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Chapter 542 Small dustpan acting without authorization

The flares shone brightly in the sky, and a Chinese soldier shouted: "Cover the small dustpan!" It was Shang Zhen.

As Shang Zhen shouted, box cannons, machine guns, and all automatic semi-automatic weapons rang out.

Shang Zhen never expected that the small dustpan would rush to the front.

People always have a close and distant person.

Although Shang Zhen and his team followed the Guizhou army to attack the Japanese army at night, he still emphasized to his soldiers before setting off that they should pay attention to saving ammunition.

Now that the small dustpan has rushed to the front, what ammunition will be saved? Let’s save the small dustpan first!

The flames spurted at the muzzle and the streams of bullets crisscrossed. For a moment, Zhang Zhen and his friends really suppressed the Japanese army.

But so what?

There is really not much ammunition left in them!

After the bullets in the first magazine were all fired, I changed to the second magazine, but after the second magazine was all fired, some soldiers had no magazines filled with bullets.

Instead of pressing the bullet into the magazine, it is better to pick up the rifle and shoot it directly.

And at this time, the Japanese army's firepower became stronger.

When Shang Zhen and the others were suppressed by the firepower of the Japanese army, the flare happened to fall from the sky, and there was a moment between the sky and the earth returning to darkness!

When a flare rose again to shine between the sky and the earth, Shang Zhen, who was lying on the ground, looked at the place where the small dustpan was shaking the grenade just now, but the small dustpan was no longer there!

Shang Zhen nervously thought about where the small dustpan ran? But at this moment, the loud explosion of cluster grenades came from the top of the mountain.

In order to blow up the Japanese tanks, a Guizhou soldier actually jumped out of the anti-tank trench with cluster grenades!

Explosions sounded one after another, and then thick smoke rose in the anti-tank trench, which were blown up one after another.

"Retreat!" At this time, a Guizhou military officer shouted.

The purpose of the Chinese army's attack was to blow up Japanese tanks trapped in anti-tank trenches.

Since the Japanese tanks have been blown up, they will definitely retreat.

"Cover! Cover!" Shang Zhen shouted as the box cannon in his hand kept ringing "slap".

It is true that they are here to cover up, but they want to cover up the Guizhou Army's suicide squad. He can't ignore the life or death of his friendly troops for the sake of the small dustpan.

The Chinese troops came here very slowly this time because they lurked secretly in the darkness of the night. However, when the war started, the attacks and retreats were fast.

But when I came out, there were more than 100 people, and when I went back, there were only more than 50 people left.

As a cover, Shang Zhen beat the bullets too hard to save the dustpan just now, and everyone's automatic weapons were almost used. Now they can only use rifles to shoot at the Japanese army.

"Little dustpan!" Wang Laomao shouted, but so what can that be? He could only retreat with Shang Zhen and the others.

Finally, when they retreated to more than 200 meters, the Japanese flares were destroyed, and Wang Laomao shouted again: "Let's go, come back with me to save the little dustpan!"

Shang Zhen was about to say, "Are you messing around?", but at this moment, a grenade explosion suddenly came from the anti-tank trench ahead.

That is the normal sound of a grenade explosion, which is naturally incomparable to the explosion of cluster grenades used by the Guizhou Army suicide squad to bomb Japanese tanks.

But at this sound, Huzhuzi subconsciously said, "It's over!"

"What's the game and throw it away?" Ma Erhuzi didn't understand what Huzhuzi meant.

"I mean that little boy is finished!" Hu Zhuzi whispered, "It's probably because he died with the Japanese."

"You——" Hu Zhuzi's words made Ma Erhuzi's angry, but at this time Shang Zhen ordered again: "You all retreat one hundred meters!"

"Why? I'm still planning to save the dustpan!" Hu Zhuzi said again.

Otherwise, he would talk like this in a messy manner.

He just said that the small dustpan was 80% finished, but now he still thinks that he may still have 20% hope to rescue the small dustpan!

"Get back!" Wang Laomao cursed.

This time, Hu Zhuzi didn't dare to talk back, and everyone stepped back, but Shang Zhen stayed, and Wang Laomao also stayed.

While the rest of the people were retreating, the Japanese army set up another flare. Fortunately, the people fell down in time, and as for the people, they hid in a depression with Shang Zhen and Wang Laomao.

"If there is another explosion, it means that the little boy is still alive!" Old Wang buried his head under the ridge and muttered in a low voice.

Shang Zhen didn't say anything, and he didn't give up. However, things in the world were unpredictable and the battlefield was changing. Who knows what was going on in the Xiaohuobao?

Anyway, the Japanese army's flares are shining on their heads, and even if Shang Zhen has any ideas, he has to wait until the Japanese army does not shoot the flares.

The gunshots of the Japanese army were still there. The bullets hit Shang Zhen and Wang Laomao and made a "chirpent" sound, but the Japanese army's shooting was undoubtedly blind, and the bullet could not hurt them.

When the Japanese flares were extinguished again, Shang Zhen and Wang Laomao also moved. This time they ran more than fifty meters to the left rear, and there was a landblock there, and the two of them hid behind the landblock again.

"Oh." Wang Laomao leaned himself against the earthen bun and sighed.

After sighing, he habitually reached out and touched the cigarette, but he knew that it was a battlefield that he could not light the cigarette, so he just took out a cigarette and put it on his nose and smelled it.

"Boy Shang, do you think I am old? Only when people are old will they sigh." Wang Laomao sighed.

Are you old? Shang Zhen answered Wang Laomao in his heart, but he didn't say it.

If it weren't for the small dustpan incident, Shang Zhen wouldn't care about making another joke with Wang Laomao.

For example, just yesterday, he said that Ju Hongxia was Wang Laomao's fucking daughter, so he made Wang Laomao's face turn red.

If Wang Laomao really takes over a fucking daughter, it’s okay, but why did Wang Laomao blush? So Shang Zhen’s words have obvious hints.

But the problem is that Xiao Zhuoji has entered the Japanese position without authorization, and it is still unknown whether he can come back. Shang Zhen naturally would not make such an inappropriate joke with Wang Laomao.

The Japanese army was attacked by the Chinese army. It cannot be said that they suffered heavy losses, but they were seriously injured and had no offensive ability for the time being. Shang Zhen and Wang Laomao waited until the Japanese flares no longer rose.

At this time, the two of them stood up their ears like the cat catching mice in the dark night.

"It's time to see if the small dustpan can come back, alas." Wang Laomao sighed again.

Shang Zhen still refused to respond, just listening to the movement ahead.

The two of them stayed for another hour, and Wang Laomao finally sighed again: "It seems that I am still old."

At this time, Shang Zhen laughed silently in the darkness. Then Shang Zhen whispered a low voice but almost made Wang Laomao jump up. Shang Zhen said: "You are only over forty years old, and you are still fifty-year-old!"

"What are you talking about? What are you talking about?" Wang Laomao was so angry at Shang Zhen's sudden words. But when he was about to wait to get back to clean up Shang Zhen, he suddenly heard a sound in front of him and quickly closed his mouth.

The two of them listened carefully, and there was indeed a sound ahead. At this time, Shang Zhen whispered: "Riding all over the street."

Just after Shang Zhen finished saying this, a joyful reply came from the darkness ahead: "Little girl goes up to the well!"

"You ** boy still know how to come back?" Wang Laomao began to curse.
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