded, and there were only three comrades left around him. The four of them walked along the cover and were about to rush out. Han Feng looked back and saw that a dozen soldiers were still surrounded by the devils. However, Zhang Dabiao, the commander of the first battalion, failed to break out.

Without thinking too much, Han Feng led the three soldiers around him, and the assault platoon went back again

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110 Life and Death Together ([-])

The new regiment started from being besieged by the mopping up devils, to the counter-charge at the back, and then to smashing the headquarters of the Bantian regiment with a cannonball, and finally killed a bloody road from the front of the Bantian regiment.

This took a lot of time. When Han Feng rushed to Zhang Dabiao with the assault platoon, Zhang Dabiao looked up at the sky again. The dusk was heavy and it was almost dusk. Winter had not yet passed, and it was still dark early. .

Zhang Dabiao sighed in his heart: now he is going to be a sinner when he is about to die, not to mention that he failed to break out of the siege, but he actually got these brothers involved.

After Han Feng rushed over with the assault platoon, he shouted at the soldiers of the first battalion: "If you don't break out, what are you doing here?"

The old subordinate of Zhang Dabiao said: "Our battalion commander was injured, we will not leave, we decided to stay with the battalion commander, and fight the little devil."

Han Feng scolded: "Stupid, once the devil's encirclement is compressed, you are not enough people to fill their teeth. Fight? What are you going to fight? Get back quickly! The first battalion commander has me here, and I I will find a way to get him out of the encirclement."

"Crazy Comrade"

"Why, you still can't trust me? Do you think I don't have this ability?"

"I didn't mean that, just"