Chapter 109: First on the battlefield (3)

The four teams of Dai Guoxiang, Ma Yunlong, Li Derun and Yu Wenhui were hearing the signal of the explosion of the fire grenade, jumped out of the hidden place, imitating Wu Long's appearance, and rushed forward bravely. The four hundred soldiers following behind him roared and launched a fierce attack on the street ahead.

Most of the Qing army were new recruits, and it was the first time that they had entered such a death zone filled with blood and fire. The fear in their hearts was indescribable, but when they saw the commander rushing out first, they could not help but follow. It was strange that when they lay behind the position where the enemy's bullets could not hit, they could strongly feel the thumping sound of their hearts. They just hoped to end everything in front of them quickly, but when they were in real danger, they felt that they were not so scared. The only thought was shock, shock!

The gunshots rang out like beans, and no other sounds could be heard in my ears. I only knew that I would follow my comrades and raise my gun and fire the bullets in my hands at the enemy who was not aware of the direction. Ma Yunlong and Li Derun each led a team of 100 people to attack the front of the street. Ma Yunlong waved his hand, "Brothers, go in with me!"

Before the brothers behind could see where they were, they followed the footsteps of the chief officer and rushed into the house next to them. When they stood up and looked left and right, it became much clearer. Their team had already rushed to the end of the street. This was a stone two-story building with Japanese firepower points on the roof! Looking back at the back, the Qing army's corpses and wounded soldiers were lying on the ground, "Horse head? This..."

Ma Yunlong could not hear the shouts of his brothers at all. He leaned against the cover of the porch to avoid the bullets fired from the enemy, "Da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da!"

He waved his hand to the side, signaling the soldiers to hide beside him, squat down and look inward, the bullets were fired from the turn of the first and second floors, which shows that the Japanese army had discovered their actions. Ma Yunlong picked up his rifle and shot into the building. Through the morning sun, a scattered dust splashed on the stairs, and he didn't know whether he had hit the target. "Wait a moment and follow me to attack and seize the second floor as soon as possible, where there are enemy fire points. Moreover, judging from the situation when rushing over the street, there will be no fewer people inside - be careful!"

"Yes." The soldiers replied carefully.

Ma Yunlong retreated the empty magazine, replaced it with a new one, pulled the bolt, "No one is allowed to retreat, attack the upstairs, have you heard it?" Seeing everyone nodding, he greeted, "Go!" and rushed into the building first.

The Japanese army's bullets became increasingly dense. The Japanese soldiers garrisoned upstairs found that the situation was out of control. More and more people began to give up the firepower position on the second floor and turned to the stairs to block the invading enemy troops. Ma Yunlong didn't even have time to speak. He ran forward desperately, and his index finger on his right hand quickly hooked the trigger, pouring all fifteen bullets to the stairs.

The soldiers behind them imitated the way the chief officer did not even need to aim, but were only concerned about firing the bullets in the magazines. Hundreds of bullets fell at the corner of the stairs, causing wood chips to fly, shrapnel, the howlings of the Japanese army and the dying moans echoed in this not-so-large space, which sounded particularly tragic!

When he rushed up the stairs, thirty brothers had fallen behind Ma Yunlong. The Qing army manager who was advancing ignored him and tried hard to pull out the magazine from his waist to replace it. He followed his steps straight to the top of the stairs!

There were nearly twenty Japanese soldiers on the roof, and the battle situation on the street was no longer within their control. When they were attacked on both sides, anyone would solve the imminent crisis at the first time. Ma Yunlong kicked open the door and a Japanese soldier was shooting at him with a gun!

Ma Yunlong suddenly leaned back and fell on the warrior following behind him. The latter was stunned. He thought the commander was unstable and subconsciously carried him with his shoulders and sent him out. He said that the bullet was soon! The bullet was gathering in Ma Yunlong's lower abdomen! He groaned and his body was waning.

The Japanese soldiers still wanted to take advantage of the situation to attack, but the enemies rushing out from behind no longer left them with an opportunity to take advantage of them. More than 30 light rifles fired at the same time, killing the Japanese soldiers on the rooftop in an instant! The soldiers solved the enemy and then had time to see their chief officer. The bullets were shot in from Ma Yunlong's lower abdomen and penetrated from the back, forming a pierced wound. Blood and five internal organs squeezed out from the wound. He pressed them tightly with his hands in vain, but they had no effect. "Boss!"

Ma Yunlong took a hard breath and cursed, "Damn it, it hurts!"

More than sixty soldiers surrounded the roof, looking at the team that was in their dying state, the young man in his twenties burst into tears! He could no longer say anything except shouting "Head..."

"Don't be afraid," Ma Yunlong said with a humming voice, "I know how to fight in the future, right?"

"I know, we all... know."

"That's good, remember, don't be afraid!" Ma Yunlong sighed, swallowed his last breath, and his eyes were still closed - he died before he could succeed, how could he keep it closed!

The Qing army soldiers sobbed, and they were all in the army. After this short battle, they felt a life-and-death friendship arose in their hearts. Seeing the superior die in front of him, why didn’t the man cry?

After crying a few times, a guerrilla named Chang Ling wiped his eyes hard. He was Ma Yunlong's deputy and the highest-ranking official in this team. When the commander died in battle, he naturally became the leader of the team. He placed Ma Yunlong's body properly, took off his big hat and covered it on his face, and lifted up his rifle, "Brothers, let's go downstairs! The horse's head cannot die in vain, we have to avenge him!"

"Yes, avenge the horse head. Avenge so many dead brothers! Kill the Japanese!"

"But, where to kill the Japanese?"

"Where? Go wherever you shoot! I will kill one Japanese man, and two people will kill one pair! In short, even if I throw this life in Asahi Castle, I will have to kill all the Japanese soldiers!"

On the battlefield on the other side, the two battalions of Hidekun and Yongming's Yong'e were also stubbornly blocked by the Japanese army. This time they were facing the Japanese police and military troops stationed in Asahi City. Such troops had poor combat capabilities, but the commander was Okano Akimi. He was a Japanese commander with sufficient practical experience. When the number of soldiers was not at a disadvantage, the great role that an excellent commander could play was tangible and verified on this battlefield.

The combat troops of the two battalions of the Qing army launched three consecutive attacks, and were all killed by the Japanese army, which damaged many brothers. The Qing army suffered a lot of pain from no combat experience. Many people rushed forward not twenty meters away. When they heard the enemy's gunshots, they immediately turned around and ran away. They were shot from behind by the enemy. The closest one to their own position was that they had already stepped into the front of the position and were killed by the enemy. The unwilling and painful expression was always frozen on their tender faces, which made the comrades in the army lose their souls! They were full of fear for the unknown fate.

Xiu Kun and Yongming were anxious and angry, but there was no good solution for a while. Not only were soldiers, but also the leaders of the battalions like them, many people had never set foot on the battlefield. Moreover, after these two were bannermen outside the pass, in the ninth year of Xianfeng, because of the new policy of immigration of bannermen, their fathers were sent out from Beijing and provinces within the pass. When they grew up, they had no talent and ability, and they were reluctant to live in the fields, so they joined the army and thought they could survive safely until they were old. Who knew that the war had suddenly come and was summoned to the front line.

Looking at the pale faces of the brothers, thinking about the bullets flying everywhere without eyes, the two of them moved in without leaving any trace, "What should we do?"

"How can I do?" Yongming said in a low voice, "The Japanese have such strong firepower. Even if we rush over, we are afraid that we will not be able to lose it! Maybe we have to throw our lives here, so why not, let's bypass this place?"

"By by? How do you think we are going? On the left is the people from Wulonga, and in the middle is Lu Chuishen's troops. We attack the right side, where do you think we are going?" Xiukun sniffed disdainfully, "I don't know how the battle on both sides of them are going?"

"Yes, if anyone ends his battle, it's good to come and help!"

Xiukun smiled helplessly, "Don't talk so much now, I will take people up in person later, you can support me with firepower."

Yongming felt his scalp numb, and his hair, which seemed to be shaved in a slight and weak manner, was about to stand up, "Shuangcheng, don't talk nonsense! The bullet doesn't have eyes, what should you do if you hurt it?"

"Okay, so just go and I'll put you in the procession."

Yongming stared at his old friend fiercely, "You fucked you and you were messing with me on purpose?"

"Don't be angry," Xiu Kun chuckled repeatedly, then closed his smile, "There is no better way at the moment. Look at the brothers of these two battalions, all of whom are dissatisfied. Now the form is reversed and changed to Japanese attacks. When we defend, I'm worried that they can't defend! If we drag on it, we won't have to fight, we will have to break up!"

"As for it?" Yongming waved his hand with a sneer, "Then, Shuangcheng, you have to be careful. When you see that something is wrong, you will run back immediately..."

Xiukun clearly felt the warmth of his old friend from his eyes, and forced a smile, patted his shoulder, "That's it, let's go!"

Yongming nodded vigorously, turned around and ordered, "Everyone cheer me up, prepare for battle, and cover fire!"

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Chapter completed!