"Here, come, I'll check it out," Wu Weiguoshen walked to the war defense cannon with a shallow step on the bloody mud all over the ground.

"The screws on the wheels are broken, so the axle should be fine," Wu Weiguo first checked the wheel that rolled to the side, breathed a little relieved, and then turned his eyes to the dirty war defense cannon.

"The barrel is fine, the gap on the shield is not a big problem, and it will not affect the firing," Wu Weiguo pulled the bolt again: "The bolt is not a problem, it should be still available."

"That's good, just save the cannon." The injured soldier smiled and slid on the ground, murmured.

"Time does not allow now, and the specific situation needs to be checked again." Wu Weiguo just turned around and saw the soldier fall to the ground, and hurriedly shouted: "Medical Soldier! Medical Soldier!"

"Company Commander Wu, have you seen our Deputy Company Commander Peng?" A soldier from the third company came to help push the cart limped to Wu Weiguo and asked in confusion.

"Peng Xiaoyu? Was he here just now?" Wu Weiguo was on the side of the machine gun before, and he was not sure about the situation here.

The soldier nodded: "Just Captain Peng took us to help push the cannon just now. The Japanese plane started to hit us with machine guns, and injured two brothers. I helped lift the wounded down. Before I could come back, the Japanese threw the bomb."

"I could see clearly below the slope. After the Japanese bomb came down, they all knocked down the brothers who pushed the cannon. They were smoke and fire. The ground was full of people. I couldn't find Deputy Company Commander Peng."

Wu Weiguo felt a little bad in his heart, and he hurriedly greeted the soldiers nearby who were saving people: "Hurry! Peng Xiaoyu, the deputy company commander of the Third Company, was here just now! Look for where he was going!"

"Company Commander Wu! Here!"

Soon, a soldier found Peng Xiaoyu in a mud pit by the woods.

"Medics follow me!" Wu Weiguo greeted and jogged over quickly.

Peng Xiaoyu was covered in mud, one of his legs folded up, stretched his left hand forward, and his right arm disappeared from below his shoulder. He lay down in the mud pit face down and motionless, looking very serious.

"Medic soldier, come quickly! Our Deputy Company Commander Peng is not breathing!" The soldier from the third company who found Peng Xiaoyu knelt beside the mud pit, holding Peng Xiaoyu's head and shouted loudly.

The medical soldier rolled and crawled to Peng Xiaoyu, first turned his lying body with the soldier, and then started to check nervously.

But soon, the medic soldier stopped his movements and lowered his head silently.

"How is he?"

Wu Weiguo and several other third company soldiers also came to Peng Xiaoyu. Wu Weiguo stared at the medical soldiers and asked loudly.

The medical soldier didn't say anything, just shook his head silently.

"What's wrong with Deputy Company Commander Peng! You're talking!" The soldier holding Peng Xiaoyu's head was already crying.

Wu Weiguo took off the military cap on his head, squatted silently beside Peng Xiaoyu, and gently wiped away the mud and blood from Peng Xiaoyu's face with the handkerchief given to him by his newlywed wife.

"Please carry Deputy Company Commander Peng back and send it to the battalion commander first and ask what to do."

Wu Weiguo wiped the dirt on Peng Xiaoyu's face and looked at his charred right face burned by the explosion flames. He saluted.

"Deputy Company Commander Peng? Hold on to the point and leave." The soldier who was the first to discover Peng Xiaoyu carried Peng Xiaoyu with the help of others, walked towards the battalion headquarters with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

"You guys? Let's see if Deputy Company Commander Peng's arm is nearby. If you can find it, please help him pick it up? Let him go in a complete way." Wu Weiguo pointed to the meat scattered on the ground around him and whispered.

"If you really can't find it, forget it."

...

"Is there any problem with the radio station?" Qi Heng asked worriedly, standing next to the radio station.

"No problem with battalion commander? Our news has been sent? The commander's headquarters should call back soon." The radio station soldier replied.

"Battery Commander! Battalion Commander!"

Qi Heng was commanding the communication squad in the forest to report to the chief's office on the radio station. When he heard someone shouting from the artillery company, he raised his head.

"What's wrong?"

"I am Wu Weiguo. Our war defense cannons were blown over? Peng Xiaoyu was also killed by the Japanese plane."

Wu Weiguo's answer surprised Qi Heng.

"What? Peng Xiaoyu is dead?"

The warrior carrying Peng Xiaoyu's body surrounded everyone and came to Qi Heng's side, and gently placed Peng Xiaoyu on the ground.

"Battery Commander, Deputy Company Commander Peng's arm has not been retrieved." The soldier said in a crying voice.

Qi Heng took a deep breath and looked at the familiar face lying on the ground, feeling as uncomfortable as he felt.

Peng Xiaoyu, Yang Wu, Hong Liang and others were all the people who evacuated from Nanjing with Qi Heng, and they were also benefactors who saved Qi Heng's life. So the relationship between them was not just a simple superior or subordinate, but more like close friends or brothers...

"Sir, don't laugh. My surname is Peng. When I was born, my family was holding a fish banquet. My father drank wine and when he was happy, he named me Peng Xiaoyu!"

When they first met, Peng Xiaoyu was a little embarrassed because of his name, and the aphrodisiac on his face could be seen at a glance.

At that time, Peng Xiaoyu was a corporal in the Second Military Police Training Regiment. In just over a year, he had grown into a lieutenant and deputy company commander who had experienced many battles. If he persisted until the end of the war, his achievements might be a little higher than Qi Heng now.

But now, Peng Xiaoyu has stayed on this unknown muddy road forever.

Upon hearing the news, the third company commander Xu Guanghui also rushed over. Xu Guanghui, who usually smiled and was slutty, now had a very scary expression. His eyes were blood-red, making people unable to believe that this was the familiar fat man who was greedy and lustful.

"From Nanjing to Nanchang, who have never been shot or been shot? Whether it is the battalion commander, the deputy Cheng Battalion, or Hong Liang Shangguan, they all walked by the gates of hell, but none of them died. They were thinking about fighting the Japanese. Can we sit down and have a drink? Are you fucking the deserter now?"

Xu Guanghui gritted his teeth and cursed viciously: "Aren't you fucking greedy for me? Don't you want to have multiple stars? You're up! As long as you get up, I will be the captain company commander for you! I can wash my feet every day as a serviceman!"

No one spoke to the officers and soldiers around him. The veterans all knew that in the camp, if you want to talk about who has the best relationship with Xu Guanghui, it is his deputy Peng Xiaoyu. It is not surprising that Xu Guanghui has such a performance now.

Xu Guanghui cursed a few times and turned to Qi Heng: "What should I do if the battalion commander, Peng Xiaoyu and other brothers who died?"

Qi Heng patted Xu Guanghui's shoulders, which were still trembling slightly:

"We still have to fight, and we can't take them all away. We'd better find a place to bury them and erect a monument for our brothers. If we have the chance to see if we can move a better place for them."
Chapter completed!