"The offensive right ahead is too fierce. Let's take a few more photos at this time. Don't cause trouble for the soldiers for the time being. Wait until the break between battles and think of a way to see if you can go to the position!"

Behind the Eighth Route Army's position, a male reporter looked at the position directly in front with a worried look on his face. Although most of the Eighth Route Army had retreated to the periphery, there were still many people standing on the position.

I just heard some experiences, saying that if they all withdraw from the position, the Japanese will attack immediately, and they will definitely not have time to organize a counterattack, so some people must stay in the position, because this way, they can organize a counterattack as soon as possible.

This means that it is very likely that it will be a life-threatening death in the position. The entire position is covered by your smoke and dust. The artillery bombardment just now caused the entire earth to tremble. This shows how much capital the Japanese have invested.

"Why do we have to let those soldiers stay in the position? Can't we quickly enter the position when the Japanese attack?" A female reporter said with some grief and anger. He had never experienced this situation. After all, the Central Army was bombed in many cases, and at that time, these reporters had been invited to the back.

When Wang Jing heard these reporters' words, she couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook her head, and then said:

"Li Feng once told me about this matter that they often did this before, which was useful to deal with small groups of Japanese troops, but once the number of Japanese soldiers exceeded a certain range, then doing so would take huge risks.

Because when the Japanese artillery fire stopped their infantry would rush over quickly, the Eighth Route Army would lose its position because it had no time to enter the position.

So some people must stay on the position and stick to it, because they can buy time for the troops behind and quickly enter the position."

"But that's not letting those who stay in the position die?" A reporter asked in confusion. Wang Jing was actually a little confused, but he already knew the answer.

"Li Feng once said that this is not only the responsibility of being a soldier, but at this time their D members must also rush forward. This is the troops led by GCD. Their party members have already prepared for sacrifice from the moment they join the party."

A group of reporters knew nothing. Although everyone would say beautiful words, it was difficult to do it. But this time they really saw a group of passionate men who sacrificed their lives for the country.

What kind of party is it, what kind of group of people are willing to leave the hope of life to others, and the possibility of death to themselves?

This question is like a seed, planted in the hearts of all reporters. If they have the chance, they will definitely ask Li Feng, although the little fat man may not be able to answer it.

"Okay, reporter Wang, I can barely understand what you said, but at this time I want to know where Lieutenant Colonel Li Feng went, did he really go to attack the Japanese?"

The reporters thought Li Feng was joking before, but who knew that he hadn't seen Li Feng come back for so long. People in the army said before that Li Feng did go out to attack the Japanese, but in the position, he wouldn't come back?

The little fat man brought people back at the most critical moment, and brought back a lot of supplies. Most of the things had been pulled to the rear. At this moment, he was dragging a large cart of supplies in a carriage and rushed towards this side.

The horse's ears were blocked by the fat man with things, otherwise the horse would probably go crazy under such violent shelling.

Just as Li Feng approached here, the Japanese artillery bombardment finally stopped. Just when everyone thought the Japanese had really stopped the bombardment, they would have heard a series of bright explosions. The sound was outside the distance, and it was obvious that it was not caused by the explosion here.

"What's going on? Apart from this, did the Japanese launch artillery bombardment in other directions?" The reporters were very confused, but at this time everyone had no time to think about anything else, because they saw that all the Eighth Route Army soldiers had quietly entered the position at this time, and medical soldiers with unit prices rushed in at the first time. I believe there were many wounded people in the position at this time.

"Lieutenant Colonel Li Feng, can you tell me where you went?" The little fat man originally wanted to talk to these reporters casually, but when he heard the explosion from afar, he understood that it must be their artillery launching artillery attacks the Japanese.

"Sorry, I need to enter the position immediately now. The things on the carriage are all for you to eat. Recently, the Eighth Route Army has not had any good things to treat you. This time I snatched some delicious food from the Japanese. I'll try it for you! Okay, I'm going to enter the position, and we'll have a good chat after the war."

After saying that, the fat man hurried into the position without waiting for these reporters to ask questions. One of the reporters was a little disappointed, but when they saw the stretcher soldiers carrying out the seriously injured, everyone's faces were filled with sadness and worry.

Wang Jing's camera snapped the two stretcher soldiers on the stretcher. When the soldier was dying, he still held the gun tightly in his hand.

The stretcher put the soldier on the carriage and then took him to the rear hospital after the carriage was full.

"Can you get the gun in his hand first?" Wang Jing walked to the side and asked, and the hurried stretcher also replied:

"We've tried it a long time ago. This brother held the gun too tightly and we couldn't take it down at all. We could only send him to the hospital like this."

After hearing this, Wang Jing felt as if something had hit her heart hard, and there seemed to be a feeling that touched her heart.

Thinking of this, she hurriedly took a photo of the soldier again. Although her face was covered with blood and the bandage was wrapped in a lot of it, the hand holding the gun tightly refused to let go. She thought about it and the name of the photo was "The Soldier Who Does Not Be Off the Line of Fire".

At this critical moment, they chose to stay in the trenches that were life-threatening. Even if they were seriously injured, they would not let go of the weapons in their hands. I think they wanted to wait for the Japanese to rush over and they could still hit the Japanese hard.

Weapons are the life of soldiers. Even if he was carried off the position, his heart was still in the trenches and was still fighting inside. This strong fighting will is generally called military souls.

Such troops poured with military spirits will definitely not defeat the war. With such a steel force in China, how could it be that the invaders would want to surrender?

"Look, come and see, there are still several soldiers here holding their guns tightly and refuse to let go?"
Chapter completed!