After Fujita’s death, he commanded the team to fall naturally. The deputy wild sergeant was a very wretched man. He was not tall and had a bad temper, which had a lot to do with his being a gambler.

Sergeant Hayano also took part in the Russo-Japanese War. He also had a gunner and his brother was very good at shooting. I don’t know how many Russian troops were killed with a machine gun in the Russo-Japanese War, but in the end, he died. The enemy shelled the Russian army, and a mortar shell hit him. He and the machine gun were blown to pieces, and he couldn’t tell which was the bone and which was the machine gun.
Since then, the wild sergeant has been hopelessly drinking and indulging in gambling. Later, he was ordered to retreat to the reserve and return to the soil, gambling became even more out of control, losing all his property and his brother’s medal. Finally, he took the road to find his comrade Fujita Fujita and persuaded him to return to the team. However, just now, a wild sergeant flew in from nowhere and bounced into his head. Poor wild sergeant’s brown eyes broke into his shirt and blood came out of his skull like a can. It seems that the world has never been.
After the death of Sergeant Hayano, the command fell to Sergeant Haneda. He was a recruit who had been enlisted for two years, and his combat experience was far less than that of Captain Fujita and Sergeant Hayano, but they were all dead.
Sergeant Haneda glanced at the pile of bodies and stared at the sky. Sergeant Haneda seemed unwilling, and then carefully wiped the blood on the barrel of a rifle. This was splashed from the head where Sergeant Hayano was shot through.
The bunker has become a coffin, and staying here is to wait for China tanks to spray flames and burn them into charred bodies or shells to blast them into the sky together with the bunker and then break them into pieces. Sergeant Haneda, knowing that he has become a commander, hesitated, immediately retreated and ordered him to take a dozen soldiers who were still intact and dragged their rifles and went out.
There is a ditch connected to the outside, and there are bodies lying on the wall of the chest. The land is charred by gunfire, and the land is getting cold and stiff. A body hangs upside down and has a hole in its forehead. The blood is suspicious, but I am not willing to stare at his shirt. It falls to his head and exposes his dark abdomen. The body has a little rancid smell.
There are also many troops coming out of other fortresses one after another and retreating to the opposite drum hill through traffic trenches, which is another stronghold.
The Ministry was composed of infantry retreated from the fortress, and a small team built a position on the hillside. A thin one found a pretty heavy machine gun, followed by an ammunition hand carrying a box of ammunition. It was also as thin as a bamboo stalk, and when the wind blew, it seemed that the Lushunkou fortress lacked food and did not have enough to eat.
Although food is scarce, Sergeant Haneda thinks that what is lacking here is a sense of security, especially when the machine gunners are going to die with the Chinese team. It is no wonder that these two thin people have become like this. Sergeant Haneda and his comrades-in-arms look at these two thin people with pity eyes. Although they don’t know if they can get back alive, one thing is certain: they must live longer than these two machine gunners in this battle.
"Call China people!" Thin gunner looked at the semicircle horizon behind the nearby hill and said with a smile
"Now we can beat China people!" Thin ammunition hand equally excited tunnel
"rape dad!" The two thin men said to themselves, at the same time, they also shouted to the sergeant Haneda next to them, and the sergeant Haneda looked back at the dead man and ignored him.
"rape dad!" The two thin men turned away and shouted to a sturdy sergeant who was hiding from the breast wall.
"China people come! It’s going here! "The sturdy sergeant rolled from the surface and shouted, and at the same time shrank his head tightly into the ditch.
At this time, a small captain waved his combat knives and ran from one side of the trench to the other, bending his head like quail in Tianlong field, shouting "The enemy is coming! The Chinese have come to the machine gun to shoot quickly! "
Haneda sergeant secretly scold a way "small captain is doing this? Running around in the ditch can’t hit him, and it’s hard to hit him with shells … it’s really far from Fujita and Hayano. "
The front hill is still swinging, but the roar keeps ringing, and the dust rises from behind the hill. People judge whether the Chinese team has been killed or not according to the degree of dust rise.
Chapter 62 It’s hard to go home
The rumbling roar started to tremble slightly more and more. The mud on the trench wall fell into the ditch. Everyone held their breath and waited for the China people to appear, especially the thin pair. One held the gun tightly, buckled his finger on the trigger, and the other thin one held the bullet belt with his hands and stared nervously at the distance.
Suddenly, a round gun barrel emerged from the dust all over the sky. This is the stern and cold muzzle of the tank, which pierced the Japanese people’s hearts. Then everyone trembled, and then a hideous monster jumped out, leaped over the hill, slammed the ground, made a loud noise, lifted the dust into the sky and came to the Japanese position unscathed.
Then the second car and the third car … behind the tank, wearing helmets and holding rifles, the * * team also appeared …
The squad leader ran through the ditch again with a command knife. This time, he bent 90 degrees and shouted like a chicken, "The Chinese are coming to shoot freely …"
Mortars have been set up on the hill opposite China. Although the height of this hill is not as high as that of the ditch here, their mortars are the weapon to restrain the ditch.
Here, two thin machine gunners fired "tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut. Everyone looked at the past. No one was surprised or pitied everything. As they expected, the thin machine gunners rolled from the breast wall and lay on their back at the bottom of the trench, waving their sabers and calling the squad leader to take a look. Then they jumped over the corpse and shouted," The emperor shot the empire … "
Followed by "Peng Peng …" A quick sound, a dozen shells roared and hit the heavy machine gun without discrimination. Several shells fell into the ditch around the heavy machine gun. With the explosion, the thin ammunition hand and the machine gun parts flew into the sky and never fell again. Perhaps it was because the figure was too thin and was blown away by the wind.
Sergeant haneda looked up from the dust. He quickly poked his head out and took a look. The horse took his head back and never dared to lean out again.
He found that China tanks had crossed the mountain depression and rushed to the mountain with rolling smoke.
Just now, a round of shelling left a few soldiers left in his hand, and these people were all at a loss. Looking up, the little captain had fallen into a pool of blood. He was hit by a mortar shrapnel and the blood flowed all over the floor, soaking his side red.
Haneda sergeant felt a little red pain in his head, and when he touched the blood in his hand, he realized that he was hurt.
As far as the eye can go, except for those dead bodies, Sergeant Haneda has regained the leadership because his rank is the highest. This Sergeant Haneda wants to know that everyone among the soldiers looks at him and waits for him to make up his mind.
What can I do at this time? Retreat idea, of course.
Although the Japanese military discipline has reached a critical point, these soldiers will not break up and run away if there is no level order. However, they are already extremely nervous. From their panicked eyes, it is clear that they know that they can’t hold on … They want to retreat, but they hope to get his order.
What happened afterwards was particularly clearly remembered by Sergeant Ibuki. Sergeant Haneda wrapped a bandage around his head. He was so excited that his face turned pale and his hair was scattered that he couldn’t recognize it. He jumped from the parapet and staggered in the trench with his rifle. He turned around and pointed at the trench. In the opposite direction, China people also couldn’t recognize his hoarse voice and shouted, "There are several China people over there who have crossed the blockade. Come with me! We went to destroy them … the emperor killed them and gave them to … "-and stumbled forward.
Sergeant Ibuki slid from the chest wall and then got up. He followed him and shouted for a few days. He grabbed a rifle from an infantry next to him. He felt his legs shaking like hell and ran to his mouth with Haneda sergeant. He shouted, "Kill to give …" Just like the little captain just now, a few confused soldiers jumped out of the trench and didn’t want to know that the consequence was that they just got up and got shot in the head, and then the whole person fell into a corpse.
Haneda sergeant rushed out of the trench, although he was going backwards, but I don’t know if he was in the wrong direction or if it was really China who had crossed their defense line. He always jumped into the trench and met with a gallop. China people came from their side with waves of jagged bullets flying.
Sergeant haneda gave a desperate and pitiful scream. He stretched out a pair of hands and his eyes threw themselves like crazy and flicked across his ass.
Sergeant Ibuki held out a hand behind him and grabbed Sergeant Haneda’s foot and pulled him back. In the ditch, Sergeant Ibuki felt his hand turn over to Sergeant Haneda. At this time, he saw that his chest was bleeding, and his hand turned into a piece of red blood as if he had inserted a dye vat. Sergeant Haneda could not live. He had seen the shadow of death in his hazy eyes.
Someone pushed him behind, and one of the soldiers pressed the cotton balls against Haneda sergeant’s wound and threw them away. The cotton balls were soaked with blood and swelled to black.
Sergeant Ibuki calmed down to untie Sergeant Haneda’s collar, tore his clothes, kneaded them into cloth, and pressed the wound. He saw blood bubbling and hot air pouring out into the wound. He saw Sergeant Haneda’s face turned into a bluish-gray mouth, and his lungs trembled painfully, and he kept breathing. Gas came out of his mouth and wound.
"Sergeant Haneda, you can’t die. You have to lead us home …" Sergeant Ibuki murmured that Sergeant Haneda seemed to hear Sergeant Ibuki’s words and recovered a little consciousness. He fell into it. His eyes glanced at Sergeant Ibuki from his bloodshot black eyes, but he couldn’t speak. Then his eyelashes trembled and covered his eyes. Sergeant Haneda fainted again.
The setting sun shines through the dark clouds as sergeant Haneda twitches and twists his mouth. Sergeant Ibuki looks like a wax plastic, pressing the wound and holding a hot palm.
Sergeant Ibuki’s efforts seem to have had a little effect. Sergeant Ibuki is a very good soldier. He is very responsive on the battlefield. The China bullet did not hit him in the key and did not let him die immediately. This is very rare, although he will eventually die.
Sergeant Haneda slowly looked at Sergeant Ibuki with his eyes open and said weakly, "Ibuki will take it to you. You must lead the villagers home even if there are ashes …"
The soldiers of the Japanese Division are all composed of the same local soldiers. The soldiers of Haneda Sergeant and Sergeant Ibuki are all from Sendai Town. I am afraid that there are not many people left. It is impossible to bring back the ashes of comrades, let alone bring people back.
Sergeant Ibuki hesitated, but Sergeant Haneda had closed his eyes. Sergeant Ibuki put Sergeant Haneda’s body up and said to a dozen fellow villagers in Sendai Town next to him, "You have heard that I will take over the command …"
Although at least half of the dozen people are qualified to take over the command according to the infantry code, the so-called command is meaningless at this time. Sergeant Ibuki suggested that there was no objection
"We just go home. At least one person must live to tell our family about our news … and be responsible for sending the ashes back …" Sergeant Ibuki said.
However, it may be very slim to realize this. If China people don’t take prisoners and meet Japanese people, they will kill their bodies and bury them under trees as fertilizer …
At this moment, a tank suddenly appeared. Sergeant Ibuki and others were frightened to disgrace. A burst of heavy machine guns from Tanqueray beat Sergeant Ibuki and several people around him to pieces. Sergeant Ibuki just took over the lead and went after Sergeant Haneda.
Two infantry wearing helmets flashed out from behind the tank, and several bullets were fired at their guns. There were only a few compatriots in Sendai Town who fell less than 10 meters. The blood gurgled out of the trench and the wet soil became muddy. To be continued.
Chapter 621 Have a good life
Not far from the front line of Lushun fortress, a place called Longtou Town has gradually become prosperous because the railway passes through here and is stationed not far from the nearest officers and men in the war zone.
There are some sheds next to this town, which is a refugee settlement. All the surrounding farmers live here temporarily lost their land and livelihood because of the war. They were resettled here a year ago. Now they can go to town to do some small work and add government relief to make a decent living. At least they can barely get enough food and clothing.
Zhang Yiping’s team passed by the shed, and the villagers greeted them warmly as always. They happily took out their prey, aquatic products and forage to sell, of course, for money.
The guards and soldiers are all rich people who bought some game and seafood. These people are also very friendly and hospitable, but when it comes to moving them to the Far East to farm or fish, these people hesitate and scratch their heads and flatly refuse.
"The government has given you fifty acres of land each. Why don’t you go?" Zhang Yiping asked a middle-aged Han said
"I don’t want to lose my life in these acres. What’s the land without my life?"