There was a pot of porridge near the ruined building. The roar of the machine gun was mixed with the crisp sound of the 38 rifle, and the inaccurate grenade also joined in the fun. The fighting was unprecedentedly fierce.
The bullets were flying in the streets, brilliant and dazzling. The windows of the house were broken and the doors were banged, leaving craters on the mottled walls. The shock wave of the explosion surged around, and the crumbling bricks and tiles crashed down.
It fell, and the people hiding underneath screamed.
In the thick smoke, Yang Ling dodged left and right, making tactical evasive maneuvers, but the bullets were too dense. Bullets did not have eyes on the battlefield, and they flew horizontally and vertically. Stray bullets with the smell of death streaked across his ears from time to time.
There was a buzzing sound, which made people's scalp numb.
He carefully crossed over the corpses and debris lying on the ground, and rolled into a puddle of blood. A bullet that flew from nowhere ripped off his hat. With a cool swish, he smelled the burnt hair.
smell.
He reached out to pick up the hat that had fallen into the muddy water, patted it and put it back on his head. He held up the shell gun and looked at the dilapidated building that was only twenty or thirty meters away. He took a deep breath and jumped out like a cheetah.
"Someone is coming! Machine gun fire!" Li Tiezhu leaned against the broken window, holding up his 38 rifle and shooting at the Japanese soldiers in the distance. Through the flash of the explosion, he suddenly saw a black figure coming from the darkness in front of him.
Zhong jumped over and hurriedly shouted to the machine gunner beside him.
The machine gun didn't respond at all. Li Tiezhu fired a shot at the black figure. The black figure rolled over and dodged. He turned around to look at the machine gun position. All five soldiers surrounding the machine gun had already fallen into a pool of blood.
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Li Tiezhu threw away the 38 rifle in his hand, ran over, picked up the machine gun, and fired fiercely out of the window. The air flow caused by the bullet tore up the air, and gravel and rubble splashed around Yang Ling. He evaded in a panic.
Incoming bullets.
The machine gun fired a magazine and finally stopped roaring. Yang Ling spat out the sand that splashed into his mouth and shouted at the dilapidated building 20 meters away: "Brothers of the 87th Division, don't shoot! I am
The reinforcements of the 174th Division are here to lead you to break out of the encirclement!"
"Platoon leader, he seems to be one of our own?" A gray-faced soldier raised his gun and turned to look at Li Tiezhu, who was loading the magazine for the machine gun.
"Don't be fooled! He must be a traitor who surrendered to the Japanese! I am from the 174th Division. I have never seen this person. Beat me to death!" Li Tiezhu said, putting the machine gun tripod on the window and facing it.
Another long shot came from Yang Ling's direction. Yang Ling was so angry that she hid and scolded her.
Yang Ling shouted at the broken building a few more times, but his voice was soon drowned in the noisy rain of bullets. The people trapped in the building did not believe Yang Ling's words at all, but Yang Ling was disgraced.
Looking at the muzzle of the gun that was spitting flames, Yang Ling gritted his teeth. It seemed that he had no choice but to rush forward. The moment the magazine in the window was empty, Yang Ling stared at the ground and threw himself towards the window.
Bang, bang, Li Tiezhu was loading the magazine for the machine gun. With a loud noise, a black figure crashed in along the window. Li Tiezhu behind the window fell to the ground and hit the hard floor on all fours. He was in pain.
call.
Several riflemen around saw someone jumping in from the window. They turned around and rushed over with guns waving. It was so dark that they couldn't even see who it was. They punched and kicked Yang Ling with their rifle butts.
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"I'll kill you, you bitch traitor!"
"Li Tiezhu, stop it! I am Yang Ling!" Yang Ling was hit by countless big feet and gun butts. He only felt burning pain. When he heard Li Tiezhu's voice, he hurriedly shouted.
Li Tiezhu stopped with his raised fist, looked at the man in front of him with red eyes and a jet-black face, and finally recognized him as Yang Ling.
"Why did you vote for the Japanese?" Li Tiezhu asked Yang Ling with red eyes without clenching his fists.
Yang Ling angrily scolded: "You just turned to the Japanese! I'm here to save you, you're deaf or something, and when you heard me calling you, you beat me to death!"
"I thought you were a traitor!"
Yang Ling didn't have time to argue with Li Tiezhu here, so he waved his hand and said, "Okay, my brothers can't hold out for long outside, so break out quickly!"
At this moment, there was a fight outside, and it seemed that Yang Ling was not telling lies. Li Tiezhu temporarily believed Yang Ling's words and pointed to the second floor: "The regimental deputy is still on the second floor. He is injured."
Yang Ling did not expect to meet Li Tiezhu and others after Jiangqiao's breakout here. When he heard that Liu Ming, the regimental deputy, was also there, he immediately turned around and went upstairs.
"Deputy Liu, are you okay?" Yang Ling found Liu Ming on a stretcher. Liu Ming was wrapped like a rice dumpling, and the gauze seeped with blood and turned dark red.
Liu Ming, the regimental deputy, heard the sound and raised his head to see Yang Ling with a jet black face. He was so excited that he wanted to struggle to get up: "Yang Ling, you are not dead. I thought you were dead..."
Before he finished speaking, a line of hot tears already flowed out of his eyes.
When they broke out at Jiangqiao, Yang Ling led a small group of people to stage a fake breakout to cover Liu Ming's real breakout. Liu Ming and the others broke out of Jiangqiao, thinking that Yang Ling and the others had not broken out, and felt sad for a while.
Yang Ling was also very happy to be able to see familiar people alive on this smoke-filled battlefield, but time was urgent now and he had no time to say hello. He said, "Vice-deputy Liu, let's evacuate quickly. My brothers are outside.
It won’t be long.”
Hearing Yang Ling's reminder, Liu Ming pointed at Yang Ling and sighed: "Why did you come to save us if you didn't run for your life? There are Japs everywhere outside. You are going to let our supplementary group be taken over by the Japs."
Although Liu Ming was blaming, a warm current surged through his heart. He thought they were doomed this time, but he didn't expect Yang Ling to rush in to save them again. The way he looked at Yang Ling became different.
"Deputy Liu, we have something to talk about later. Let's break out of the encirclement first -" Yang Ling shouted to the people behind him: "Come and help some brothers and carry Deputy Liu away!"
At this moment, in addition to Liu Ming and his group, those surrounded were also some engineers from the 87th Division who were responsible for blowing up the bridge at the rear, and they were about to come over to help.
Yang Ling was about to grab the stretcher, but Liu Ming, the regimental deputy, held Yang Ling's hand: "Yang Ling, listen to me, I'm very happy to have you back. You can quickly lead your brothers to break out and leave us wounded alone."
Now, if you can run out one by one, leave some seeds for our replenishment group."
Li Tiezhu stood aside and heard what Liu Ming, the regimental deputy, said, and immediately became anxious: "What's going on, regimental deputy, let's go together if we want to leave!"
"Li Tiezhu, listen to the order! From now on, Yang Ling will act as deputy deputy in charge of the command, and leave quickly!"
"No! Let's go together! We can't leave you." Li Tiezhu had a stubborn temper and refused to listen.
Boom! A grenade flew into the building, and there was a violent explosion. The smoke filled the air and made Liu Ming cough.
"Yang Ling, follow my order and lead the brothers to break out! Let's go! Let's go!" Liu Ming shouted while pushing Yang Ling and the others.
"Regimental deputy, you have to give me a certificate if you want me to act as the commander..." Yang Ling bent down and reached for the military officer's ID card of regimental deputy Liu Ming.
When Li Tiezhu saw that Yang Ling was going to do such a thing, he immediately yelled angrily: "Yang Ling! You ungrateful..."
Before Li Tiezhu finished his words, Yang Ling had already stood up again. He pretended to ask for the military officer's certificate of regimental deputy Liu Ming, and when he wasn't paying attention, he knocked him unconscious with a knife.
"Carry away!" Li Tiezhu, who was stunned no matter where Yang Ling was, shouted to the person next to him, asking Yang Ling to leave the wounded and run away alone. He still couldn't do such a thing, so it would be better to knock him out quickly than to persuade him.
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"What are you doing standing still, waiting to be used as cannon fodder?" Yang Ling stepped out of the room and saw Li Tiezhu still frozen in place, so he turned around and shouted.
Damn it, you are just being used as cannon fodder, Li Tiezhu cursed in his heart, grabbed the gun and rushed out of the house.
As soon as Li Tiezhu rushed out of the house, several black shells fell on the room where they were staying. With the rumbling sound, the crumbling building finally could no longer hold on and began to collapse. Yang Ling and the others were falling.
He ran out of the dilapidated building in embarrassment amid broken bricks and rubble.