Chapter 123: For the sake of sacrifice, I dare to teach the sun and moon to change the sky.
Seeing that the company commander did not give him a mission, the platoon commander became anxious and walked up to the company commander. Just as he was about to say something, Xia Yuan pressed his shoulder: "Calm down, you can fight me."
As expected, the enemy fell into the trap. They gathered on a high ridge thirty meters away from the Fourth Squadron's position and were suddenly attacked by fire from two sides.
The machine guns roared and grenades flew into the enemy group. The enemies were unable to parry, leaving behind a batch of corpses and fleeing down the mountain.
Xia Yuan felt that the beating was quite satisfying and immediately asked Xiaomiao to inform the troops to take cover.
The enemy advancing along the road stopped. The tanks turned around and fired blindly at the hillside. Then the infantry launched an attack on the third company position.
They approached the place where they had just been beaten. Machine guns and grenades rushed towards the bushes, but there was no response. The enemy was surprised, where did the volunteers go? When they were wondering, a dense burst of hot machine gun bullets suddenly poured from the right side.
, the dizzy enemy turned and ran away.
With the explosion of grenades, 12 volunteer soldiers jumped out of the smoke and rushed towards them with shining bayonets. The frightened enemy dared not resist. They were chased by more than a dozen volunteer soldiers, numbering 30 or 40.
Squadron 4 chased them for more than fifty meters in one breath before returning to their own position.
The enemy refused to give up and deployed heavy artillery for bombardment. After a burst of intensive shelling, two companies of American soldiers came up from the road on the left and the ravine on the right and attacked both sides of the Fourth Squadron's position.
Xia Yuan stood at the observation post and saw everything clearly. After some discussion with the two young platoon leaders, he arranged a new cemetery for these enemies.
He informed the fourth squadron to withdraw from the position and let the enemy in.
The Fourth Squadron's position was just an ecstasy drug he gave to the enemy, making the enemy mistakenly think that the Fourth Squadron's position was their main position, but it was not.
He asked six squads to work with four squads each to get behind the enemy and use machine guns to block the enemy.
Class 6 ran along the traffic ditch from behind the mountain. The leader was a young man about 25 years old. He was not tall but very strong. He was wearing a particularly clean military uniform and had a copper-colored face.
The sleeves were rolled up high and the belt was tied tightly, making him look particularly energetic.
This man is Squad Leader Liu Wang Wenxing, a famous thug from the Third Company. He was born in a poor peasant family in Heilong Province. When he was 8 years old, his father, who worked as a long-term laborer, died of tuberculosis. From then on, he and his mother were like a kite with its string cut off.
He wandered around, begged for food, worked for landlords, and suffered all the hardships in the world.
Later, when the Red Party came, he took the lead in fighting the landlords and joining the army.
War life trained him into a strong Red Party member.
Wearing new clothes when fighting and wearing new clothes when charging has almost become Wang Wenxing's old habit. He said: "When fighting, you have to be energetic!"
He led the whole class to the main position, and after letting the soldiers hide, he went straight to Xia Yuan and said concisely: "Company commander, how do we fight?"
Wang Wenxing hurriedly walked to Xia Yuan, pulled the brim of his hat to one side, and stared blankly at the enemy at the foot of the mountain, with unbearable fighting passion bursting out of his eyes.
Xia Yuan couldn't help but be startled when he saw Wang Wenxing's outfit, wearing a new single shirt and trousers. He had not been in contact with Wang Wenxing for a long time, but he also knew that every time he fought, the other party would clean it up.
After weathering the cold weather for several months, I couldn't help but worry a little for him: "Wang Wenxing, isn't it cold?"
"Cold? Company commander, I'm so anxious that I've been sweating for a long time."
Xia Yuan looked at the other party's posture, indicating that he was going to fight the enemy, so he simply asked him to lead his men to pierce his pockets.
The enemy had already been let in. Wang Wenxing led his men to get behind the enemy, set up his squad's machine gun in the bushes, and fired at the enemy's buttocks, killing them until they abandoned their armor and ran down the mountain howling like ghosts.
At this time, in front of the original Fourth Squadron position, there was a group of American troops carrying several mortars and crawling towards the hill like stupid pigs. Xia Yuan saw all this clearly and immediately ordered Xiaomiao to notify the artillery squadron to come over.
Xiaomiao immediately ran to the artillery squadron position. After a while, the 60-gun of the third company rang out.
Before the US mortars were set up, the men and the guns were thrown down the mountain.
On this day, Xia Yuan led the soldiers of the third company to repel four fierce enemy attacks and blew up two enemy tanks.
At dawn on the 29th, Caoxiali Nanshan became an isolated island in a sea of fog. The morning air was still full of the choking smell of gunpowder. The white snow on the position had turned into black soil, covered with dense craters, and the whole mountain was torn.
With the burnt tree trunks and branches, the soldiers spent the cold night repairing the bombed fortifications and faced a new battle.
The branch committee on the back slope of the mountain was having a heated discussion, while Xia Yuan smoked and said nothing.
Everyone knows that today's battle will be even more intense and intense.
The enemy suffered a defeat yesterday and will definitely carry out a retaliatory attack today. Although there are only more than 60 people left in the company, they must defend their position, delay the enemy's attack, and cover the main force of the 38th Army in gathering and building positions.
Fight again.
The meeting determined the determination to defeat more with less, preserve strength, and successfully complete the task.
Xia Yuan thought for a while and said: "In yesterday's battle, the first platoon gained experience. In today's battle, the first platoon will fight first."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Fu, the commander of the third platoon, interrupted and said: "Company commander, it's our third platoon's turn, right? We shouldn't let the first platoon fight first. We didn't fight the third platoon yesterday."
After the third platoon leader finished speaking, the first platoon leader Hao Xianfu started arguing with the third platoon leader: "The company commander has decided, and you can't argue with him."
"The second platoon fought all day yesterday, and you, the first platoon, fought all night. We, the third platoon, did nothing, but we don't live for a living!"
The two platoon leaders were still arguing, both thinking about making contributions to the motherland in the next battle. Xia Yuan thought deeply and said: "Stop arguing, the matter is settled. We have to consider the overall situation. The enemy's attack today will be more serious."
Fiercely, we must ensure a complete platoon and have a reserve force. It seems that we will have to continue to hold on for a while. The final victory will still depend on your three platoons."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Everyone agreed with Xia Yuan's opinion, and the third platoon leader had to give up. But when the research company platoon was doing some work, another dispute broke out, and everyone had to go to the front to organize fighting.
No one wants to stay behind.
Xia Yuan saw that everyone was eager to fight and highly motivated, and felt very happy, "The deputy instructor has taken the new recruits, and there are only three of us as company cadres. We cannot be piled together to prevent simultaneous sacrifices and cause interruption of command. In order not to interrupt the command
, I am the company commander and should be on the front line. If I die or am seriously injured, the deputy company commander will take command. If the deputy company commander dies, the instructor and the third platoon leader will ultimately complete the task!"
Everyone stared at the company commander without saying a word. No one interrupted him, but they thought it was unfair. Yesterday, Xia Yuan was organizing a battle at the front line. He didn't sleep all day and all night. He has to go today, so it should be his turn to rest.
one time.
But Xia Yuan didn't wait for everyone to speak, "Everyone has no objection, it's settled. I am the company commander, and it is my responsibility to command the battle."
Xia Yuan insisted on the plan of defeating more with less, and arranged the three platoons in three echelons to enter the main position to fight the enemy. The main three platoons were hidden behind the mountains to prevent being injured by enemy artillery fire.
At around seven o'clock, before the fog had completely dissipated, the enemy began to attack. The battle was fierce from the beginning. The enemy used 8 aircraft, more than 30 tanks, and dozens of cannons to concentrate their firepower on Caoxiali.
Nanshan.
Xia Yuan's danger warnings kept reminding him that he could only curl up and hide in the bunker, waiting for death to come.
The entire position was renovated by enemy artillery fire. The originally weak defenses were blown up in an instant. The temporarily dug air raid shelters were filled with soil. The terrifying air waves almost made people breathless.
Xia Yuan was worried about the three soldiers in the frontier position and really wanted to find out what was going on now, but the danger warning in his ears did not stop at all.
Wave after wave of shelling made the mountain tremble. Xia Yuan felt like he was sitting in a lone boat in the storm, being tossed around, as if he would be hit by enemy shells at the next moment and the boat would be destroyed.
The heavy fog disappeared amidst the artillery fire, and the sound of artillery gradually became sparse. Xia Yuan immediately got out of the ground and ran to the left. He had just run five or six meters away when four jets swooped over again.
Plop, a gasoline bomb rolled up fireworks in front of Xia Yuan. Even though there was a danger warning, the explosion range of the gasoline bomb was too large. He had tried his best to avoid it, but his hat was still hit by the flames. He even beat it several times, but it still failed to extinguish it.
Simply throw away the hat, grab the shell gun and run to the left.
When he arrived at the front line, he couldn't help but be stunned. There were no fortifications, the three soldiers were gone, and even the mountain had changed its appearance. He couldn't even figure out whether this was still a forward position.
At this time, Xia Yuan saw several small bulging bags of earth. He hurriedly used his hands to peel off a layer of soil, and found a half-body body. Half of the body was gone. The soil was sticky and covered with blood.
Soaked.
He picked off the other two one after another and sacrificed them all.
Wang Wenxing ran over, "Company Commander, we don't have many grenades in our squad. Look at this..." He put the gun in his hand in front of Xia Yuan and pulled the trigger hard.
"Most of the guns were damaged by enemy fire, company commander, what should we do?"
Xia Yuan covered the body in front of him with soil, raised his head, his eyes were full of scarlet bloodshot eyes, like a ferocious beast: "Wang Wenxing, you are also an old comrade. You can't keep calm when facing difficulties. You want to let the soldiers
How do we stay calm? When we have difficulties, we try to find ways to solve them. If our guns are broken, see if there is any way to repair them. If there is no way, we just try to capture them from the enemy. If we don’t have enough bullets, we teach the soldiers how to save bullets."
At this moment, Xiaomiao shouted: "Company commander, the enemy is climbing up!"
Two battalions of U.S. troops swarmed up Caoxiali Nanshan. Xia Yuan and Wang Wenxing rushed to their respective posts and plunged into the intense battle.
The first and second platoons all devoted themselves to the counterattack. After the enemy collapsed, they rushed up again amidst the scoldings of the combat supervisor. The soldiers and the enemy were glued together, and the battle continued from about seven o'clock to about nine o'clock. The enemy
The artillery fired and fired, and it was not until almost ten o'clock that there was a brief calm on the position.
The soldiers of the sixth squadron were preparing to fight again. While they were repairing the fortifications to avoid moving the stones that had been blown up by the shells, they placed them piece by piece at the front of the fortifications as weapons to attack the enemy.
Mou Lin, the third squad leader, carried a heavy package and came out of the smoke of gunfire panting. He asked everyone he met: "Where is your squad leader?"
A soldier cleaning his gun said to Mou Lin: "No, he is sharpening his knife."
Mou Lin ran to Wang Wenxing and said excitedly: "Squad Leader Liu, on behalf of the soldiers of the third squad, I send a condolence gift."
"Condolence items?" Wang Wenxing was stunned. Where are there any condolence items now? He said with a smile: "No need for any kind of condolence items. Just give me some water to drink. Smoke is almost coming out of my throat."
"We have everything, including food and drink."
"Don't brag."
"If you don't believe it, look at it, the fried noodles are freshly cooked on ice."
The third squad leader had already unwrapped the package in his hand, revealing each fried noodle bun. When Wang Wenxing saw it, he beamed with joy and said, "Good guy, these are really iced fried noodle buns."
"How's it going? Are you hungry?"
After a day and night of fighting, the soldiers only had one meal. At first, they could find some snow on the mountain, so they ate a few mouthfuls of fried noodles. Later, the snow was all destroyed by artillery fire. When the soldiers were thirsty, they found a small stone.
Hold it in your mouth, draw out some saliva to moisten your tongue, and still swallow the fried noodles.
The third squad leader, Mou Lin, was a soldier who loved to use his brain. He asked the soldiers to take three bags of fried noodles, brave the artillery fire and run out all the way to find a small patch of snow. He spread out a white handkerchief, sprinkled it with a layer of blood, and grabbed two
Wrap the fried noodles and put them in your arms, so that the dry fried noodles become sticky.
"You're really good, kid."
Wang Wenxing tasted it and found that it didn't make his throat irritate at all and was still sticky.
At 12:30, the 1st U.S. Cavalry Division attacked again with a regiment of troops in three groups. At this moment, the first and second platoons holding the position suffered heavy casualties and lacked defensive strength. The position was breached by the enemy.
Xia Yuan led his men to repel the enemy, and received news from Xiaomiao that the enemy had occupied the position. The remaining troops of the first and second platoons were less than twenty. It was almost impossible to resist the attack of an enemy regiment.
He thought that relying on one company could hold out for three or four days, but he thought the problem was too simple. This was not Shangganling and there was no tunnel system.
Soldiers are exposed to the enemy's artillery fire and fighting the enemy will inevitably suffer heavy casualties.
The third platoon, as a reserve team, had no choice but to be mobilized by Xia Yuan to participate in the battle. The third platoon replenished its troops and, under the leadership of Xia Yuan, captured the position.
The battle lasted until two o'clock in the afternoon. The enemy's attacking troops were everywhere in the mountains and fields. Under the line of fire, Xia Yuan broke up the entire company and formed combat groups to fight the enemy.
At half past two o'clock, the enemy's fourth large-scale attack collapsed.
However, there are only about twenty people left in the third company of Nanshan in Caoxiali, and almost one person has to guard an area of 10 to 20 meters.
At this time, the correspondent from the battalion came up and brought back an envelope from the regiment. The letter praised the three companies for their good fighting. The regiment leader also credited those comrades who sacrificed their lives heroically and ordered them to persist for another five hours.
When it got dark, the brother battalion that took over the position was able to catch up.
After Xia Yuan read the letter, he felt that it would not be a problem to persist for five more hours, or even a little more time.
But the problem is that there is not much ammunition. There are more than 20 people, and each person can only spread four grenades at most, which is still a lot.
But according to the enemy's collective charge of one regiment after another, four grenades were completely insufficient.
The enemy at the foot of the mountain may be preparing for a more powerful attack.
At this moment, the soldiers gathered a batch of ammunition from the enemy, which relieved the situation of insufficient ammunition, but the ammunition was still not enough.
At this time, the enemy was overwhelming at the foot of the mountain. Xia Yuan opened fire, saving ammunition as much as possible while killing a large number of enemies.
But soon they were bombarded by even more intense artillery fire. During these two days of attack, the enemy had long felt that the enemies on the mountain were very powerful, especially a sharpshooter whose shooting skills were very accurate. Every time he attacked,
People who can kill them in large numbers.
Therefore, in this attack, their artillery fire did not start, but they waited briefly for Xia Yuan to fire. Although his gunshots were silenced and flamed by skills, the hilltop was so big that the enemy veterans judged Xia Yuan
He retreated to a place more than 70 meters away from the position and lay down in the general direction of the distance. He was soon attacked by even more crazy artillery fire.
A shell fell next to Wang Wenxing, and he was thrown away. Xia Yuan immediately ran over to help him up, "How is it?"
Wang Wenxing's legs and left arm were injured, but he covered his eyes with one hand. Blood flowed out of his palm and onto his body, dripping on the land on the south bank of the Han River. In the blur, he heard Xia Yuan's voice and suddenly turned over and sat down.
Get up: "Nothing, company commander."
Xia Yuan could tell from the twitching on his face that he was enduring severe pain, and said comfortingly: "Go down and recover well. We will definitely complete the mission!"
"I am a party member, and I would rather die than fight!" Wang Wenxing refused.
"No, you go down first..."
The enemy's attack has arrived. Looking at the overwhelming enemy, the round of shelling just now took away the lives of several soldiers. There are fewer and fewer soldiers holding on to the position.
Xia Yuan grabbed the grenades on the fallen soldiers, pulled them away and threw them down to suppress the enemy's attack.
Wang Wenxing obeyed and went down.
But after a shelling, when the enemy launched a charge, correspondent Xiaomiao saw more than a dozen wounded people running out of the hidden part of the back mountain. Some of them were supporting each other, some were holding wooden sticks, and some were struggling to move forward.
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Xiaomiao hurriedly stopped them: "Get down quickly! This is the company commander's order."
But the wounded ignored them, and Wang Wenxing was also among the group. Not only was he injured, but he also suffered from arthritis, but he struggled to walk at the front of the team.
"Get down quickly!" Xiaomiao stopped him.
"Where are we going? Our position is about to be lost!" Wang Wenxing asked.
Xiaomiao felt aggrieved and cried with a bit of pleading: "Go down and recuperate. The company commander has said it several times that you can't come up. If you do, he will criticize me."
Seeing Xiao Miao's troubled look, Wang Wenxing softened his tone, raised his right hand, clenched his fist, and shook it a few times: "Xiao Miao, look, my hand is still very strong. The fight started again in front, and there are so many enemies.
People, this is the time when the position is short of men. We cannot lose the position. Don’t forget, we have to buy time for the troops. If the enemy breaks through from here, the troops behind will be in danger, and more people will be sacrificed by then!"
Xiaomiao couldn't defeat Wang Wenxing and finally ran back to the main peak.
Nowadays, only the main peak of the position is still intact. All other positions have been occupied by the enemy. Heavy machine guns are firing at the main peak, and enemy grenades continue to explode on the main peak.
There was a buzz in Xia Yuan's ears. The enemy had discovered him. A large number of bullets were fired at his bunker, and the soil hit by the bullets was splashed everywhere.
The enemy rushed up and fought fiercely with the soldiers on the main peak, and the two sides were glued together.
The enemies in the rear were still swarming up the mountain, and fierce hand-to-hand combat began. The few surviving soldiers formed combat groups and fought fiercely with the enemies.
Xia Yuan even rushed into the enemy group and killed seven enemies with his bayonet in succession. The bayonet changed its shape in the enemy's hot blood and could not even penetrate the enemy's clothes. He dropped the bayonet on the ground and raised his hands in front of him.
To fight.
His physical strength was fading rapidly, but his terrifying fighting power prevented the enemies around him from pressing forward.
But in the end, it is impossible to be a mortal enemy even if both of them are together. An enemy attacked from behind. Xia Yuan reacted quickly and turned around to pounce. However, more enemies gathered behind him. A bayonet pierced his body. Xia Yuan turned around and felt a terrible force.
He tore off the enemy's rifle and rolled halfway up the mountain with the two enemies in his arms.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The American soldiers were frightened by such a terrifying enemy and fled down the mountain one after another.
The main peak was defended, but Xia Yuan was seriously injured. In addition to his abdomen being pierced by the enemy's bayonet, there were also traces of bumps on his body.
After all, An Jin is not a superman, and it is difficult to stop four enemies with just two fists.
He was lying in a bullet point, his palms bloody.
Staring at the gray sky, counting the time, it seemed that only three hours had passed, and there were still two hours left before the five hours that I had insisted on.
Xia Yuan tore off his cotton clothes, tightened the wound tightly, successfully picked up the rifle from the enemy's corpse, and climbed to the main peak.
"Company Commander!" Xiaomiao saw Xia Yuan and ran over quickly, her voice crying: "Company Commander, you are injured."
"Why are you crying? I'm fine." Xia Yuan stared at the mountains and fields and found that there were more people in the Sixth Squadron position, so he quickly asked: "Have our reinforcements arrived?"
"No..." Xiaomiao explained the whole story clearly. Xia Yuan did not blame him. He ran to the Sixth Squadron position and found the unconscious Wang Wenxing. His face was pressed to the ground, lying on the edge of the trench, soaked in the water.
In a pool of blood.
Xia Yuan ran forward and helped him up: "Squad Leader Liu..."
He found that Wang Wenxing was still alive and was staring at him closely with those piercing eyes. Xia Yuan bandaged him and looked at his appearance, remembering the first time they replenished the Third Company.
"Company commander, I will use my life to defend the honor of the third company and defend the motherland!"
"I also want to make some military exploits and make another contribution to the Third Company."
"Sanlian is my role model."
Xiaomiao hurried over and said nervously: "Company commander, the enemy, the enemy is coming up again!"
Xia Yuan raised his head and looked at the dozen wounded soldiers on the sixth squadron's position. Most of them had died, and only a few were lying on the ground, still breathing. He felt bitter in his heart.
"How many have come."
"Countless, everywhere."
Xia Yuan sighed, "Maybe we won't be able to complete the task today."
He had thought many times that he might have been killed by the enemy's stray bullets or bombed by artillery, but he never expected that he would be killed by the enemy.
The geographical location of Nanshan in Caoxiali is even more superior than that of Songgu Peak. He persisted despite the harsh environment of Songgu Peak, but this time, it seemed that he could no longer hold on. The enemies fighting at Songgu Peak were in retreat and lacked troops.
Morale was low. Even though they had enough firepower, they were unable to cross the Pine Bone Peak and were held down by three consecutive soldiers.
In Caoxia Li Nanshan, the enemy they faced was the 1st Cavalry Division with sufficient manpower and strong firepower, the ace of the US military, the ace among aces.
During the two days of defense, the enemy's strength was only a company's strength during the initial trial, but the subsequent attacks went from one battalion, then two battalions, to now one regiment, one regiment at a time.
Their troops are sufficient and they can fight on wheels.
As for the Third Company, there was only one Third Company, and their superiors asked them to hold on until dark.
The sky is dark now, and there are only two hours left until it gets completely dark. It is an impossible task to organize a collective charge of an enemy regiment with just a few people.
The enemy's roar was getting closer and closer, and the enemy also noticed that the defenders on the mountain were not strong enough, so they attacked more aggressively.
Suddenly, Wang Wenxing pulled off the bandage with one hand, his lips squirmed, and he said with difficulty: "Company commander... I, I can't survive. Even if I die, I still have to make enough money. Leave two grenades for me."
"Company commander, leave me two as well."
"Company Commander, and I, even if we die, we will have to drag a few American devils along with us."
The other wounded people spoke one after another.
Xia Yuan inexplicably thought of his poem: "For the sake of sacrifice, I dare to teach the sun and moon to change the sky!"
He gave the grenades he found from the enemy's corpses to the soldiers, climbed to the main peak, lay down in the trench, and looked down at the wound on his abdomen, where bright red blood continued to seep out.
"Xiao Miao, how many more people do we have?"
"Company Commander, there are only five left."
"Five, that's enough. When I die, you can command them."
"Company commander..."
"Everyone will die, whether it is lighter than a feather or heavier than Mount Tai. Today, we will also be martyrs for once."
Xia Yuan stuffed two grenades into his arms, grabbed the gun, dug up the soil around him, and wiped the bullets on his clothes.
Suddenly, he heard explosions coming from the Sixth Squadron position. Xiaomiao looked up, tears streaming down his face: "Company Commander, Squad Leader Liu... they died."
The Sixth Squadron's position was relatively forward, and the enemy quickly rushed to the Sixth Squadron's position. Wang Wenxing fired two grenades, climbed over the trench with all his strength, and rushed towards the enemy. There was a loud bang and a thrilling loud noise.
A swarm of enemies fell.
"Long live the motherland! Long live the 38th Army!"
The other wounded shouted, fired grenades, and rushed towards the enemy group.
Explosions sounded like New Year's fireworks, dissipating on the battlefield.
"They haven't celebrated the Spring Festival yet."
Xia Yuan thought that when they first added, they were all looking forward to celebrating the Spring Festival on the battlefield.
"Company commander, the enemy is coming."
"Xiaomiao, take the other soldiers to the battalion headquarters and find the battalion commander. Tell them that the third company has not completed its mission and has lost its position. You want them to hurry up!" Xia Yuan suddenly changed his order and stared at Xiaomiao, who was as immature as him.
Only now did he remember that they seemed to be about the same age.
Xiaomiao shook her head firmly and held the two grenades in her arms, "No, company commander, I want to learn from Comrade Wang Wenxing and persist until the end!"
"This is an order!"
"I am a revolutionary soldier, and the order from my superiors is to stick to Nanshan in Caoxiali. Company commander, your order does not work!"
The enemy came up and the fierce battle began. Xiaomiao grew from a young warrior to a real warrior. During the fierce battle, his leg was injured. Xia Yuan ordered him to withdraw. He said firmly:
"Company Commander, I can't leave. I can still stand alone while lying on my stomach."
"If you run out of money, you won't be able to hold your position. You have to find a way to preserve your strength!"
Xia Yuan's body was stained again, and the wound on his abdomen affected his dodge speed. Even if there was a danger warning, his brain could react, but his tired body could not keep up.
His left arm was hit by an enemy bullet, the skin was torn and the bones could be seen.
Xiaomiao held the broken leg and bandaged it.
The enemy pressed forward, and Xiaomiao quickly tied the bandage, lay down and continued shooting.
Xia Yuan only had one arm left, but it did not affect his shooting and reloading at all. More and more enemies fell, but their resistance became weaker and weaker.
"Xiao Miao, go and tell the battalion commander about the situation on the position. This is my order!"
Facing death, Xia Yuan breathed heavily, and his white pupils were filled with scarlet bloodshot eyes.
"I don't!"
Xiaomiao shook his head firmly and fired all the bullets. Looking at the enemies who were still crowding up, he escaped from the grenade and said firmly: "Company Commander, I am not yet a party member, but I am the Chinese People's Volunteers. I came to Korea."
It’s to protect the motherland!”
He stared at the enemy, pulled out the grenade, and said with determination: "I am dedicating myself to the great cause of the motherland! Company commander, don't be sad, there are no American soldiers accompanying me yet."
After saying that, he jumped down, rolled down the mountain, and rolled into the enemy group. His face and body were scratched by stones. The enemies behind him suddenly noticed something rolling down. When he stopped, it turned out to be a man.
A loud bang...
Xia Yuan felt a bit of pain in his heart. He scraped the dirt underneath him desperately. There were no bullets, only shell casings.
The bullets on his body were all used up, leaving only two grenades.
"If I die, can I still go back?"
He suddenly thought of a question in the future: What would you do if the motherland was in danger?
Some people commented that the ancestors have already given the answer, so they can’t copy it?
No one is not afraid of death.
The same is true for Xia Yuan.
He heard the enemy rushing up. The gunshots were silent at this moment, and no other gunshots could be heard around him. He suddenly realized that he was the only one left on the main peak, and everyone else was dead.
Looking at the grenade in his arms, he thought of Xiaomiao's eyes before he died, and of the countless soldiers who died beside him along the way from Changjin Lake.
He resolutely pulled the safety on the grenade.
...
Darkness, endless darkness.
Xia Yuan seemed to hear the sound of the system and felt as if he was floating.
My consciousness was groggy and I didn't know how much time had passed.
When he opened his eyes again, he smelled the smell of disinfectant on the tip of his nose, a clean ceiling, a hanging water bottle, and the joyful cry in his ears: "Doctor, doctor, he's awake."
"This is... the hospital." Xia Yuan was in a trance, feeling a pain in his body.
In his blurred vision, a doctor appeared. Someone opened his eyelids, and the bright light of the flashlight made him uncomfortable.
"The patient has woken up and is fine, but he still needs to rest for a while."
Blue sky, white clouds, faint green grass.
Pei Shanshan supported Xia Yuan, "You have been in a coma for more than a month. The hospital can't find any reason. It makes me anxious to death."
Xia Yuan smiled bitterly.
He thought he would never come back.
"It won't happen again, this should be the last time."
Pei Shanshan pouted, "It's best like this."
Xia Yuan looked at her red eyes and reached out to rub her hair: "Let's get married."
"Ah?" Pei Shanshan asked happily: "What did you say?"
"I said, let's get married."
"This, this is so sudden, you haven't even proposed to me yet."
"Then when I am happy, I will propose to you."
"Uh-huh."
Xia Yuan stared at the horizon and suddenly said: "If I get pregnant in the future, let's go to the Martyrs Cemetery."
Pei Shanshan's face turned red: "I haven't even married you yet, but I'm just thinking about having children. Why do I become a martyr?"
Xia Yuan said: "Bring a martyr home."
Pei Shanshan's face was a little confused, but she didn't refuse: "Okay, I'll listen to you."
Days passed, Xia Yuan's body gradually recovered, and the senior martial arts master returned.
However, the system seems to have disappeared.
However, the skills left by the system were still on his body, and Xia Yuan could use them at will. The disappearance of the system made him feel inexplicable.
No need to go back to the war years every half month.
But it's a bit strange why the system breaks away from itself after one sacrifice, and it also brings huge side effects.
But one thing is good, at least I'm back.
After returning home.
His father came to him and said, "During the time you were in coma, the Internet was full of negative news."
Xia Yuan clenched his fists, feeling the power in his body, and said with a smile: "Let them do it, I'm already enlightened."
My father was stunned: "Ming Jin?"
Xia Yuan said nothing.
After returning from the sacrifice, although he lost his system, all his skills have been upgraded by one level. The breakthrough of Bajiquan has allowed him to reach the peak level of Mingjin.
It seems that there is only one step away from the great master.
The muscles and bones in the body are like steel bars, entwining the body.
This has exceeded the limits of human beings. If it weren't for the system, he would never be able to break through in his lifetime.
Naturally, I am not afraid of negative news on the Internet.
The Xia Family Martial Arts School is bound to become famous.