Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 363 The pattern is small (please subscribe! Ask for a monthly pass!)
As a vanguard, Niu Er has been hiding on the top of a hill 2000 meters away from the bridge.

He was partnered with a veteran of the Sichuan Army.

Lei Xiong dispatched a total of five groups of such vanguard soldiers around the defensive position of the bridge. The purpose is self-evident, to detect the movement of Japanese infantry that may attack one step earlier.

To be qualified as the eyes of the main force, experienced veterans are naturally needed, but Lei Xiong's troops are limited, and the Four Lines Battalion has less than 100 people in total. If we send out 10 in this way, the three air defense positions and the main position have no troops. law assigned.

Therefore, Lei Xiong sent a request to the Sichuan Army Company and the 67th Army Guard Company, asking them to select veterans who had experience as leading soldiers, and the Four Elements Battalion also sent 3 people, including the guard Niu Er who left Tangdao.

That was Tang Dao's special explanation to Lei Xiong before he left. Don't stick him to the infantry position for a talented shooter like Niu Er, give him free space to let him play by himself, and don't be afraid that he is a rookie with insufficient combat experience. , The experience on the battlefield needs to be understood by soldiers, not just the inheritance of veterans.

Relatively speaking, the down-to-earth temperament of Yang Xiaoshan, who performed equally well in the Four Elements and One Battle, is more suitable for playing his role in the positional battle.

To put it bluntly, for the few remaining recruits in the Four Elements Battalion, Tang Dao set a general direction for their future through a week of observation, and intentionally let them develop in their respective fields of expertise.

Like Erya, who doesn’t have much fighting power, but is careful and is suitable for communication or logistics; Yang Xiaoshan, who is simple and sincere, is an excellent infantry commander; With a keen intuition on the battlefield, there is definitely a chance to become a super sniper who can take the head of the general from Wanjun.

Since you have such potential, let the battlefield sharpen it.

Although this is cruel, throwing it into the battlefield again and again without too much careful study, but the Chinese battlefield at this time will not leave enough time for people.

No matter how high the talent is, if it cannot grow quickly, it will be useless after all.

The Sichuan Army sent 4 people, the 67th Army sent 3 people, and the Four Lines Battalion sent 3 people. They were divided into groups of two and two.

This is actually a way for Lei Xiong to initially integrate the three troops that were originally distinct. These 10 people are the bridge for the three troops to trust and cooperate with each other.

Partnering with Niu Er is a Sichuan Army veteran named Wang Changshou, who has been in the army for more than 6 years, and his age is close to 40. For a young soldier like Niu Er who is under 20, he is definitely an uncle.

Although there are not many such middle-aged men whose sons can join the army, there are not many in the Sichuan army, but they are by no means rare.

The warlords in Sichuan Province have been fighting for several years, making the people miserable, and the common people have no livelihood, so naturally they can only serve as soldiers to support their families.

If it is placed in the future, this is definitely a "professional" soldier. Being a soldier is not about any dream or defending the country, it is just a job, a job that can support the family.

The same is true for Wang Changshou. He has been in the army for many years. He has figured out a lot of ways. The big guys are fighting each other and watching tens of thousands of people. You fight and I fight. In fact, the risk factor is not high. If you win, you will naturally have wine. If you have meat, it doesn't necessarily mean the end of the world if you lose. Just be smart and throw your guns and surrender on your knees and then change the court. Anyway, you won't go far and you're still in the three-acre land in Sichuan Province.

In the past six years, he has changed three 'employees'. Although he is still a big soldier, he has some food, some drinks, and some silver coins. How happy he is.

It was not until three months ago that Wang Changshou's fate changed.

In other words, the fate of the Sichuan army, who has long been accustomed to fighting in his own den, is at most beaten up with a bruised nose and swollen face, has reached another crossroads.

The Japanese are calling.

All the bigwigs in eastern Sichuan, northern Sichuan, and central Sichuan dropped their cups, or to be more precise, they smashed their own bowls, the bowls they used to eat.

For them, isn't the army that can guarantee their rights and wealth just the guy they eat?
In the eyes of many ordinary people, the provincial chairman and generals, who seemed a little crazy, collectively swore in Rongcheng to fight the Japanese invaders to the death. 200,000 troops came out of Sichuan from the east and north of Sichuan. Shanxi.

As a soldier, Wang Changshou was reluctant, but he was just a drop of water in the turbulent anti-Japanese wave in Sichuan Province. He could not decide his own future at all, and could only drift with the tide.

He may not understand why the bosses are so decisive, they can even let go of years of hatred and sit together to become comrades who are about to share life and death.

That's because the mirror of history has already told those bigwigs, how can there be eggs in a nest?

800 years ago, the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty, after occupying the Central Plains, invaded Sichuan Province, which thought it could resist everything with its high mountains and dense forests. Beautiful retouching for killing.

Only in 1236 A.D. when Rongcheng was broken, there were more than one million remains in the city, which cannot be counted outside the city.

And the Japanese who invaded massively after 800 years, the name of the Japanese pirates has been resounding throughout the land of China in the Ming Dynasty, and they will only be more vicious than the Mongolian Yuan. very clear.

Wang Changshou went through a nightmare for three months. From the east of Sichuan to the southeast, which is [-] kilometers away, he spent only a half of the time on the boat. The rest of the time he had to march on iron feet. He broke a dozen pairs of straw sandals alone.

But this kind of hard work is just the prelude to the nightmare. The most terrifying thing is that after entering the battlefield, within a week, the familiar faces disappeared nine out of ten.Not to mention those young people who are not a few years older than their own sons, even middle-aged veterans like Wang Changshou are almost mentally broken.

Maybe it had something to do with his name, or maybe it was his six years of experience in the army that saved him. Wang Changshou survived a hellish week.

He also understood the truth that in the war with the Japanese, there is no way to surrender, and only you can live to the death.

The veteran of the Sichuan Army who has a deep understanding of the war has become tough enough, but this does not mean that he dares to compete with a fast-moving plane.

Therefore, he looked dazed at the moment when the little child soldier in the Four Elements Battalion who had been following behind him, who was not much older than his son, raised his rifle at the Japanese fighter plane that was rushing towards his hiding place.

What is this going to do!
Since the Japanese aircraft formation arrived from the southeast, Niu Er climbed onto the branch of a big tree, which he could understand.

The dense branches of the big tree are enough to hide a person, and you can stand high and see far. In case there is an enemy on the ground, you can find it immediately.

It's just that fighting against planes is a matter of machine guns and anti-aircraft machine guns. What do you want to do, a baby infantryman, pointing a rifle at planes?

shoot him?
This is definitely a typical example of making a fuss without eating mutton.

It is certain that we will not be able to hit the plane, but if the Japanese plane is alarmed, they will turn around and beat us with machine guns like dogs.This is far from the main position, and there are no anti-aircraft guns to help you.

"Guawazi, don't be stupid! Is that the plane we can fly?" Wang Changshou lay in the grass and watched the plane from far to near, his forehead was covered with cold sweat under the camouflage hat woven with branches, and he repeatedly reminded Niu Er.

He could feel that the little baby soldier who looked at Wenwen was serious in aiming his gun at it, not just pretending.

The safety of Niu Er's regular rifle has been released, his finger is on the trigger, and the muzzle is slowly swinging with the movement of the plane.

However, Niu Er, who had been listening to the veteran's instructions throughout the day, did not listen to him this time, and all his mind was on his goal.

. . . . . . . . .

Taro Aoki was secretly rejoicing in his cockpit, rejoicing for his wise choice, especially when he saw his boss hit the ground and was smashed to pieces.

Only the living are entitled to the title of 'coward', so what's the use of 'warrior' engraved on the tombstone of the dead?
In other words, Aoki Taro is not just lucky, he is also very proud, proud of his calm judgment.

After making a turn to avoid the target of Kobayashi Guanyi's crazy confrontation, he did not blindly pull up, but kept galloping at low altitude. Sure enough, the machine guns and anti-aircraft machine guns that the Chinese chased after him all raised the preset shooting elevation angle to a higher level. High, no matter how fierce the firepower is, it will only make you lonely.

Just such a delay was enough for him to escape a thousand meters away.

And the reason why he was not promoted immediately after escaping was that Second Lieutenant Aoki Taro was also angry, and the proud naval aviation soldier was beaten like a dog, so he had no choice but to find someone to vent his anger on!

The Chinese civilians hiding in the wilderness along the way are the best targets for him to vent his anger.

"Chinese, get ready to face death!" Aoki Taro scanned the ground viciously, his fingers already pulling the trigger of the machine gun.

However, he did not see that a Chinese soldier who was 400 meters away from him directly pulled the trigger.

"Bang!" The gunshot rang out.

Ri he is a fairy, and the dog Ri's melon baby really hit, Wang Changshou was almost intimidated by the shot and his crotch became hot.

His eyes wandered around, looking for the most suitable natural cover that could avoid the Japanese machine guns.

And Taro Aoki, who was still galloping at a high speed of 100 meters per second in the sky, suddenly froze his eyes, and looked sideways at the left wing of the cockpit, his eyes full of disbelief.

A small hole appeared in the cockpit, proving the presence of an attack.

But here, why are there still Chinese machine guns?
Severe pain struck, and the second lieutenant of HNA Japan put aside his doubts temporarily, and stretched out his hand to touch the painful rib.

The blood on his hands reminded him that he had been shot.

But the thoughts quickly froze. The warhead rolled through the fuselage and penetrated into the Japanese second lieutenant's body from the ribs, stirring the left atrium to a pulp. The heart that supplies blood to the whole body stopped working, resulting in rapid brain ischemia and hypoxia.

On the ground, it may be possible to manually press the pacemaker to rescue him, but in the air, the Japanese HNA second lieutenant, who was still rejoicing that he escaped successfully, can only...
died!

The 96 ship battle roared past the two leading Chinese soldiers, and then plunged into the wilderness, exploding a ball of bright fireworks.

Our pattern is small, Wang Changshou is dumbfounded!

(End of this chapter)