Chapter 49 Shimizu Fumifu's Reinforcement Next

The day passed quietly, and it was dark again in a blink of an eye.

After dark, 21 snipers from the 29th Army quietly gathered in Huang Linzhi's cavalry company camp to prepare to start their sniper operation this time.

Originally, there were a total of 47 of them. In less than a week, only 21 people died, and the casualty rate was more than half, which was really a little amazing.

These people are all sharpshooters in the 29th Army. They were originally subordinate to various battalions and companies. Because of this mission, they were temporarily transferred and rushed to the wilderness to fight with the Japanese.

They don't know why they launched this sniper battle with the Japanese, but they know that this is not just a sniper, but a big matter related to honor and disgrace.

Perhaps the high-level officials are considering not to lose to the Japanese in momentum. No matter how much they make sacrifices, they must not retreat and make the Japanese laugh at themselves as cowardly.

Everything has to pay a price, and in this honor battle, the Chinese army paid for the lives of more than 70 sharpshooters and more than 300 ordinary soldiers.

These sharpshooters were taken care of as treasures in their original battalion company. They were usually afraid of falling and melted. If it weren't for the important task, they would not have taken them out easily.

But here, they can only become the prey of devil snipers, falling one by one under the cold muzzle of the Japanese.

When they came, they were all alive, and all they could send back was a cold and bloody corpse. The cruelty of the war was vividly revealed at this moment, which made everyone who participated in it deeply appreciate it.

Do you regret it?

This question was asked by the battalion fighters who were still alive. They were silent for a long time and no one answered, but when the assembly horn sounded, everyone picked up their own rifles and walked to the Shura killing site with sonorous steps.

No one quits and didn't say anything more. People just interpreted a name with their own actions: soldiers.

Soldiers, this title full of blood and sadness, may make many childish young people look forward to it, but only real soldiers who have experienced the baptism of blood and fire on the battlefield can experience the heaviness and responsibility.

It is the responsibility to defend the land and protect the family. When every soldier wears that military uniform, it means that he also puts that responsibility on himself. Whether you are young or old, whether you are violent or svenient, whether you are voluntary or forced... Everything is with your body and your blood, and yours. The soul blended into one place.

Even if it is a dream in the middle of the night, even if the gray hair is late, the once golden iron horse will always inadvertently roar, sweep you through it, and let you go back to the once glorious years.

War war, life or death, the fate of soldiers, can't escape, don't have to escape, ashamed to escape!!!

"Brothers, as soon as I enter the wilderness today, I don't know if there will be a chance to get together next time. Here is a bowl of Li Laotie." A tall, thick man with a red face holds a big bowl of thick porcelain, which is crystal **. His voice is sonorous, but his eyes are full of calmness. "If you can come back alive, I will go to the little devil next time."

The bowl is not wine, but ordinary water. They have to carry out tasks, so they can't drink, so they use water instead of wine, as long as they want it.

Twenty-one sharpshooters, after entering the wilderness, it is definitely not the original number that can come out alive. Someone will definitely fall into that land of blood and fire forever.

So, before each departure, everyone will get together and hold a farewell. Let's take it as the last face of each other.

In the twenty-first sharpshooter, there were actually three female soldiers. These three female soldiers all had short hair and formal rifles on their backs. They were all heroic. At this time, they also held up the wine bowl and shouted in unison, "Okay, let's do it."

Originally, there were nine female soldiers in the hands of forty-eight sharpshooters. Six women had been sacrificed in the previous sniper battles. The three female soldiers were also repeatedly in distress. Originally, they were not going to let them participate, but the three insisted on participating. For this reason, they even wrote a bloody letter to show their determination.

For these three female soldiers, whether they are other sharpshooters, or the cavalry in the cavalry company camp, or even no one in the 29th Army, they are full of respect.

With their nine daughters, they achieved achievements that were not weaker than those men in this life-and-death struggle. They killed a total of five devil snipers and 19 ordinary Japanese soldiers.

"Han Rongrong, Ye Shaolan, Jiang Mingyue, good job, didn't humiliate our forty-seven brothers." Someone shouted loudly in the crowd, and then smashed the empty bowl in his hand hard on the ground.

The broken stubble jumped on the ground, and one after another thick porcelain bowl flew out of the hands of these ordinary men, fell on the ground full of stones, and then fell to pieces. The water droplets in the bowl silently poured into the dry wasteland loess.

Li Laotie is the oldest in this group of people, so he was selected as the commander by everyone. Every time he assigned everyone, and everyone voluntarily obeyed his arrangement.

In the past, the sharpshooters were in a group of two, but after a painful lesson of loss, it was changed to a group of three, which has continued to this day. This is still the arrangement.

Such an arrangement is full of sadness and helplessness. One of the three sharpshooters is the bait. Naturally, it is also the primary target of the devil's attack. He will expose the position of the other party with his own life, and the remaining two can successfully kill each other.

This is also a last resort, because the sharpshooters' experience in sniping is too weak to compete with those Japanese snipers who have been professionally trained in snipers.

At the beginning, some sharpshooters were unconvinced and chose to fight one-on-one with the devils. The final result was a sniper battle, and the number of personnel was sharply reduced to 35, while the devil snipers had no casualties.

When more than a dozen bodies were lined up in the camp, all the sharpshooters hung their arrogant heads. Only then did they realize that on this wilderness, their past honor was just a ridiculous sitting and watching the sky. In the eyes of Japanese snipers, they were just a group of weak prey.

Blood made all the sharpshooters understand the truth. Since then, they have given up their poor self-esteem. They not only exchange their experience of every battle with each other, but also learn from all the people and affairs who can learn. Even those dead Japanese snipers have been taken as their learning targets.

The result of this is that this group of sharpshooters grew up rapidly. From being played by Japanese snipers as prey, they had to be careful later, and now they are quite tricky.

Unfortunately, the huge gap makes it impossible for them to take advantage of the devils for the time being, so in order to hit those devil snipers hard, they came up with this way to be more cruel to the enemy.

"Yu Ming, this time you match with Jiang Mingyue and Ye Shaolan. You are the main attack." Li Laotie assigned a man in his early thirties to two female soldiers, and the remaining Han Rongrong was arranged as a deputy attack in another group.

The so-called main attack is just nominally good. In fact, it is just a bait. Of course, if your strength is really excellent, you may not be sacrificed.

It's like you let Chen Feng as the main attack, so the unfortunate one must be the devil sniper opposite, who can kill his devil in a one-on-one duel. I don't know whether he was born or not.

Yu Ming smiled naively and was not dissatisfied with his assigned role at all. He walked to the two female soldiers and stood still.

In fact, not only him, but also many of the sharpshooters are competing for the main attack. They are not afraid of sacrifice, so they hope to have a happy battle with the devils.

Jiang Mingyue looked at Yu Ming. He had been matched with them three times, bowed his head and thought for a moment, and then took a step forward, "Master Li, I ask me to be the main attack this time."

"What, are you dissatisfied with Yu Ming?" When Li Laotie saw Jiang Mingyue suddenly put forward such a suggestion, he couldn't help but be a little surprised, "Yu Ming is the most suitable candidate."

Of course, Jiang Mingyue knows this. She knows Yu Ming's character and ability very well. If he hadn't sacrificed his life to save him last time, he might have died under the devil's gun.

But she doesn't think she should always let Yu Ming bear such a big danger. This time, she should take it on her own.

Ye Shaolan has the same idea as her. She originally wanted to ask herself to be the main attack, but she took the lead. At this time, she also said, "I ask to be the main attack."

Li Laotie smiled and said, "Don't argue with you two. Yu Ming is the best candidate to be the main attack. That's it."

Seeing that Li Laotie had settled down, the two female soldiers had no choice but to agree.

The team walked outside the camp and was ready to participate in the battle.

Next to a big car diagonally opposite Yingmen, Chen Feng leaned against the wooden wheels of the taxi and was wiping the sniper rifle in his hand. His expression seemed to be very focused. Next to him, Xiong Da and Xiong Er sat on the ground, snoring loudly, and the saliva flowed out of his big mouth. It dragged it for a long time without breaking.

These two guys are a pair of foodies. As long as they are full, they will take a nap. Yesterday, they actually stole a war horse of the cavalry company and roasted it, causing more than half of the cavalry company of the cavalry company to chase them out for several miles. Later, it was Chen Feng who helped them solve this problem.

However, the strength of these two guys is really amazing. Thirty or forty catties of stones in their hands are like a yam egg. They fly dozens of meters away with a light throw, and seven or eight strong cavalry can't hold them down.

"Chen Feng, what do you think of these sharpshooters?" Huang Linzhi came to him at some point and asked.

Chen Feng didn't raise his head and focused on doing his own things. "A group of rookies are just getting started."

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