Xinmin Hospital's capacity to admit the wounded is very limited, and the wards and corridors are full of wounded. The hospital has started to build a pergola in this small courtyard.

In the afternoon, Yang An went with the truck to the front line of the 10th Division to transport the wounded, and then went to the place where he had been in the morning to transport the wounded.

This time when he arrived at the transfer point, Yang An saw a short, middle-aged soldier with a greasy apron around his waist. He could tell at a glance that he was a cook. Along the way, the cook said in a Chinese accent: "These two

A company of nearly 300 men was almost out of action here. The battalion commander said that the fierce attack of the 17th and 10th divisions had created a squeeze on the battlefield. This fierceness was transmitted to the entire battlefield. The little devils attacked like crazy, looking for death.

Attack. The Japanese army tried to open a breakthrough, so the fighting at every intersection was extremely fierce. As soon as a company went up at noon, half of it was killed by Japanese naval guns. The Japanese also reinforced it with mortars, grenade launchers, and

It’s accurate, but I don’t know how many people have died. Hey, this battle is really unwinnable. Now I don’t know how many people will be able to breathe when we go up there?”

After saying that, the cook loaded the rifle with bullets and moved forward on guard while leading the three handymen who came with Yang An.

Arriving at the entrance of the alley, Yang An also stepped forward and stuck his head out to observe the battlefield. "Oh, no, the Japanese are coming, and there seems to be no one left on the fortifications." The cook exclaimed softly.

"You guys are here, I'm going to take care of them." The cook said resolutely, as if taking care of them was just a small dish.

Yang An knew that he was determined to die, but he felt that he should do something, so he quickly grabbed the cook and said firmly: "It's too late, it's up to me."

Yang An quickly crawled low and climbed to the three major covers he saw in the morning. He took out bullets and filled the magazine sideways. He hurriedly took two more bullets and put them in his pockets. He quickly climbed to the short section of fortifications on the left side of the street.

.Yang An saw that a dozen Japanese soldiers had advanced to about 90 meters away from the first fortification. One Japanese soldier lay down on the spot with a machine gun, while the others crouched and cautiously advanced forward.

Yang An decided to start greeting the machine gunner. He folded the towel around his neck three times and placed it on the sandbag. He adjusted the inspection scale, kneeled down and took out the gun. The lower handguard of the rifle was pressed on the towel. He pushed the bullet into the chamber and took a deep breath.

In one breath, aim and fire, pull and push the bolt to load again, quickly aim and fire at the next enemy... without looking at the shooting effect at all, repeat this five times, then load the bullet, and prepare to shoot again.

The commander in the first line of fortifications was company commander Lin Zhentang. Hearing the rhythmic gunshots behind the fortifications, he secretly thought: "It's not good, now the whole company is finally going to be wiped out!" I immediately felt something was wrong because I heard the Japanese soldiers falling to the ground.

Screaming, Lin Zhentang cheered up and shouted: "Hit--!"

Three soldiers in the fortification drew their guns and started shooting.

The cook didn't expect that this student boy's marksmanship was so good. He shot down five Japs five times in a row, and there was even a machine gunner. Five Japs were shot in a row, and even the machine gun misfired. The remaining Japs lay down on the ground, observing each other.

The shooter's position. The cook crouched and quickly moved towards the first fortification.

When the Japs were observing, Yang An was loading bullets and did not find any Japanese soldiers or shooters, so he quickly advanced forward again, reaching forty or fifty meters into the fortifications. There was no cover. The Japs were in a dilemma and became a living target. A Japs shot at

A grenade was thrown in front of the fortification, and a burst of gunpowder smoke rose in front of the fortification. Then three more Japanese soldiers fired the grenade knowingly, trying to use the explosive smoke as a cover for the attack. The bullets in Yang An's gun ran out again, hitting four

He was a Japs. Watching the Japs approaching the first fortification, he was secretly anxious and deeply shocked by the Japs’ desperate efforts. At this time, his bullets were no longer a threat to the Japs who were ducking forward, so he loaded the bullets.

, lie down and watch the changes.

The three soldiers in the fortification were loading bullets. When they saw the Japanese rushing towards them desperately, their momentum naturally weakened, and they became panicked and at a loss.

Lin Zhentang was already feeling dizzy due to the bleeding. After he shouted the "fight" command, he almost used up all his strength. With twenty shots of the shell gun and about ten rounds of ammunition, he no longer had the strength to pick up the gun.

, in a daze, he heard that the rhythmic gunfire had ended, and then heard the explosion of a Japanese grenade near the fortification. Hearing this explosion, Lin Zhentang tried hard to open his eyes, but his eyelids were too heavy.

He was desperate. Then there were three more sounds of grenade explosions. The despair and the sound shocked his soul. He regained consciousness, but he still couldn't open his eyes. He heard the footsteps of the Japanese rushing up.

"Don't let the Japs occupy the defense line!" This belief aroused potential strength, and he tried his best to stare. Lin Zhentang stood up, held up the pistol with his right hand, and pointed the gun to the left. Starting from the Japs on the far right, he fired angry bullets.

It took almost half a breath or one breath to fire all ten rounds of bullets. These four devils never thought that the distance of ten meters would become a distance that could never be crossed.

The cook watched the company commander Lin Zhentang fall towards the fortification, lie down on the fortification, and quickly rushed forward, shooting at several injured Japanese soldiers who fell to the ground until he confirmed that they were all dead.

After being confused and nervous, the three veterans in the fortification collapsed and lay down behind the fortification, gasping for air. Yang An took the rifle with three handymen to the first fortification, and a veteran with a face filled with gunpowder smoke came to him.

He stretched out his thumb and saw the corpses of Japanese soldiers scattered all over the ground. Yang An had no joy of victory at all, no complacency of success.

The three veterans loaded their bullets and loaded their guns, jumped out of the fortifications, cleared the battlefield, and killed the Japanese who were not dead yet to prevent any remaining Japanese. Yang An, while on guard, collected nearly a hundred rounds of bullets and took off a Japanese gun.

Armed belt, put the bullets into the magazine box of the armed belt, and slung it on his shoulder. He also took a new kettle, lunch box, watch, an officer's leather bag, a raincoat, and first aid from a Japanese lieutenant.

One medicine pack and one bag of sulfa powder.

The tough guy who knew from the cook that the last blow was Lin Zhentang, lieutenant commander of the ninth company of a certain regiment of the Shanghai Security Forces. Lin Zhentang's last blow left a deep impression on Yang An and brought a huge shock to his soul. Except for Lin Zhentang, only one person could memorize it.

One of the seriously wounded soldiers died before being carried onto the vehicle. The other three veterans were also covered in wounds and evacuated to the transfer vehicle when reinforcements arrived in time.

When getting into the car, Lin Zhentang's wound was touched. The severe pain made him open his eyes, looked at Yang An and the others, and asked: "Did you shoot from behind just now?"

"Yes, it's him." The cook rushed to answer.

"It's me!" Yang An replied after a slight pause.
Chapter completed!