march to victory

"Stop! If you run away again, I will kill you!"

The other party immediately turned around and pulled out the box cannon.

When Zhang Qingshan saw it, he took advantage of the momentum and raised his sword to throw it.

The opponent couldn't dodge in time, straightened his body, looked down at the big knife stuck in his abdomen, and then at Zhang Qingshan who was running over. After falling down with his head up, blood spurted from the corner of his mouth, and his whole body twitched.

Picking up the box cannon from the other party's hand, slipping it into his waist, and then stepping on his chest, he drew out the big knife, picked up the machine gun regardless of his care, and looked, hey!Not only is it new, but there are more than 100 rounds of ammunition.

Excitedly kissed the machine gun, stood up excitedly, turned around, he was entangled: carrying this bulky machine gun to walk on the hand-to-hand battlefield is tantamount to suicide.But it’s fine if they haven’t been seized. Since they’ve all been captured, it’s absolutely impossible to throw them away.

Looking around, I saw a small groove a few meters away, so I ran over and gently put the machine gun into the groove.After thinking about it, he took off his clothes and covered it, then picked up dead branches and rotten leaves and soil and sprinkled it on.Like a thief, he sprinkled and glanced around, fearing that someone would miss him... In fact, there must be more than one person who discovered his behavior, but at this time, it is useless even if someone misses him: in the chaos, it is impossible to fight. I'm too busy, who can be like this recruit, as long as the machine gun is dead.

After burying it, grab the big knife at your feet and stand up to find the enemy to fight.As a result, he was lucky. Before he could find his opponent, the enemy retreated, and the Red Army took advantage of the situation to pursue and kill them.

No matter how much you chase and kill the enemy, they are not as big as I captured, and the most important thing is to guard the machine gun... En!Widow Tian, ​​just wait, and look back to see how I used this machine gun to stun you.With this thought in mind, Zhang Qingshan went back to the machine gun burial site, thrust his big knife into the ground, sat down on the ground, guarded the small slope where the machine gun was buried behind him, and watched helplessly as his comrades chased him down the mountain.

"Comrade, let me see where you are hurt?"

Just as he was imagining the majestic scene of Widow Tian kneeling and begging for mercy under the threat of a machine gun, and grinning silly, a hurried voice suddenly came from his ear.Turning my head, I saw a female medical soldier running over with a medicine box and asked, and behind her were two young women carrying a stretcher.

At this time, Zhang Qingshan was bare-chested. Although there were only a few bloodstains on his body, his head was covered with blood, some began to stagnate, and some dripped from the tips of his hair like beads. Sitting on the ground, anyone who looked at it would think that he had suffered a serious head injury.

Before he could open his mouth, the female medical soldier squatted beside him, touching his head and asked worriedly, "Is it just a head injury? Where else does it hurt..."

After asking five or six questions in a row, no wound was found on his head. The female medical soldier was in a hurry, and told the two women: "It can't be seen from the outside, it may be that the head has been hit hard... quickly put him on a stretcher. He carried it to the top of the mountain and asked Doctor Qin to take a good look."

"I'm not injured!" Really, don't you think I'm so injured that I need to be carried on a stretcher just because you look a little dazzled by your beauty?

"Not injured?" The female medical soldier looked at him with wide eyes and asked, "Then why is your head full of blood?"

"This is when I fought with Bai Gouzi, their blood splashed on my head."

"Really?"

"kindness!"

The female medical soldier was so ashamed and angry that she stomped on Zhang Qingshan's right instep with a flushed face, and walked away angrily.The two women carrying the stretcher pursed their lips and joked with a smile: "If you didn't get hurt, if you didn't tell me earlier, our doctor Yang almost made a wrong diagnosis. You deserve it!"

Zhang Qingshan hugged his right foot, grinning in pain: "Abba is still right, the more beautiful a woman is, the less she can be provoked."

Next, Zhang Qingshan received countless blank stares and lip curls: Others were busy cleaning the battlefield and rescuing the wounded, but he was the only one sitting on the ground in a daze.If it weren't for seeing his head covered in blood, like a seriously wounded person, someone would have stepped forward to question him long ago.But Zhang Qingshan not only didn't care, but looked around with his head up, showing off like 'I'm hurt and I'm proud'.

Seeing Huang Debao running back with several soldiers of the same class, Zhang Qingshan stood up overjoyed and ran towards them, but after running two steps, he looked back and walked back.

"Qingshan, where are you hurt?"

"No."

Huang Debao took a look, and after making sure that he was not injured, he patted his shoulder: "It's good that there is no injury."

Li Guowei, the deputy squad leader, glanced left and right, and said with a wicked smile: "Qingshan, I heard that you captured a heavy machine gun, where is it?"

"I hid it here."

The comrades gathered around, touched the gun and praised Zhang Qingshan for his strength. Zhang Qingshan's face was full of excitement, and he kept giggling.Huang Debao was happier than him: "That is, the soldiers I lead are all heroes. If there is a coward, I will slap him to death first, so as not to be embarrassing. Ha! Ha..."

"Old Li, write down to Comrade Zhang Qingshan: kill four enemies, and capture a Mark-style new water heavy machine gun..." Speaking of this, he pulled out the box cannon from Zhang Qingshan's waist, and looked at Zhang Qingshan. Said: "You don't even close the insurance, you kid is not afraid of being the last one?" Seeing Zhang Qingshan patted his head a little embarrassedly, he turned to Li Guowei and continued: "There is also a pistol."

"Okay, Lao Li, take your comrades to help clean up the battlefield, and I will say a few words to Qingshan."

"Okay!" Li Guowei put away his pen and notebook, and glanced at the heavy machine gun: "You two have to keep an eye on this treasure, and don't let it be eaten by a tiger."

"Don't worry, the person who can take food from my mouth, Huang Debao, is still sleeping in the womb."

After the comrades went to clean the battlefield, Huang Debao happily patted Zhang Qingshan on the shoulder, and praised: "You have such an excellent performance on the battlefield for the first time, boy, not to mention me, even the whole regiment probably has few. This is not only luck, but also your ability, work hard and win glory for the whole class."

"Yes!"

The two sat on the ground, seeing Huang Debao pull out a pack of blood-stained cigarettes, and handed one to himself, Zhang Qingshan quickly put the machine gun on his lap, and took the cigarette with both hands - the squad leader is an old Red Army, don't look at his rough appearance, But the whole class knows that the monitor is proud to the bone, and he admits that you are a man, and the only way he can be his subordinate is to fill you with cigarettes and light them for you.

After igniting it, Zhang Qingshan took a deep breath and asked: "Squad leader, so many of our fortifications have been blown up just now, don't we want to repair it?"

"No more repairs. When I came back, I received an order: This blocking battle is over, and the troops will return to the station after a rest."

Zhang Qingshan nodded, pondered for a while, looked at the bleak post-war scene in front of him, and said in a low tone: "Squad leader, we have suffered a lot of casualties this time, right?"

"Our first battalion was in charge of flanking ambushes, which was not bad. When I came back, I heard that the second and third battalions were responsible for blocking the enemy's frontal attack. Although they repelled the enemy's three attacks, they suffered 200 casualties... Sigh ~!"

Affected by the tragic scene in front of them, the conversational nature of the two of them was a bit low, and they chatted without saying a word.Zhang Qingshan was still thinking about it: How should I tell the squad leader so that the squad leader can take this machine gun and go with me to seek revenge on the black widow?

"Huang Debao!"