Chapter 225 Three days and three nights (1) [for Ni Wa
There was an explosion of "Boom~", which was an anti-personnel grenade fired from a grenade, and it landed on a small soil slope not far from Hu Biao.
Immediately, the commander of the Zhongzhou team was splashed with a large cloud of snowflakes, covering his entire body.
In the next second, Hu Biao was pulled out by Yang Dongli beside him.
Hu Biao had already struggled out of the snowdrift spontaneously. He lay on the ground and shook his body desperately, shaking off the snowflakes on his head.
While opening his mouth, facing the Hun Dharma God, a sniper in the team, he uttered a cordial and friendly greeting:
"Warehouse manager, you are so blind. The grenade on the opposite side is hitting so hard. I don't know if I can kill him. If I can still do it, if I can't do it, get out of here after the mission is over."
Under such a burst of yelling and scolding, the middle-aged warehouse manager even became angry.
That is to say, at this moment, he needs to concentrate on locking the enemy's veteran grenade operator who is a little slippery and often runs away after firing an anti-personnel grenade.
It's really hard to get distracted and scold after seeing each other for such a short period of time.
Otherwise, he would have fought back like this a long time ago; what happened to the commander? Our Rabbit family values the equality of officers and soldiers. I won’t be able to kill you next time.
The main reason why the Hun Dharma God had such a strong idea was that he thought that Hu Biao, his grandson, kept shouting.
It's not like, 'Warehouse manager, get rid of that second lieutenant wearing gloves. Why is he so angry when he wears this thing in such a cold weather?'
It's like, 'Warehouse manager, quickly knock out that Type 96 light machine gun. Didn't you see that it almost killed the Ocean Horse?'
He needs to react if he keeps shouting like he is killing a pig.
But he actually knew that it was not to blame that Hu Biao seemed so manic now.
The main reason is that in the past time, they have changed three directions in a row, intending to find a weak link in the Japanese encirclement network and rush out.
However, God knows how much the system played a role in this, allowing the Japanese to dispatch such a large force at this time.
In short, they could see the existence of the Japanese and Ergouzi teams at key positions in every direction.
In this way, there are not many Japanese soldiers in each batch. The large ones are just a small team, and the small ones are only a mere twenty or thirty people.
But don't forget, this time the Japs still deployed a large amount of mobile equipment.
Once they are entangled for a little bit by these small forces, and those mobile equipment appear, everything will be over.
Without him! Human legs can still outrun machines.
While a large number of guards were deployed at strategic locations, a large number of dispersed Japanese and Ergouzi troops were also cast into the old forest like a big net.
By now, even the warehouse manager has forgotten whether this is the third or fourth encounter.
The continuous fighting and evacuation made the Hun Dharma God feel that he was severely exhausted physically.
But even so, the Hun Dharma God seized a fleeting opportunity, decisively pulled the trigger, and shot the veteran grenade operator of the Japanese in the head with one shot.
In this way, after such a battle lasted for about three minutes, it ended again.
It came to an end with the retreat of the remaining 20 people on the Japanese side.
But Hu Biao and the others also knew that it wouldn't be long before new Japs would catch their scent and follow them; before they could choose a random direction and evacuate again.
Hu Biao asked casually: "Are there any casualties? If not, move quickly. Don't ask for anything."
Different from the previous battles, this time there was finally bad news: "No! The flying falcon was shot, especially in the thigh. Even if it is bandaged, it can't walk fast."
"What the hell~" Hu Biao cursed after hearing this.
The only thing they can rely on now is to rely on their own mobility and see if they can use guerrilla methods to carve a way out of the Japanese encirclement.
The result? After carrying a wounded person in such an icy and snowy environment, he still managed to maneuver a woolen yarn.
But as a commander, Hu Biao knew that he had to make some choices.
But before he opened his mouth, Feifan spoke first: "Okay! Don't worry about this matter. I'm staying here. I can't say anything about the aftermath. I'll buy you some time."
So now, get out of here one by one, as far as your thoughts go~"
Seeing Hua Du talking about this, Hu Biao and the others turned around and left.
Jean forced himself to show off once, but what he never expected was that General Jingyu solemnly saluted him as a military salute when he left.
He also said: "Comrade, please take the first step, we will come to accompany you sooner or later~"
For a moment, facing such a heavy military salute and a word of "comrade", Fei Falcon was at a loss.
This guy who had just finished showing off suddenly felt a little unworthy.
After that, General Jingyu took action again and kept up with the retreat.
The time at this moment is already 4:21 pm on April 20th, and the heavy snow in the sky stopped at some point.
For Hu Biao and others, I don't know whether it is good news or bad news.
After Fei Falcon watched such a group of people leave, he grabbed a piece of wood to support his body and moved with difficulty to the Japanese position a hundred or ten meters away.
After a lot of hard work, he turned the direction of a Type 92 heavy machine gun and replaced it with a springboard.
He also placed a Type 96 light machine gun and two magazines beside him; he even used a Japanese backpack to hold most of a pack of small melon grenades.
After doing all this, he happily lit up most of the pack of cigarettes that he had just found on the Japanese heavy machine gunner, and then lit one for himself.
After he finished smoking one cigarette, he was ready to light another one for himself.
The entire state is like a chimney in a large-scale production brick factory, which is constantly smoking.
The main reason is that this guy is thinking, this is also the last time he has left alive in this mission, so what if he smokes a few more.
Then, his idea of smoking a few more cigarettes was completely shattered.
Because he had just put the second cigarette to his mouth, a hundred meters away in the forest to the left, there was a sergeant holding a 38-cap rifle with a plaster flag hanging on it.
Based on his experience, this guy must be followed by many Japanese soldiers.
So while cursing, Feifan started to hold the handle of the gun with both hands and started shooting wildly at the other side.
After the Japs on the opposite side were attacked, they immediately stopped moving forward, hid behind various obstacles, and opened fire at them.
Although most of the weapons there are bolt-action rifles that fire a shot by pulling the bolt.
But because the number was large enough, it still caused great battlefield pressure on the flying falcons.
After a short while, he picked up the Type 96 light machine gun at hand and started shooting. It wasn't because the bullet plate had been shot out, but because the bullet had jammed on this deceptive thing.
Finally, after finishing all three magazines.
Feifan did not choose to take out his pistol and continue to fire. Instead, he held the cigarette in the corner of his mouth that had never been lit and did not drop when he fired, and leaned towards the hot barrel of the Type 96 gun.
On this occasion, he was shot in the neck.
At the moment he fell, Fei Falcon's mood seemed a little complicated.
On the one hand, this guy was very pleased, not only because he had killed two or three more Japs just now, which was more or less enough.
In this way, he felt that his performance should be worthy of such a military salute and the word "comrade".
On the other hand, Fei Falcon had some regrets in his heart.
Not only did he light up his cigarette, he didn't even have time to take a puff.
More importantly, he didn't have time to use the Zhongzhou team's tradition, which is to roar like that before pulling off the grenade on his body.
Just dying like this doesn't feel like that much of a complete feeling...