"Yes!" Wang Si heard that the Japs' cannons had begun to violently hit the position. The powerful explosion shook the entire command post. He could already foresee the cruel battle that was about to begin, and he did not hesitate again.

Although he was promoted to the rank of platoon leader without any merit, he could be regarded as receiving the order in critical situation. If his refusal resulted in heavy casualties among the ** brothers on the battlefield at this time, let alone other things, it would be a matter of his own conscience.

There's no way around it.

"Li Yaolin, the sixth platoon is your sharp knife platoon. Take the new platoon leader of the sixth platoon, Wang Si, to the position immediately to familiarize yourself with the situation of the sixth platoon!" The war is tense, and Song Zhuoyi has no time to chat here anymore. At this moment,

What he was most looking forward to was that all the soldiers would go into battle to fight against the Japs' attack. When he saw the second battalion commander entering the door and planning to report on the situation at the forward position,

"Yes!" Li Yaolin happened to come in at this time and planned to report the situation at the front. After hearing Song Zhuoyi's order, he did not waste time and responded immediately.

What he reported to Song Zhuoyi was about the fact that there was no platoon leader in the sixth platoon and he himself planned to go to the front line to keep an eye on it. Now Song Zhuoyi seemed to see his thoughts at a glance and gave him a new platoon leader without waiting for him to speak. Naturally, he didn't

It is necessary to report again.

So he immediately led Wang Si out of the command post, took two helmets from the guards at the door, and let Wang Si and himself put them on their heads.

Then the two men braved the thick smoke and walked hard towards the left wing of the team, stepping on the bombed ground full of craters.

The explosions of artillery shells were right next to them, and the mud from the explosions kept covering their bodies, making it almost impossible to open their eyes.

But they did not stop and continued to walk forward. Behind a dirt bag not far away, they jumped into the trench and continued to move forward along the corridor of the trench.

The position was full of flying bullets, and grenades that landed at any time exploded. From time to time, several soldiers lying on the trench rolled down, and then became bloody and bloody. They took their last breath amidst the shouts of the medical soldiers.

War is cruel, and death is like a piece of dog-skin plaster that can never be removed. Here, the lives of the soldiers are like ants. They are talking and laughing with you one moment, but they are separated from yin and yang the next moment.

Living alive is a luxury for soldiers, because life on the battlefield is really worthless.

Wang Si followed Li Yaolin as he walked towards the front line. Within this defense line of just a few hundred meters, there was no way to count the soldiers who died in the battle. Several soldiers even fell at Wang Si's feet.

When Bian saw Wang Si and Li Yaolin, he desperately wanted to say something, but he had no way to say it. For this soldier, time was frozen at that moment forever and would no longer move around.

Wang Si was at a loss. He had never thought that the situation on the battlefield would be like this. When he was in Yuncheng, he also killed young Japanese and saw the ferocious side of young Japanese, but he had never seen anything like this.

Bloody scenes.

The artillery shells hit the position, and the raised soil and the bodies of the sacrificed soldiers were covered in the trenches. Then a captain officer was heard shouting: "The Japanese artillery fire is extending and they are about to charge. Brothers, please enter the position and prepare for battle!"

The sound was extremely loud, hovering throughout the trench. Immediately afterwards, the soldiers hiding in the trench were seen rushing towards the position with rifles in their hands, pulling the bolts and getting ready for battle.

"Platoon Commander Wang, this is your sixth platoon position!" Li Yaolin raised his head and glanced at the company commander who was busy directing the battle. Without saying a word, he led Wang Si directly into an area that was almost destroyed by the explosion.

Next to the bunker, he said to Wang Si.

That company commander is Wang Si's commander, and Wang Si's platoon is directly under his jurisdiction. Originally, when a new platoon leader came down to the company, he needed the company commander to familiarize himself with the environment, but now that the company commander is directing the battle, Li wants to

Lin did this himself.

While they were talking, several veterans came to Staff Guo. When they saw Staff Guo, they immediately saluted: "Hello, battalion commander!"

Li Yaolin didn't bother to chat with his brothers. This time was not the time for chatting. He immediately called the veterans over and said, "This is the new platoon leader assigned to you by the regiment headquarters!"

Wang Si took the initiative to say hello to the soldiers, but before he spoke, several soldiers from the other side immediately saluted Wang Si and then went about their own business, not intending to waste any time here.

None of these soldiers planned to pay much attention to him. They just looked at him coldly, then picked up their guns and went to the position. Their cold attitude was so obvious that they almost announced it directly in front of Wang Si.

"Platoon Leader Wang, I'll leave this to you. I'll go back to the regiment headquarters now!" Li Yaolin naturally saw the soldiers' indifference, but he knew clearly that if Wang Si couldn't deal with these soldiers, it would only mean that Wang Si

He was incapable of being the platoon leader. If that was the case, he would have asked Song Zhuoyi to change the platoon leader. Therefore, he could not waste all his time here.

What the Song Regiment needs are truly capable people, and the same is true for the First Battalion. If Wang Si is really like a straw bag, he can only get out as soon as possible to avoid harming others and himself. This is the unwritten law of the Song Regiment, and everyone in the Song Regiment must

obey.

So he said some polite words to Wang Si, then turned around and walked towards his temporary command post.

Wang Si ignored everyone's indifference towards him. After Li Yaolin left, he picked up his rifle, pulled the bolt and climbed up to the position. He lay on the bunker, holding the gun and carefully aiming ahead, paying close attention to the movements of the little Japs.

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"Veteran! Is that the new platoon leader sent to our platoon?" After this time, the middle-aged man asked a tall man.

The veteran raised his head and glanced at Wang Si, and then said to the big man: "An embroidered pillow is of no use, but when the little devil comes up, you still have to watch our brothers fight?"

"I think so. Look at him. He doesn't look like a prince when he wears a dragon robe. Even if there is a scar on his face, it's probably not from the battlefield!" The big man also started talking after hearing what the veteran said.

"This kid may have given some benefits to the superiors to become a platoon leader, but our platoon has no money to make, and his life may be in danger. If I were him, I would have packed up and walked away!"

The veteran said that there were various speculations about the new platoon leader, but no one was optimistic about Wang Si.

At this moment, several Japs' steel helmets appeared on the opposite side of the position, and then a group of Japs soldiers slowly moved towards them, apparently heading towards the Sixth Platoon position.
Chapter completed!