Wang Fugui is a squad leader of the 13th Division of the Northwest Army. At the age of 34, he has been fighting with Marshal Feng for 12 years. Because of his cautious personality, he does not seek merit but seeks to save his life, so he has only been a squad leader for many years in the army. However,
As a veteran, he has developed excellent life-saving skills on the battlefield. When he hears the sound of gunfire and artillery, he knows how to hide and hide. He has some experience in driving away evil and avoiding disasters. Battalion Commander and Company Commander
Sometimes I have to ask for his advice, so he is considered the number one person in the camp.
Wang Fugui hasn't been feeling so good recently. Since the Northwest Army launched its offensive, a group of sharpshooters appeared on the opposite side of the Eastern Front. The guns were extremely accurate and concealed. During the chaotic battle, they had no idea which direction the bullets were coming from.
The officers on his side fell one after another.
Wang Fugui estimated based on experience that these sharpshooters fired from at least two hundred meters away. Now the superiors are afraid to come to the front line to command. Two days ago, they even heard that the deputy commander of the adjacent 23rd Division was shot 400 meters away.
Killed with one shot.
Four hundred meters was no longer safe, and now the entire Eastern Front was in panic. The frontline officers were all in danger and called this group of ghost gunmen.
Fortunately, these ghosts only attack officers and heavy machine gunners, not soldiers. Now even if those machine gunners are forced by their officers to go up to the heavy machine gun positions, as soon as the officers leave, the machine gunners will immediately retreat to the trench and squat. Who the hell?
Hit whomever you like.
On this day, the most memorable event in Wang Fugui's life happened.
Wang Fugui's eyelids were twitching as he was led into the battalion headquarters by the orderly soldiers. When he heard the order from the battalion commander, a chill ran from head to toe. What? Go to the woods to the east to search and eliminate the ghost gunmen?
Wang Fugui knew that there was a forest to the east between the two positions. No one dared to send large troops to occupy it because the target was too obvious and could easily be covered by the opponent's artillery fire. Now the superiors were sure that there must be ghost gunmen there, and decided to use their elite troops to attack
Elite, send a small force into the woods to eliminate or drive away the ghost gunmen.
"Brother Fugui, I really have no choice this time. Each battalion has to send people. Those who must have served as soldiers for more than five years will be personally led by the commander of the security company of the headquarters. That is Li Tielong from the Double Gun Town in Guanxi.
Our camp relies on your life-saving skills. If you send others there, I'm afraid they won't be able to come back. Brother, I promise you, as long as you can come back, I won't keep a penny of the 30 yuan from you, I will give it all to you.
You." The battalion commander said to Wang Fugui sincerely.
Wang Fugui scolded his mother in his heart: "You also know that if you have a relationship, you will almost die, so why bother sending money to it? Money can only be spent if you have a life. If you lose your life, give me money to have more eggs to use."
You may be scolded, but orders must be carried out! Even if the battalion commander is being polite to you now, if you dare to say not to try, not one or two deserters will be shot at his hands.
At night, thirty people gathered in the front trenches, all veterans selected from each battalion and company. They were listening to a bald man's lecture: "They are all born from their mother's womb. Don't scare yourself.
What kind of machine ghost, one shot can still make a hole. It has been determined that there is only one gun going off, and there are at most two people. We thirty men can't deal with it?
You have eaten meat, drank wine, and carried the ocean in your pockets today, so don’t give me any trouble. Let’s go in tonight and they can still see us? If they don’t fire their guns tomorrow morning, we won’t move either. As long as they
If you dare to shoot, we will pounce directly, no matter what ghosts or ghosts he is, they will all be destroyed."
Wang Fugui knew that this bald man was Li Tielong, the company commander of the headquarters security company. He was an expert at using shell guns with both hands. He could hit any target within fifty steps. He also had good martial arts skills and was able to fight with two guns to suppress Kansai in the army.
name.
But Wang Fugui is not optimistic about this operation at all, not for any other reason, but because his eyelids have been twitching all the time. Wang Fugui believes in his intuition very much. Relying on this, he has been in the army for more than ten years without any scratches on his body.
It has been broken before. But today is different. Even my legs are shaking slightly, which is not a good sign!
Taking advantage of the darkness before dawn, thirty elite veterans quietly sneaked into the woods...
Wang Fugui crouched, and there was silence in his ears, except for the sound of the leaves rustling in the breeze.
He probed forward gently step by step. He didn't know why he did this. He just relied on his intuition, and didn't even care about the contemptuous look in the eyes of the veteran next to him. He was careful to use the Wannian Ship! His intuition told him that this woods was not a safe place.
place.
Suddenly, there was a "swish" sound, followed by a scream, and not far away, a veteran was suddenly knocked upright by a crooked tree and hung upside down in the air.
"There is a trap!" "Exposed!" Everyone's hearts went cold. They all lay on the ground, watching the hanging figure swaying and struggling in the air.
A voice calling "Help" came, but no one dared to move. Who dared to save her?
Everyone didn't want the hanging man to make any more noise, and they were so anxious that they broke out in cold sweat. But unfortunately, the soft calls of "help" turned into loud screams and screams, and finally..."
Bang!" There was a gunshot, and the woods finally fell silent again. Only the black figure that was killed in the air was still dangling in front of everyone's eyes, which was extremely terrifying and frightening.
Wang Fugui pressed his face tightly to the ground, trying not to look at the hanging figure who was beaten to death by Double Gun Guanxi. His back was soaked with cold sweat, and his eyelids were so twitching that even his face was twitching.
I don't know how long it took, maybe a minute, maybe half an hour, Wang Fugui finally raised his head. There was still silence around him, except for the sound of the wind, no, there was something that made a "hissing" sound that was smashed out of nowhere.
Come down, one, two, three...
"Hands**!" someone yelled, and a series of violent explosions covered up the shouts and screams. Wang Fugui pressed his face tightly to the ground again, regardless of the explosions around him, no matter if anyone jumped up and was killed, or
He was screaming like he was caught in a trap, no matter who was screaming and shooting wildly everywhere, shooting at enemies who didn't know which direction they were in... or their own people...
The handguns thrown in the darkness kept exploding, and nothing could be seen. Everyone was confused, frightened, and wanted to escape back, out of the woods, out of this darkness full of the shadow of death.
Everyone who stood up was dead. Wang Fugui heard a low "Puff! Puff!" sound mixed in with the explosion. Every time there was a sound, there was the sound of someone falling to the ground. He remained motionless, and his heart almost beat fast.
The baby popped out of his mouth, but his instinct told him not to move.
He knew it was a gunshot, but he didn't know why there was such a light gunshot. It was as light as the shy murmur of the girl from the next village during his first tryst.
The gun finally stopped exploding, and the woods fell into silence again. Only the injured people in the distance were screaming and wailing. These shrill sounds floated in the wind, louder and smaller, like ghosts calling. I was already trembling all over.
But Wang Fugui, who was still lying on the ground, was closer to the edge of mental collapse. He could no longer feel his breathing, but he still insisted on lying on his stomach, even if he died of suffocation.