The heavens start from Changjin Lake

Long Wenwen watched the rout soldiers dig trenches, and the crooked trenches were connected together. He nodded in satisfaction:
"Good, good, good, good, really good digging, who taught you this."

Meng got annoyed and said, "The leader taught me."

Long Wenwen slapped his hands, "I'll tell you how you dug so well. It turned out to be taught by the head of the group. The head of the group is wise."

He looked at the sky: "God, a regular army finally came."

Bu La secretly said to Yao Ma: "This regiment deputy is sure there is a problem here." He nodded his head.

Yao numbly nodded: "Indeed."

Ignoring the opinions of the defeated soldiers, I have already become the deputy of the regiment, and I was appointed by the regiment leader. Others are not important, and it is even smoother than I thought.

Long Wenwen found Xia Yuan and said, "Regimental Commander, give me ten soldiers. I'll wait for the flank cats. When the Japanese devils find us here, let's make dumplings for these little devils."

Long Wenwen's thoughts coincided with Er Xiayuan's. Previously, when encircling a small group of Japanese troops, the defeated soldiers did not fight very well. They fought on their own, without any cooperation at all. Ten days of training The time is still too short, so that the rout soldiers can't completely run in.

Otherwise, none of the Japanese devils in that squad would be able to escape.

After experiencing previous failures, Liu Wula has lost the confidence to lead troops to fight, especially when Milong is here, a subtle change has formed between them, even though Li Wula already wants to show herself as much as possible.

Meng Fan was lame and proud, so he was not suitable for leading troops to fight.

Ah Yi has participated in the officer training regiment, but has no combat experience. When he was ambushing in the jungle just now, Ah Yi shrank into a ball, not even daring to show his head. It's even more impossible for him to lead the team.

The emergence of Long Wenwen just made up for such a vacancy.

Xia Yuan asked Long Wenwen to lead ten rout soldiers equipped with Sten submachine guns. The cat was on the right wing, and he led the rest of the rout soldiers. Using the camp left by the British, he dug trenches for combat and let the Japanese The speed of the devil's search of the mountain was not slow. Just after Long Wenwen and ten people left, the rout soldiers saw a group of khaki clothes appearing in the forest in the distance, approaching here in an inverted triangle formation. Jap.

When the Japanese devils saw the camp in front of them, they stopped and did not move forward.

Holding the gun, Meng Fanle asked in surprise, "What are these Japanese devils doing?"

Xia Yuan narrowed his eyes, looked at the Japanese devils, and said, "They are building a firepower point."

Ah Yi asked: "Did they find us?"

Xia Yuan suppressed his voice and said: "No, they just set up a firepower point before they act, so that when they encounter an enemy, they can quickly provide firepower support, and they won't waste time building firepower points."

As soon as the words fell, a team of seven or eight Japanese soldiers approached. Behind this group of Japanese soldiers, two machine gunners stood ready to give fire reinforcement to the search team at any time.

The rout soldiers huddled in the trenches that were not very deep, holding their guns and waiting quietly. They held their breath, not daring to take a breath. More than 50 Japanese soldiers had been scattered in the distance, and they only had thirty or so people. When the fight starts, they are definitely the ones who suffer.

The strength of the Japanese devils has penetrated into the hearts of the rout soldiers. If they hadn't just killed a few Japanese soldiers and boosted their morale, this group of rout soldiers would have been even more unbearable.

The defeated soldiers have the will to fight, but their disintegration has already worn down the will to fight, and it will not be overnight to rebuild the will to fight.

"They're coming, they're coming."

Ah Yi was trembling all over, especially the hand holding the gun.

Meng got annoyed and still did not forget to provoke Xia Yuan, saying: "Look, this is your soldier."

Xia Yuan squinted at the Japanese soldiers and said, "It's better than nothing. When you first went to the battlefield, could you do better than him? Not necessarily, there is a first time for everything."

More than 20 people were scattered on the defense line of the English military camp in a three-three system. The crooked trenches were also very simple.

Dealing with a small unit of the Japanese army is just an appetizer. If the Japanese army can be wiped out, it will definitely be a great encouragement to the rout soldiers.

He set up his carbine, and waited quietly for the eight Japanese soldiers to approach. The rout soldiers held their breath, waiting for Xia Yuan to issue an order to fight.

Long Wenwen led ten soldiers, with cats on the flanks. They lay down behind a reverse slope, carefully observing the behavior of the Japanese army. The rout soldiers grabbed their weapons nervously. Without enough sense of security, the long-term defeat made them tremble from the heart when they saw the Japanese army.

No one can keep calm in the face of life and death.

We are not qualified to judge them in that era.

"Machine guns, heavy machine guns, grenade launchers, the vanguard, the old tricks of the little Japanese devils. They haven't changed for so many years."

He looked at the gray sky, "It's just such an old tactic. People are beaten and fled, and scattered. They don't have a long memory. They really don't have a long memory."

Long Wenwen glanced at the front line of defense, and prayed that the head of the regiment was a good fighter. It was very difficult to fight more with less, especially when facing the Japanese army whose fighting power was far different from that of the enemy and us. Myanmar has been in contact with the Japanese devils for a long time, and the broken soldiers encountered on the road are group after group.

These rout soldiers have basically lost their fighting spirit, lost their shoes, ran away with guns, and there are Chinese rout soldiers everywhere. When they heard the gunshots, they ran faster than anyone else.

A group of people can be chased and beaten by two or three Japanese soldiers, and they don't even have the courage to fight back.

When he got here, this was the first unit he met to fight against the Japanese army. To his surprise, it was led by a regiment commander. I don't know if it was an illusion, but he could always feel that this defeated regiment There is a mysterious self-confidence in the long body, this kind of blind self-confidence is very scary.

It's just that I just met them, and it's not easy to intervene in the management of their team when they meet for the first time. After the other party has suffered a few defeats, I will intervene appropriately, relying on the rights given to me by the other party. Pull up a decent army and pick up the Chinese face from the ground.

Thinking in his heart, Long Wenwen poked his head out to observe again before he heard the shooting.

The Japanese soldiers had already touched the camp, and they were only more than 30 meters away from their position. He thought, "This regiment commander is really patient. If it were him, he probably couldn't wait a long time ago and shot."

Long Wenwen pondered in his heart, staring at the eight Japanese soldiers.

With their guns in hand, they kicked the empty cans that the British guy threw on the ground, and stared cautiously at the surroundings. The rout soldiers didn't even miss their heads, just waiting for Xia Yuan to issue the order to attack. They tasted the sweetness, at least they killed a dozen Japanese soldiers, and each of them more or less hit the enemy once or twice.

The Japanese soldiers were less than 20 meters away from their forward position, and the rout soldiers hiding behind the bunker could even clearly hear the chattering voices of the Japanese soldiers, which immediately made the rout soldiers nervous, and they didn't know what would meet them next. What, but know, the battle is about to begin.

"This is an English camp, and the Chinese have fled."

"We should go into those two rooms and have a look."

"Be careful, the Chinese are very cunning."

"There are still the fortifications they left behind."

The eight Japanese soldiers moved forward alternately. They exchanged winks, and their movements were often bold and cautious. They had already found the hiding place of the rout soldiers, and it was less than ten meters away. Their voices were so clear, and they made the rout soldiers If they don't understand, the broken soldiers can even hear the click of the Japanese soldiers stepping on the branches on the ground.

The surrounding air seemed to freeze at this moment.

Meng got annoyed and stared at Xia Yuan, not daring to say anything. Once he uttered a word, the Japanese soldiers could hear him. He didn't know what Xia Yuan was doing. The Japanese soldiers were already very close to them, so he walked a few steps forward. , You can see them wearing worn-out military uniforms, lying in the trenches.

Xia Yuan seemed to notice Meng Fanle's gaze, grinned, and shouted, "Hit!"

He sat up, picked up the gun and pulled the trigger at the firing point behind the Japanese soldier. The bullets whizzed through the open space and shot into the body of the Japanese soldier's machine gunner, who fell to the ground with a sound.

The broken soldiers' ah! ', let out a burst of exclamation, this is to cheer themselves up, and to increase their momentum by yelling, they leaned out half of their bodies, and shot at the Japanese soldiers with submachine guns indiscriminately, the Japanese soldiers were only seven or eight meters away from them The distance, such a short distance, the rout soldiers saw the bullets fired from the weapons in their hands hit the Japanese soldiers with clusters of blood bursting out.

This kind of close-range, almost face-to-face shooting, none of the eight Japanese soldiers was alive, and their bodies were covered with blood holes, and they fell to the ground.

The Japanese devils were dead, but the rout soldiers were still firing.

"Stop, stop, they're dead!"

Xia Yuan yelled, and the rout soldiers stopped their movements and stared fixedly at the Japanese soldiers lying in the pool of blood, a little unbelievable.

"What are you doing in a daze? You're looking for death, hurry up and hide!"

Xia Yuan looked at the dumbfounded rout soldiers, and was out of breath. The sound of shells from the grenade launchers of the Japanese devils sounded above his head. Yes, the heavy machine guns of the Japanese devils fired over, and the bullets formed into one piece, hitting the ground in front of them, making a dull sound.

Milong shouted:

"Head, when will you let me suddenly?"

"It's not your time, don't expose it!"

Xia Yuan shouted, and said to the rout soldiers: "Shoot, shoot freely!"

The rout soldiers lay on the bunker and fired at the Japanese devils deep in the jungle. The Japanese army did not have large-caliber artillery shells. The heavy firepower on them was still grenades, which were more powerful than grenades. The air waves generated by the explosion Rolled up gravel and sawdust on the ground and splattered everywhere.

Regardless of whether they saw the Japanese devils or not, the rout soldiers took various types of submachine guns from the English ammunition depot and fired into the depths of the jungle. The bursts of gunfire made the rout soldiers feel safe in their hearts. The sense that this is their people, their weapons emanate.

"Slow down the speed of the burst, wait for two or three seconds to fire a shot, wait for two or three seconds to fire a shot."

Although the rout soldiers didn't understand the meaning of doing this, they were right to listen to Xia Yuan's order. They killed eight Japanese devils just now, and each of them shot the enemy. This is equivalent to killing [-] Japanese devils. Devils also have their share, and since the forced landing, they have killed [-] Japanese devils, which was unimaginable in the past.

The Japanese devils are very cunning. While protecting themselves, they can also use their individual skills to the maximum to severely injure the enemy. They often fight the Japanese devils. The battle loss ratio is always nine to one, or even Ten to one.

That is to say, nine people must be sacrificed to kill one Japanese devil.

And killing twenty Japanese devils was something that none of the defeated soldiers had ever thought about. According to the past, if you want to kill twenty Japanese soldiers, you often need to pay the price of one company.

After a round of burst firing, Xia Yuan asked the rout soldiers to slow down their firing speed, creating a situation where there were not many bullets, and the sound of burst firing was much lower than before. Originally, he thought that he was encountering a large army of Japanese soldiers. A smile appeared on the army commander's face when he heard the gunshots gradually weakening.

"Mr. Mangosteen, the enemy's gunfire has weakened. You are wrong. This is just a group of routs. You lead a small team and surround them from the side. We will wipe out all the Chinese."

Long Wenwen, who was lying on the side, saw a detachment of Japanese soldiers bypassing the battlefield and wanted to touch it from the flank. He waved to the rout soldiers on the side to signal them to disperse.

The rout soldiers held their guns and stood up on the flanks. Long Wenwen retracted his body, and with the cover of Xia Yuan's gunshots, he said: "Load the gun, don't throw grenades, wait for the enemy to approach before shooting, aim and shoot!" .”

They are in the dark, the Japanese devils are in the light, and it is the Japanese devils who suffer.

On the frontal battlefield, Yao Ma and the others were still pulling the trigger, shooting at the Japanese soldiers approaching from the depths of the jungle. They had just obtained a room full of ammunition from England, and they had enough bullets.

Bura pulled the trigger and said, "Xiao Dongyang dare not stand up."

Yao Ma laughed loudly: "Fuck these bastards to death."

Kang Ya asked: "Why did the leader ask us to shoot, isn't this a waste of bullets?"

Yao Ma retracted his body, pressed the bullet, and said: "Since the head of the group wants to do this, then of course he has his reasons."

"Devil, the devil is coming up again."

Snake's butt spoke with a Cantonese accent and yelled. They quickly leaned out to check. Sure enough, Japanese soldiers came up again, and this time, there were more people than before.

"Fight or not?"

"What are you fighting for? Wait for our commander's order!"

"The Japanese devils have touched it! Let's fight it?"

The rout soldiers had different ideas, Xia Yuan didn't say a word, and they didn't know how to choose, whether to continue to pull the trigger at the previous frequency, or to rush towards the enemy.

A Yi said: "Commander, the enemy, the enemy has rushed up again."

Xia Yuan squinted his eyes and said nothing. He was observing the Japanese devils, and he was also observing the rout.