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Chapter 934: Before the War

"I didn't even think about escaping." There were too many people busy in the dark night, and Zhou Qingfeng didn't sleep at the moment. Yunshan City has been placed under military control, and he and the members of the sharp knife squad were assigned to a small house.

, much better than the hard days of living in the open air.

The best thing is that there is an almost unlimited supply of food. Compared with the 347 group who can stay in the mountains around Yunshan and eat a can of Spam and be happy to death, Zhou Qingfeng and his men rarely open their stomachs.

to eat.

The only pity is that if you eat too poorly for a long time, you will suffer from indigestion if you suddenly eat too much greasy food. So everyone except Zhou Qingfeng has to exercise restraint, otherwise it would be no joke to choke to death.

After the deputy squad leader escorted the convoy away, everyone in the sharp knife squad felt that they should just accept it now, right? They had already packed their backpacks and filled them with all kinds of food and drinks. But Zhou Qingfeng said

The words broke their thoughts.

'Old Machine Gun' reminded: "Squad leader, that Andrew brought a radio. If he hasn't replied yet, the Americans will definitely be suspicious. We don't have a way to leave now, we're afraid we won't be able to leave at dawn."

But Zhou Qingfeng shook his head and said: "We are just a nail inserted into the enemy's heart. How can we easily pull it out? I think the troops will attack Yunshan tomorrow. We will play a huge role and create a central flower."

"It's good that we can play a role. But..." 'Dou Ding' opened his mouth and said half a sentence, and then added in his heart: Americans are not really stupid, I'm afraid that before we can play our role, they will have blossomed and finished.

.

"I know what you are worried about. Aren't you just worried that the major in charge of logistics will notice that we have a problem?" Zhou Qingfeng smiled nonchalantly, shook his head and said, "I have a clever plan of my own."

Seeing that his squad leader was so pretentious, it was a pity that no one cooperated to continue asking. Zhou Qingfeng could only reveal his 'clever idea' by himself, "Wouldn't it be great if the major from the logistics department didn't have time to trouble us."

"Kill him secretly?" asked 'Old Machine Gun'.

"Well..., killing the other party will easily alert the enemy. I think it is better to let the other party suffer a sudden illness." Zhou Qingfeng proudly took out a glass medicine bottle from his pocket.

"What is this?" 'Dou Ding' asked curiously.

"I went to the military doctor and said I was constipated, so I got this medicine." Zhou Qingfeng looked at the kerosene lamp in the room and said, "The label on this says it is a medical rhubarb extract. It takes five minutes to take effect. Use it in moderation to avoid

Severe dehydration occurs.”

Isn’t this just a laxative?

"I have already been to the logistics major, and while chatting with him, I secretly poured a few grains into his coffee. When I left, the unlucky guy had already gone to the toilet with his stomach in his hands. He is not squatting in the toilet now.

, that is, he has been sent to the military doctor."

Monitor, you are really bad. You can come up with any harmful ideas from your head - this is the collective evaluation of Zhou Qingfeng by the sharp knife class.

Diarrhea is a common disease on the battlefield due to eating bad food, but constipation is also a common disease. The US military’s medical drugs are equipped with a large number of such treatment drugs. After Zhou Qingfeng was proud, he recalled it and said faintly: "I remember the field emergency vehicle of the military doctor

There are plenty of them in the car’s medicine cabinet.”

As soon as he said this, everyone in the sharp knife class in the room stared at the medicine bottle in Zhou Qingfeng's hand. 'Douding' reacted the fastest and said immediately: "If this happens at breakfast tomorrow..."

Zhou Qingfeng immediately shook his head, "No, no, no..., this thing takes effect in five minutes. Breakfast is not suitable yet, lunch or even dinner is better. And we should also put more in, so that those Americans can attack at the same time, so that the effect is the best

Okay. Um..., you all understand what I mean, right?"

The sharp knife squad nodded collectively, like chickens pecking at rice. 'Old Machine Gun' even gave Zhou Qingfeng a thumbs up, and sighed in deep voice: "I have been fighting for so many years, and I have seen everyone, but I am the squad leader.

You are the darkest."

Hahaha... Zhou Qingfeng only thought that this was a compliment to himself and smiled without hesitation. But after laughing, he said solemnly: "The battle of Yunshan is about to begin, and this battle must be extremely difficult. Regardless of us

How to do this? The power gap between the enemy and us is too big."

The enemy has a cavalry regiment of more than 3,000 people and is equipped with more tanks and artillery than our army. They also have air support, which is a heavy weight on the scale of war. Tomorrow...

"I hope tomorrow..." Zhou Qingfeng wanted to say, 'Everyone can still be alive,' but what he said was: "I hope everyone can fight bravely without fear of sacrifice tomorrow. We must believe that our sacrifices are worth it."

Morale must be boosted but not discouraged! He was already at a disadvantage and there was no way to survive if he found a way out. Zhou Qingfeng gritted his teeth and decided not to be too merciful.

If the sacrifice cannot be avoided, the sacrifice must be made valuable. Zhou Qingfeng said cruelly: "I will get a batch of explosive packs and blasting tubes later to form a tank fighting team. Even if you lose your life at the critical moment, you must facilitate the attack of the troops.

.”

When you need to sacrifice your life, you must sacrifice your life when facing an enemy tank. Because the US cavalry rides tanks, to fight the first division of the US cavalry, you must fight the tanks!

"Squad leader, just give the order."

"Squad leader, when it's time to fight hard, I don't even frown."

"Squad leader, just be optimistic, none of us are cowards."

Well..., morale is available, I feel relieved.

Zhou Qingfeng felt greatly relieved when he saw that his men were eating and drinking enough and howling like little tigers. He immediately set out to get some suitable equipment. Before leaving, he also ordered: "Leave two people to watch the night, and the others

Take turns to rest, get a good sleep and prepare for a fierce battle tomorrow."

As soon as the daring Zhou Qingfeng left, the room where the sharp knife squad was located immediately became deserted. Everyone made their beds and got ready to rest. In the process, 'Douding' suddenly said: "Are we really going to fight tanks tomorrow?"

"Of course." Someone responded.

"So can we really beat him?" 'Douding' asked again.

This question was a bit heavy, and no one could answer it. The squad leader and deputy squad leader were not here, and 'Old Machine Gun' took over the management responsibilities as a non-commissioned officer. He cursed 'Dou Ding' angrily, "Can you stop being such a coward? Come on.

On the battlefield, you must obey orders, and you are not allowed to think too much."

"I'm not a coward." 'Dou Ding' defended in a low voice: "I just don't know what to do? It was the first time I saw a truck after I joined the army. When I saw that rumbling thing running, I almost peed in fear.

.But now I realize that trucks are nothing compared to tanks.

When we ran into an enemy tank camp during the day, I really peed. I never thought how could there be such a moving iron lump in the world, and that thing actually had cannons and machine guns. Just give me one

Explosive pack, how do I blow up that thing?"

When these words were spoken, the sharp knife class fell into a collective silence, and the 'Old Machine Gun' didn't know how to answer. He became so angry that he couldn't help but cursed: "'Dou Ding, you are just a naughty, just a naughty, just a naughty."

'Dou Ding' was scolded and was about to cry again, and no one in the class spoke up for him. Everyone didn't know what to say. The little soldier was so aggrieved that he could only mutter silently in his heart: I'm not a coward, I really don't know what to do.

How to fight a tank?


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