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Chapter 551

The shelling on the surface was transmitted intact into the underground space through the tremors of the earth.

With every violent explosion on the surface, the underground space will inevitably tremble violently. The wild dogs raise their heads and look at the top beams of the tunnel in horror. With every tremor, dust will inevitably fall, and the wild dogs will

They were very worried that the wooden beams on top of the tunnel would collapse and bury them all alive.

Wild Dog is now a member of the 2nd Battalion.

Xu Rui originally planned to let the wild dog join Sun Changhe's guard camp, but Wan Zhongshan stopped him halfway. The reason was that Xu Rui asked the wild dog to deliver a message to Wan Zhongshan. As a result, Wan Zhongshan fell in love with the wild dog's pair of scuds and sent him to

Xu Rui wanted someone, so he kept the wild dog with him and became his correspondent.

Even the battalion commander Wan Zhongshan will participate in the counterattack later, so of course the wild dogs will not be able to escape.

However, after all, Wild Dog has just transferred from the militia and has never participated in a large-scale frontal battle, especially has never experienced such an intensity of shelling, so it is inevitable that he will be nervous. As the old saying goes, recruits are afraid of artillery, and veterans are afraid of machine guns.

The wild dog is actually just a new recruit, and it is inevitable that he is afraid of guns.

Another cannonball fell, the tunnel trembled violently again, and a large amount of dust fell.

The wild dog instinctively moved closer to Wan Zhong Mountain and asked in a trembling voice: "Batalion Commander, is it going to collapse?"

Wan Zhongshan turned around when he heard the sound, only to find that the wild dog was so nervous that his body was shaking. However, as a veteran, Wan Zhongshan did not laugh at the wild dog because he was also a recruit and knew that recruits would inevitably be nervous before a war.

, then he patted the wild dog on the shoulder and said: "Dog, take a deep breath, take a deep breath."

While speaking, Wan Zhongshan demonstrated taking a deep breath again.

The wild dog took a deep breath and felt much better after two breaths.

Wan Zhongshan smiled and asked, "Do you feel much better than before?"

"Yeah." Wild Dog nodded vigorously and added, "But Battalion Commander, I'm still afraid."

As a soldier, being afraid of war is a very shameful thing. However, Wan Zhongshan did not criticize the wild dogs for this. Instead, he smiled gently and said, "Don't be afraid. War is just that. We will launch an attack later."

After that, you just follow me, you can go wherever I go, you just have to count."

"Count?" The wild dog was a little confused when he heard this.

"Yes, count." Wan Zhongshan said with a smile, "Count how many Japanese soldiers I have killed."

After saying that, Wan Zhongshan took out the twenty-ring box cannon from the holster, opened the nose of the machine, then took off the large knife stuck diagonally on his back and placed it at his feet.

The wild dog also subconsciously tightened the Sanba Daigai in his hand.

It stands to reason that the wild dog is now the correspondent of Wanzhong Mountain and is fully qualified to be equipped with a shell gun. However, there is no such thing as freeloading in the independent regiment. If you want to equip the wild dog with a shell gun, you have to capture it yourself.

As he spoke, the sound of cannons on the surface began to become sparse.

It was obvious that the fortress artillery battalion's bombardment was about to end.

This also means that the infantry attack is about to begin.

At this time, another group of a dozen veterans joined the 2nd Battalion.

Wild Dog noticed that these dozen veterans all looked cool. Not only were their attires very different from theirs, but the rifles in their hands did not seem to have 38-inch caps. They also wore scopes. Seeing this style and 38-cap caps

With obviously different rifles, the wild dog's eyes immediately lit up, and he even forgot to be afraid.

"Are you envious?" Wan Zhongshan noticed the affection in the wild dog's eyes and said, "That's a Mauser 98k carbine. In terms of shooting accuracy and stability, it is much better than the 38-gun. Our independent regiment only has a total of thirty

Duozhi was bought from Shanghai by the regiment leader at a great price, and only Langya is qualified to use it."

"Spang fangs?" The wild dog's eyes became brighter and brighter, "Are they wolf fangs?"

As a militiaman, Wild Dog had of course heard of Langya's name, and even dreamed of countless times, dreaming that he joined Langya and became a special soldier, then returned to his hometown in glory, and married the captain's sister back to his own in great glory.

It's a pity that he would wake up in the bridal chamber with flowers and candles every time, which made him feel miserable every time.

"You want to join Langya too?" Wan Zhongshan said cheerfully, "Then you have to work hard."

The wild dog nodded silently, not knowing what he said to himself in his heart. In short, the expression on his face was much firmer and more calm than before.

After a while, the explosions on the surface completely stopped.

It was time for the infantry to attack. Wan Zhongshan stood up, raised his twenty-gun box cannon and fired it forward. The officers and soldiers of the 2nd Battalion who were ambushing in the tunnel immediately rushed forward with howls, first going up diagonally.

He walked up the tunnel to the trench on the surface, then jumped out of the trench and began to charge forward in large strides.

The wild dog followed closely behind Wan Zhongshan, rushing out of the tunnel with the flow of people and reaching the surface.

At this time, the gunpowder smoke on the surface has not cleared away, and the air is filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder smoke. The people in Wanzhong Mountain are tall and the pace is long. They stepped out of the trench in just one step. After a few ups and downs, dozens of people were already there.

Meters away, but the wild dog has always been known for its speed, so a charge of this level is just a piece of cake for him.

Intensive gunfire soon erupted from the Japanese position opposite, and some people began to fall in the charge line of the 2nd Battalion.

One of the veterans fell to the ground next to the wild dog. As the wild dog ran forward, he looked back and saw that the veteran's neck had been completely torn open by bullets, and blood was shooting out like arrows.

Just by looking at the injury, the wild dog knew that the veteran was dead. However, the veteran had not yet died. He lay there twitching non-stop, with his eyes staring straight ahead.

Because of the angle, the wild dog felt as if the veteran was staring at him.

The wild dog immediately felt his head explode with a buzzing sound, and could no longer hear any sound.

After that, the wild dog's instinct drove him to follow Wan Zhong Mountain closely.

In a daze, I didn't know how far I rushed forward. Anyway, a large number of Japanese infantry suddenly appeared in front, and they were immediately involved in a close encounter with the officers and soldiers of the 2nd Battalion. The wild dogs followed Wan Zhongshan stupidly, looking at Wan Zhongshan.

He fired continuously, knocking down the Japanese soldiers one after another, and then quickly used up a magazine.

Just when Wan Zhongshan was about to change the magazine, a Japanese soldier rushed towards him with a diagonal stab.

Wan Zhongshan dodged and hit the back of the Japanese man's neck with the butt of his rifle. The Japanese man whimpered and fell to the ground. However, the 90% new twenty-ring box cannon in Wan Zhongshan's hand was also damaged.

Wan Zhongshan threw the gun away, pulled out the large knife from his shoulder, and started slashing around.

In a short time, Wan Zhongshan chopped down six or seven Japanese in a row.

Wan Zhongshan was already ready to kill, and the weather was too hot, so he simply took off his military uniform, revealing eight angular abdominal muscles. However, this stripping of his clothes immediately attracted the attention of a Japanese soldier.

In an instant, a Japanese officer with his upper body also exposed strode forward with a saber in his hand.

The Japanese officer was short and strong, with a very stable lower body and very sharp swordsmanship.

Although Wan Zhongshan was tall and powerful, he was still forced to retreat by the Japanese officer.

Wan Zhongshan knew that he had met a master this time, and he knew even more clearly that his own strength alone might not be enough to kill his opponent. He immediately began to cry out for help: "Gouzi, Gouzi?!"

However, the wild dog was still in a daze and had not recovered. It turned a deaf ear to Wan Zhongshan's loud plea for help. Instead, it just followed Wan Zhongshan like a zombie. Wherever Wan Zhongshan retreated, he followed Wan Zhongshan.

Wherever he retreated, he turned a blind eye to the Japanese saber that was so close and was about to kill Wan Zhong Mountain.

After several rounds, Wan Zhongshan finally lost his strength and was kicked to the ground by the Japanese officer. The large knife in his hand also flew away more than ten meters away. However, Wan Zhongshan also avoided the Japanese officer's subsequent stabbing knife.

With a flying kick, the saber in the Japs saber's hand flew several meters away.

The Japanese officer jumped up and rode on Wan Zhongshan. He stretched out his big hand like a cattail leaf fan and grabbed Wan Zhong's throat. In just a moment, Wan Zhongshan was pinched until his eyes rolled back.

Bai was about to lose his breath, but at this time the wild dog finally recovered from his daze.

After the wild dog woke up, he saw at a glance that Wan Zhongshan was being ridden by a Japanese soldier. Without thinking, the wild dog rounded the 38-meter cap in his hand and hit the Japanese man on the back of the head with the butt of his gun.

, this gun butt, the wild dog used all its strength, and with just a pop, the jujube wood gun butt smashed the Japanese man's head open, and the brains splashed all over the wild dog's face, and he smelled the strong smell.

At the smell of blood, the wild dog immediately turned over and threw himself on the ground, vomiting all over the place.

Wan Zhongshan greedily took several breaths of air before finally regaining consciousness.

Turning over and sitting up, I saw that the officers and soldiers of the 2nd Battalion had occupied the Japanese position and were advancing into the depth of the position. In the other direction, the 3rd Battalion had also broken through the Japanese defense line. Judging from the current situation, this battle of the independent regiment was already

The victory is certain, the only suspense now is whether the Japanese forwards can be wiped out.

Seeing this scene, Wan Zhongshan was completely relieved.

At that moment, Wan Zhongshan gasped and said to the wild dog: "Okay, Gouzi, you saved my life."

The wild dog was still there, vomiting non-stop, and after hearing this, he just shook his right hand towards Wan Zhong Mountain.

"Not only did you save my life, you also made a great contribution." Wan Zhongshan chuckled and said, "The kid you killed just now is definitely not an ordinary kid."

The Japs whose heads were shot by wild dogs were really no ordinary Japs. This old Japs was Mouri Suehiro.

Before the battle started, Mouri Suehiro never imagined that today, in Shaqiao Gang, he, a nobleman who had a noble birth and studied at the Berlin Military Academy in Germany, would eventually die on the Chinese battlefield, and also died on the battlefield.

In the hands of a low-born man with mud legs.

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