Chapter 137: Recruiting death

(...It is not difficult to hide on a position that was overturned by artillery fire. Many of our veterans have survived this way, just slowly moving themselves like a rattlesnake in that animal world and sneaking into the floating soil. Especially during night battles, sometimes the Japanese can't even find it even if they step on themselves... Excerpted from "Grandpa's Memories of the War of Resistance")

The sound of heavy artillery fell, but from time to time there were several grenade launchers and grenades exploded in the straw sandals. It was the brothers exposed by the fire. After a while, the sound of such encirclement and suppression of cannons was gone, and when the gunshots were left were left, the Japanese began to clean the battlefield...

Can you escape? Cao Xiaomin felt nervous. Since he became "Captain Cao", he has been accustomed to living in that kind of passion for a long time. Not only soldiers, but also subconsciously treating himself as a representative of the Chinese Democratic Party soldiers.

But when the war reached this point, and there was no one on the position or not, there were no one on his own, and there were scouts from the Japanese everywhere spying on the realities of the Chinese Democratic Party army; when he became a ghost on the battlefield, and was alone in the floating soil and corpses; he suddenly felt a creepy feeling - he was afraid! He found that he was actually afraid of death!

He once wanted to die, and he once thought that he was not afraid of death and even hoped to use death to relieve his miserable time travel; but that was in front of others, or in front of himself. When he was not in front of anyone else but facing death, he suddenly realized that he was really afraid of death and did not want to die; either for a reason or mission that could not die, or for death, or for the loss of life!

The Japanese's footsteps were silent. Their thick leather boots would step on the ground as lightly as possible, plus the soft floating soil to cover them; those experienced old Japanese soldiers could even walk behind you, you didn't know!

Don't move around. Maybe a Japanese soldier who was lying on the ground and looking at this side was taking advantage of the particularly white sky towards the river and relying on the edges of the ground to observe whether there are any lurkers on the position!

He was covered in cold sweat. Two Japanese soldiers had already stepped on the ground one foot next to him. If they really stepped on him, would they be surprised by the abnormal hardness of the ground? If they really stepped on the left half of their injured body, could they bear it? Cao Xiaomin really couldn't imagine, nor did he dare to imagine that he would be discovered after dawn if he hid like this. The sky had actually lit up unknowingly, and the position was still dark, but the sky on the river was turning white.

His situation is even more sinister than when he was fighting on Luodian's position. If they miraculously eliminated the enemies on the position or supported the reinforcements in Luodian, they would have a glimmer of life (in fact, he still doesn't know whether he was rescued because the enemy was completely destroyed or the reinforcements went up to carry him out of the position); but now he has no reinforcements, and the Japanese who followed behind would be at the brigade level. Let thousands of Japanese pass by and can't find themselves? Cao Xiaomin himself couldn't believe he had such luck!

Oops! Whatever you are afraid of is coming! Cao Xiaomin found that three Japanese soldiers were walking towards him in a straight line, one was searching carefully in front, and the other two were on guard behind.

Since he went to the battlefield, he abandoned his 38 rifle carved with the word "六" for the first time, and the 38 big cover handed to him by the veteran "Dagen" who had saved him more than twice; he is now holding the m1911a large-caliber pistol by Xie Jinyuan, a weapon he is not familiar with. But there is no way. After firing a rifle with one hand for more than ten shots, he can no longer hand the rifle up!

...It is not difficult to hide in a position that was overturned by artillery fire. Many of our veterans have survived this way, just slowly moving themselves like a rattlesnake in that animal world and sneaking into the floating soil. Especially during night battles, sometimes the Japanese can't even find out if they step on them... Grandpa Zu had escaped like this, and he should have a chance to survive, as long as he doesn't give up! Cao Xiaomin slowly thought about how to defeat the enemy with one blow.

He was like Grandpa said, moving his body slowly disappeared on the ground when the artillery fire was flying. His bayonet was inserted between the floating soil, and his rifle was pressed into the floating soil at the bend of his right elbow; except for the back and the road of the helmet outside, all his parts and weapons were in the soil. The helmet and the back were covered with sacks. He didn't believe that the Japanese could tell him in the dark battlefield, so he must be the preemptive side; but there were three enemies, no, there were so many in the distance!

A Japanese in front stabbed the floating soil on the ground from time to time with a bayonet. This person is not scary. Cao Xiaomin was sure to deal with him before he was about to shoot. What was scary is that the two behind him kept their eyes aimed at the sight and the butt was pressed against the chest - this must be an old Japanese who had fought with the most elite troops of the Kuomintang army. He knew that if he was not careful, it was terrible that such a Japanese who was extremely cautious and focused.

A pistol is better than a spear bayonet mainly refers to being in a narrow trenches. In front of such an open belt, facing a strong player who is almost impossible to miss the close starter. In fact, there is no advantage. The real advantage lies in the crowded side.

Which one should I hit? Cao Xiaomin sweated more and more, and he began to bite his wounds hard again; no matter which one he hit, he was not sure that he could avoid others; this did not include other Japanese who might not be far away from him that he had not seen.

"Bang!" A gunshot was heard, and a Japanese man walking behind was shot at the head!

It’s great to have brothers! A warm tide rose in Cao Xiaomin’s heart: That shot was not something he shot!

Can he shoot the head with a Mauser pistol at that distance? Could it be that Liu Junling is here? Brother! Cao Xiaomin was so excited that he aimed at the Japanese who was holding a bayonet near him at the moment when the two Japanese were lying down and turned, "Bang bang bang" and fired three shots in one breath; as he expected, the last Japanese could no longer avoid the next strafing of the Mauser pistol when he lay down, and was hit by a shuttle bullets in the night...

The gunfire will cause snipers from all over the enemy. Cao Xiaomin completely forgot the wounds on his body and instinctively rolled and left quickly at the fastest speed... The gunshots behind him rang out for a few seconds, and the explosion of the grenade launcher came. It was so dangerous!

"Sir, it's me..." In a crater, someone suddenly called him softly, and Cao Xiaomin rolled into the pit without even looking.

It was the machine gun squad leader "Northeastern Man" who made the machine gun team so well. Now he was holding a Mauser twenty sounds in his hand: "Sir, it seems that there is no one on the position. I have been searching for a long time but haven't found anyone... Please... I'm asking..."

"Boom..." A loud bang rang beside him, and the mud and sand storm came over him. Cao Xiaomin, who was lying in the pit, finally endured his cough and slowly raised his head slightly to wait for the mud and sand on his head to fall... Thank God, the "Northeastern guy" was fine! The two of them were lying motionless, and some of the Japanese who were surrounding the fire point ran three or four meters in front of them.

"Actually, I was originally a company commander, the company commander of the 67th Army's military guard..." The "Northeastern man" muttered softly in a hoarse voice, barely able to reach Cao Xiaomin's ears through the explosion in the distance, "...Captain Cao, please live and don't die here in battle, let's cover you... No one believes our words, only they will believe what Chief Cao said; Chief Cao, you have to seek justice for our Commander Wu and the tens of thousands of brothers who died in the 67th Army!"

The Northeastern man had no time to tell the story of Long Qu, and suddenly the gunshots around him became dense!

Why are there so many brothers on the position? Cao Xiaomin was stunned: he saw someone vaguely pressing him down behind him, with a large number of people, and almost the entire wilderness suddenly started fighting fiercely!

Reinforcements! There are really reinforcements! Liu Qing? Or knife? It can't be those people from An Qibang? Cao Xiaomin and the "Northeastern Guys" fired repeatedly at the Japanese who were lying down and fighting back in the dark. The gunshots on the entire position were loud, and the explosion of the grenades was deafening...

"It's you, Brother Shen, I didn't expect to see you again..." Cao Xiaomin had forgotten to joke or humor, and looked at Shen Zui foolishly.

"...If you can find him, give him the order; of course, if the time is right..." A hero who is famous nationwide, death in battle is the best destination, but he must not be captured! No matter who he died in, as long as he dies, on the battlefield, he will be eternal... Maybe this is right, but Shen Zui can't take action; this is a very suitable opportunity, only the two of them, and the others are fighting.

"This is a military order. I have seen it. If there is danger on the road, it will be destroyed and told me..." Shen Zui handed an envelope to Cao Xiaomin and stared at him: "Nanjing City Defense Commander General Sun Yuanliang lost the city, and his life and death are unknown. Shangfeng ordered Colonel Cao Xiaomin, the model camp of the 74th Army, to select the effective subordinates to enter the city to rescue..."

Do you know? My hero, my fool! Nanjing City Defense Command was disbanded on the day it was established again. In the document, it was just to give you a reason that could not be refused: save your commander-in-chief; do you know, this is a death talisman for you!... Shen Zui was crying in his heart. He regretted that he had not taken out a gun and shot Cao Xiaomin just now. In that case, he would be an eternal hero, and he would not have to be fooled by those politicians like a fool!

Poor! Sad! Respectable!... Shen Zui's sorrow almost made his poker face full of tears, because Cao Xiaomin replied only one word after receiving the military order: Yes!
Chapter completed!