A dense gunshot sounded in front of the Japanese army, and tracer bullets quickly drew bright red ballistics in the night, weaving a fire net.

Seeing the Japanese shooting, Qiao Yunqi, the company commander of the fifth company, knew that he had lost his chance to secretly pick up the enemy, so he shouted firmly: "Let's fire! Attack!"

"Da da, da da da..."

"Da da, da da da..."

Czech light machine guns on both sides of the offensive line sounded, and long flames shot violently at the Japanese fire points.

Before the company commander finished speaking, Qin Weihua shouted loudly: "Second 2, please pay attention and leap forward!"

As soon as Qin Weihua finished speaking, he saw his subordinates jumping up and attacking the Japanese fire net.

Qin Weihua supported the ground with his left hand and was about to get up and charge. Somehow he stared at Yang An who was adjacent to the second squad, but found that the boy plunged into the individual bunker, his body tightly against the bottom of the individual bunker.

A soldier next to Qin Weihua just stood up and encountered several beautiful red lines. The bright red trajectory pierced his body. His body trembled sharply, and blood mist spewed out from behind him. He screamed "Ah-" and then another red line pierced his body. The scream stopped abruptly and fell to the ground.

The bullets shot into the body of the comrades, making a "punch, pounce, pounce" sound, as well as his screams, and his warm and moist feeling, all scared Qin Weihua. He almost instinctively lie down quickly. The danger happened beside him, which really scared Qin Weihua. He was slightly stunned, and then woke up. He wiped the sticky blood from his face, and a bloody smell surged into his nose again. He realized that a close comrades had fallen on this land forever. The strong bloody smell aroused his blood. He quickly stood up, holding a rifle in his right hand, and shouted loudly: "Brothers of Class 2! Go!"

Yang An heard the scream on the left, turned his head and saw a figure penetrated by several bright red trajectories and fell to the ground. The figure formed a sharp contrast with the bright red trajectories passing by in the air. Yang An's head once had "intimate" contact with the bullet, and the blood scab had not yet fallen off. The contact left the shadow of death and fear that has not yet been eliminated.

Seeing this bright red trajectory flashing, it was like the blood-red tongue of a devil, which devoured the lives of his comrades. The disappearance of this life was right in front of him, because the Japanese army used tracer bullets, making the process of death so clear.

During the day, the flight of bullets is invisible. Only by seeing the plants interrupted by bullets and the waves of soil that can we know that the bullets are coming. In this case, although we will feel fear, Yang An can still maintain normal movement and battle when this fear comes. At this time, Yang An saw the bright red tracks of tracer and fallen figure, which undoubtedly amplified Yang An's almost instinctive fear in his heart. Leaning in the cover made him lose a trace of courage to fight.

Then, Yang An saw Qin Weihua jumping up and saw the bright red ballistic passing by both sides of his body, his heart hung in his throat. Yang An did not notice his body trembling, but the involuntary urge to urinate made him realize his fear and nervousness at this moment. He secretly hated why he was so unscrupulous, and secretly hated the person who invented the tracer bullet, which allowed people to clearly see the life and death line drawn by Yan Luo.

The firepower of the Chinese military machine gun was obviously stronger than that of the Japanese positions. Several Japanese firepower points disappeared for a while, but they were quickly resurrected, and continued to spew out long tongues of flames. As the long tongues of flames extended, they were bright red ballistics, pointing directly to the direction of the Chinese soldiers' advance.

The Japanese commander quickly realized the gap in firepower, looked at the figure moving forward quickly in the cotton field, and issued a new order.

"Boom, boom, boom", grenade launchers exploded in the cotton field, raising huge fire and smoke. The flashing flames illuminated the figures of the soldiers of the Kuomintang, exposing them to the sight of the Japanese army, and soon the figures were obscured by the rising smoke and dust.

As the explosion sounded frequently, soldiers of the national army were overturned to the ground, and cunning screams kept coming.

The first round of attack of the National Army was repelled by the Japanese intensive grenade bombing, and some soldiers were lying down on the spot, waiting for the company's main force's next round of attack.

The second squad leader Qin Weihua had just jumped forward and had not yet run thirty steps when he saw the Japanese grenade launcher grenades explode densely and retreated with the team.

The strafing of Japanese machine guns continued, penetrated the smoke of gunpowder, and the bright red trajectory extended to the distance and disappeared into the night.

Four-eyed platoon leader Yuan Qifu came to the second squad, and three squad leaders gathered around him.

Yuan Qifu summoned the three squad leaders until they were discussing the next round of attack. As soon as Qin Weihua saw the platoon leader, he shouted: "Plane leader, look at that coward!"

When Yuan Qifu passed by a squad, he saw Yang An hidden in a bunker. Because he had been fighting with Yang An for a day, he was also very surprised by Yang An's current performance, because during the day and at night, Yang An's performance was completely different. However, Yuan Qifu did not show his inner surprise, but said a big truth indifferently: "He is still a recruit now, and has just been in the army for two days. I was not as promising as him."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Jiabao said, "Hey, your eyes are full of breath. Why don't you stare at my new recruits? I want me to say, if you encounter this tough battle, you will probably wet your pants long ago."

After saying that, Tang Jiabao smiled meaningfully.

In the cotton field, Japanese grenades were still firing continuously. The explosion of fire was already very weak when it hits here, but Qin Weihua still saw Tang Jiabao's ridiculous face. At this time, Qin Weihua's heart was stinging. Since he learned that Yang An had been promoted twice in a row and almost became his immediate superior deputy platoon leader, he felt dissatisfied. As soon as he saw Yang An today, he always felt that he was a little annoying.

The army is a place where the strong advocates. Yang An, the hero in the eyes of the commanders, would not have any ideas if Qin Weihua had really been like the commanders said. However, in the first round of attack at night, Yang An was so unbearable that he had been staying in the cover. This made Qin Weihua's dissatisfaction even more. Even on this battlefield, Qin Weihua, a big-headed soldier, did not hide his dissatisfaction or dissatisfaction in his heart. Therefore, he expressed his feelings when he saw the platoon leader. He did not expect that the four-eyed platoon leader was not caring at all and he also protected Yang An and spoke. Tang Jiabao's ridicule made him have a deeper impression of Yang An and looked down on this "little white face" even more.

After a brief discussion, the four-eyed platoon leader made arrangements for the next battle. At this time, the Japanese grenade launcher grenade finally stopped. The Chinese army's machine gun firepower aimed at the Japanese light and heavy machine gun firepower points. The Japanese firepower points were knocked out from time to time, and then quickly resurrected, spewing out a long tongue of flames again.

"One row! Go!" The four-eyed platoon leader seized the opportunity to issue an offensive order.

With a command, a row of brothers jumped forward one after another. One by one, they held rifles and moved forward, quickly moving through the cotton field. Some of them quickly moved twenty or thirty meters and then fell down, while others continued to move forward quickly in the bright red trajectory. They fell to the ground until they advanced forty or fifty meters. After lying down, some of them adjusted their breathing in place, preparing to jump forward quickly the next time, while others fell down and crawled forward.

Yang An lay in the cover, and suddenly, he patted his back with one hand, which shocked his body.
Chapter completed!