As expected, after taking back the position, Commander Feng did not send anyone to take over the position that he had just taken back. The reason was that the buffer zone between the two armies could not send anyone!
On the battlefield, corpses were piled up layer after layer.
Ye Fan's body moved a little, then moved again. Then, Ye Fan's head slowly poked out of the soil. At this moment, his head was still buzzing.
His last memory was of his left hand being dragged by a Japanese, and the third Japanese stabbing him from behind with a bayonet.
When the last Japanese was sent to hell, a cannonball sounded in his ear.
Looking at the formation, it turned out that he had already been flipped into a pit by the airwave.
Stumbling to his feet, Ye Fan shook his head hard. His body was almost not listening to him. As he became clearer, all he could see was black scorched earth and corpses.
On the battlefield, Ye Fan kept turning over the corpses. He did not believe that everyone on the battlefield was finished. He wanted to find even one person!
"Cough cough--pull, pull this old man.”
A weak voice sounded. It was especially ear-piercing on this deathly silent battlefield, but it sounded so familiar in Ye Fan's ears.
Lu Cheng, yes, that's right! This was Lu Cheng's voice!
Ye Fan ran over slowly and kept digging through the pile of corpses. Finally, a familiar face appeared in front of him.
Although it was covered in blood and black ash, Ye Fan recognized that it was Lu Cheng!
"Class monitor!" Ye Fan cried out happily and quickly moved Lu Cheng's body.
"Aiyo, count, count. My leg was hit by those damn Japanese.”Lu Cheng screamed.
Ye Fan smiled. It seemed that the situation was still alright. At least Lu Cheng could still call out, right?
By the time Lu Cheng was carried out, his pants on his left leg had already been torn, and the flesh inside was clearly visible.
Looking at his broken leg, Lu Cheng gritted his teeth. Although it was serious, it was probably not as bad as Xu Shan's leg, right?!
"I, I have been a soldier for more than ten years. I was in the army during the Northern Expedition, but I have never suffered this kind of pain.”Lu Cheng was in great pain, and beads of sweat were already forming on his forehead.
Ye Fan looked at the wound. It was caused by the shrapnel from the shell. One of the shrapnel had already been embedded in the flesh. If it was not removed soon, it would probably be very serious.
Ye Fan grabbed the gun and handed it to Lu Cheng."Come, bear with it."
Lu Cheng looked at Ye Fan and grinned. He bit the handle of the spear and said,"Come on, you son of a b * tch. I don't believe that it's me who's in pain.”
Ye Fan looked at the wound. He had never done this before. However, after the fall of these few days, Ye Fan's state of mind could be said to be very tenacious.
Looking at the position, Ye Fan stabbed in and gouged out the already rotten wound.
Lu Cheng grunted. His face instantly turned pale, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. He almost fainted a few times.
"Damn you little Japanese, even if I don't die, I'm going to kill you all!”Lu Cheng's voice was low and he sounded tired.
Looking at the corpses on the ground and then looking at the flag of death that was still standing, Ye Fan suddenly smiled:
"Class monitor, there are only the two of us left.”
Lu Cheng nodded and didn't mind.""Damn, it's enough!"
"We can't go back, right?" Lu Cheng suddenly asked.
"Yes!"
"Then we'll die here?"
"Then die here!"
"Why don't we drag two of them down with us?"
"Of course!"
The two of them chatted as if they were not facing a life and death decision at all, but were chatting about family matters.
Can't go back? Then I won't go back! He died here? Then he would drag the two Japanese down with him!
Machine guns, grenades, grenades, and rifles were enough to make those Japanese suffer!
"F * ck, with so many weapons, aren't we rich? Back then, my team was called a motley crew, and they couldn't even be made in Hanyang. But now, there are so many good things here.”Lu Cheng looked at the weapons and ammunition on the ground. Although he felt a burning pain in his leg from time to time, he was still optimistic.
On the eighth day, the sky turned white as if it had changed!
After a round of bombardment, the Japanese thought that they had reinforcements and did not dare to send too many troops forward. Therefore, he only saw a few blurry figures walking over from afar, as if they were scouting the way.
"Third Company, prepare for battle!" Ye Fan growled. Lu Cheng smiled at this time. After fixing the injured leg, he and Ye Fan lay on the trench again, holding two machine guns tightly in their hands!
"Scholar, how long do you think we can last this time?”
"At least two hours!" Ye Fan said without hesitation.
"That's so little. At least four hours.”
"Alright, four hours it is!"
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