There were several more tombs piled with stones in the mountain, and about thirty soldiers stood solemnly facing those tombs.
They had watched their companions disappear under the piles of stones in front of them, and they seemed to have seen their destination.
There was a plane from their enemy flying over in the sky, but they ignored it because the plane was not coming to them. The plane had a more important target - their enemy's artillery position.
Oh, by the way, the former enemy's position, because the enemy's artillery position was occupied by them last night.
For this reason, their side paid more than 200 casualties last night. What made them even more sad and regretful was that the companion they had just buried died during the day.
"Let's go." At this time, a middle-aged man in his forties said.
The group of people mourning in silence took one look at the new grave and then turned and left.
They walked slowly at first, and some even looked back, but then the middle-aged man at the head started running, so everyone ran forward without looking back.
Seeing too many dead people will make people numb.
Naturally, this is not the first time they have buried these fallen companions today, but they also know that this burial will never be the last.
I just don’t know when those of them who dig graves for others will be buried by those who come after them.
Could it be that this is the life of a soldier?
"Boom", "boom", "boom", the last few explosions sounded on the high ground that once served as the Japanese artillery position, and then when the smoke column soared into the sky, the two enemy planes finally left without looking back.
At this moment, shouts rang out again from the high ground.
This group of soldiers running from the new grave arrived at the lower end of the high ground, and they saw the enemy's cannon being pushed down from the top of the cliff.
A cannon weighed two or three tons, but it couldn't hold up the number of people on the mountain. So with the dull sound of the heavy object falling, the large weapon that had caused them heavy casualties finally deformed and fell apart.
"That cannon was blinded in vain." The middle-aged man who had come here and was watching said, that was Mr. Wang.
They captured four cannons last night, but unfortunately they couldn't transport them back. Now the Japanese planes are bombing again. How can they do it without destroying the cannons?
"The artillery was not blinded in vain, but Captain Du was blinded in vain. I owe another person's life." At this time, someone answered, that person was very young, because he was Shang Zhen.
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It withstood several strong attacks by the Japanese army. Although the 29th Army suffered heavy casualties, it was good news that the Chinese and Japanese front lines at Fengkou were finally stabilized.
In the next ten days, Shang Zhen and the others finally got a chance to rest.
But others were willing to take some time off, but Shang Zhen would never take it easy, so he went back to his old business. What old business? Of course you have to train yourself more!
Having seen the cruelty of hand-to-hand combat, Shang Zhen didn't want to be disemboweled and killed like others, so he naturally wanted to practice hand-to-hand combat.
So, it was in the yard of the house where they lived. He fluttered and tossed again.
On this day, Shang Zhen finished the thrusting training he had set for himself, and he habitually took out a book and started reading.
This pamphlet was captured by him from the Japanese army, and it was stained with a little blood.
But Shang Zhen didn't care, he was just thinking about the Japanese army's bayonet fighting skills.
There are three words in the booklet called "Gunshu and Swordsmanship". Now Shang Zhen has figured it out. Even though those three words are very high-end, they actually mean fighting with a bayonet.
He took a closer look at the posture of the Japanese soldiers in the pamphlet and couldn't help but start shooting.
He imagined that there was an opponent in front of him, holding the front handguard of the rifle with his left hand, and holding the front and curved part of the butt with his right hand. The tip of the bayonet was slightly at the level of his eyebrows, and the bayonet was pointed diagonally in front of him.
"Let me tell you, boss, is the tip of your spear a little crooked?" Qian Chuan'er, who was watching Shang Zhenlian stabbing, said.
In Qian Chuan'er's view, if there is an enemy on the opposite side, of course the bayonet should be facing the enemy.
"It's not crooked, it should be like this, auntie. You see, when you move the gun like this, you can protect your neck, chest and stomach.
If you want to attack, you can just swing the bayonet forward and stab! "Shang Zhen replied while gesturing.
This gesture of his took a lot of strength, and he also used several moves in succession, stabbing left, stabbing right, thrusting, guarding against left thrusting, guarding against right thrusting, deceiving thrusting.
Although Shang Zhen is still looking at Shan Xi, these few stabs have also made the tiger angry!
"It looks quite majestic, but I don't know if it's just a show." Wang Laomao said with a curl of his lips.
At this time, it was not just Qian Chuan'er who was watching Shang Zhen practice his bayonet, but the rest of the group were watching in the yard.
When Old Hat Wang speaks, most people won't answer. Old Hat Wang has that authority, but after all, there is something special among their group!
There are only two that are unusual, one is Shang Zhen, and the other is a small dustpan.
Shang Zhen is now the leader of their group, and he can talk directly to Mr. Wang.
As for Little Dustpan, this kid is a bit of a thief, but he also discovered that Old Man Wang likes him very much, so he doesn't care what Old Man Wang thinks, and sometimes he is not polite to his "Uncle Old Wang"!
So, now the little dustpan spoke again: "Uncle Wang, what you said is wrong, then practicing is better than not practicing at all!"
Mr. Wang glared at the little dustpan but didn't say anything. At this moment, Qin Chuan deliberately said with a straight face from the side: "You little kid, why are you talking to your godfather?"
When Qin Chuan said this, everyone laughed.
There is an allusion to what Qin Chuan said. Han Lian just came to see them a few days ago and bought two kilograms of wine from somewhere.
As for other people, how could Mr. Wang, who had a beard, not like to drink? He drank so much that day that his face was so hot.
Human beings, if you don’t lose your temper or become perverted when you drink, Wang Laomao will be a little different that day anyway. He suddenly said to the little dustpan, I can be your godfather!
As for this, in terms of age, one is over forty and the other is just an adult, which is quite the same.
But the little dustpan refused.
Old Mao Wang was born with a beard, and Little Dustpan was also born with a beard. Anyone with a beard is cunning.
At that time, Mr. Wang took advantage of his drunkenness and said that he wanted to be a godfather to Little Dustpan. After a moment of drowsiness, Mr. Wang asked Mr. Wang, "Uncle Wang, do you have a daughter?"
When Little Dustpan asked, others would naturally ask him, "Does Uncle Wang have a daughter?"
Although, everyone knew that Mr. Wang was not married at the age of 40. According to Hou Kanshan, who was probably no longer alive or dead, Mr. Wang was indeed in love with a widow. of.
But being in love is all about thinking well, and you only care about warming the bed but not having a baby!
The little dustpan is just waiting for others to ask.
He then said, "Uncle Wang, it's useless for you to be my godfather. My father died too early. There are people who control their husbands and their wives. I specialize in controlling my father!"
Otherwise, if you have a daughter, then I will call you father-in-law! You see, if this is the case, our two generations are not that different!
At that time, the words "little dustpan" made everyone present was stunned, and then they all burst into laughter. Then some people said, this stupid little dustpan is so weird that it has a godfather who doesn't recognize it. , but she wanted to tease his godfather’s daughter!
Everyone laughed, including the people in the Northeast and the people in the Northwest.
But at this moment, the slightly pedantic and ignorant Chen Hanwen asked Han Liancai, how are the two of them doing?
Chen Hanwen's words made the scene quiet down at that time. Who are the two women? Do you still need to ask?
In the end, Han Liancai sighed and said, I heard that the couple committed suicide on the beam of their home the night we set off!
Suddenly, in the already steaming room, you could hear a pin drop on the ground!
What kind of fate do these two girls have!
At that time, it was all said and done, and without anyone asking, Han Liancai said that the soldier in their 29th Army also died during the raid on the Japanese artillery position.
For a moment, everyone was speechless.
Otherwise, this person must have emotional intelligence. A single question from Chen Hanwen made the banquet that started out lively end in an extremely depressing atmosphere!
Now that the Japanese devils are here, there will be more tragic things.
National hatred and family feud, even if you have wine, you can never drink like you did in peacetime!
