The leader of the platoon was Wu Gui. Although he was not well educated, he was also from the big-headed soldiers, but he was cautious and had a lot of experience in the battlefield. He arranged a row of main forces in three houses not far away, with horns arranged in a position, and could cover each other with a distance of not far away. Two Czech light machine guns were placed on both wings, and a few more rovers were placed in the courtyard between the three main defense points to take care of them. The small building where the three rows were located was behind the triangle, and they were a diamond. If you want to launch a defense line attack, this arrangement would be too conservative and inconvenient to deploy, but if you fight for defense, it would be solid.

After the initial panic, the third company commander and the first platoon commander finally made the defense system run. The machine guns on both wings began to cross-cover and shoot, and the grenades of the scattered rovers began to fly over the wall, with cold guns constantly. The Japanese had few troops, and their attempts to attack were fruitless. They did not want to fight. They left more than ten corpses, and decisively withdrew from the contact distance and retreated.

"Company Commander, Company Commander, the Japanese seem to have retreated."

"I'm watching, why are you yelling?" The third company commander poked his head around the window. Seeing that the ghost had indeed retreated, he retracted and sat down against the wall, took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth.

"Dark Huangya, a waste who can't be helped, took the second row and almost even got it." Shaking his hand, extinguished the match after litting the cigarette, and continued, "Didn't it mean that the Second Battalion will come up? What about the people? The Japanese have all come. Their Second Battalion is not even as good as the Japanese, and they can even kill a bird."

As he was talking, the communication soldiers in the camp crawled in through the back window.

"Reported, the battalion commander ordered that all the first battalion hold their existing positions, pay attention to observation, do not let the enemy miss it, and do not act without authorization."

After listening to the mission report, the third company commander said to the communication soldier: "Hey, I was just now, you are here. You are the battalion commander's tail, with clear eyes and clear eyes. I ask you, didn't you say that the second battalion will come up? Why aren't you still not seeing anyone?"

"Second Battalion? Oh, it seems that the regiment has changed its plan. The regiment commander said that the number of Japanese vanguard troops would not be too large, and it was not worth fighting in front of street battles. He asked the Second Battalion to divert the route around the riverside and go to the dock along the river bank with the Third Battalion."

Zhao Yong looked at the rows of bullet holes on the wooden wall on the second floor and the mess inside, patted the big man on the shoulder and said, "I'm so kind. Chief Hu lay on the floor and the platoon leader drilled under the bed. You are so old and you have been standing in the corner of the wall without getting shot. Which god are you worshiping? Tell me, I'll worship him in the future."

The big man blushed, and he was still afraid. After Hu Yi's reminder, the platoon leader suddenly slipped into the broken bed beside him. He reacted slowly and had not yet figured out what the situation was. He had already begun to stage in front of him. He had also been suppressed by machine guns in the trenches in the streets and alleys. He didn't feel anything. He always thought he was brave and not afraid of death. However, when all this happened indoors, he was frightened by the strange scene like a recruit, with his legs weak, and he leaned directly against the corner of the wall behind him. Except for his pupils that were rapidly expanding, he could not do anything.

Wang Laoxiao sat on the broken bed smoking. "I said Zhao Yong, you can see if you see it in advance in the future. As soon as you climb upstairs, you hugged the big fool and cried, making me think he had the ball dead."

"He glared and poked it there, like a piece of wood, but I didn't know..." Zhao Yong stopped his words and sat down next to Mr. Wang, "Platform leader, we ran in the rain all night last night. Look at the clothes are still wet, tired and cold. The Japanese have retreated now, but our room is so tall and the guns are also opened. I can't help but have a cold gun to greet us in a while, and maybe with a grenade launcher. I want me to say, we can go downstairs to sleep, anyway, there is a row in front."

Mr. Wang exhaled a puff of cigarette, "You are the one who dies. You are wet and you will fall ill and cannot get up after sleeping. Those who lack medical treatment and medicine will have to find a pit to bury you within three days. Do you believe it?"

Zhao Yong pursed his mouth and said nothing. Wang Laozuo thought to himself. Zhao Yong was half right. The Japanese retreated, and the small building also exposed its firepower. When the fog dissipated, he had to go to the other side. The company commander, the unethical thing, gave the third row of unlucky errands in order to revenge. It was a worry.

Hu Yi pressed four bullets into the gun, filled the bullet compartment, then leaned the gun on the wall beside him, then stood up from the ground, rolled up his sleeves, clapped his hands, and went down the stairs along the stairs.

"Silly boy, have you been a soldier? You have to have the awareness of joining the army and get up to work now."

The silly boy was afraid that no one would pay attention to him. Now when he heard Hu Yi's greeting, he quickly stood up from the corner. His dirty face was filled with joy, and he gestured a military salute in an extremely irregular manner: "Yes, Brother Hu, I will do whatever you say you want me to do, and I will never be vague."

Hu Yi found a bucket, walked to the water tank to scoop water, and said without looking back: "Search me all the houses in these two alleys in a radius, and bring back whatever you can eat."

"Ah? OK! I'll go now." This silly boy was working and left the door when he finished speaking.

The voice can be heard upstairs. Zhao Yong turned his face and looked at Wang Laoxiao, "Platform leader, have you heard it? You're starting to show off your power now. He doesn't let a child go, and he won't even take a gun. What if he hits the Japanese?"

Mr. Wang didn't understand what Hu Yi was selling in the gourd. He was wondering when he saw Hu Yi coming with a bucket of water.

Hu Yi doesn't like pity or sympathy. He has been a beard since he was a child and only believes in the word "morality". Last night, the silly boy sat in the mud and made Hu Yi look at him with admiration. Although he is young, he is still a man. If he is a man, he has to do things for men, and it has nothing to do with age. When he is eight years old, he has to carry swords and guns with the beards to rob Daoer. If he doesn't go, he will have no meals. Who can I ask for? Besides, this silly boy is very clever. His ability to find food is definitely better than that of the big guy and Zhao Yong. Even if there are really Japanese nearby, Hu Yi believes that he can avoid Japanese first, and Japanese may not be able to find him.

In the puzzled eyes of Mr. Wang Zhao Yong and the big man, Hu Yi raised the bucket and poured the water on the wooden wall on the second floor. With a rattle, he dripped all over the floor. He turned around and went downstairs to carry another bucket to continue splashing water.

"He was crazy. Did he get his head broken just now?"

Mr. Wang couldn't sit still, so he threw the cigarette and patted his butt to stand up, "I said Xiao Hu, what are you doing?"

"We will light the wooden wall over there in a while. We are afraid that the fire will burn too quickly, so wet the place first."

When Zhao Yong heard Hu Yi's words, his chin almost fell to the ground. "What? Are you pouring water on fire? Are you crazy? The platoon leader, he is definitely crazy."

Mr. Wang didn't believe Hu Yi was crazy, but instead thought Hu Yi's words were interesting, "Well, I said Xiao Hu, don't worry. Can you tell me in detail? What's the idea? Let's do it together."

Hu Yi put down the bucket, shook the water in his hand, and replied calmly: "Look the wall on the second floor. When the Japanese saw that the fire had caught fire in this building, they would not care about this target anymore. We will use this fire to dry all our clothes. If the fool can get something to eat in a while, then we will even solve the problem with breakfast. I hope the cooks will come to deliver the food, and maybe we will starve to death."

"This, what if the fire is too big and the room is burned out?" The big man interrupted in a daze.

Mr. Wang suddenly opened his eyes and lit up, "Hehe... Hahaha... I said, "Big, this is not a room for you to marry a wife, why do you feel sorry for? It's better if he burns it all, so we don't have to be a target here." He stepped forward and punched Hu Yi on the shoulder, "Xiao Hu, you really have you, you can't accept it. My old king is too far from you." He turned around and ordered Zhao Yong: "There will be a fire in a while. You go to the company commander to report it, and it will be said that the Japanese gun broke the kerosene lamp. Everything is normal so that he won't be nervous."

They did it as soon as they were done. The four of them started working in the small building. The big man and Zhao Yong took over Hu Yi's work of bringing water, and even poured water on the ceiling. Wang Laozui pulled off the broken bed and piled the wooden wall on the dry side from the broken bed and lit it with a match.
Chapter completed!