The smoke of gunpowder has not yet dissipated, and the breath of death permeates every corner of the position. The joy of repelling the Japanese attack has been deposited. The departure of the comrades who once fought side by side has caused sadness to surge in everyone's heart. In addition to Ye Zhiming and Liu Yunqing, Ye Hao and Lin Fugui were also killed together. At this time, the first 1 squad of the 12-man team was only eight people left. Including Ding Liu, only nine people guarded the No. 19 position. Similar to the situation of the 137th Regiment, there were also a large number of casualties in each squad of the 137th Regiment. In an attack that was completely suppressed, three out of ten were left.

After receiving the casualties report at hand, Feng Ping felt stuffy and hot on his face. In comparison, less than 100 casualties in the 259th Brigade were eight times the number of casualties in the 259th Brigade made Feng Ping feel ashamed. When Yi Anhua saw Feng Ping's depressed mood, he gently patted Feng Ping's shoulder to express comfort.

Taking advantage of their spare time, the bodies of soldiers who died in battle began to be cleaned up everywhere in the position.

The tears on Youfei's cheeks had already dried up, leaving only two lines of faint tears. He said in a deep voice: "I carried the bodies of Ye Zhiming and Liu Yunqing to the big pit and buried them. No one of you should help me. I want to send this last section of the way. All I can do for them is this!" Jiang Zhuang, He Tianhao, Huang Long and Xu Zhiwei sobbed in a low voice, and the others were also mourning silently.

"I will pay it back one day." This sentence has been on the corner of everyone's mouth many times, but on the day of fulfillment, Yufei still feels that he can't bear it.

Taking the weight-bearing steps, You Fei carried the bodies of the two of them to a large mud pit. There were many corpses stacked inside, which were extremely messy, and the smell of rotten corpses floated out of the pit and smelled very unpleasant.

The battle continued, so the pit had not been capped yet, so you could fill in the body at any time. My brother was dead, and there was not even a coffin. You Fei felt sad. He was so in vain that he had been called the elder brother for so many years.

You Fei could not throw the bodies of the two people into the pit, so he told a soldier beside him who was dealing with the bodies and asked him to help him deal with the bodies after he left.

After looking at the last look of the two brothers, You Fei silently said in his heart: Goodbye, my two good brothers!

You Fei walked firmly towards the No. 19 position, holding the gun tighter, and the fighting spirit in his eyes became stronger.

When Youfei walked to the position, everyone was no longer as depressed when they saw him. Instead, they were full of murderous intent on their bodies. Hu Weiyue nodded secretly with satisfaction.

You Fei did not greet He Tianhao and others, but just walked back to his position silently, leaning against the loess, took out the cloth from his pocket and wiped the steel gun in his hand. You Fei had never done such a thing so carefully, from the barrel to the barrel to the gun body, You Fei carefully wiped every inch of You Fei.

Ding Liu kicked Youfei lightly with his foot, lowered his voice and said, "Hey, nothing is wrong, right?"

You Fei shook his head and stared at the front. Although he could no longer see the Japanese within his eyes, You Fei's eyes were still flashing with blood and full of resentment.

"Hey, tell me what kind of person your leader is. Don't be silent and don't talk, it hurts your body!" Ding Liu, who has always been taciturn, took the initiative to chat with You Fei.

You Fei Chong Ding Lu smiled gratefully and sighed: "When I was a child, I heard Gu Lao tell many stories. Among them, I remember there was a passage in which Genghis Khan, the great hero on the grassland, once asked the generals in his army not to be too strong, because if the general was too strong, the other soldiers would definitely not be able to keep up with the pace of this general. The soldiers would definitely be tired quickly, which would only weaken the combat effectiveness of the entire army. Although I have never been to school, I also know that what Genghis Khan said makes sense. Feng Ping, the commander of our 137th Regiment, was a brave soldier. Last time, he killed hundreds of people who escaped in one breath. Yong was brave, but he was a bit too much. With such a decisive general, we pawns would not be able to live much better!"

Ding Lu smiled and said, "Yi Anhua, the commander of our 259th Brigade, is also an iron man. The brothers are respectful and fearful of Major General Yi. Officials always have to have some authority, otherwise how can they shock us, such as the Bing Ge!"

You Fei grinned. He saw Ding Liu's right thumb and index finger constantly rubbing and grinding. Before, You Fei also noticed that Ding Liu's fingers would start to peel as soon as he was idle. You Fei said happily: "I said Ding Liu, you like to polish your hands on your skin when you have nothing to do. Why don't you polish your feet? Just polish your hands? Haha!"

Ding Liu said in a deep voice: "The touch of fingers and triggers is very important. I like to polish my hands on my daily life, because doing so will make my hands better integrate with the trigger and then integrate with the entire gun. At that time, the Japanese will be beaten by my gun."

"It's so hanging!" You Fei said in surprise.

You Fei couldn't help but come over at this time. He played with Ding Liu's Czech light machine gun. You Fei liked this machine gun that could be equipped with twenty bullets. After carefully holding every part of the machine gun, You Fei looked up and asked Ding Liu, "Ding Liu, how many Japanese have you killed just now?"

"I haven't counted it, about twenty!" Ding Liu said lightly.

You Fei shouted loudly: "Dick, more than twenty? So many!"

Ding Lu laughed and said, "The Czech style is a second and third consecutive shot. The Japanese were hit by the Japanese and they were killed. I dare not say that they are the most powerful machine gunner in the whole brigade, but the kettle three hundred meters away can still be shot. At the distance just now, the Japanese and I will be swept to death! However, the machine gunner is also the first target to kill the Japanese grenade launcher, so the machine gunner generally does not live long!" When Ding Lu said this, a trace of loneliness and helplessness flashed between his eyebrows.

You Fei approached and said, "Brother Ding Li, what else should I pay attention to when using a light machine gun? If you can tell me if you want me, it will give me a long experience!"

"Of course there is no problem with this. During close combat, you must not let the Japanese determine the time and frequency of your magazine change, as it is fatal to a machine gunner." Ding Liu said seriously.

"Then is there any way to solve it?" You Fei asked.

Ding Liu smiled and said, "You just need to change the frequency of changing magazines. You can change them before you finish the bullets. Sometimes you wait until the bullets are fired before changing them. In this way, the Japanese will not know when they will change the magazines. The most deadly time is to change the barrel. It takes ten seconds to change the barrel. Some Japanese are very energetic, so they just wait to rush forward at this time."

You Fei nodded repeatedly when he heard this, but he remembered all these things deeply into his mind.

Jiang Zhuang, He Tianhao, Huang Long and Xu Zhiwei were still frowning, and the shadow of the two brothers' deaths was still hovering in their minds and could not be removed.

The entire battlefield was surprisingly quiet, and the soldiers guarding the trench were waiting quietly, waiting for the attack that the Japanese were about to launch at some point.

At such a quiet moment, I suddenly heard a loud noise of "Gurgle, Gurgle!" and followed the sound. It turned out that the fat man Jiang Jie's stomach was yelling. When he saw everyone's eyes were focused on him. Although Jiang Jie's face was thick, he would have been reluctantly red.

Jiang Jie shouted: "Fuck, look, look, I'm hungry, can I be hungry? I'm fat, naturally I eat more, digest faster, and naturally I'm hungry faster. What's so good about it?"

You Fei frowned and shouted at Hu Weiyue: "I said, Squad Leader Hu, brothers guard the country, but they have not eaten their grains of rice for two days. Can you tell the superiors? Those old men have forgotten that their brothers are still hungry!"

"Hey!" Hu Weiyue sighed deeply, sat down on the ground, took out a cigarette pipe from his pocket, carefully lifted a few strands of tobacco and put them in the bong, and started to suck "baji,baji".

When You Fei saw that the fire was getting big, he was about to rush forward. Ding Liu grabbed You Fei. He sighed and said, "You Fei, you can't blame the officials for this. The traffic arteries around were cut off by the Japanese, and it was difficult to replenish supplies. Our 259th Brigade has been hungry for three days!"

"What should I do? Just sit and wait for death! I think I don't have to fight this battle. Before the Japanese rushed up, they were already fainted from hunger!" You Fei exclaimed in a state of anger.

He Tianhao also came over now and laughed: "I said brother, just say less. Isn't you even hungry if you are so angry? To relieve your anger, you will relieve your anger!"

You Fei said in a deep voice: "Why am I angry? I am afraid that we will starve to death in this trench!"

You Fei also squatted down and stopped talking. For a moment, the silence on the position returned to its original position.

Suddenly, the soldiers in the next position heard the thunderous cheers. You Fei coughed and said in a muffled voice: "Silly bird, I'm so cheering that someone is here to send food, right?"

Not long after You Fei said this, he saw a soldier wearing a big cake around his neck. He ran to You Fei and their positions excitedly, with a smile on his face.

"Old... the fellow villager gives us... the head of the bars! Haha!" The soldier was thin and his broad military uniform was extremely unfit. At this time, he just smiled foolishly, with a large string of big cakes hanging around his neck, and grinned: "The chief has an order. Each person has two bars, so everyone has to save food. This is the heart of the fellow villager to cherish!"

Everyone was filled with joy and rushed forward, and each of them got two big pie from the soldiers.

After the soldiers divided the cakes, they rushed to other positions to divide the cakes.

Everyone held the cake in their hands, squatted down and tasted it in small mouthfuls. Although they were extremely hungry, they still ate very slowly. It was not that they were gentle, but that the slug head was too hard, so hard that people with bad teeth were almost bitten. Moreover, the slug head was extremely dry, and after a few bites, they choked and coughed. If it weren't for the fact that there were a few drops of water in the kettle around them, it would probably be difficult to eat the slug head.

You Fei didn't eat it, but just stared at the cake in his hand. One of the two cakes was different, and most of them were dyed red. You Fei looked at it for a long time and sniffed it with his nose, and became even more silent. This was the smell of blood, or the smell of human blood. Although You Fei is not a veteran, it is enough to distinguish the smell of blood.

Ding Liu, who was standing beside him, saw You Fei holding the cake in his hand and not eating it all, looked at the cake curiously. When he saw the bright red blood on the cake, Ding Liu realized what was going on. Ding Liu patted You Fei on the shoulder and sighed in a deep voice: "The above should be the blood of the fellow villager who gave the cake. Eat it, it can give you courage. After eating it, don't let the fellow villager down!" As he said that, Ding Liu's eyes couldn't help but become wet.

After biting it with a big mouthful, the smell of fishy smell choked on the nose. You Fei resisted the urge to retching and swallowed the cake in his mouth with a sip of water. He smiled and said, "This cake is so dry, it's as hard as a stone. It can be used as a grenade to hit the goddam Japanese, haha, haha!"

Ding Mao stopped saying a word and ate the dry cakes in his mouth speechlessly.
Chapter completed!