In the regiment headquarters not far away, the regiment commander Fu Song was looking at the first company commander with a gloomy expression and shouted,"Bullsh * t. If you lost it, you lost it. Where do you get so many excuses?”
In front of him, a company commander was kneeling there, his forehead almost bruised.
It turned out that the defense battle just now belonged to the company's position. Many people were inexperienced and lost their positions the moment the bombardment came. Some even turned around and ran, which led to the loss of the position!
"I'll go to hell with you." The more Fu Song thought about it, the angrier he became. Speaking of which, Ye Fan's 3rd Company was not as strong as the entire company, and their equipment was also the same, but they were the first company to finish fighting.
Bang!
"Those who lose their positions will be killed without mercy!" Fu Song said coldly, and then slowly put the pistol back into his waist.
"Go, immediately organize a suicide squad. We must take back the position!”Fu Song said sternly.
Losing a position and killing on the spot was an iron-clad rule on the battlefield. No matter who it was, they could not break it, no matter what difficulties they had!
The matter of regaining the lost position naturally fell on Third Company. Now, Third Company was already the company with the most combat power in the entire regiment.
Xu Shan looked at everyone. One of them stood at a high place in the camp and shouted,"Right now, the regiment commander has orders. We must take back the high ground of the first company.”
When everyone heard this, they lowered their heads in silence. What did it mean to dare to die? It meant that most of them had to die!
Soon, two tattered steel helmets were brought up. They were already filled with paper balls.
The steel helmets passed by the brothers one by one, and each of them silently picked up a piece of paper from inside.
When it was Ye Fan's turn, Xu Shan frowned slightly. He wanted to skip him directly, but Ye Fan grabbed the helmet and took out one. In his heart, Ye Fan had already silently prayed many times that he would be selected!
Others might be afraid, but Ye Fan was the opposite. He had to stick to it no matter what.
Everyone carefully opened the paper ball, afraid that they would be chosen. After all, who wouldn't want to live?
Ye Fan gently unfolded the ball of paper. What appeared in front of him was a large red word "Death". When he saw this, Ye Fan heaved a sigh of relief.
"Die! This old man's luck is really bad." The class monitor of Class Five muttered to himself, but he did not dare to be too loud.
In an instant, everyone's faces were gloomy, happy, and helpless.
Ye Fan looked at another person. It was also a burly man from Class Five, but the paper ball in his hand was a little different. Most of the people who drew the word 'death' were red, only those few people were dark black!
Looking around, although Ye Fan did not know what the black death word was for, there was no one here who had drawn the black death word.
There were also those who did not join the suicide squad. They took off their good things one after another. Some of them were machine guns, some were grenades that they had taken from the Japanese, and some were grenades…
Ye Fan looked at these grenades and connected them together. How could those brothers who had drawn the black death word tie them to their bodies?
Ye Fan understood. He understood everything!
It turned out that those who drew the black 'death' character would pull the grenades on their bodies the moment they rushed to the position. They themselves were the bombs!
After counting, Xu Shan's expression was a little ugly, but he had no choice.
There were a total of thirty-two people. Out of all the suicide squad members, it was estimated that no more than five people would come back alive from this trip!
A machine gun, a submachine gun that came out of nowhere, fifteen grenades, thirty-one large blades, five grenades per person, of course, excluding those who drew the black death word.
Xu Shan also participated in drawing the paper ball, but he was not drawn. Silently looking at these daredevil squad members, he could only sigh. After a while, he tried his best to calm himself down.
"Brothers, in three minutes, the regiment headquarters will send fire support. In addition, the entire regiment's artillery will also send fire support, so that you have a chance to charge over.”
"I'm too lazy to say anything else. I just want to say one thing, don't let others look down on our Sichuan Army, don't let others look down on our Third Company.”
"Those who didn't die, remember to bring back one of our brothers 'belongings as a souvenir. In the future, we can also give their families an explanation.”
After Xu Shan finished speaking, he took out a flag that was already a little black. Today, Ye Fan finally saw this flag:
"Death Flag!"
There weren't many fancy things on the flag. There were only the words 'Death' on both sides!
Xu Shan swung the flag with all his might, and the flag immediately fluttered. The huge word 'death' was very eye-catching.
"Remember, the undead, kill! Those who cowered at the last minute would be killed! Those who are timid, kill!"
"Yes, sir! Yes! Yes!" The 30 suicide squad members shouted in unison. Xu Shan swept his gaze over everyone one by one as a final farewell.
"If you come back, I'll treat you to some wine and 100 dollars for each of you. If you don't come back, I'll dig your graves myself and give your family 200 dollars each.”
As soon as Xu Shan finished speaking, the suicide squad members stepped forward and lay at the intersection of the positions, waiting for the bombardment to arrive.
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