Although he is young, Tudou is already a veteran.

He hugged behind the stone vigilantly, pressed the magazine again, pulled the bolt, listened to the movement, held his breath and searched all the live animals in his field of vision from the corner of his eyes.

Under extreme tension, the human brain will secrete a substance called endorphins, which has a calming and pain-relieving effect of six times that of maphine, and can even increase the agility and strength of the human body. To put it bluntly, it can stimulate the potential of the human body.

Tudou's hearing at that moment was far beyond ordinary, and he even heard the footsteps of his comrades running towards him a hundred meters away.

However, except for the soft humming made by the Japanese army before they were dying, there was no other sound on the platform, and even the heavy breathing sound was not available.

This is very unscientific and does not have a battlefield.

Tudou knew that his hiding place was not safe, and perhaps the remaining Japanese army only needed a grenade to make him die.

Tudou threw out the grenade again, and with the sound of "boom", he turned over and rolled out of his hidden area, and then pointed the gun in a standard kneeling position at the front.

This is not taught by the instructor, it is purely the battlefield church, a new recruit who had never even had a standard rifle in the past.

The debris of the grenade explosion will make possible enemies rush to avoid them. The smoke from the explosion can block the enemy's sight. Rolling can allow one to move to avoid the bullets shot by the enemy while reducing the bullet surface.

The most important thing is that Tudou did not shoot blindly, and there were only five bullets in a full store of magazines. Especially in such a close fight, perhaps he had only the chance to shoot one shot and would be forced to fight hand-to-hand because of the Japanese bayonet.

He must ensure that the loaded bullets allow him to resolve a threat first, thereby increasing his chances of survival.

Even if Tudou knew that with his current strength, it would be difficult to win against a Japanese army, but this did not mean that he would give up.

The cruel battlefield taught Tudou a lot more practical skills than on the training ground, and also shaped his will tolerant enough. Even Tang Dao was here, he had to give a thumbs up for the almost standard tactical movements made by his soldier.

But Tudou did not encounter a cruel shooting, but was surprised to find that there was no one on the platform except for seven shaking bodies and a overturned mountain cannon.

He stepped forward carefully and found that the casualties of the Japanese army were basically shrapnel injuries. The position of his two grenades was completely perfect, and the Japanese army hid too much.

Perhaps it is because the platform itself is not big, and the Japanese army probably never dreamed that there would be two grenades falling from the sky here.

"Damn it, you won't run so fast, right?" I still couldn't believe that I killed most of the Japanese soldiers alone, muttering to myself, while continuing to search along the platform with a gun in a vigilant manner.

Then, he saw that there were still three Japanese troops hanging on the stone below the platform who were still trembling and twitching, and they were unable to survive.

That wasn't what his grenade exploded.

It is the consequence of the shock wave of the grenade that threw it towards the edge of the mountain cannon to prevent the mountain cannon from firing.

The long anti-recoil behind the mountain cannon was like a big hammer, directly sweeping the three Japanese soldiers standing behind them to the platform.

It is not fatal to have a broken tendon and fractured bones by a big iron rod, but it is caught off guard and falls a few meters high and hits a stone directly. That fate can be imagined.

Of course, compared to the companions who were directly swept away by shrapnel and air waves, the Japanese army who were smashed and fell from high altitude were a little lucky.

After all, they can still thrust now, while his companions have lost the right to breathe.

He killed ten Japanese soldiers like this, and at that moment, the potatoes that counted the Japanese corpses, couldn't tell what they felt inside. He didn't have the excitement to avenge the brothers. Instead, he felt exhausted like a tide. If it weren't for the nerves being tough enough, what he wanted to do most now was to sit down, lean against the stone wall, and take a breath of cigarette beautifully.

He now understands why the veterans are addicted to smoke. At this time, the nicotine with only tobacco can relieve the huge feeling of fatigue that suddenly surges from the bottom of his heart.

In addition, it can also eliminate some odors that continue to enter the nose, which are not only the smell of blood, but also the strong stench that only slaughterhouses have.

Killing, even revenge, will not be wonderful.

He was originally just a boy in the mountains.

But Tudou didn't know that he was almost exhausted, and Qin Wulang, a veteran who was rushing towards him with his soldiers, was about to go crazy.

This veteran who fought in the Battle of Songhu, Sixing and Songjiang now only knew that something happened to the young soldier in his infantry squad was repeatedly asked to protect by the battalion commander, company commander, and platoon leader.

The distance was nearly 100 meters, and it was still in the rugged and difficult mountains. The fully armed veteran arrived in less than 40 seconds.

Veterans may rarely lose their composure. After hearing the explosion of grenades in the distance, they didn't even have time to wear the helmet they had just untied. They just rushed to the infantry squad scattered around and were ready for battle. They led the way toward the gunshot.

The soldiers following him could even feel the veteran squad leader's hair standing up.

Both anger and regret are the true portrayal of the veteran's inner heart at that moment.

He was angry, of course he was angry that he was too careless. This was the battlefield, how could he let a single soldier stay away from the infantry squad to conduct terrain reconnaissance?

He regretted that he shouldn't have accepted the little guy Tudou. If he didn't accept it, even if he followed the 4th Company, he should be following the main force of the company to beat the Japanese army on the position, rather than facing countless Japanese troops alone like now.

What's worse is that two grenades exploded, five gunshots sounded, and a dull sound similar to a cannon, it became silent.

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Did that stubborn boy just sacrifice himself like this?

Everyone knows that Tudou is a hero, and the battalion commander Tang Dao attaches great importance to him. If he does not die, perhaps his future will be like Qian Dazhu, and he will be a young talent in the military camp.

But he did not belong to the 4th Company. He would eventually go back and rebuild their heroic infantry company with his injured commander.

To be honest, this is a "hot potato". If he sacrificed, although Chief Tang would not blame him, he would be heartbroken.

The reason why Qin Wulang was willing to accept Tudou, a young man who looked like a "hot potato" was because he had seen the little young soldier holding flesh and blood stained with fragments of military uniforms into the shell box with little by little.

The young soldier used his actions to help his brothers realize his long-cherished wish of wearing a horse and a corpse.

At that moment, the veterans who had experienced countless battles were in tears.

He likes this boy very much.

The high-speed running almost made the veteran's lungs explode. He still put his fingers into his mouth and blew a sharp whistle. It was something Qin Wulang learned from his own squad leader. Not only did he spread the sharp voice even further, but he could not reveal his intentions.

A few seconds passed, and despair surged in the eyes of the soldiers who had not received any reply, and Qin Wulang's face even more flushed, which was obviously the result of the surge in blood pressure.

But his eyes flashed with determination, and he waved his hand a few times, which was to ask the soldiers to encircle them from left and right. Even if Tudou had already died, he would kill the Japanese army that he encountered unexpectedly and snatched back Tudou's body.

Then he heard a voice coming from more than ten meters away: "Squad leader, I'm here!"

This little bastard is still alive! The veteran was almost blown away by joy at that moment.

He even felt that this was even more exciting than when he learned from the letter that his wife gave birth to a fat boy for him nine months after he left home.

Tears almost flowed out of the eyes of this strong enough veteran.

Before I could ask, Tudou's voice came again: "I have killed all the Japanese. Come on, squad leader, there is something good!"

"What?" An infantry squad was stunned.

Ten Japanese corpses were scattered on the platform and around, plus a mountain cannon that had been overturned, making Qin Wulang and the soldiers stagnate together.

They finally knew why that little guy said "all" and it was almost the number of people in a small team.

Adding a mountain cannon is no longer awesome, but awesome.

Of course, compared to the military achievements, what made the soldiers even happier was that Tudou was a little dirty, but he was not injured at all.

"Squad leader, give me a cigarette! I'll be sure." Potato, who had been holding a gun and enduring physical and mental fatigue, waited until the soldiers surrounded him, and finally sat down and leaned against the stone wall to make a request to Qin Wulang.

"A little bastard, it's hard to learn to smoke." Qin Wulang trembled his lips and slapped Tudou's helmet, cursing. "Are you injured?"

However, his subordinate took out a wrinkled cigarette box, pulled out one from it, and stuffed it into potato's mouth.

"No, these Japanese devils are all artillery soldiers, no guns, so I have made me get a big bargain for nothing." Tudou replied casually, looking at the veteran's face, and asked. "Old Qin, are you crying?"

"Cry, it's too bad here. Can't I be confused?" Qin Wulang reached out and wiped his eyes, his mouth was very stubborn.

Someone must believe this.
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