At the moment of the explosion, the soldiers had already slipped into the hole.
At the critical moment of life and death, no one could take care of this unfamiliar woman. Zhou Weiguo did not complain that his soldiers had no sympathy and compassion.
In this war, the first thing you need to save is your own life. If you can't save your own life, then you want to protect the lives of others. This is obviously contradictory and undesirable. After all, you are not a saint.
Zhang Qing, who had turned pale with fright, was shaking all over and was screaming, could only let Zhou Weiguo drag him towards the bunker along the way.
The high-decibel shouting almost covered up the explosion of the shell, and the eardrums were even more painful.
"Stop screaming, your ears are about to burst. Bend down, open your mouth, and don't poke your head." Zhou Weiguo yelled, and at the same time called to the soldiers who were still running around: "What the hell are you running around? Enter the shelter.
If that doesn't work, let me enter the camp bunker."
After enduring the fierce bombing by the Japanese army, Zhou Weiguo took Zhang Qing into the bunker and breathed a sigh of relief. He rubbed his hand that was sore from being hit by stones and looked at Zhang Qing, whose face was as white as paper and sitting in the ammunition box, panting.
He pulled two pieces of paper from a distance and crumpled them into a small ball and handed them to Zhang Qing; "Put them in your ears. It's your first time here and your eardrums may be easily ruptured."
Zhang Qing gratefully took the paper ball, and she indeed felt her eardrums buzzing.
Boom boom... boom boom... boom...
The shelling continued. Zhou Weiguo handed Zhang Qing a glass of water, picked up the telescope and went to the bunker entrance to look across.
Exploded dirt and smoke and dust obscured the view.
The entire position was gray and it was difficult to see the situation on the other side clearly. Zhou Weiguo could only put down the telescope and wait for the Japanese shelling to end before taking a look at the situation.
After more than ten minutes of shelling, Zhou Weiguo looked back slightly and looked at Zhang Qing, who was sitting on the edge and seemed to be used to the explosion. He took off his blue and gray military coat and handed it to Zhang Qing; "Take off your curry coat."
, put on this, you will be easily exposed."
Seemingly feeling that the bald head was really conspicuous, Zhou Weiguo took off his helmet and put it on Zhang Qing's head.
Seeing that she was about to refuse, Zhou Weiguo stopped her and said, "Hold on, this is a battlefield, everything is fake. Only when you protect yourself from getting hurt is it true."
Zhang Qing looked at Zhou Weiguo for a long time. It seemed that she thought it was inappropriate to take off her clothes in front of a group of men, but after thinking about it, she took off her curry coat and put on a military coat and a steel helmet.
"The Japanese troops are coming up." The observation post shouted outside, causing Zhou Weiguo to grab his telescope and look into the distance.
One squadron charged towards its own position under the cover of a Japanese tank, while in the other direction, two squadrons were also attacking friendly positions.
"Enter the position, enter the position." The shouts of Hu Yong, Zhou Jin and others were already heard outside.
Zhou Weiguo looked at Zhang Qing and said, "Don't go out, just stay here."
Zhou Weiguo found Hu Yong crawling on the battlefield.
When Hu Yong saw that it was Zhou Weiguo, he pointed in the distance: "Batalion Commander, they are huddled behind turtle shells."
Don't worry about the tanks, your own anti-tank guns can teach them how to behave.
Zhou Weiguo patted Hu Yong on the shoulder: "Don't worry about the Japanese tanks, the anti-tank artillery will deal with them. The old method is to put them closer and hit them. Our troops are not accurate enough, and we must not waste ammunition."
"I know, battalion commander." After Hu Yong responded, Zhou Weiguo went to the battle defense artillery position, but did not want to bump into Xu Hu.
Xu Hu was teaching the soldiers how to protect themselves. Zhou Weiguo did not interrupt, but loudly reminded the soldiers around him: "Don't show your head, wait for the order to shoot. The Japanese army's marksmanship is very good, and it is easy to kill people."
After walking around the position, Zhou Weiguo returned to the second company where Hu Yong was.
Hu Yong moved to the side and said, "Batalion Commander, is it eighty meters already?"
Eighty meters is not enough, most of my troops are composed of security groups.
The security team is a local force, and its daily training is not as good as that of others, and live ammunition shooting is even rarer.
To put it bluntly, let alone the security team, even the adjustment division has very few opportunities to fire live ammunition.
Most of them just aim blankly.
But aiming and actually shooting are completely different things.
Although some time ago, I arranged for each person to fire three rounds of live ammunition, this did not improve the soldiers' shooting ability at all.
Not to mention 80 meters, even if it was 50 meters, I didn't want to give the order to shoot.
It's not necessarily a hit, but fifty meters is the minimum. The Japanese troops will rush up later.
"Fifty-meter light machine gun suppression, heavy machine gun don't move. Give everyone a time to relax. Let them get used to it." Zhou Weiguo wanted the soldiers to have the essentials to adapt to battlefield shooting.
Chug tug tug...
chug……
Fifty meters away, the light machine gun immediately pulled the trigger.
The dispersed triangle attack formation forced the machine guns to use burst fire to suppress the enemy.
A few strong ones threw the grenades, which exploded around the Japanese troops.
Then, gunshots rang out.
The crackling sound was so lively.
Some people kept screaming and falling down. Zhou Weiguo didn't want to see this.
There is always a group of people who need to die, and among these people, there are those who don't take things seriously and those who don't listen to the arrangements from above.
Anyway, he didn't take his orders seriously. He was almost wiped out in this attack, and those who were left could be considered veterans.
The attack did not last long. After five or six minutes, the Japanese troops quickly withdrew under the cover of rear artillery fire.
Bang bang...
Zhou Jin walked in from the outside and patted the dirt on his body and put a list of names in his hand on the ground; "Damn it, more than fifty people died in one go."
After picking up the teapot, Zhou Weiguo just raised his eyes slightly and looked at it, but said nothing.
Hu Yong, who folded his arms and leaned in front of the bunker, snorted coldly; "Who's to blame? This group of security guards always think they have a way to deal with it. We repeatedly ordered them to protect themselves according to our wishes. In the light machine gun
Under the cover of grenades and fully formed firepower superiority, they all have to stick their necks out of the trenches, why are they waiting to die?"
Zhou Weiguo still didn't speak. Zhang Qing, who had not left the bunker, saw that Zhou Weiguo's expression did not show any frustration or dissatisfaction. She thought for a moment and walked up to Zhou Weiguo; "Captain Zhou, did you know that there would be so many people?"
Casualties?"
Zhang Qing's eyes were red. She had walked around the battlefield just now, but she didn't go very far when she was so frightened by the fallen corpses and broken arms and legs in the tunnel that she ran back and vomited not far away.
Didn't he just regain some of his humanity and sit down not far away to rest?
Zhou Weiguo looked at the reporter in front of him, and then at the soldiers in the trenches who were busy repairing their positions; "Yes, I have known it for a long time, and even several company commanders present knew it. Because this is a baptism
