Red Fourth Company's Soldiers Were Vigorous!
"Nineteen! This was the 19th wounded soldier that Zhang Mufeng had buried!”
"Little Mu Feng's movements are getting more and more proficient. It took him two minutes to bury someone just now, but now, one minute is enough!”
"But look at his hand. His fingernails are flipped over. How painful is that?”
"I'm so worried that he'll be hit by the bullets on the battlefield! It was too dangerous to run around in such a dense battlefield!”
"There isn't much time left for Zhang Mufeng. It seems that the Red Four Company is about to charge out! Good luck!"
"Ah! Be careful!"
At this moment, a bomb exploded less than two meters away from Zhang Mufeng.
The powerful airwave blew his body far away with flying dust.
This scene caused the audience to cry out in surprise.
Zhang Mufeng's every move on the battlefield affected the hearts of countless people, almost suffocating them.
It felt like he was playing a battle game for the first time.
The bullets and artillery fire flashed past his eyes.
Seeing Zhang Mufeng being blasted away, his heart was in his throat.
"Please don't let anything happen to you!"
"Don't die!"
However, at the next moment,
They saw Zhang Mufeng lying on the ground for a while before jumping up again.
After a few jumps, he ran to the body of a wounded soldier and began to dig the soil with his bloody hands.
"Hu! You scared me to death! It's good that you're fine!"
"I've never had my heart beat so fast while watching a show!”
"My heart is already on this guy. Don't take any more risks!”
The clueless audience simply felt happy for Zhang Mufeng, and at the same time, they heaved a sigh of relief.
However, this scene was very different in the eyes of the more sensitive soldiers.
"Commander Zhang Mufeng must have been distracted when he saw the wounded soldier, which was why he was a little late in discovering the bomb.”
"Of course, it could also be because he's too tired! After all, he had already maintained such a high-intensity operation for so long!”
"However, even if I was a little slow to discover it, I was still able to adjust my body in time when I was blasted away by the airwaves, trying to minimize the damage. Captain Zhang Mufeng's innate talent was too strong!”
"However, he was still injured. Look at his left rib cage.”
This time, it was the 9th MR's commander, Gao Qiang, who spoke.
He was very keen to notice all the changes on the battlefield just now.
Zhang Mufeng's movements had become much slower, and there was a huge hole in his left rib cage.
Blood slowly soaked his clothes.
However, he did not have time to stop and bandage himself because he was digging a hole for the injured man.
He accidentally dug out a piece of broken shrapnel and cut his hands, but he did not stop.
The nails of his ten fingers had already turned over, but they did not stop.
His bloodstained face was as if he could not feel any pain. He was stubborn and determined.
"Enough, Mu Feng! Stop digging, I'm not leaving!"
When Zhang Mufeng was digging the soil, the wounded man who was lying on the ground said with a smile.
Seeing that Zhang Mufeng ignored him, the wounded soldier smiled bitterly and asked,
"Do you have cigarettes? It hurts. Light one for me."
Zhang Mufeng shook off the mud on his hands and quickly took out a cigarette to light it up. Then, he turned around and continued digging.
"Hah! I knew you had something good on you!”
The wounded man lying in the pit took a big whiff, and a trace of blood appeared on his bloodless lips. He looked behind him and said with a smile,
"Stop digging! Look, the Japanese behind are about to catch up.”
"I'm not leaving. I'll just wait here for those bastards.”
Zhang Mufeng suddenly raised his head. Everyone saw his red eyes. He looked at the wounded man's legs that had been blown off at the root and said firmly.
"Second Platoon Leader, it's fine if your leg is broken. You can still live!”
This wounded soldier was the second platoon leader of the Red Fourth Company, and he was also the one who taught him all kinds of combat techniques.
The second platoon leader laughed and scolded,
"If I don't want to die, who can stop me from living? Isn't it? Your father's life is hard!"
The second platoon leader smoked with two bloody fingers. The smell of tobacco suppressed the intense pain, but he still gritted his teeth and cursed,
"Hiss! Damn it, it hurts!"
"If he bleeds too much, his eyes will turn black!”
"Mu Feng, if this daddy says I won't leave, then I won't leave! It's true that you can carry me back, but what's the use?”
"Without my legs, how am I going to go to the battlefield in the future? I've killed so many Japanese. I can't kill them in the future. It's worse to live than to die.”
"Listen to me, stop digging and run quickly. The Japanese will be here soon!”
Zhang Mufeng finally stopped. He turned his head and looked at the platoon leader who refused to make a sound even though his leg was broken.
The platoon leader roared at him,
"What the f * ck are you still in a daze for!"
"Run!"
"Do you want both of us to die here?"
"Zhang Mufeng! I order you to turn around and run forward!”
With such a roar, Zhang Mufeng finally turned around and left.
Seeing that the kid had finally been shouted away, the second platoon leader had a carefree smile on his face as he finished the remaining half of the cigarette in one breath.
However, in the blink of an eye, he realized that the kid had actually returned.
"What the f * ck are you doing back here?"
The second platoon leader's eyes were about to pop out. He was anxious and angry!
Zhang Mufeng silently placed seven or eight grenades in his hand next to the second platoon leader. He had just found them from the corpses.
He said to the platoon leader with a trembling voice,
"Second Platoon Leader, everyone else only has one grenade, but I found eight for you.”
"It's loud."
The platoon leader patted Zhang Mufeng's head and laughed until tears rolled down his face.
"Haha! Good!"
"The soldiers of our 4th Company, of course, can't die cowardly.”
"Listen to me give those Japanese a loud bang later!”
"Get lost!"
Zhang Mufeng walked away with red eyes,
Following the main force of the Fourth Red Company, they advanced further. When the vanguard of the company finally tore open a gap and rushed out,
Zhang Mufeng turned around and looked at the place where the second platoon leader was lying.
The man without legs looked at him and laughed.
"Don't die, kid!"
Then, he pulled the fuse of eight grenades.
Boom!
The loudest voice on the battlefield,
And the most dazzling flames.
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