My Head of the Huaxia Expeditionary Force

Li Shuanggui just leaned in the trench with the saber in his hand, and rushed out to fight for his life just waiting for the little devil to get close, thinking in his heart that there was no way out anyway, and he could take away one by one.

But the expected scene did not appear. After waiting for a long time, the Japanese army did not come near. The battlefield seemed to have quieted down, and the gunfire became more and more sparse.

"Ok?"

Not knowing why, Li Shuanggui poked his head out and looked out. The little devil actually gave up his easy victory and retreated in the direction of the back mountain in a panic.

The fighting at the foot of the mountain seemed to be in full swing, and the crackling gunfire continued. He soon understood that it was the company commander and the others who had successfully crossed the east bank.

On the shore... Unwilling to fail, the devil commander immediately ordered the soldiers to charge. The little devil rushed forward screaming with a bayonet and rifle, wanting to hit the opponent when his foothold was not stable.

But I didn't expect that the target of this stick became me instead. No matter how powerful the courage is, it can't be hardened by bullets. The dense firepower cover is scattered on them like a torrential rain. Any brainless charge in front of the fully automated firepower It will all turn into a pile of mud.

The Japanese commander was bleeding. He came to ambush with nearly two squadrons. He thought he could win the battle, but who knew that he couldn't even kill the 100 people on the opposite side. Instead, he lost a lot of soldiers and casualties.

As more and more soldiers approached the shore, the little devil could no longer contain the situation of the battle. Although he was unwilling, the Japanese commander decisively issued an order to retreat, leaving only a small detachment as the rear personnel. Take it all in and be strong.

In this battle, they suffered at least nearly 200 casualties. On the other hand, the Chinese army still has the ability to pursue them...

"Third platoon leader, kill the group of devils in front of me! Don't let anyone go!"

Chen Xinmin, who was full of anger, gave orders loudly. He was bullied so badly by the little devils in the river just now, and now he seized the opportunity to greet him to death.

The large Japanese army had already retreated, but there was still a light machine gun and a few little devils on the high ground in front, obviously staying to cover the retreating people.

"Old Chen, don't chase after the poor, first go to the mountain to eliminate the remnants of the enemy and build a defense line."

The instructor seemed much more cautious. Now that the situation was unclear, they were fighting alone. It would be difficult if they encountered an ambush again.

"Hmm... OK!" After thinking about it, Chen Xinmin also felt that it made sense, so he followed the instructor's advice to be on the safe side.

"Second platoon leader!"

"To!"

"Send someone to the mountain to check on the situation of Big Li and the others, set up another observation point, and then arrange some people to coordinate with the third row to set up the defense line, and act more sloppy!"

After Chen Xinmin gave his orders, he sat helplessly on a big rock. If the commander of this army of devils hadn't slipped away so fast, he really wanted to keep them all here.

hilltop...

The remains of the fallen soldiers had been cleared up by Li Shuanggui and others and neatly arranged in a row. As far as the eye could see... the corpses of the devils were scattered everywhere on the hillside.

Soon the people in the second row came to the top of the mountain, and two medical soldiers hurried forward to check the situation of the survivors. Feelings when faced with adversity.

After a simple bandage, Li Shuanggui and the famous squad officer were not idle, each holding a rifle with a bayonet and followed the large troops to clean up the battlefield, and gradually checked the corpses of the devils on the ground to see if they were alive.

Qiu Lin, who was squatting on the ground and looking at the devastated battlefield, was in a daze. From being ambushed in the river to the retreat of the Japanese army, the past two or three hours were the most thrilling moments in his life. There were more than 30 soldiers in the front row. In the end, only five people were left alive. Now he has finally experienced the cruelty of war, and it is embarrassing that life is so fleeting.

Just as Qiu Lin was thinking wildly, a ghost "corpse" next to him suddenly moved, and tremblingly propped himself up from the ground...

This frightened him so much that his hairs stood on end, and his heart, which had been relaxed just now, rose to his throat in an instant.

"There is a situation!" Qiu Lin raised his gun in a panic, and shouted at his companion. At the same time, he also saw the opponent's situation clearly.

The ghost soldier had a big swelling on his head, and the mottled blood stains were faintly visible on his chest and arms. He might have been knocked out by a grenade during the charge and he didn't die. He only woke up now.

"ダメです, 触腾します, kill さないでください! (No, I surrender, please don't kill me)" the ghost soldier covered his head with his hands in horror, and his heart was even more terrified.

This devil is not very old, his pale face is full of panic, he is a little over 1.5 meters tall and thin, and looks like a half-grown child. Maybe he is about the same age as Qiu Lin, but he is seventeen or eighteen years old. That's all.

Logically speaking, in this situation, it would be enough to just fill up the gun, but seeing the other party's face as green and immature as his own, Qiu Lin couldn't bear it after all, and was entangled in his heart.

Hearing the shout, Li Shuanggui quickly rushed over with a gun, and everyone was relieved when they found out that it was a devil who wounded the soldier.

"His grandma's, there is still a living... Be vigilant, and give me a knife on every devil's corpse!" Li Shuanggui was a little scared. There are too many things about those wounded devils who are dying after the battle. It has also caused many tragic events.

They don't have much good looks towards the little devil soldiers. Everyone hates these oriental dwarfs. Even if the opponent is just a child soldier who is underage, invaders can be regardless of age. It's not that the conditions don't allow it, they even want to torture this little devil.

"Xiao Linzi, you haven't opened the business today, have you? I'll leave this Japanese soldier to you to deal with."

"Huh? But..."

"But what?" Li Shuanggui, who was about to leave, stopped again and asked in surprise.

"He...hasn't he already surrendered? Shouldn't he be tied up as a prisoner of war?" Qiu Lin slowly put down his gun and looked at the other party puzzled.

"What nonsense are you talking about? We don't have the time to take the prisoner now, so we need to get rid of him quickly, and we have other tasks!" Li Shuanggui's face was a little displeased, and he opened his mouth to come, without looking at the current situation.

Qiu Lin was speechless, but looking at the Japanese soldier who was almost the same age, his pale face was like him who had just entered the battlefield.

"Brother Li, otherwise, let's deal with it according to the prisoners of war regulations. After all, he has already surrendered, and now he has to be executed to some extent, and he doesn't look too big..." In the end, Qiu Lin tentatively expressed his thoughts. In this case, he really couldn't do it.

"Heh..." Li Shuanggui laughed angrily, being soft-hearted on the battlefield is a big taboo, not only will he harm himself, but even his comrades around him.

Helpless, he originally planned to do it himself, but thought that Qiu Lin's cowardly performance might suffer a great loss on the battlefield in the future, and he had to let the latter understand this truth.

"お望い死さないで, 帰りたいんです... (Please let me go, I want to go home)"

Guizibing half-kneeled on the ground, weeping, looking at the fierce Chinese people around him, he was almost scared to pee, the instinct of survival forced him to keep praying,

No one could understand what he said, and they didn't want to know what he said. They all knew that the grandson was begging for mercy, but there was only mockery and indifference in everyone's eyes.

Li Shuanggui showed no mercy, kicked the Japanese soldier over with his kick, then clamped Qiu Lin's neck with his big hands, and pushed him to the front roughly: "Hold me the gun!"

"The one in front of you is the enemy! No matter how old he is, as long as he picks up a gun and appears on this battlefield, he is the enemy!"

"If you pity him, who will pity you? Who will pity those brothers who died in battle!?"

……

The cold words pierced Qiu Lin's nerves over and over again like a knife, and the cold sweat instantly wet his back, making him feel ashamed.

Tears had unconsciously filled his eyes, and his vision was blurred. Li Shuanggui's hands were so strong that the back of his neck was numb, but this was not as good as the panic in his heart at the moment.

Under tremendous pressure, Qiu Lin finally raised his gun and pointed it at the Japanese soldiers, but his fingers were still unable to pull the trigger.

"Damn it, get the hell out of here!"

Seeing that it was almost too late, Li Shuanggui also became impatient, shook his head, let go of Qiu Lin's grip, and pushed the latter aside.Immediately, he took off the rifle on his back, pulled the bolt and loaded it, and put the muzzle on the Japanese soldier's head.

"Think about why you came to be a soldier, and think about what it was like when Lao Zhuang died. If you don't even have the courage, then don't talk about revenge for your parents! Because you don't deserve it!"

"what!!…"

"Bump, touch...!"

Just as Li Shuanggui was about to shoot, a huge gunshot accompanied by roars rang in his ears.

Turning his head to look, he saw Qiu Lin pulling his cheeks, two lines of tears hanging on his face, and the stg44 gun in his hand was still emitting white smoke, while the chest of the Japanese soldier on the ground had already been pierced by bullets...

Li Shuanggui finally showed a satisfied smile. Although killing prisoners is not a glorious thing, it is also a process that must be experienced for people like Qiu Lin.

In order to survive on a cruel battlefield, in addition to experience and luck, one must also maintain a rational and ruthless heart. Being emotional will only harm others and oneself, and the poor enemy may die himself.

Besides, what is there for a little devil to be pitied about?Sending them to hell with bullets is the best destination for these beasts.