The squad leader didn't talk nonsense to him, and twisted the lid of a grenade and shouted: "Instead of seeing you being beaten to death, it's better to let me be killed by this grenade with you..."

While speaking, he pulled off the lead of the grenade, and in the grenade handle, he asked with a ferocious smile: "If you don't go and send the order, I won't throw this grenade."

Unexpectedly, the squad leader was forced to death. Looking at the squad leader's decisive expression, it didn't seem like a joke. When he looked at the squad leader's smokey grenade, he was distraught and shouted with a strong plea: "Squad leader?"

"roll!"

Helplessly, Wang Ermao could only grit his teeth and run with both hands and feet.

The squad leader quickly threw the grenade out, muttering: "Damn, I'm so scared that I almost felt soft."

Hearing the explosion, Wang Ermao looked back worriedly and saw the squad leader lying on the trench. It was obvious that it was fine. He wanted to run back and live and die with the squad leader. However, the squad leader twisted the lid of a grenade again, and smiled at him while pulling the lead: "Emao, remember, you are a squad leader, you will be a soldier of a squad for the rest of your life. You must pass on the fighting spirit of our squad, this is an order."

Wang Ermao suddenly understood the good intentions of the squad leader, and also knew that even if he ran to the squad leader now and continued to fight, it was no longer as meaningful as he was alive. Living himself not only represents his own life, but also represents the lives of eleven soldiers in the class. Only by living can he be worthy of their current efforts, their instructions, their spirit of tenacious struggle and never giving up... I must live well.

"Squad Leader, I will live well and pass on the fighting spirit of our squad...Squad Leader, take care!" Wang Ermao, who ran and shouted, did not notice that his tears were flowing down his cheeks, nor did he notice that his voice was so hoarse, so powerful, shocking the valley and penetrating people's hearts!

The squad leader held a grenade and shook his hand with a smile, then pulled off the lead of the grenade and threw it towards the Japanese. When he turned around, he wiped his eyes. Seeing that there were water stains on the back of his hand, he couldn't help but smile bitterly and muttered: "Oh! Today's wind and sand are so damn big!"

Then he was shocked that there were no grenades at hand... Previously, when the comrades retreated, they left all grenades according to their orders. There were nearly two hundred, and there were not less than thirty ones by his side. In just a few minutes, they were thrown out. It can be seen from it how dangerous the situation on the battlefield was. To put it more unpleasant, the grenades could support it until now.

Seeing that there was no gunfire on the second line of defense, the Japanese did not throw away the grenade that made them grit their teeth with hatred, and immediately became energetic and charged even more vigorously.

Seeing this scene, the squad leader was anxious! He glanced around him, but fortunately, there were more or less grenades around his comrades.

He quickly ran over, grabbed a grenade, opened the lid, pulled off the lead, and didn't even take a look at it, so he threw it down.

"boom!"

"Ah! Ah!"

After an explosion, two screams immediately came.

The old squad leader is a veteran and has a lot of experience.

He felt that he had just thrown a grenade down so easily, and it was only about ten meters away from the defense line. The Japanese screamed, that is to say, the Japanese were only about ten meters away from their defense line at most.

He was even more anxious.

In his opinion, even if he dies, he will have to invite a few more Japanese to bury him. How could he let the Japanese rush up so easily?

He threw two grenades down one after another. Then, he picked up the third grenade, twisted the lid, pulled off the lead, and took the number of seconds of the explosion of the grenade, suddenly he looked down, but saw that the Japanese had already rushed to the bottom of the defense line and were rushing up the slope. He was anxious and threw them to the place where the Japanese were most concentrated without thinking.

Otherwise, "If you are afraid of death, you will be invincible in the world."

He was the only one, but because of the constant throwing grenades and moving them, the Japanese basically had no good way to deal with him, and even with a grenade counterattack could not be blown up. For a moment, the Japanese didn't know whether they were killed by his tricks and did not dare to charge, or they did not want to lose too much force at this time. The Japanese who climbed the hills on both sides would climb to the top. At this time, there was no need to consume unnecessary losses of troops. It would be better to wait for the comrades climbing up on both sides and attack them on three sides, and they would definitely take this position in one go.

The Japanese desperation made the old squad leader live a little more time.

Just as the old squad leader was running and throwing grenades down happily, suddenly!

"Squad leader!"

A faint voice suddenly interrupted the squad leader's movement.

The squad leader looked at the sound in disbelief. It turned out to be a soldier in his squad. However, there was a large piece of blood on the chest and blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth. Obviously, his chest was hit and he would not live long.

He ran over, helped Xiao Peng to sit up, and asked, "Xiao Peng, how are you?"

"Squad leader, I... cough! Cough!" Xiao Peng was extremely injured. As soon as he opened his mouth and said a few words, he started coughing, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding more, but he still insisted on saying, "Squad leader, can you make me a cluster grenade? I... I want to pull a few more... a few Japanese guys... bury me with me, cough! Cough!"

"Okay! Don't talk, I'll do it."

The squad leader's eyes immediately turned red and his voice was a little hoarse.

Xiao Peng is from Tongren County. When the Japanese attacked Tongren County, they were blocked by the defenders for a while. They ignored the lives and death of the people in the city and shot wildly. Xiao Peng's parents disappeared in that shelling. After learning the news, Xiao Peng went straight to join the guerrillas. Later, they were selected to join the assault regiment.

To be honest, Xiao Peng trains seriously, but he is not very brave. Not to mention his comrades in the same class, even the squad leader himself encourages Xiao Peng, but in his heart, he really looks down on Xiao Peng... A coward is a coward, and he will be looked down upon by everyone, let alone in an army that pays attention to iron blood.

However, I never expected that he would show his true nature at a critical moment. Now, Xiao Peng still has such courage, which is really beyond the expectations of the squad leader, and also touched and proud.

The squad leader understood even more that at this moment, the last moment has come.

So, he quickly made two cluster grenades with the collected grenades.

Put one at Xiao Peng's hand and smiled at Xiao Peng, "Brother, I'll take a step first, and I'll go down and find a way for you."

After saying that, he pulled off the lead, jumped into the trench and rushed down.

"Little Japanese, I'm going to be your eight generations of ancestors!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang..."

"boom!"

Hearing the unusual and unusually loud explosion, Xiao Peng knew in his heart that the squad leader had left.

He tried hard to open his eyes, took a deep breath, ignored the Japanese devils getting closer and closer, looked up at the blue sky, for a long time...

Sudden!

He pulled off the lead and exerted all his strength in a burst of blue smoke, shouting: "Dad! Mom! I am worthy of my ancestors, and I avenge you!"

"boom!"

Heroic death for the country!

The second line of defense was also announced to be broken!

Now, the assault regiment has only the third line of defense left.

(After this battle, Zhang Qingshan immediately ordered the reconstruction of the first squad of the second platoon, select elite troops to supplement, and serve as Wang Ermao as the squad leader of the squad. Perhaps he was really blessed by his comrades who died. Although Wang Ermao participated in countless battles later, he had been alive... On his dying day, his last words were "Please bury me in Qinglong Mountain, I want to report to my squad leader and comrades: I have been living well for them in my life.")

At this moment, the battlefield was silent, so quiet that it made people cold, but it made people angry from the bottom of their hearts.

I don’t know if it was shocked by the resistance of the first squad or because of other plans, after the Japanese captured the second line of defense, they did not charge the third line of defense in one go as they did before. Instead, they took a short break and concentrated their troops and redeployed them to prepare for the more cruel battle... In order to prevent the people on the third line of defense from shooting them cold guns, they also took the initiative to withdraw from the second line of defense, just to send people to guard them under the line of defense.

For the officers and soldiers of the third company on the third line of defense, they were extremely angry when they watched their comrades who died in order to cover themselves; they were extremely sad and angry when they saw the eleven soldiers sacrificed so bravely and heroically; they thought that the Japanese were about to rush up next, and they were extremely anxious... At this moment, there was no need to say anything, and just anger was enough to burn everything. This was probably what the art of war said, "Misfortune soldiers will win"!

Zhang Qingshan was also sad and angry, but he understood the truth that "kindness does not control the army, and anger does not raise troops!", so he always restrained his anger.

He knew that everything had a degree, especially now, we could no longer boost morale. Otherwise, if we encouraged it, the comrades were blinded by anger, and might give up on defending the third line of defense and rush down to fight the Japanese devils. That would be a loss.

So, he walked along the trench, constantly reminding everyone to be careful of the Japanese shells and avoid them.

But in his heart, he kept counting the number of people silently.

The third company originally had 137 people, but because of the losses of the first and second two defense lines, there are still 107 people left. It does not include the six people lost by the stretcher team and the one person lost by the medical team. In other words, a total of 37 people were lost. Almost all of the two soldiers who were put down and retreated were injured, which shows how fierce the battlefield was.

But what made Zhang Qingshan both sigh and proud was that there were only three seriously injured people, and all three were rescued after being unconscious by shells. Are there no other seriously injured people? No! There are definitely.

But where have they been?

It really made everyone proud: in order not to drag everyone down and to kill more Japanese, none of the seriously injured retreated and all died in battle... Like a squad, when the soldiers on the first line of defense retreated, the few seriously injured were the ones who covered them. They insisted on the rear of the palace, otherwise they would commit suicide on the spot, and everyone would cry when they saw it, but everyone felt extremely proud and proud of having such comrades and brothers.

Just when Zhang Qingshan felt a breath of panic in his chest, his guard Sun Bingcheng ran back.

"Report!"

Zhang Qingshan's brows immediately frowned, looked at Sun Bingcheng with displeasure, and asked, "Why have you been there for so long?"

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Chapter completed!