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It¡¯s just that they have no room to retreat. If they retreat, death will be waiting for them. Being strangled by the Japanese army, or being more heroic, bought more time for the chief of staff and army commander. Between the two, the two veterans easily made the final choice.
Song Jingzhou glanced at Chen Cunpu next to him and said, "Chief of Staff, do you have a cigarette? I want to smoke a cigarette."
He is from Sichuan and traveled around with his parents to make a living. But later, my parents met someone who was robbing them and died on the way. They were desperate and joined the army.
Chen Cunpu groped in his pocket and found the last cigarette in his jacket pocket.
"It's easy to smoke if you have cigarettes! Let me get you some bullets!" Song Jingzhou took the cigarette with a smile and boasted.
Deng Jiajun next to him looked at the cigarette in Song Jingzhou's hand and said impatiently: "You should leave some for me! Half a cigarette is fine too."
Song Jingzhou took another greedy sip and said in authentic Sichuan dialect: "Master Ge, why don't you die in a hurry?"
With that said, he handed the cigarette in his hand to Deng Jiajun.
Deng Jiajun finished smoking the cigarette, then exhaled a puff of turbid air, patted his chest and said, "Come on, I'm excited! Captain, if Deng Jiajun gives in soon, you'll be the first to kill me."
Song Jingzhou kicked him in the butt and said, "If I kill you son of a bitch, the bullet must be reserved for Xiao Dongyang!"
Captain Zhang said: "Okay, just follow me and be careful. There should be no problem."
With that said, he came to the window and threw the smoke bomb directly.
The smoke bomb soon emitted bursts of white smoke, which slowly filled the entire yard. This can provide Song Jingzhou and Deng Jiajun with good cover.
Captain Zhang took the lead and jumped directly from the window. The other two people followed closely behind. They crawled on the ground and began to get up in the yard amidst the thick smoke.
After a while, Song Jingzhou whispered: "I found it, this little Dongyang has a lot of bullets! This time he will make a lot of money!"
Captain Zhang said sternly: "Song Jingzhou, can't you keep your mouth shut? Search quickly! The little devil might use mortars to bombard us soon."
Over there, Deng Jiajun was groping for the ammunition on the Japanese soldiers and said, "No way! There are only a few of us, and we are worthy of being bombarded with mortars by the little devils. Especially that Sichuan boy, his little life is not worth a damn." Where¡¯s the money for the cannonballs?¡±
Song Jingzhou was the only Sichuanese in the guard. After hearing this, he immediately cursed in a low voice: "Deng Jiajun, you son of a bitch! If the cannonball falls, it will definitely land on your ass."
The three of them were chatting in low voices while quickly searching for the equipment on the little devil in the yard.
At this moment, a roar suddenly came over.
"Mortar!!" Captain Zhang yelled.
The little devil was also straightforward. When he saw the smoke screen going up here, he couldn't figure out what Song Jingzhou and the others were planning to do. But they don't need to know, they can just blast them with mortars and everything will be solved.
Song Jingzhou and Deng Jiajun were both veterans. When they heard the whistling of mortar shells, they immediately curled up and kept their chests and backs away from the ground, thus ensuring that their bodies would not be affected by the shock wave of the shells to the greatest extent. Shock injury.
"Boom!"
Three mortar shells landed in the courtyard, and Deng Jiajun felt the ground beneath him shaking. A huge roar hit his eardrums, as if his skull was about to be lifted open.
"Run quickly, the Japanese mortars will not stop when they come." As soon as the Japanese mortar bombing stopped, Captain Zhang's roaring voice reached his ears.
But just as he stood up and was about to run, another round of mortar shells fell from the little devil. He was so frightened that he hurriedly rolled into a crater.
Under the intensive bombardment of mortar shells, if you run back again, you are courting death.
At this time, the chief of staff and others waiting in the church were also sweating. If the little devil keeps going like this, all three of them will be inside in less than three minutes.
At this moment, the enemy's mortar suddenly misfired.
The shouts of the Japanese soldiers over there passed through the streets and the courtyard in front of the church, reaching the ears of Captain Zhang and Song Jingzhou.
"The little devil's attackWhy didn't the cannon go off? "Deng Jiajun asked, patting the dust from his hair.
Song Jingzhou, who was not far from him, said: "Who knows! Could it be that the mortar exploded?"
Song Yumo quickly pulled the bolt of the gun. In her scope, it was the little Japanese's mortar position. She was condescending and far away. After the mortar team was attacked by Song Yumo, the soldiers lay on the ground and looked around, looking for the place to fire.
But they were more than 500 meters away from Song Yumo, and it was night. Although they were attacked, they could not find the whereabouts of their attacker.
Captain Zhang shouted at this time: "What the hell are you two doing standing around, why don't you run away!!"
Song Jingzhou and Deng Jiajun hurriedly crawled out of the bomb crater. Each of them carried seven or eight guns and a large bag of bullets, and ran towards the church.
At this time, the effect of the smoke bomb had not dissipated, and the three of them finally managed to rush into the church.
They panted violently, and Song Jingzhou said with lingering fear: "Master Ge, I almost went to see the Lord of Hell. Did the kid's mortar explode? Why didn't he even fart?"
Captain Zhang said: "I don't know, but someone must have helped us. That person suppressed the Japs' mortar position. Otherwise, if we were the three of us and still wanted to escape, we would definitely tell him where he was."
"The church is still safe, but they probably don't have a lot of ammunition left. I just saw three people rushing out from inside to pick up the bullets and rifles of those little devils. They don't think they have many bullets left." Song Yumo said through the intercom , reported the situation at the church to Xia Yang.
Xia Yang nodded and said: "Okay, I understand. Now that the Japanese army has strengthened the defense on the flanks, you'd better show us a safe route."
At this time, the area where Song Yumo was located could overlook the entire fighting area. She looked at the area where Xia Yang and the others were, and then said: "In the alley where you are currently, go forward and turn left at the first intersection. The defense there is weaker. As long as the machine gun position is eliminated, you can pass safely. However, That's my blind spot, you must solve it yourself." (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com