"Hey, Master Zhao!"
"Put it out quickly!" His thoughts were broken, and Zhao Ming glared at the monkey approaching him angrily.
"Can I have a cigarette?"
The monkey rubbed his hands in embarrassment.
Zhao Ming glanced at this guy, threw out a cigarette, thought for a while and threw out the last one.
"Give Dashan one. I just thanked Dashan. Please tell me how to thank me."
"Okay!"
Monkey took the cigarette and smiled, but rolled his eyes, "Master Zhao, why don't you say it yourself? Dashan actually doesn't like to speak, even if you look at him, but he will listen."
Hearing this, Zhao Ming waved his hand, but grabbed a cigarette from the monkey's hand, and walked towards the mountain not far away, where he was leaning on the trench alone in a daze, holding a gun.
"By the way, I won't tell Lao Chang about the incident that scared you to death."
Without these words, Zhao Ming had already walked away.
The monkey blushed, looked around and clamped his legs.
The man who was known as the Swordsman Houye was so frightened that he peed himself. He was too embarrassed to tell anyone about it.
In fact, when Zhao Ming started smoking, his hands were shaking.
In this bloody battlefield, Zhao Ming felt that anyone who came here for the first time would be scared to death.
As I walked, I touched my chest, and there was a dull pain there.
When he opened his clothes, he saw that a bag of ocean inside had been squeezed into a ball and severely deformed, and a bullet was embedded in it.
It's very dangerous, this is the position of the heart, if Feng Yunyun hadn't given him a bag of ocean to use as pocket money before leaving.
I'm afraid that this life will be handed down on the road when I am halfway through the rush.
In addition, a large piece of flesh on his left arm was taken away by the bullet.
"Have one?"
When he came to Dashan, Zhao Ming immediately threw the cigarette away.
I thought I had lost my loneliness, but the silent mountain caught it.
"Are you okay?"
As Zhao Ming spoke, he couldn't help but look at Dashan's back, where there were three bullet holes.
In order to lift the turret just now, if the mountain hadn't been following him closely, Zhao Ming would have had to take a few bullets no matter how strong his skills were and no matter how perfect his plan was.
"It's a small matter, just take care of it for a few days and it will be fine. I just can't move my left hand much these days."
Dashan spoke angrily while showing the condition of his back.
I saw two bullet holes in his back, just embedded in the broadsword on his back, and the remaining one was hit in the shoulder blade.
Dashan's body is generous and strong. Although he can bear it, he is definitely a tough guy if he can follow him back without saying a word.
But the focus of Zhao Ming's attention is not this, but that this guy can actually talk?
"you you...."
"I'm not mute! I'm not mute!"
At this moment, a high-pitched voice suddenly sounded.
Zhao Ming was stunned and looked down following the sound.
But he saw a bunch of furry things sticking out of Dashan's pocket.
It was a bunch of black feathers. Dashan lowered his head and touched it, and soon the head of a myna bird came out.
Starling looked at the mountain for a while, and then looked sideways at Zhao Ming, as if the little guy was wondering who this person was?
"Who are you? Who are you?"
"Who are you?"
Ba Ge and Zhao Ming just talked like this, staring at each other with big eyes at the same time.
"Master Zhao, this is the little pet raised by Dashan."
At this time, the monkey came over with a smile and explained, "Brother Dashan doesn't like talking very much, so he just keeps a bird like this.
It's strange that Brother Dashan came all the way to Guanzhong because he heard from a bird master that there was a very spiritual bird.
Then he came all the way to see the bird, and finally spent all his travel expenses back on this bird.
Tsk tsk, anyway, I feel like he treats those pretty ladies better than this bird! "
After listening to the monkey's description, Zhao Ming also felt that Dashan was indeed a weirdo.
At the same time, Zhang Kai, who had just led his men back from the battlefield in embarrassment, had a gray face, with a strong look of horror still on his face.
"Sir~ Brothers, it's over! It's over!"
The deputy battalion commander, Wang Kaishan, was crying. His head was bleeding, and his arm was shot. He was still bleeding even though he was wrapped in a simple cloth.
"Brother No. 300, just... bring back a hundred people! More than half of the losses were lost! We... we..."
"Shut up!"
Zhang Kai cursed in a low voice, his face also very sad.
With two-thirds lost, his 323rd Battalion was considered useless.
But seeing that other troops suffered equally huge losses, he felt a little better.
However, as soon as he came back, he looked at Zhao Ming's group of people chatting and laughing in the trench, and his face froze.
Especially the group of people in front of him, there were quite a lot of them, and his face was filled with astonishment.
He was a little dizzy, and when he led his brothers back to the trench, he was still in a daze.
He was wondering if he couldn't fight anymore?
I used to follow Brigadier Liu under Marshal Liu, and participated in many wars, large and small.
Now he is being compared to the rookie he brought over temporarily?
luck?
Zhang Kai glanced at the group that was distinct from them not far away, especially staying on Zhao Ming's face for a while.
It was clear that the opponent was charging faster and harder than them, but the casualty rate on his side was even higher? Who can I talk to to explain this?
But let no one blame anyone at this time. Both him and Zhao Ming suffered heavy losses.
The losses on his side were 60% to 70%, and on Zhao Ming's side 40%. It can only be said that Zhao Ming temporarily suppressed the casualties to a level that other troops could temporarily accept.
At the same time, groups of soldiers were already rushing towards the rear.
"Whose people do you belong to? Get out of my way. Now that we've been rotated, get out of the way and leave this place to us!"
At this moment, a young man who looked like an army officer was cursing.
Zhang Kai glanced at the other party silently, then waved his hand, "Didn't you fucking hear that? Everyone retreat with me, leave this place to our brother troops!"
After everyone heard this, they didn't know why, so they all retreated to one side.
"Sir, these guys are too arrogant!"
"What's wrong with Arrogance? He's a direct descendant of General Song, and he's better at fighting than us! If you're better at fighting than them, you can join them in the charge!"
Zhang Kai sneered.
On the battlefield, if you can't tell the situation clearly, you will suffer big losses.
Sometimes, if you fight these direct troops and get shot to death, then your death is really in vain.
"Let's go, even if these guys try to attack us, they'll still be in trouble!"
Zhang Kai was cursing, but he was really unsure.
After all, he had seen it clearly just now. That kid Zhao Ming could easily pull out a turret. If these elites went up to it, wouldn't it mean that the remaining two turrets would have to be pulled out in one go?
In the frontline command room, the atmosphere was obviously much more lively than before.
Some people have already begun to talk about the next step of the plan after the turrets are demolished.
Song Zhe was also in a good mood. Looking at the smoke-filled sky in the distance, he felt inexplicably much better.
Damn Feng Xiang, it took him more than half a year, and now every extra day it drags on, the more pressure he has to bear!
"By the way, who is the commander of the 323rd Battalion? What is his name?"
"Sir, that person seems to be named Zhang Kai. He has never been responsible for any critical tasks before. He is responsible for guarding checkpoints and supervising logistics." The adjutant reported truthfully while looking at a roster.
"Oh?!~ There is such a thing. This is really a blockbuster without even making a sound. I have recorded this piece of Kai."
Song Zhe nodded, a little surprised, but that was all.
A collateral line is a collateral line after all.
The difference between factions is very important. Even if you have some ability, it is not worthy of his attention unless it is so bright that he has to rely on it.
But this little thing is not worth it.
"Sir, why don't we let the main force attack now? The current offensive is quite good. It is estimated that when the main force pounces on it, we can quickly remove these gun towers that have troubled us for most of the month."
A staff officer suggested with a smile.
Although the second round of the offensive has only been launched for less than ten minutes, it took these motley troops nearly forty minutes in total, and they also demolished a gun tower.
In this way, the subsequent offensive pressure will be much less.
Hearing this, Song Zhe also nodded, "Well, it is true that we can directly press the main force up, pass on the order, and shell the cover.
However, the group of people who pressed up in front should not withdraw. The main force should press forward together! "
After saying that, Song Zhe also looked full of expectations.
