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"These bastards!" Cao Jinya could no longer care about his foot injury and stood up angrily. He gritted his teeth with hatred as he looked at the Burmese soldiers at the foot of the mountain who were holding bayonets against his brothers and pressing forward step by step. ring.
Zhang Xian's head was also a little hot, and he finally calmed down. He knew that this was the most dangerous time. If he made a mistake in command, let alone the brothers who were captured by the enemy. Fortunately, even the newly consolidated La Niu Mountain position will be captured by the enemy, and the loss of this La Niu Mountain position will also become the key to the defeat of this national army defense battle!
"What should we do?" Battalion Commander Niu Chun asked anxiously. He and Staff Officer Yuan Shaohua ran to Zhang Xian almost at the same time. The two of them had never experienced such a situation and did not know how to deal with it.
"Come on, you can't hesitate anymore, you have to shoot!" Yuan Shaohua warned Zhang Xian in a very calm manner: "If you don't shoot, the enemy will rush up and our position will not be able to be defended!"
"Shoot? Shoot a gun!" Cao Jinya pointed at Yuan Shaohua and cursed: "These people are my brothers who came from Yunnan. We are all going through life and death. I would rather die myself than let them die!"
"Don't shoot!" Battalion Commander Niu Chun also implored: "If we shoot, these brothers will definitely bear the brunt and be killed!"
Seeing Captain Cao and Battalion Commander Niu objecting together, Yuan Shaohua became anxious, his eyes turned red, and he shouted to Cao Jinya and Niu Chun with a very firm attitude: "Calm down, you two, I know you are both heartbroken. Our own soldiers, but now we must obey the overall situation. If our position is lost, then no one can escape, Mengsa headquarters will fall, and we will all become prisoners of the enemy! Think about it carefully, you two, it is a sacrifice Is it better for these few brothers to protect everyone? Or should we all accompany those few brothers to finish the game?"
Yuan Shaohua¡¯s words were well-founded. It was rare that he could remain sober when everyone was so excited.
Cao Jinya was stunned, with a very painful expression on his face. This kind of decision was really difficult for him, the leader of the regiment.
"I don't care so much!" Battalion Commander Niu Chun yelled stubbornly: "Commander Yuan, you and the counselor are both from outside, so it's no big deal to sacrifice a few soldiers!" He said, his voice a bit astringent. He fell down, obviously thinking of the past, and he couldn't help but cry a little, and tears rolled down his cheeks unknowingly. He continued to say sadly: "But, do you know? These brothers followed us from Yunnan to death. They ran out because they believed that we were all brothers and believed that we would never abandon them at any time! Moreover, since entering Myanmar, Teacher Gao held a conference with us. This is what he said , and we all do this. I can tell you, no matter how difficult it is, we will never abandon a brother, or break the promise we made when we swore to each other!"
The more Niu Chun talked, the more emotional he became. As he spoke, his nose was full of tears. Zhang Xian was speechless. He had also experienced this kind of life and death decision. It was precisely because we had experienced so much suffering and hardship together that we had unknowingly regarded each other as brothers of life and death. This was A feeling that has transcended comradeship and comrades-in-arms!
Yuan Shaohua stared at Battalion Commander Niu blankly. At this moment, he could understand the mood of his comrade. These words came from his heart, and they were naturally sincere!
At this time, the enemies at the bottom of the mountain were getting closer and closer. They were already halfway up the hillside. The dozen or so prisoners with bayonets pointed in front also became frightened and uneasy. Some people were already shouting at the position with cries. While shouting: "Captain! Don't shoot! We don't want to die yet!" His shout immediately aroused the resonance of others, who all pulled their necks and shouted to the position. One of them The sound was particularly loud, passing through a space of several hundred meters and reaching the ears of everyone on the battlefield: "Commander, please save us! We don't want to die, we want to go back to Mengsa, we want to go back to Yunnan, We still have parents to take care of at home" During the shouting process, there was already a continuous cry.
Perhaps because of sympathy for the same illness, everyone on the battlefield felt sad and felt the same way. Everyone's experience was almost the same. No one wanted to be a ghost in a foreign country. At this time, he ordered them to shoot below, for fear of Many people are unable to do so.
"Come on, what should we do?" Seeing Cao Jinya still hesitating, Yuan Shaohua couldn't help but urge Zhang Xian. Now in this position, Zhang Xian has the highest position and is actually the real commander of this team.
 Heart! "
Seeing Zhang Xian making such a judgment, Cao Jinya nodded. Thinking about it, Zhang Xian had fought too many battles and his experience was much more than mine. This is what he said, and it must be this.
Zhang Xian felt a little emotional, thinking that his most recent hand-to-hand combat took place on the Korean battlefield, where he was still on the side with extremely backward weapons and equipment. The only thing that made him feel confident was fighting against the United Nations forces. In close hand-to-hand combat, that is, fighting with bayonets, the advantages of the volunteers are very obvious. However, the United Nations troops are not fools. Relying on their sophisticated weapons, they rarely fight bayonets with the volunteers unless they are forced into a desperate situation by the volunteers and do so as a last resort. At this time, most of them are created by the volunteers themselves, and most of them are at night.
The officers and soldiers of the 279th Regiment had already installed their bayonets and were ready. Each one of them seemed to have loaded bullets, and they were all ready to go, just waiting for Zhang Xian's order. At this time, the position was completely quiet, with no gunshots or artillery sounds. If there were any sounds, except for the sound of leaves blowing in the wind, only the officers and soldiers of the 279th Regiment were left with the sound from their throats. The sound of heavy breathing.
The Burmese army finally approached this position and was already ten meters away. People could clearly see the faces of the Burmese soldiers who were equally frightened and somewhat overwhelmed. Zhang Xian knew that this was the time to attack, so he immediately waved to the bugler who was hiding not far from him. The bugler immediately understood and blew the loud and clear bugle.
"Kill!" Zhang Xian roared angrily. He was the first to jump out of the trench and charge into the Burmese army's camp! Behind him, the officers and soldiers of the 279th Regiment jumped out of the trench together, shouting, and rushed down the mountain together with bayonets in hand! (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com