Chapter 115

Fan Guowen unreservedly imparting all the knowledge he knew to this young man who was much younger than him. It was enough to find a talent with outstanding learning ability from many inconspicuous warriors. He always wanted to know how far this little ghost could grow in the future.

If machine gunners represent unparalleled lethality, then machine gunners mean a sight. When Fan Guowen is enjoying the death power of Maxim, Liu Zhi is an important guarantee for maintaining the operation of the machine gun and reminding the target. Only by the tacit understanding between the two can each bullet have the greatest killing effect.

Now, Liu Zhi was seriously injured in order to cover up himself, and Fan Guowen deeply regretted and blamed himself.

Liu Zhi, who was in his arms, suddenly moved his body, slowly opened his eyes, coughed violently, and blood kept overflowing from the corners of his mouth.

Fan Guowen didn't have any surprises at all. He shook him in even more horror: "Liu Zhi, don't close your eyes, don't close your eyes!" He knew better than anyone else, this was a rebirth.

"I am a sanitary, what's wrong with him?" was a girl's voice.

A female health worker carrying a first aid kit rushed over from a distance to avoid the bullets, quickly put on Liu Zhi's wrist in Fan Guowen's arms, and at the same time pulled out a large ball of cotton cloth to block Liu Zhi's wounds as much as possible.

Liu Zhi's face suddenly became a little rosy, and he barely smiled on his face, and said intermittently: "Brother Guowen, don't worry about me, I, I can't do it anymore, go fight the Japanese, go fight..." Before he finished speaking, he was silent again, and his eyes widened and stared straight at the direction of the Japanese bunker.

The health officer suddenly stunned for a moment, raised his hesitantly and looked at Fan Guowen, and stuttered gently: "He, his heartbeat stopped!"

Fan Guowen looked sad and burst into tears.

"What are you doing? He's dead! Why are you here now?~ It's all you!~~ You're the one who hurts you!~~" Fan Guowen pushed down the female health worker like crazy.

He gently put Liu Zhi down next to Maxim, as if he was afraid of disturbing his sleep, so he gently shook an American military salute, without looking at the sanitary officer who was pushed to the ground by him, and rushed to the battlefield without looking back.

Fan Guowen picked up a martyr's gun on the ground and grabbed a bullet. He didn't care about the stray bullets flying by his side, and loaded them quickly with extreme resentment, directly locking the holes of the guns on the bunker.

The female health worker who was pushed down by Fan Guowen was covered with a layer of moisture in her eyes. She said nothing, silently sorted out the first aid kit and continued to rush to where she was needed.

"Fuck you bastards to death, and you dare to kill my brothers. I will kill you all." Fan Guowen pulled the trigger fiercely.

The bullet full of hatred penetrated directly into the shooting hole locked by the gun, and the muzzle that spitted out flames and then became silenced after two sounds.

While cursing viciously, Fan Guowen kept changing angles around the bunker, shooting against the Japanese at all costs, and named the Japanese shooting holes one by one. His sharpshooter's advantage was fully utilized, and one shot would blind a bunker's hole and shoot without any bullets.

Fan Guowen's magic gun suppressed the Japanese firepower in succession and approached the defense line of the Japanese bunker group step by step. His sharp gunshot technique directly destroyed the shooting hole that could threaten him. In the end, he simply threw himself into the blaster closest to him, snatched the explosive bag and rushed to the bunker.

"Are you crazy?" Li Wei's voice accompanied his feet and kicked Fan Guowen down hard, and at the same time forcibly dragged him into the cover.

"Do you just want to die like this? Give me the explosive pack!" Li Wei's stern voice made Fan Guowen's hand tremble. The explosive pack fell to the ground, and immediately let the blaster take it back, just kidding. If a blasting rookie plays with the explosive pack, maybe even his own people would explode.

Fan Guowen looked at Li Wei frankly and said sadly: "Xiao Liu is dead, Xiao Liu is dead. I saw him die in my arms with my own eyes. He was to cover me. I should have died. He exchanged his life for my life. I. But I can't do anything, I'm so useless."

Li Weiyilu. Xiaoliu is Fan Guowen's heavy machine gun deputy. This young man went there like this. He talked and laughed together yesterday. Now he is just here. It's a pity. During the Anti-Japanese War, I don't know how many such soldiers lost their youth and life and defended their motherland with their own dignity.

"Okay, there is no way to sacrifice in war. Be calm and live. The living must take revenge on the dead!" Li Wei stared at Fan Guowen and said in a slower tone. The sacrifice of his comrades seemed to have severely hit Fan Guowen's heart.

He was really worried that Fan Guowen would not be able to survive this level. The life and death on the battlefield would have a great mental blow to the living people. I hope that after the battle is over, the company instructor can solve his knot.

There was another loud bang, and the bricks fell down like rain again. The blaster just now took advantage of Fan Guowen's shooting entrance to kill the Japanese bunker to deal with a small bunker again. The bunkers that were still standing intact were only two, one big and one small. The Japanese were almost trapped in the ocean of offensive by the Eighth Route Army. It was almost time for the two remaining bunkers like ghosts to be broken.

"Li Wei!~Bangmao!~Be prepared to rush over!" The third squad leader Lei Long shouted softly.

"Yes!" Li Wei turned his head and nodded at Lei Long. He looked back and saw that Fan Guowen was still in a low mood. Suddenly, his hand was like lightning and touched his neck. He immediately fainted Fan Guowen. He first completed the attack mission and then came back to deal with this kid.

Seven people from the third squad, either dodging, crawling, or jumping, rushed into the front of a main bunker grounds and bunker gate. The Japanese on the top of the bunker had been stopped by the machine guns on the side. Squad, as a sharp knife, used the broken walls on the side as cover, quickly arranged the assault steps.

"Preparation!" Lei Long said softly. He pulled out a grenade, pulled the fire, paused for a moment, and quickly threw it at the door of the bunker where the sandbag was covered.

With a bang, a hole was opened to cover the door. At the same time, the grenades in McDonald's, Bi Shengke and Zhang Meng were thrown in order at the same time. A series of explosions completely exploded the Japanese door, and the last grenade was thrown directly into the bunker.

"Go up!" Lei Long waved his hand and shouted softly.

Li Wei took the Bayi style backwards, pulled out the fighting thorn that was inserted on his back, and rushed in with the first one. Deng Feng also took out the bayonet and followed in. With the smoke of gunpowder exploded, Li Wei and Deng Feng, who were almost invincible in close combat, hunted the surviving Japanese soldiers on the first floor of the bunker one by one. Before rushing in, Li Wei silently remembered the position of the Japanese soldiers who were shooting on the bunkers to shoot Kongdi, and hunted them one by one as long as they were moaning.

To sweep the enemies on the first floor, Li Wei threw a steel ball grenade at the second floor entrance. After the explosion, the crackling steel balls directly smoothed out everything on the second floor.

As for the rooftop. After the threat of firepower points on the first and second floors was settled, the grenades thrown by Bi Shengke and others outside got everything done.

The purpose of not directly using blasting is to seize weapons and ammunition. The explosives consumed by the explosive pack were amazing. Several bunkers were connected and they exploded, and everything was blown away. The Second Battalion still wanted some spoils to supplement the combat consumption. The Japanese bunker was simply a wealthy small arsenal.

The only small bunker left and a few pitiful fire points on the side were directly blocked by the relatively strong firepower of the Second Battalion. Each shooting hole was given a machine gun from the Eighth Route Army.

The remaining Japanese were instantly submerged by the Eighth Route Army soldiers. Only the sporadic gunfire of the Japanese scattered soldiers were left on the battlefield.

"Victory!" The soldiers of the Second Battalion, which captured the outer defense line of the Japanese Lingqiu, cheered. The remaining Japanese knew that they were in great danger. Except for those who died to the end, the rest committed suicide. There were still more than a dozen puppet troops left, and they became prisoners of war in the Eighth Route Army. What awaited them was still a cliché. After receiving political education, they had only three choices to clear out the most serious crimes and conduct trials. Those who were willing to abandon the darkness and turn to the light and join the Eighth Route Army to accept reorganization and take a small amount of travel expenses issued by the Eighth Route Army.

Basically, most puppet troops would choose to join the Eighth Route Army when facing this policy of captives. They would not get the trust of the Japanese when they returned to the Japanese. The war was rampant and they might not even lose their homes. The poor travel expenses would not last long.

Many Eighth Route Army soldiers were directly transformed from education and transformation from puppet army, which is one of the reasons why the Eighth Route Army soldiers are fighting more and more.

Li Wei wiped his sweat and stood happily on the ruins of the Japanese bunker with other soldiers. At such a huge price, he finally took down the enemy's position.

A feeling of uneasiness suddenly arose in Li Wei's heart. Just as he was about to look around, a strange and sharp whistle came from the sky.

Li Wei's face changed drastically, and he wanted to shout, "Tun! A ball of flame exploded among the soldiers who cheered and celebrated their victory. His face suddenly turned pale. Where the flames exploded, McDonald's was rushing to him and the squad leader Lei Long, and the fire ball that stood out immediately swallowed him.

"Old Mai!" Li Wei cried out in his voice, and the joy of victory in his heart was immediately covered by the grief of losing his comrades.

Then there was a dense and sharp whistle, and the battlefield was filled with victory cheers, and the explosions continued, causing blood mist and screams.

A dense gunfire like fried beans broke out in the direction of Lingqiu City, and the sudden attack of Japanese reinforcements caught the Eighth Route Army soldiers off guard.

"Hidden!~Prepare for the battle!" The company commanders of the Second Battalion and the Third Battalion shouted in unison.

The outer defense line of Lingqiu, which had just been broken into ruins, was once again trapped in the fire of war. Although the Eighth Route Army soldiers rushed to fight, they quickly returned to their combat state and blocked the enemy tightly.
Chapter completed!