The heavens start from Changjin Lake

Chapter 529
Basically, when medical soldiers wave their hands, someone will delay them. On the one hand, it is to escape the war, and on the other hand, it is also to gain comfort in their hearts. On the battlefield, there is no one who is not injured. will hurt.

So dragging people down is also for the last sliver of comfort in my heart. When I am injured in the future, some soldiers will drag me down from the hail of bullets instead of letting myself die on the battlefield.

The U.S. soldiers were groping on the undulating terrain, and the bullets they fired were very sharp. If they were not careful, they would be shot, which made all the U.S. soldiers feel chills.

Hey, the person who attacked them was too powerful. He shot a submachine gun very well, and his aim was good. If he dared to, a string of bullets would float over. As for the soldiers who rushed up, many of them were killed by the enemy. He was still lying on the reverse slope, holding his head, not even daring to look.

"Hahahaha, look, beat up these turtle sons!"

Yang Nanzhen laughed, squatted on the ground, changed the magazine, watched Xia Yuan's movements, his heart was surging, "Commander Xia, you fight really well, you dare not suppress a company of enemies by yourself. move."

It's too powerful, a submachine gun has the suppression effect of a heavy machine gun, if Lian Commander Xia is given a heavy machine gun, what kind of effect can it produce?Yang Nanzhen thought to himself, it must be a mortar.

"The enemy is waiting for reinforcements. What about Wu Liang, there is no action."

Wang Huzi was staring at him from behind. Hearing Xia Yuan's voice, he hurriedly shouted: "Commander Xia, Wu Liang has already acted!"

"Fight against the enemy's attack!"

Xia Yuan shouted: "Buy him time, as long as we withstand the attack, we also buy time for ourselves!"

"Yes!"

Wang Huzi yelled, he didn't shoot immediately, Xia Yuan asked him to be the last barrier to achieve the effect of surprise, once he shot exposed, it is estimated that the enemy would not charge, they would choose to stay in the position and continue to wait support.

"Change bullets!"

Xia Yuan shouted, retracted the gun, squatted on the ground, grinned and looked at his legs, which really affected his actions.

"Commander Xia, the enemy is coming!"

Yang Nanzhen hid behind a big tree. The bullets flying from the enemy's position hit the bushes and swayed from side to side. There were fallen grass leaves everywhere. The big tree behind him was splashed with sawdust hit by bullets Yes, I still poked my head to observe the enemy. The grenade thrown by the American soldiers exploded in front of me, shattering a piece of bushes. There was only a puff of gunpowder smoke. It seemed that the power was not great, but the real power of this kind of grenade was the shrapnel flying around. , the sputtering range can be seven or eight meters away.

"I know, you have to be careful!" Xia Yuan quickly changed the magazine, looked at the charging enemy, took out a grenade from his pocket, pulled out the safety, squeezed it in his hand for three seconds and threw it out. There was a bang and a burst of gunpowder smoke It spread over the enemy's head, and a group of American soldiers fell down.

“Fried well!”

Wang Huzi was happy, and shouted again: "Commander Xia, let me beat you sometime."

"Don't worry, you will be useful later."

Xia Yuan pursed his lips, picked up his submachine gun and fired a round, then winked at Yang Nanzhen: "Instructor Yang, retreat while fighting, and pull out the foreign devils to fight."

"Come on, Wang Beard, let's go back."

Yang Nanzhen pulled the trigger indiscriminately, harassed him for a while, put away his gun and shouted at Wang Huzi, and retreated from the front with his back bent.

The three of them retreated tens of meters, and the gunshots suddenly became much quieter. The American soldiers on the ground raised their heads and looked at the deep bushes.

"Damn it, they ran away, chase me, I can't let them run away!"

The U.S. lieutenant cursed and immediately ordered the soldiers to chase after them. From the gunshots just now, they had judged that the number of these Chinese people was not large, but the shooting was severe. Apart from these, there was nothing else, only a few people , came to attack them, if this was stabbed out by his soldiers, he would never be a lieutenant.

And what time is it now, when the Chinese are encircling and annihilating, the situation on all fronts is progressing slowly, but it is also effective. Don't make trouble with him. The chief above blames it, and he is absolutely finished. Climb out and become a lieutenant, and you can continue to be promoted in the future, so you can't lose it now.

These few Chinese who attacked them must be captured or killed, and then handed over to the superiors.

The American devils chased them fiercely, running forward while fighting, and quickly rushed into the woods.

Quietly, Xia Yuan led the three of them back from another direction, almost passing the American devils. They were lying on the wet bushes, and the sound of American soldiers' military boots stepping on the ground could be heard.

It could even be seen that the American devils were no more than four meters away from them. The group of American devils chased them fiercely. When they ran out, they ran very fast. After rushing into the woods, they slowed down and stared cautiously around.

At this time, I don't know who shouted.

"The Chinese are ahead, they ran away, chase after them!"

Hearing this, the American devils got excited and chased them out again.

Wang Huzi and Yang Nanzhen's eyes widened, and they looked straight at Xia Yuan. He was the one who shouted just now, but there was some confusion among the American devils. They had just experienced a battle and their spirits were tense. Who noticed that? Who shouted the sentence, I only know that the Chinese are going to run away.

After this chase, I don't know where I chased.

When they returned to the position, the three of them saw that the American soldiers were collecting the remains of the soldiers on the position, and some of them had a red cross on their shoulders. They were the medical soldiers of the American devils, and there were many logistics soldiers of the American devils. There were dozens of people, with guns on their backs, carrying the cold corpses of soldiers in twos and twos, then packed them into sleeping bags, stuffed them on the truck, and they didn't know where they were going to be transported.

Wang Huzi and Yang Nanzhen looked at each other without saying a word, followed Xia Yuan through the wet bushes, the clothes were already soaked and stuck to their bodies, it was unbearable, and the discomfort had to be endured, quietly walking through a bush, After the battle just now, a group of foreign devils chased them out, and the foreign devils' positions were empty.

"Whether to fight or not, Company Commander Xia, the foreign devils' positions are not strong now, so it's a good opportunity."

Yang Nanzhen was holding a submachine gun, with dark cheeks, only the eyes were the clearest and could be seen, the skin on his face was ripped apart, and the blood was frozen.

"Don't fight yet, the foreign devil's reinforcements are probably coming soon." Xia Yuan suppressed his voice, hid in a bush, looked at the devil's position was still more than ten meters away, and gestured to the two to cover him, Then lay on the ground, rubbed one leg on the ground and groped forward.

At this time, a group of American devils came in the distance for reinforcements. Wang Huzi glanced at him and was startled.

"Don't worry." Yang Nanzhen held down Wang's beard, stared at Xia Yuan who was crawling forward in the distance, and then raised his head to look at the American troops in the distance. After the reinforcements learned that the Chinese had killed many American soldiers, They ran away, and the U.S. reinforcements did not leave in a hurry. They helped the U.S. soldiers in this position to deploy defenses, and repaired trenches. After more than ten minutes of ink staining, they were sure that the Chinese would not come again, and then they left as a team.

During the period, the American soldiers who were chasing were also carrying guns and returned disappointed.

After the battle just now, the morale of the American soldiers was somewhat low, and the bombing of the front-line planes stopped again. The US military regrouped to launch an attack on the Chinese defense line.

Wang Huzi was worried secretly, they had left, but no one was holding on to the position.

In fact, the three of them could not defend the position if they stayed in the position. If they defended against the enemy's attack once or twice, they would be captured by the enemy.

"Instructor, look, it's Wu Liang." Wang Huzi caught a glimpse of a furtive figure in the tent in the distance again. Wang Huzi had sharp eyes, and he could tell at a glance that it was Wu Liang.

"We should go."

Yang Nanzhen took a look, and saw Xia Yuan, who had crawled into the trench, beckon to the two of them, then set up his gun and aimed at the distance. He immediately realized that it was time for them to act, and grabbed Wang's beard and lay on the ground. Without much effort, he crawled to Xia Yuan's side.

Squatting in the trench, he quietly poked his head to watch, observed for a while, and after making sure that there was no danger, he shrank back.

"follow me."

Xia Yuan relied on his voice to identify his position, and groped along the trenches where no one was in the foreign devils. It is estimated that the foreign devils could not have imagined that the Chinese who had just attacked their position had already entered their position. The whole team was formed, and the American soldiers who stayed in about one row, and the others left the position.

As a result, the American soldiers on the ground suddenly felt a lot more empty. From a distance, they saw two or three American soldiers standing under the lights, smoking cigarettes, far less than the number of American soldiers just now. This gave them a chance .

"Go get supplies first, and get more."

Xia Yuan has a special liking for materials. Foreign devils can never be killed. If one is killed, there will be a second, a third, and a platoon will be wiped out, and there will be a company, a battalion, a regiment, and a division. , and eliminating a platoon will not bring much impact, now they are trapped animals, they have to find a way to get some food, but it can bring some comfort to the soldiers.

Comparing the former and the latter, Xia Yuan clearly realized that it is better to have more supplies.

When he touched the tent, Wang Huzi cautiously opened the tent while being vigilant, and there was a whimpering sound from inside.

"water"

As soon as the curtain was lifted, the muzzle of the submachine gun was aimed at Wang Huzi.

"Oh, I'm going, it's me, Wang Huzi, you're going to eat it."

Wang Huzi widened his eyes and looked, hey, this guy, he opened a can of food by himself, took it out with his arms and stuffed it into his mouth. In addition to gunpowder smoke, there is also a smell of food, the saliva is secreted all at once, and the stomach twitches intermittently.

Xia Yuan and Yang Nanzhen came in one after another, Wu Liang chewed, unable to choke, swallow, or swallow.

Yang Nanzhen wanted to blame Wu Liang, why was he still muttering and eating, he was dying.Xia Yuan quickly stopped him, and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, eat slowly." Then, he also took out three cans from the carton and distributed them to Wang Huzi and Yang Nanzhen.

"Hurry up and eat, we can work when we are full."

Wang Huzi swallowed his saliva desperately, opened the lid, smelled the smell of meat, couldn't hold it anymore, took it in with his hands, grabbed a handful of food and hugged it out, opened his mouth wide, and stuffed it into his mouth at once. I don't chew much, I just swallow it in my stomach, and there are oils on my beard and hands.

Yang Nanzhen is also very good at eating. They are so hungry that they have been out of food for several days. What they eat is grass roots and slime. For them, these canned foods are simply the best of delicacies.

"Go, watch."

Xia Yuan gave Wu Liang a can and motioned him to squat at the door of the tent.

At this point, it is estimated that the American devils are not very good at cooking, so they can eat to their heart's content.

But you can't eat too much. You haven't eaten much in your stomach for several days. If you eat too much at once, it's easy to hold on.

Everyone only ate two cans, and they were slightly full. There was still room in their stomachs, and they probably could eat two more cans. After eating the cans, their hands were full of oil. I took a handful of soil, kneaded it repeatedly, and then patted it.

"Commander Xia, with so much food, how can we move it? There are only four of us." Yang Nanzhen looked at the boxes of canned food piled up in the tent, his eyes were hot, and he wanted to get some more for the brother troops A taste, they have not eaten for a long time.

"As much as you can move."

Xia Yuan is not a fairy either, it is impossible for him to swagger back in his car every time. After all, this position is at the rear of the U.S. military, and they came here by groping for a small road. If they really want to drive, they may have to take a detour. Xia Yuan didn't know how far to go around. He gave the map to the division commander and the others. With such a detailed map, the division commander and the others could better issue combat orders.

There were seven or eight boxes of canned food, which made them very tired. Xia Yuan was actually fine, but his legs hurt too much, so he just gritted his teeth and persisted.

He also made some medicines, but when making medicines, Xia Yuan didn't take painkillers, but took a few anti-inflammatory medicines.

"Commander Xia, the instructor said you won't be allowed to move, and they will move the rest, so you can take a good rest."

"No problem."

After moving more than a dozen boxes, they heard a fierce gun battle from the front line. The unnamed high ground that Yang Nanzhen was holding on to was a small hill. The three of them stood for a while, and then they turned their heads and saw Xia Yuan.

"What are you afraid of? I will take you to counterattack later." Xia Yuan was so arrogant that he was so aggrieved in the division headquarters that he was bound to vent his anger on the American devils.

When the three of them heard this, their eyes lit up and they nodded.

"Carry a few more boxes of grenades. They are good things. They are unambiguous when attacking tough battles. They greet the foreign devils vigorously. After a few rounds, the position will still be ours."

A smile appeared on the corner of Xia Yuan's mouth: "So, we're running away from the battle, it's called a roundabout tactic."

After that, they moved a few more boxes of grenades, and they hid the supplies in a ravine. Each of them carried a box of grenades. Nong quietly crossed the road and touched the foot of the mountain where the position was.

(End of this chapter)