Some people came over and gathered around him, looking at him curiously and laughing at the same time.
Someone else squeezed over, tapped him on the shoulder and offered him a cigarette.
"Come and smoke a cigarette. Smoking is not good."
For a moment, the people in the stronghold relaxed after receiving the order to retreat, and at the same time admired his behavior just now.
"Penetrating injury, it's okay!"
He whispered and handed the flashlight to Platoon Leader Tao. The latter looked at it and asked carefully,
"How can a German flashlight be used with a Japanese gun?"
Zhang Sixing asked with a low smile, showing his white teeth,
"Did you see it?"
"Um."
While responding in a muffled voice, Platoon Commander Tao was looking for fire all over his body.
He took out his lighter and handed it over. While continuing to bandage himself, Zhang Sixing replied,
"Take it from the thief, use it to the thief."
Platoon leader Tao, who was lighting the fire, was startled for a moment, then chuckled,
"We have no shortage of bullets."
"I'm missing!"
After stopping to take a few puffs of cigarette, Platoon Leader Tao asked again,
"Brother Zhang, it seems that everything you wear is German. Did you serve as a soldier for the Germans when you were abroad?"
"German paratroopers who fought against the Republican Army in Spain."
There is no need to keep these things secret and there is no shame in it. Just don’t mention that you are also leading troops, and you are also leading a special operations team.
"What is a paratrooper?"
Platoon leader Tao was also curious when he heard someone ask, but he just didn't ask, otherwise he would have seemed ignorant.
"He is a soldier who jumps out of an airplane with a parachute on his back and is born to be surrounded."
"Bragging, are there such soldiers in the world?"
"If you jump from the sky, you must not fall to death alive."
While the soldiers were talking about it, he finally wrapped up his wounds and put on his I-type paratrooper boots with side straps again. Platoon Leader Tao helped him stand up.
"Brothers of the Four Elements, let's leave quickly."
The soldiers put away their weapons and prepared to leave. Unexpectedly, Zhang Sixing made an unexpected retort:
"It's not possible to go this way. We have to find a way to delay it."
Even in the dark night, I could feel that everyone was looking at me with surprise.
Procrastination, how to procrastinate.
Do you want to keep people here to attract firepower?
This is often the case when retreating, but who wants to be left behind.
The gaze in the darkness was no longer surprised, but even a little hostile and aggrieved.
Ignoring the soldiers' gazes, he opened his sleeves and glanced at the luminous watch. It was already close to midnight.
"There's still time, just wait for me for a minute."
I saw him take out a bamboo tube from his backpack, which contained a handful of incense sticks. He also took out a handful of something from his backpack and threw it on the ground.
With the dim red light of the flashlight, everyone finally saw clearly that he was winding each firecracker twister around the incense stick.
"firecracker?"
The soldiers surrounding him put their rifle butts on the ground and looked at the Western scene with their guns.
But Platoon Leader Tao figured it out and said hello,
"They just kidnapped everyone, and when the firecrackers started going off, the Japanese thought we were all nailed here."
Everyone suddenly realized that Bing, who had just had some opinions about him, felt too guilty to praise him loudly.
"Brother, your thoughts... what can I say, you are really ghostly, ghostly."
"The distance between the firecrackers and the incense stick is about the size of the head of a stick. It is basically the shooting time after careful aim."
Ignoring the soldiers' words, Zhang Sixing told them how to tie him up.
"The intervals should not be too precise, just be of varying lengths."
While tying the firecrackers to the firecrackers, he explained to everyone in a low voice.
Everyone who heard this couldn't help but look at each other, wondering who could study these things after eating all day.
But then I thought about it, it was really a good idea, at least the Japanese who surrounded them couldn't figure out their movements.
One soldier saw that everyone was circling the cannon and had to get close to the red flashlight to see clearly, so he simply held up the flashlight to illuminate it for everyone.
It's easy to get things done when there are a lot of people, and it didn't take long to wind up dozens of chopstick-length incense sticks.
"Put them all in places where people usually shoot. This way, the firecrackers will catch fire and explode when they fall."
Seeing some soldiers save the trouble and just place them near the shooting holes, Zhang Sixing went over and found a place to insert the incense sticks.
"If you lay it flat, the incense will explode, and the trick of suspecting soldiers will not work."
I put my rucksack on my back and was about to grab the single-frame object when a soldier came over to me.
"Brother, give me the single frame and I will carry it for you."
Of course that thing was not a single frame, but he didn't explain what it was.
Someone else came over and reached out to take over his backpack.
"It's okay, it's not heavy."
As he spoke, he took a few steps to catch up with Platoon Leader Tao who was about to leave and suggested,
"Platoon leader, I am the vanguard. Two short flashlights on my flashlight means safety, and two long flashlights are waiting."
Unexpectedly, Platoon Leader Tao refused in another way.
"You are injured. I will send two veterans. You are a German soldier and a paratrooper I have never seen before. You must be a treasure to the commander."
Hearing what he said, Zhang Sixing didn't argue. He knew that integrating into a team requires more than just time.
The group of people hunkered down and quietly followed the two sharp soldiers towards the Japanese defense line.
Just when they found the Japanese defense line, the sound of ping-pong-ping-pong gunfire was heard from the suddenly abandoned stronghold.
Hey, those firecrackers are not bad, they really look like that.
Listening to the messy "gunfire", Platoon Leader Tao thought to himself.
Sure enough, the Japanese surrounding this small force were alerted, and machine guns, grenade launchers, and rifles rang out.
They had a great time with the firecrackers in the stronghold, which was really gratifying.
Under the flash of shooting and explosions, the battlefield became as lively as a carnival.
The retreating soldiers were in a happy mood, but bending down and approaching the Japanese front line made them nervous.
Crossing enemy lines at night is no joke.
if……
The closer they got to the Japanese front, the more nervous the soldiers became.
However, misfortune still happened.
With a "boom", two soldiers exploring the path stepped on a landmine.
In the firelight, you can clearly see the bombed soldiers, their bodies flying in the air and then falling to the ground along with scattered debris.
Immediately, there were pitiful screams that were not uncommon on the battlefield.
Almost instantly, Zhang Sixing's plan to deceive the enemy was ineffective.
"It's over, I've harmed the whole platoon of brothers."
Seeing the two leading soldiers knocked down by landmines, Platoon Commander Tao's heart dropped to the bottom of his heart.
The flare rose into the air almost instantly.
Seeing the contrails of flares, Zhang Sixing knew that once they were illuminated, they would have nowhere to escape in front of the machine guns.
Without even thinking about it, he raised his sniper rifle and aimed at the flare that had just been lit and fired a "pop" shot.
The flare that just shed light lasted less than a second before being shot away.
"Run, run quickly, follow me..."
Facing the incoming gunfire, Zhang Sixing didn't care about anything else and shouted at the soldiers around him while running.
"Bobo"
The Japanese were apparently angered by his method of lighting flares and fired two at a time.
Looking up and seeing the obvious trails of flares in the sky, almost everyone's heart sank.
However, Zhang Sixing already knew that the Japanese would use more flares to defeat his attack.
Therefore, while taking the lead in running wildly, he took out the smoke bombs from his bag and threw them towards the headwind of their advance.
There was also a slight "pop" sound, and white smoke spurted out.
The battlefield was already a poorly sighted place, and because of the white smoke, nothing could be seen.