Everyone was silent as they listened to Wu Chengfeng slowly describing the tragic war six years ago. During the battle to regain Peiping, in order to protect the ancient capital, Su Tong had to order a strict ban on the use of heavy bombers and heavy artillery to attack the city, which made the troops
The casualties skyrocketed, and even the battle damage rate of the elite airborne regiment, which had just been established at that time, reached 30%, which can be described as extremely tragic.
Looking at the more than ten silent soldiers in the tank, Wu Chengfeng laughed and cursed: "Damn it, why are you all crying and sad? It is a soldier's duty to die in battle. After being a soldier for so many years, I have already seen that
Well, many of my brothers who served as soldiers together with me have entered the national cemetery in Chahar. If I can survive to this day, I have earned a fortune. The same goes for you. If anyone shows off on the battlefield and embarrasses me, I know him.
You, but I don’t know the gun in my hand, do you understand?” At the end of the sentence, Wu Chengfeng’s face turned sharp and stern.
"Yes" everyone agreed in unison.
"See you at the National Cemetery" was even shouted.
"The morale of these brats is quite high." Seeing this, Wu Chengfeng couldn't help laughing and scolding, and nodded with satisfaction.
At this time, Wu Chengfeng felt that the road began to bump violently. Even an armored personnel carrier with a shock absorber system could clearly feel the strong bumps.
"Hey, what's going on?" Wu Chengfeng opened his head or something, but Wei Bing still struggled to sit up with his right hand on the ground. He tried his best to show a smile and pointed to his right hand and said: "I can't help it, it's fucking broken again."
, you can run away and leave me alone."
"No"
As if she understood Wei Bing's words, Nisha shook her head desperately, and a few crystal tears welled up in her beautiful big eyes. She stood up, grabbed Wei Bing's right hand, and struggled to pull him up.
"Silly girl, you've come to this point and you still don't give up. Well, since you still want to run, I will accompany you until the last moment." It seemed that the softest place in my heart was touched, maybe it was
Wei Bing couldn't bear to let such a kind-hearted girl down. He stood up with difficulty, changed his right hand to hold Nisha and continued to run forward.
Maybe it was a waste of time when I fell down just now. The barking of dogs behind me is getting closer and closer. Dozens of Soviet soldiers have appeared more than 400 meters behind. A few bullets followed by a few crisp gunshots.
The sound started from their heads and started to speak loudly, which affected their lungs. Wei Bing kept coughing.
Although Nisha had never encountered a war, she also knew that based on the current situation, the chance of survival for the two of them was almost zero. She did not speak, but she shed tears silently and helped the man in front of her heal his wounds.
"Bang bang" After firing a few more bullets, Wei Bing endured the pain and struggled to unload the magazine. After counting the only two bullets, he loaded the gun again.
Wei Bing smiled softly, pointed the gun at Nisha and said softly: "Nisha, I will never let you fall into their hands. Are you ready?"
When Nisha saw this, she understood what Wei Bing meant. She couldn't help but shed tears again. She closed her eyes hard. Wei Bing looked at the Soviet army that was getting closer and closer and was about to shoot at Nisha.
Suddenly, there was a familiar sound of machine gunfire from behind, and with the sound of gunfire like tearing oil cloth, bursts of bullets like splashing water fell on the Soviet troops in front.