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Chapter 722 The glory of death, the shame of no life!

"In the end, he showed that he was here!" A Northeast Army soldier whispered.

The "he" mentioned by this Northeast Army soldier refers to Bai Zhan.

Bai Zhan had been digging a bunker there, but he didn't show up at first, but when he saw that the battle was won, he appeared from the bunker and killed several Japanese soldiers.

Everyone has eyes, so naturally some soldiers took Bai Zhan's behavior into their eyes.

Since I saw it, there will naturally be some people who express disdain.

Wang Laomao frowned. There was no doubt that he heard the Northeast Army soldier's words. The person who was the vanguard was naturally not theirs.

He couldn't help but feel a red face, which was because he felt that Bai Zhan had lost someone for him.

But when he was about to train Bai Zhan, his eyes lit up when he saw the individual bunker that Bai Zhan dug.

His grandmother is a thief and is born to be able to dig fortifications!

So Wang Laomao shouted, "Go back a few more people, go to the town to get shovels. If we want to die less, we have to repair fortifications!"

If you don’t have time to dig a trench, even if you dig more individual bunkers and then dig a traffic trench to the rear. In this way, no matter how fierce the Japanese attacks, their chances of survival will increase a lot.

Under Wang Laomao's shout, the soldiers became busy.

But Wang's hat was not moved, so he was not tired of his arms and legs!

And at this point, he remembered to ask Zhao Chuandong and said, "Company Commander Zhao, we are fine when we go to Brigade Commander Liu, can't we be dealt with because of a fight?"

"How is that possible?" Zhao Chuandong looked at Wang Laomao in surprise, feeling that Wang Laomao asked a question that he shouldn't have asked at all. "You haven't seen what the juncture is now. The brigade commander must command the battle. How can he care about him? If he doesn't do it well, he will follow him to the position!"

After hearing what Zhao Chuandong said, Wang Laomao looked towards the main position. Of course, the main position mentioned also refers to the front of the Japanese ship attack, and there were actually no fortifications there.

The battle in the direction of the main position was much more intense than that here. At their current location, we can see that the first batch of Japanese soldiers robbed the beach had been repelled, and several wooden boats had even burned up and were emitting black smoke on the surface of the Huai River.

"What's going on there? What did we use to hit the Japanese ship?" Wang Laomao couldn't help but ask.

They were fighting just now, so Wang Laomao had no time to watch the battle in the direction of the main position. Now he saw that the Japanese wooden ship was being beaten, and he couldn't help but become curious.

It is normal for bullets to penetrate the wooden boat, but the gun cannot fire the wooden boat. Wang Laomao didn't believe that the Northeast Army now has incendiary bombs. So how can the main position use the method to smoke the Japanese wooden boat?

"Our brigade still has eight mortars, but there are not many shells.

The fortifications on the south bank are too strong, and our mortars will not work even if they are hit. They must have used guns to hit the Japanese ships." Zhao Chuandong explained, at that time he was also paying attention to the enemy opposite and had no time to care about the situation on the battle.

When Wang Laomao said "Oh", Zhao Chuandong said again: "We don't have many shells, so we are afraid that after the shells are exhausted, this position will be difficult to defend."

Wang Laomao said "Oh" again. Seeing that Hu Zhuzi beside him was stretching his neck, he said angrily: "What are you listening to? Dig up the fortifications quickly!"

"The shovel has not been retrieved yet, I will use my hands to pick it!" Hu Zhuzi couldn't help but mutter.

Gu Sheng

"If you don't have a shovel, use your hands with your hands. Otherwise, you can hold on to the Japanese shells and throw them away!" Wang Laomao scolded in anger.

Huzhuzi stopped talking.

Wang Laomao reached out and touched his chest, but he couldn't help but feel empty. He shouted, "Typescope, where is our telescope!"

He held on his head for the time being. He didn't know if the main position could be held on, nor did he know if Shang Zhen was on the position. He wanted to use a telescope to observe it from a distance.

At this time, the main position on the north bank was also busy. Some soldiers were transporting the wounded down. Some soldiers were digging trenches desperately. Two Japanese rubber boats were floating in the shallow water on the shore.

"Shuozi, do you think the Japanese rubber boat is just filling the rubber?" The two soldiers were carrying the wounded back on stretchers, and the one behind asked.

"Yes, what's wrong?" the person in front asked while carrying the wounded effortlessly.

"The bullet will leak if it penetrates the rubber, and it will be like a car tube. It is impossible for the Japanese rubber boat to be blocked from bullets, so why not sink?" the soldier behind asked.

"I heard that the play throw is divided into several pieces, just like a separate room. If this is leaking, it will certainly not sink if it doesn't leak." The soldier named Shuanzi in front answered.

"That's not right. That bullet cannot be shot with three or four, but it's always OK to leak two, right? If a few shots have passed, it won't be completely lost?" The soldier behind still didn't understand.

"Who knows?" The Shuanzi in front didn't understand.

Since we couldn't guess why the Japanese rubber boat could still float on the water after being bulleted, the two soldiers gasped and lifted the wounded down while changing the topic.

"Damn it, bazi, you said that the person guarding the south bank didn't know which group it was. It's so hateful!" The soldier behind cursed in anger.

"There is a place to retreat, but we have no place to retreat.

If others don’t work hard, it doesn’t matter if we don’t work hard," replied Shuanzi, who was in front.

"Then you should burn all the ships before leaving! That's great. You can use ready-made fortifications for the Japanese. If you make those ships, you won't need the Japanese to fix them!" The soldiers behind were indignant.

There were wooden boats gathering on the Bengbu Wharf on the south bank of the Huai River. It was really collected by the Chinese army that used to guard there. The situation was like they collected for the Japanese army. It would be impossible to say that the Chinese officers and soldiers who were guarding the north bank of the Huai River are not angry.

"What's the use of saying this now? Remember what the brigade commander said. I think about it, what's the name?

Oh, it is called 'The day when you go to the master, there is the honor of death, and the shame of life.' Now it is useless to say anything else, just die." The Shuanzi in front said again.

When the soldier behind was about to say something, a "hiss" and "hiss" sound came from the sky, and then another explosion sound was heard not far behind them. The second round of Japanese artillery bombardment began!

The two soldiers bent their waists subconsciously, and the stretcher they were carrying trembled, but then the Shuanzi shouted "Run!" and the two carried the wounded and ran north desperately.

Now that the Japanese army has just started shelling, the shells have not yet hit them. Of course, it is safer to run away. Do you have to lie down on the spot and wait for the Japanese shells to explode?

Japanese artillery shells landed on the main position one after another, and smoke and dust rose from the explosions. The soldier named Shuanzi and his companions finally carried the wounded out of the bombardment range.
Chapter completed!
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