march to victory

"Battalion Commander, look quickly, the little devil is going to send troops to our side."

Peng Peng was about to ask more carefully, when a soldier beside him reminded him in a low voice, he quickly picked up the binoculars to look.

Seeing that a small group of little devils had just started to assemble, Peng Peng was not in a hurry at all, just nodded and said to the soldier: "Pass on my order, keep calm, and everything will go according to plan."

Then he glanced at the little devils again, and asked Professor Wang beside him, "Old Wang, tell me the truth, how many do you want?"

"Three... no! Two is enough."

Peng Peng thought: Professor Wang has two sons, and if he wants two commanding knives from the little devil's assistant officer, it must be one for one of his sons.

Unexpectedly, just as Peng Peng nodded, Professor Wang added: "If it's really difficult, a hand will do."

Seeing Peng Peng looking over in confusion, Professor Wang explained: "When I was working in Shanghai, I was lucky enough to meet a friend. Later, before the Battle of Songhu, he was killed by a little devil..."

"What's his name?"

Peng Peng thought that at that time, the people who could be sent to be assassinated by the little devil must be big shots, so he wanted to know the name of the other party.

Unexpectedly, Professor Wang said: "He is the gatekeeper of our school. Just because the little devil sent people to the school to arrest anti-Japanese people at night, he refused to open the door. The people who came didn't catch anyone, so they used him to vent their anger... I want to send a little devil's command knife to his widow and his son, so that his son can remember how his father died. This hatred, even our generation If you can’t report it, you have to remember it from generation to generation, and there will always be a generation that can take revenge.”

"Okay! This man is a man. I gave you this command knife. Do you have another one?"

"My eldest brother is useless, and he is only interested in money. If you give him a little devil's command knife, he won't understand the meaning of it. He will probably show it off and the higher bidder will get it. But my second child is not bad. I I'm going to get him a hand... the hatred that the little devil gave us, someone has to inherit it, right?"

Peng Peng nodded and didn't speak, but he was thinking in his heart: They all say that scholars are great, as expected, look, how far they think: even if they can't take revenge for a while, they must let their children and grandchildren remember this hatred. One day I will take revenge... However, thinking about it the other way around, this is indeed the truth, otherwise, among other things, how can the heroic spirits of 30 Nanjing compatriots rest in peace?How can those compatriots on the land of China who were murdered by little devils swallow this breath... It seems that I should really find a wife, have more children, and learn from Lao Wang, so that the children will remember this hatred.In this way, even if I die in battle one day, I am not afraid that no one will avenge me.But how many dolls should I have?It’s not good to have too many babies, it’s not easy for everyone, too many babies can’t support you, but too few babies can’t do it, at least you have to have two babies, one for passing incense, one for fighting devils with Lao Tzu...

Just when Peng Peng was thinking about marrying his wife and having a baby, he heard the people around him remind him in a low voice: "Battle Commander, the little devils are starting to come up."

Peng Peng picked up the binoculars and took a look. Sure enough, the little devil sent two teams, one from the left and the other from the right, coming up the mountain from both sides.

Peng Peng frowned, looked at his watch, and asked Professor Wang: "Old Wang, will the mine you arranged be blown up or not? It's been a long time, why haven't you heard the sound yet?"

In fact, it took less than a minute for the little devil to go in, but Peng Peng was impatient, and he was not sure whether the little devil had stepped on a landmine, so his words were a bit literal-extended from less than a minute to a long time.

"The little devil just went in not long ago, okay? Besides, in this kind of environment, you dare to run and play like a little devil inside?" Professor Wang glared at Peng Peng fiercely, and then grabbed Peng Peng's left hand , After looking at the watch on Peng Peng's left wrist, he said: "There is one minute and three seconds left... Now it is one minute and one second."

Peng Peng thought for a while, and felt that what Professor Wang said was reasonable: even if he replaced the little devil with himself, under this kind of "surprise" one after another, he would be trained to become a soldier.What's more, if you are going to drill a hole, you must have smaller feet than walking with small feet-be careful.At this time, I am afraid that the depth is less than ten meters.

"Pass down the order, and when the explosion sounds, hit me hard."

"Boom! Boom! Boom..."

As soon as Peng Peng finished speaking, the sound of explosions came from below. Before everyone applauded, a series of explosions followed.

Amid the continuous explosions, the ground trembled continuously, dead branches and leaves fell like rain...

And those two holes were like the two nostrils of a giant dragon. The turbid air that was blown out suddenly caused people within 20 meters in front of the hole to stagger.

However, from a certain point of view, these little devils who were blown up and down should be grateful for these two waves of anger.

Because with the sound of "Hit!", more than 100 guns on the mountain fired almost simultaneously. In the volley of light and heavy machine guns and hundreds of rifles, the bullets rained down, and immediately killed the little devils in the playground and its surroundings. They beat and cried their fathers and mothers, and they were killed and injured again.Who told them to relax their vigilance and just stand there watching the show, waiting for the result, what else could this be if it wasn't a live target?

On the contrary, these people who were staggered by the air wave, just because they fell to the ground, most of them barely escaped the bullets. Isn't this thanks to the air wave?

"Clap! Clap! Clap..."

"Bang! Bang! Bang..."

"Da da da……"

"Boom! Boo! Boo..."

To be fair, the little devils really deserved the word 'well-trained'. Although they were startled by the explosion and then caught off guard, their reaction was really fast.

Almost instantly, the little devils came back to their senses, quickly found something nearby to hide, and then, while taking risks to rescue the wounded—mainly pulling the wounded to a relatively safe place, such as behind blocking objects, etc., they began to fight against the mountain. shooting.In the end, under the desperate yelling of the commander, the little devils quickly formed an organized counterattack, and began to take risks while fighting while gathering under the command of the commander, and began to rush up the mountain.

"I hit a kid, ha! ha! I killed a kid..."

Peng Peng quickly finished firing a shuttle of bullets and was changing magazines when he was suddenly grabbed by someone. Then, he saw an extremely excited face: Professor Wang's face was flushed with excitement, and even faintly glowed. , like winning the first prize in the lottery...

Seeing that Professor Wang got carried away with excitement, and was about to stand up and dance to vent his excitement, Peng Peng seemed to suddenly think of something, his face changed suddenly, and he quickly held Professor Wang down, ignoring Professor Wang's struggle, and looked at Professor Wang The two soldiers shouted: "What are you two doing? Why is he still here? Hurry up and send him down... If Lao Wang loses a hair, I will not spare you."

The seven experts who came this time are all treasures, and Hu Yingze and Zhang Qingshan jointly sent a guarantee to the division. As a teacher, Professor Wang is naturally the treasure among the treasures.This time, if Professor Wang hadn't insisted on staying and arranging it himself, Zhang Qingshan and others couldn't hold him back. I'm afraid Professor Wang would already be on his way to the rear by now.

In Zhang Qingshan's words when he handed Professor Wang over to Peng Peng's care, "Battlemaster Peng, don't blame me for putting the ugly words first: If Professor Wang loses a hair, I will send you on your way before the teacher shoots me with his own hands!" Now, Peng Peng told the words to those two soldiers.It's just because everyone's familiarity and level are different, so I didn't copy the original words, but I said it was more reserved... It's nothing to joke between the battalion commander and the regimental commander, but it is beneficial to increase unity.However, if a battalion commander said this to ordinary soldiers, it would be unkind, and it meant to scare and threaten people.

It's just because Professor Wang insisted on seeing the explosion effect of the bomb he arranged with his own eyes, and Peng Peng also thought it would be better for Professor Wang to watch it with his own eyes. Under the close protection of two experienced fighters, they immediately retreated down the back mountain without stopping for a moment.

It's a gentleman's agreement, but as soon as the fight started, Peng Peng himself got excited and forgot about it for a while.

The two soldiers did not forget, but Professor Wang insisted on firing a few shots before leaving. The two soldiers knew that Professor Wang was a great intellectual and a treasure of our Eighth Route Army. , cover, let Professor Wang have a good time, the big deal, when there is danger, I can be a human shield, so I only dare to watch but not use force.

However, no one expected that Professor Wang was so lucky that he hit a little devil with the first shot and was so excited that Peng Peng was awakened.

Thinking that if Professor Wang was really injured or killed in battle, he might actually be shot, Peng Peng was frightened into a cold sweat immediately: It’s nothing to die on the battlefield, since the moment he joined the revolution, his head was hanging On the waistband, my life is not my own anymore, there is no regret or no regret at all.But what if he was shot because he failed to protect Professor Wang?It's too unfair to die...

The two soldiers also knew that they had made a mistake, and when they saw the battalion commander's face turned pale with fright, they became even more afraid and regretted, but fortunately, there was still time to make amends.So, without further ado, one person clamped Professor Wang's arm, regardless of Professor Wang's struggle, and directly pulled Professor Wang away.

But Professor Wang's feet barely touched the ground, he couldn't move, and he still yelled: "I'm good at marksmanship, let me shoot one more time, just one shot..."

This time, no one listened to him... The gods and mortals suffered, but when the gods passed by, mortals should also offer them up as treasures.A baby should have the consciousness of a baby, and should stay where a baby should be, otherwise, it will hurt mortals.

Finally, he sent the great god away with a lot of hairs, and Peng Peng heaved a long sigh of relief.

But before he had time to take a deep breath, he heard the soldier beside him who was in charge of observing the little devil's movements shout: "Battle Commander, the little devil is going to shoot a small steel cannon."

Peng Peng squinted his eyes, but saw a dozen little devils in the distance who were setting up small steel cannons. He knew immediately that the time had come.

"Don't worry, prepare to fight and withdraw!"

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