The two remaining members of Third Company were tightly pressed together, like hunters who had gone into hiding, quietly and patiently waiting there.
Six days was a period of growth and transformation. He remembered that when he first arrived, Ye Fan only saw a group of soldiers burying their heads and firing randomly, not caring if they hit the target or not.
And now, they would no longer panic, and they would no longer run around under the enemy's artillery shells. However, they were no longer there.
It turned out that the shouts on the battlefield were no longer there. How Ye Fan wished to continue listening to these curses and then kill the enemy together.
The Japanese who had sneaked up had already entered the shooting range. Ye Fan aimed at a Japanese flag bearer and said in a low voice,"Fight!"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Ye Fan's gun rang, and Lu Cheng's machine gun rang.
Ye Fan and Lu Cheng threw the grenades they picked up in unison. They threw a perfect curve in the sky and then exploded in the crowd.
Lu Cheng showed his white teeth as he watched the Japanese soldiers fall. Originally, he did not know how to use the Japanese's grenades, but after Ye Fan taught him, he knew how to use them. It seemed that the Japanese's grenades were really powerful!
Ye Fan and the others didn't have much ammunition left, but they still threw it out crazily. What was the use of holding onto these things when he was dead?
The first charge was repelled, followed by the second charge, and the second charge was repelled again.
Every time the Japanese attacked, they didn't seem to be as strong anymore. It seemed that they knew that the people in the camp were exhausted and were constantly exhausting them.
During the third charge, Ye Fan and the others had no ammunition around them. They were only waiting for the Japanese to charge into the trenches. Then, they started to fight with their knives.
Risking his life and risking his life!
It was also at this moment that the Japanese, who had once clamored to destroy China in three months, felt fear for the first time. It was the spirit of an army, the spirit of an unyielding army!
"Class monitor, are you dead?"
"No, the Japanese are too weak to kill me.”
"Are you hurt?"
"I'm fine. It's just a cut on my calf.”
Ye Fan heaved a sigh of relief when he heard that Lu Cheng was fine. After the third charge, the Japanese actually attacked the camp!
Lu Cheng sat down to rest, but Ye Fan asked,"I'll go get some ammo, you stay here.”
Before Lu Cheng could speak, Ye Fan had already flipped out of the trench and rushed towards the Japanese who had just died.
"What kind of f * cking scholar is this? Why was he so fierce? He joined the army halfway, was a sharpshooter, was an intellectual, was agile, and knew a lot of things. He really did not know where this guy came from.”
Lu Cheng muttered. Actually, none of them knew Ye Fan's background. They only knew that he was a student who came halfway and said that he wanted to throw down his pen and pick up his gun to protect his country.
Ye Fan returned to the trenches. He had a lot of ammunition on him, but most of them were grenades.
"Alright, with these, we can hold on for a while.”Ye Fan put down the ammunition and rested. It could be seen that Ye Fan could not hold on any longer. Even an iron man wouldn't be able to endure a few days and nights!
Da da--
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw some more Japanese approaching the camp.
Boom!
The cannonballs landed. For some reason, the cannonballs seemed to be more intense than before, covering the entire camp.
"Bah!"
Lu Cheng spat out a mouthful of dirt and scolded,""Damn you Japanese, you little bastard! Do you think I have the strength of a division? Damn, such fierce artillery fire!"
After a round of bombardment, it was the Japanese's charge as usual. It could be seen that the number of Japanese charging was getting smaller and smaller. This was the only good news at the moment.
"Get ready!" Ye Fan held a grenade in his hand and said in a low voice. He guessed that the Japanese had entered the range of the swing. Ye Fan shouted," Throw it!”
Swoosh swoosh--
In an instant, a few grenades were thrown far away and then fell into the crowd, emitting brilliant sparks.
The Japanese at the front had just raised their heads when they fell. Ye Fan also gave orders again and again. The two of them seemed to be tirelessly throwing the grenades in their hands.
There were only two people in the camp, but at this moment, it was like an iron wall blocking the Japanese's charge. The two people on the battlefield were like two cockroaches that could not be dragged down or killed no matter what. No matter how strong the guns and cannons were, they would not budge!
The people were there, and the position was there!
He was here, and Third Company was here!
Ye Fan and Lu Cheng's faces were already stained with blood. They were also mixed with black ash and mud. It was impossible to tell their original appearance.
"Haha! F * cking little Japanese, f * cking little bastard, if you have the ability, kill me, kill me!”
Looking at the retreating Japanese, Lu Cheng laughed and cursed. Maybe he could vent his anger this way.
(Sorry, I got it wrong again, but fortunately, the book friend found out and told me ~)
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