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"Yang Dashu, you get stuck at the main intersection with the machine gun team!"
"Wu Jiang, take a team to the left to cover the flank."
"Others hide on the spot, five meters apart!"
Yang Ling's tone was short and clear, and more than 20 remnants immediately split up and ran towards their positions.
Without the encumbrance of the health team and the stretcher team, although he only has more than 20 soldiers under him now, they are all veterans who have fought many battles after all, so it shouldn't be a problem to stop the devils for a while.
But when Yang Ling arranged everything properly and turned his head to look northwest, his nose almost turned from anger. The health team and stretcher team who had fled to the northwest just now came back in a panic.
"Why are you running back again?" Yang Ling strode up to meet her and asked hurriedly.
"Devils—there are devils ahead—" Lu Zitao said out of breath, sweating profusely from running.
When Yang Ling heard that there were devils in front of him, he was very frightened. Could it be that he was surrounded by devils?
"How many devils are there?"
Lu Zitao was stunned for a few seconds and replied: "I didn't see clearly, they are on the road over there."
Yang Ling really wanted to kick Lu Zitao a few times now, he ran away without seeing clearly, but now the situation was critical, the ghost soldiers chasing after him were already a mile away, and he didn't bother to waste time scolding Lu Zitao.
He turned his gaze to Zhang Hongying: "Captain Zhang, have you seen how many devils there are?"
"It seems that there are more than ten." Zhang Hongying replied uncertainly.
There were only a dozen devils, and Yang Ling felt relieved. They should be the vanguard of the devils or scattered devils, so it's not a big problem.
"All of you men stand up." At this moment, manpower was stretched, so Yang Ling could only use the men in the stretcher team and health team.
A lot of people in the stretcher team died on the battlefield, and a lot of people in the health team also died. Now there are about [-] men alive in the two teams. Hearing Yang Ling's shout, they all hurriedly stood crookedly for two Row.
"Old Wangtou, give them guns." Yang Ling and the others still had more than a dozen spare guns, and they stuffed them into the hands of these men without hesitation.
Lu Zitao was also caught with a blood-stained [-] rifle, holding the heavy and dirty rifle in his hand, his hands were trembling, this is a gun, a murderous gun.
"Old Wangtou, you take five brothers and lead them to deal with the more than ten devils blocking the way, and take them to the northwest. Let's delay here for a while."
"Okay!" The old Wangtou responded simply, "Monkey, you guys follow me."
Main text Chapter 132 Desperate!
More than a dozen guns were allocated to the young men and male health workers of the stretcher team, but it was still not enough, and several of them still had empty hands.
Whether it is a young man from the stretcher team or a man from the health team, holding a cold and blood-stained rifle, their hands are trembling. They never thought that one day they would fight with a gun, and their faces turned blue nervously.
"Platoon Leader Wang, I...I don't know how to use a rifle, so I'd better give it to someone else." Lu Zitao said, and hurriedly stuffed the blood-stained rifle into the hand of an empty-handed person next to him, like sending a plague god, hurriedly let go.
Seeing Lu Zitao's timid look, Lao Wang frowned. These people have never participated in a battle, can they do it?
But now the situation is urgent, so we have to bite the bullet and pull up if we can. If we don't kill more than a dozen devils blocking the way, their group will be attacked from both sides, and no one will survive.
"Is there anyone who doesn't know how to use a gun and speak up quickly." Old Wang looked at the tense faces of the crowd and asked loudly.
"I...I won't." A young man said timidly.
The old Wangtou turned around and shouted to the monkey behind him: "Monkey, teach him as you go!" After speaking, ignoring the delay, he waved his hand and led a group of people to rush towards the northwest again.
The heavy footsteps were mixed with shortness of breath. There were more than 50 men in the front and women in the back. No one spoke, and the atmosphere was oppressive and breathless.
Lu Zitao pulled out his exquisite Browning, clutched it tightly in his hand, his palms were sweating, it was for his self-defense, there were eight bullets in it, but it had never been fired, it was a symbolic function Far greater than the actual effect.
"Vice Captain Lu, don't you know how to use a gun?" Monkey saw the exquisite Browning in Lu Zitao's hand, his eyes lit up.
"I...I just don't know how to use a rifle." Lu Zitao looked at the monkey's unscrupulous and greedy eyes, and squeezed the Browning in his hand even tighter, for fear that he would snatch it away.
Seeing Lu Zitao's nervous look, the monkey grinned and ran forward over Lu Zitao.
Beside the deserted path, two piles of firewood were lit, more than a dozen devils were talking and laughing around the fire, and porridge was being cooked in the lunch box on the firewood.
The Chinese defenders collapsed from the Songhu battlefield like a broken dam all over the mountains and plains, and the chasing devil soldiers also chased all over the mountains and plains, so the organizational system was very chaotic, with large and small troops mixed together. This devil infantry squad is relatively The small chasing force, although small in size, still drove the fleeing defenders into a panic.
However, the ghost soldiers are also human beings, so they will be tired and sleepy. After chasing them for so long, they are also very tired, so they spent the night here last night, but the place they chose to rest happened to block Yang Ling's escape route, so the battle was inevitable.
The old king's eyes were turned away from the ghost soldiers. The devils hadn't spotted them yet, so the situation wasn't that bad after all.
However, there are only five veterans under him who can really play with guns. Young and strong can't be counted on, at most they are brave, so this battle has to be fought in close combat.
"Listen to me, everyone. After one round, we rush up to fight with bayonets. There are too many of us, two against one. Devils are not our opponents."
"Do you understand everything!"
"Understood!" The five veterans gritted their teeth, ready to fight to the death, while the hands of the young men holding their guns were trembling.
"Wang, platoon leader Wang, I want to pee..." A young and strong man said timidly.
The monkey kicked the young man: "Hold back—"
Seeing the green faces of the young and strong, the old Wang cursed: "You guys are so nervous, devils are also fat, with two shoulders on top of a head, you shoot him and still bleed, they are old men, Afraid of an egg!"
That's a devil, a devil who kills without batting an eyelid, it's easy for you to say it, Lu Zitao's heart is about to jump out, and he is contemptuous of the old Wang's big talk.
He looked back, 200 meters away, Zhang Hongying and a group of female health workers were lying motionless in the grass, looking nervously at this side.
Seeing the woman he likes watching behind him, Lu Zitao forced a smile uglier than crying in Zhang Hongying's direction, opened Browning's insurance, and prepared to follow Lao Wangtou and the others. Be brave yourself.
"Let's go—" Someone pushed Lu Zitao's shoulder, and he turned his head to look. Old Wang and the others had crawled out more than ten meters away like big bugs. He gritted his teeth and crawled forward. .
The withered yellow grass provided them with good cover. They were already 200 meters away from the devils. They could vaguely hear the chatter and laughter of the devils. Lu Zitao could smell the smell of urine floating in the air. So wet that he peed his pants.
What a dare, Lu Zitao cursed inwardly, and sped up to the front, he didn't want to smell this nauseating smell all the time.
Old Wangtou and the others stopped at a distance of more than 100 meters from the ghost soldiers. They did not move forward, and began to gently pull the bolt of the gun, ready to fire. Lu Zitao also aimed his Browning outward. The distance was too far, only Can embolden myself.
The devil soldiers are very arrogant, especially after the defeat of the Chinese defenders in the Battle of Songhu, more than a dozen of them were able to chase away several times the number of Chinese defenders. If someone dared to take the initiative to beat them, they would suffer a loss if they were not prepared.
"Hit!" With the cold shout of the old Wang's head, the bang bang bang gun rang out and spread far away.
More than a dozen guns fired, a row of bullets flew out, and gunpowder smoke came out of the muzzle, but most of the bullets flew into the sky. Only three devil soldiers fell down, and the rest of the devil soldiers seemed to be frightened. Like a rabbit, he hurried to grab the gun.
"Come on!" The old Wangtou had expected such a result, and immediately got up and rushed forward holding the devil soldier's saber.
The so-called bravery of the generals, the old Wangtou, the platoon leader, was absolutely brave and senseless. He took the lead and charged forward, and five veterans also rushed up with bayonets. Shouting, shattered the fear and fear in their hearts, and rushed forward with a loud roar, anyway, they are dead anyway, fight hard!
The Guizibing didn't expect someone to lurk so close to them. Time was short, and he only had time to shoot in the direction of the old Wangtou and the others, and then hurriedly drew the bayonet.
The ghost soldiers shot well. Although they only fired in a panic, four or five charging young men were still shot and fell to the ground. Those who were still injured rolled and struggled on the ground, howling terribly.