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Chapter 2 Disobedience

Zhang Junhao did not execute the orders of the old squad leader.

Although Zhang Junhao only recovered part of his memory, he was able to think briefly and know from his intuition that there would be something to fight in the next battle!

How can I do without a good gun and enough bullets?

Every Japanese devil is equipped with a lot of ammunition, two grenades and 120 rounds of ammunition. The team led by Company Commander Li is equipped with Hanyang, and each person has only five rounds of ammunition. More people are equipped with bird guns. How can the bird guns kill the enemy on the battlefield? No need to think about it, as long as you have the opportunity to pick up Japanese devil ammunition, you must not give up.

After the old squad leader ran back to Chief Li, he shouted at Zhang Junhao and ordered Zhang Junhao to withdraw immediately. Zhang Junhao just pretended that he didn't hear it and continued to search for ammunition.

A Japanese man had three bullet boxes, two in the front, each of which contained 30 bullets and one in the back, which contained 60 bullets. Zhang Junhao untied the bullet box on the Japanese man's body, stuffed it into the trouser legs that had been untied from the Japanese man's body, and used the Japanese man's pants as ammunition equipment.

Each Japanese man still has two grenades, which is a treasure. Zhang Junhao only observed for a while and felt that there was a spark in his brain flashing, so he immediately learned to use it.

Zhang Junhao only remembers that he was a mate in the militia, and he didn't remember anything before the militia.

Zhang Junhao felt extremely confused. How could a chef be proficient in using guns? How could he slaughter the Japanese devils with bayonets? So strange! Could it be that he is a natural warrior!

It was not only Zhang Junhao who was confused, but everyone in the militia was confused.

The old squad leader couldn't call Zhang Junhao back, so he lay on the ground and punched the ground with his fist. He wished he could run to Zhang Junhao and drag Zhang Junhao back. The old squad leader was really concerned about Zhang Junhao, and he didn't want Zhang Junhao to be beaten to death by the Japanese devils.

When the old squad leader joined the militia, Zhang Junhao was already a member of the militia. He knew nothing, was speechless, and his hands and feet were inconsistent in coordination, like a serious head injury and injured in the early stage of recovery. Everyone in the militia regarded Zhang Junhao as a fool, and forced Zhang Junhao to do all the heavy and dirty work.

The old squad leader is the New Fourth Army and has seen a comrade-in-arms who are in recovery period due to head injuries. In the eyes of the old squad leader, as long as Zhang Junhao is given time, his health will definitely recover slowly.

As a veteran, he has a very strong observation ability. From Zhang Junhao's words and deeds, the old squad leader can infer that Zhang Junhao is very likely to be a well-trained regular soldier. He stands straight and his waist is not loose even when he sits. The old squad leader has seen Zhang Junhao's hand. The calluses on the second part of the middle finger are very hard, the palm root is particularly thick, and there are calluses on the tips of his fingers. Many characteristics can show that Zhang Junhao is an old soldier like him, and his training level is extremely high.

Just now, Zhang Junhao's performance was even more determined by the old squad leader's inference, and he firmly believed that Zhang Junhao's ability was greater than all the militia members, and even more powerful than him, the old New Fourth Army.

The old squad leader gave Zhang Junhao meticulous care, and in the process of caring for Zhang Junhao, he also developed deep feelings for Zhang Junhao. He watched Zhang Junhao recover little by little with his own eyes! He also taught Zhang Junhao step by step to cook.

The old squad leader watched Zhang Junhao crawling around the Japanese corpse, his heart tugged in his throat, praying that God would allow Zhang Junhao to retreat safely.

The members of the militia looked at Zhang Junhao and couldn't understand why the fool suddenly became the bravest soldier?

Half of the members of the militia, including the platoon leader, were killed in battle, and fear enveloped the militia, and some even had the idea of ​​running away. But seeing Zhang Junhao searching for ammunition on the Japanese devils, he encouraged his last courage and continued to lie there.

"Boom" a mortar shell exploded not far from Zhang Junhao. The old squad leader suddenly stood up and yelled: "Retreat quickly!"

"Swoosh swish swish swish" a string of bullets attacked, and the old squad leader quickly fell down.

Corps Li ran from a distance and shouted to everyone: "Major Zhang, the Military Command, contacted the Military Command Headquarters on radio stations and reported that the road to Lishui Airport had been intercepted by the Japanese army. The Third War Zone Command and the Military Command Headquarters ordered us to escort the US pilots to Jinhua immediately. Sheng County has been captured by the Japanese army, and the 35th Division and the 9th Army have evacuated from the main battlefield. There are two Japanese divisions in our area, and the 70th and 22nd Divisions are in activity. The Third War Zone Command and the Military Command Headquarters ordered us to escort the US pilots to a safe area at all costs."

"Why do we have to die for the Americans?"

"We are just ordinary people, we are going home!"

"In order to escort the three American devils, we have died many people, and we don't want to die!"

"I don't care about the Military Control Commission or the Third War Zone, I just want to go back and spend time with my wife!"

After hearing what Commander Li said, more than a dozen militia members shouted together.

Commander Li pulled out his moat pistol and pointed it at the head of a militia member. His face was twisted, and the scar on his right face trembled like a poisonous snake, his eyes were protruding, and he shouted wildly: "You dare not execute the order, I will kill you."

Commander Li glanced at everyone and sighed heavily and said, "We can't go back anymore. The two Japanese divisions were dispatched, and Japanese soldiers were everywhere on our way. Major Zhang said that he could only go to Jinhua and maybe he had a chance to survive!"

Suddenly, a mortar shell flew over and exploded only two meters away from the ambush of the militia. All the personnel quickly lay on the ground tightly, and the soil fell like a scattered flower of a celestial girl. A grass fell on Commander Li's head. Commander Li raised his head and the grass fell. Commander Li shouted wildly: "Is anyone injured?"

Another mortar shell flew over and exploded, and Commander Li quickly fell down again. A militia member was frightened and suddenly screamed and ran away in one direction.

Captain Li fired at the escaped militia, and a "bang" sounded. The militia did not die under the gun of the Japanese, but died under the gun of the militia company commander.

Zhang Junhao lay on the ground and held his breath. His heartbeat reached 180 times per minute, and his blood swelled his mind. At this time, he felt scared and helpless. It would be fine if a shell happened to fall beside him and he exploded himself to death. If he had a body broken, what would be better? I dare not think about it! The more I thought about it, the more my hair would stand up.

Zhang Junhao took advantage of the bomb explosion and quickly tied up the five 38 large covers he picked up with the belt untied under the Japanese. He grabbed the belt head and trouser legs with his left hand, and grabbed the 38 large cover with his right hand, and crawled towards Chief Li.

The distance is only thirty meters, but it seems to be far away from the world.

The muddy ground seems to be a gate of hell.

Mortar shells exploded from time to time not far away, and Zhang Junhao judged that the Japanese army only owned two mortars.

Zhang Junhao's brain flashed and a question suddenly arose. Under normal circumstances, the small Japanese army did not have mortars, but only grenade launchers. What's going on?

My mind is still not enough, and if I think about it further, my head will be very swollen.

If you can't figure it out, you don't want to, so you can quickly climb to Chief Li before talking about it.

Zhang Junhao kept crawling towards the militia in the explosion from time to time.
Chapter completed!
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