What's going on? Where was he injured? Ding Wei couldn't help but think of it curiously. Thinking of this, Ding Wei turned Xiao Zhang's body over, and saw that Xiao Zhang's back had been completely dyed red by blood. A shrapnel hit Xiao Zhang's back and hit Xiao Zhang's vital point. Xiao Zhang was killed directly.

"Ah! The little Japanese devil raised by the bitch! I'm going to kill you!" Ding Wei suddenly lost his mind and shouted loudly. He knew that it was the soldier Xiao Zhang who just now, and if he hadn't pushed him out of his original position and protected himself with his body, he would have killed him now. The position where Ding Wei was standing was blown up a pit by the Japanese shells. Thanks to the soldier Xiao Zhang who pushed Ding Wei away just now, Ding Wei would have been blown into pieces.

"Captain!" "Captain!" "Is it okay, is it the commander?" The soldiers around hurriedly surrounded him and asked Ding Wei with concern. "It's okay! Xiao Zhang saved me just now, damn Japanese devils!" Ding Wei cursed angrily. "Fuck these bitches to death to avenge Xiao Zhang!" "Yes! Revenge Xiao Zhang!" The soldiers shouted and went back to shoot at the Japanese devils, shooting at the Japanese devils.

"Captain! How are you?" the political commissar came over and asked with concern. "It's okay! I'm fine! It's Xiao Zhang!" Ding Wei said a little sad. It was indeed thanks to Xiao Zhang just now! If he hadn't sacrificed his life to save him, he would have been killed by the Japanese. "Captain! Let's move it! It's too dangerous here. What if the Japanese attacked here again?" The political commissar advised Ding Wei. "Yes! These damn gods are so fucking sinister. They almost killed me just now!" Ding Wei said as he stood up and changed the place with the political commissar.

"Ah!" Ding Wei screamed in pain and his body fell into the trenches. "What's wrong with the leader?" The political commissar looked over and asked immediately. "Damn it! Maybe he was hit by the leg just now." Ding Wei said helplessly. The political commissar immediately looked at Ding Wei's legs. As he said, Ding Wei's legs were blown up, and a lot of blood had flowed out, dyeing his trouser legs red.

"Ah!" Ding Wei struggled to stand up, but it hurt so much. He held both sides of the trench with his hands to support him, but the wound on his legs made him unable to stand up at once. "How about the leader? Let me support you!" The political commissar rushed over and supported Ding Wei, helped him up from the ground, and lifted Ding Wei up and moved him backwards. Ding Wei endured the pain in his legs and was moved by the political commissar.

"Okay! It should be safe here. Wait a moment, I'll ask the medical soldier to come and bandage the wound for you." The political commissar instructed Ding Wei. The wound on his legs was so painful that the two of them moved a bit, which made Ding Wei feel so painful that he was a little distorted. He felt that his legs could not stand at all. It was so painful that even a tough guy like Ding Wei was so painful that he bared his teeth.

"Treat the regiment commander quickly!" The political commissar came over with the medical soldier and reminded the soldier. "Okay political commissar, put the regiment commander's legs flat." The soldier began to get busy after placing Ding Wei's legs.

"How is it?" "Haha! It's okay! What's this little injury? How many injuries have we suffered? It's okay! Don't worry!" Ding Weiqiang squeezed out a smile and comforted the political commissar. "Hey! What a damn! These little Japanese devils who died!" The political commissar couldn't help but curse angrily when he saw Ding Wei's appearance. Although Ding Wei said nothing, the sweat on his face betrayed him.

The political commissar knew from the sweat on Ding Wei's face that he must have suffered a lot, but in order not to worry, he deliberately pretended not to hurt. The more Ding Wei did this, the more worried the political commissar was for him. The political commissar stood aside and watched anxiously as the soldiers treated Ding Wei's wounds.

"Captain! Your wound is too deep, and bones are exposed." The soldier treated Ding Wei with a cotton ball, and said to Ding Wei. "Is that true? It must be cut by the Japanese shrapnel just now." Ding Wei replied with gritted his teeth. Beads of sweat as big as beans flowed down Ding Wei's cheek. "Must make it for the commander!" The political commissar reminded anxiously. "Don't worry, the political commissar!" The soldier replied.

"Good guy! No wonder! There is something inside!" The soldier muttered as he treated the wound. "What's wrong?" The political commissar asked from the side. "Look! There are shrapnel left in it!" The soldier pointed to the shrapnel exposed in the wound and said to the political commissar. "Damn it! It's really true! Get it out with the regiment commander!" The political commissar immediately ordered the soldier. "Where did I say? Why can't this leg move? It turns out there are shrapnel inside! Get it out for me." Ding Wei immediately ordered the soldier after hearing the soldier's words.

"Captain! This is not easy to do! But this cannot be left in it. It is very dangerous for a long time. I'll do it for you, but you have to endure the pain!" The soldier said to Ding Wei. "It would be great if there was some alcohol!" The political commissar said from the side. He meant to make some alcohol for Ding Wei to anesthetize his consciousness and save him from pain, but where can I go to get alcohol at this time! I can only endure the pain.

"It's okay! I can hold it back, you can do it!" Ding Wei gritted his teeth and ordered the warrior. "Okay! Commander, I'm going to do it!" The warrior said and took the shrapnel from Ding Wei's legs. "Ah! Ah!" The severe pain made Ding Wei scream in pain. The soldiers around him looked at Ding Wei. If they hadn't wanted to block the Japanese, they would have all surrounded him now.

"Honest the leader!" The political commissar reminded Ding Wei on the side. "Ah! The little Japanese devil! My dear, you ancestor!" Ding Wei cursed the devil loudly in pain to relieve the pain on his wound. The warrior took a long time to treat Ding Wei's wound.

"It's okay, the leader!" The political commissar kept wiping the sweat on Ding Wei's face with his sleeve. Seeing Ding Wei's weak look, the political commissar and the soldiers all turned red and hated the Japanese even more. If the Japanese fell into their hands at this moment, they would definitely die miserably.

"Captain! The Japanese's firepower is too strong, and our casualties are too great. It is not a solution to continue like this! If it really doesn't work, don't keep our shells. Just knock on these damn dams!" The political commissar suggested to Ding Wei. "Yes! The Japanese's firepower is too strong, and my casualties are indeed very large! But there is no way! We have to persist! We can't move those shells yet, so we should persist!" Ding Wei endured the pain and said to the political commissar. "Oh! I really want to kill these dams of dams!" The political commissar said angrily.

"Political Commissar! The following work is left to you. Please continue to let the soldiers avoid the Japanese shells first to avoid too many casualties." Ding Wei reminded the political commissar. "Don't worry! You must beat these little Japanese devils back." The political commissar said to Ding Wei seriously.

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Chapter completed!