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Yang Zheng, with the rank of second lieutenant, has been in the army for three years.
In the summer when I was sixteen, my father sent me to Yang Sen¡¯s 20th Army as a cook because I couldn¡¯t eat. As a result, before the recruit training was completed, the July 7 Marco Polo Bridge Incident broke out.
Immediately afterwards, the Battle of Songhu on August 13 started.
Yang Sen¡¯s 20th Army urgently left Sichuan to support Songhu.
Yang Zheng also followed the large army from Sichuan to Shanghai.
There is no doubt that Yang Zheng is lucky, because he is lucky enough. As a new soldier, he miraculously survived the fierce battles again and again, and eventually grew into a veteran.
But Yang Zheng is unfortunate because those who are alive must bear the grief of losing their comrades again and again.
No matter what kind of pain, no matter what kind of misfortune, as long as you experience it too much, you will eventually look down on it.
For example, now, when another comrade fell in front of him, Yang Zheng didn't even show a trace of expression on his face, he just sighed lowly in his heart, brother, walk slowly on the road to hell!
"Puff, puff, puff!" A smoking grenade rolled over.
"What a fool!" Yang Zheng cursed, and with great agility, he bent down to pick up the grenade, and then threw it out on the street outside the house.
The grenade exploded in the air almost as soon as it was thrown, making a loud bang.
"Ah!" Two screams followed, and it was obvious that a Japanese soldier had been blown up.
Amid the smoke and dust, another grenade rolled in through the crack in the door, smoking.
Another veteran hiding on the other side of the door also subconsciously picked up the grenade and was about to throw it.
But this time, the little devil also learned the lesson, and almost ran out of delay before throwing the grenade in, so the veteran just picked up the grenade and exploded with a bang.
The Type 97 grenade exploded suddenly, and the cast-iron projectile instantly disintegrated into 50 sharp fragments, sputtering in all directions.
Within a range of nearly ten meters, walls, furniture, and the ground were shot through in an instant. As for the Sichuan Army veteran who picked up the grenade, he was shot into a hedgehog in an instant.
Yang Zheng was also hit on his right cheek, and blood flowed profusely in an instant.
Fortunately, Yang Zheng was more than ten meters away from the explosion point. At this distance, the lethality has been reduced sharply.
The grenade explosion simultaneously produced a large amount of gunpowder smoke. In the permeating gunpowder smoke, the originally closed door was kicked open with a bang, and then a Japanese soldier rushed in with a bayonet.
This Japs is obviously a veteran with many years of experience.
Although the room was filled with thick smoke and it was almost impossible to see, he still relied on his rich experience in street fighting and close combat to accurately determine the exact location where Yang Zheng was hiding.
"Nisnei!" the Japanese yelled, then moved his feet sideways.
This little devil actually knows how to use tricks and deliberately makes noises to lure his opponents.
Yang Zheng was indeed fooled. After hearing the Japanese roar, he pulled the trigger without thinking.
"War!" There was a clear gunshot, and then there was no sound of the bullet entering the flesh, nor was there any scream.
Yang Zheng instantly realized that he had been deceived by the Japanese. He immediately moved his feet laterally, but still slowed down by half a beat. He only heard a soft pop, followed by a numbness under his left rib.
Yang Zheng knew that he had failed without looking down.
But it shouldn¡¯t be a big problem, because he found that his movements were not greatly affected.
After dodging the Japs¡¯ thrust, Yang Zheng hit him with the butt of his rifle.
The next moment, a bang was heard, and the butt of Yang Zheng's gun hit the helmet of the enemy opposite.
At this time, Yang Zheng and the Japanese finally saw each other clearly. From the wide eyes of the Japanese, there was cruelty, violence, and even a hint of fear? !
Does it turn out that little devils also feel fear?
I really thought you were all tool men!
Yang Zheng was thinking about it, but he didn't stop moving his hands. He took half a step back and then retracted the Enbold rifle, preparing to stab.
The Japs took half a step back almost at the same time and put away their guns. Then the two of them shouted loudly at the same time, stepped forward at the same time, and then stabbed.
He didn¡¯t even block, but only focused on thrusting!
The reason why I don¡¯t block is because I am very confident in my dodge.
While thrusting, Yang Zheng and Guizi turned sideways and contracted their abdomens almost at the same time.
"Whoosh!"
¡°Bah!¡±
Yang Zheng¡¯s explosive power is obviously stronger, and his shooting speed is obviously faster.
Therefore, the Japs were not able to completely dodge, and a bloody gash was opened in his abdomen instantly.
????????????????????? However, the Jaap is really experienced. After just one round of fighting, he has already realized that his stabbing skills are not as good as those of the Chinese soldiers on the opposite side, so he has to change his tactics!
At that moment, the Japanese soldiers actually advanced instead of retreating, and ran headlong into Yang Zheng's arms.
The Jaap soldiers were very short and stocky, but Yang Zheng was a little skinny, so the Jaap soldiers believed that he would definitely have the upper hand in terms of strength, so he chose to wrestle with his opponent.
But unfortunately, the choice was wrong.
Although Yang Zheng looks thin, he is actually not thin, but strong!
For such a strong type, the pure strength may not be very strong, but the explosive power is extremely abnormal.
Seeing the Japs rushing towards him, it was too late for Yang Zheng to hide, so he immediately threw away his Enfield rifle, grabbed the Japs by the arm, and then threw him with all his strength.
"Boom!" The Japanese soldier felt a huge force rolling over his arm, and immediately his whole body turned over completely uncontrollably and fell heavily to the ground diagonally.
This time, the Japanese was knocked out of breath.
Taking advantage of this brief pause, Yang Zheng whipped out the ghost-headed knife that was stuck diagonally behind his back, then turned sideways and slashed it across the ghost's neck.
The next moment, I just heard a cry.
The devil's head rolled away.
The hot and bright red blood spurted out violently from the broken neck of the Japanese corpse.
It¡¯s a long story, but it actually happened in less than three seconds. In the blink of an eye, the life and death of the desperate battle was decided. The Japanese were dead, but Yang Zheng was still alive!
At this time, a loud bugle sound suddenly sounded on the street outside, and the counterattack began!
Yang Zheng touched his Enfield rifle from the ground, then rushed out of the room with the rifle in hand, gathered into the large troops waiting to come, and charged forward with roars.
Directly in front, dozens of Japanese soldiers were fleeing in panic towards the outside of the city.
Gunshots were fired one after another, and dozens of Japanese soldiers fell to the ground.
In less than a quarter of an hour, Yang Zheng and his comrades had already rushed outside Xidang City.
Looking back, the sun has already set in the western sky, and the sky has begun to get dark.
The city of Xidang is still in the hands of their 27th Army, and it has remained unchanged for ten days.
"Puff puff puff puff puff puff" A fierce roar of machine guns rang out from the enemy position opposite, and soon there were dazzling tongues of flames sweeping over, and Yang Zheng and his comrades quickly retreated back to Xidang City. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com