Chapter 944 Martyrs

The explosion passed, and the dust gradually settled. ??? There are still gunfire in the distance, but there is dead silence in front of you. The flares in the sky are gradually descending, the light is dazzling and deserted. Zhou Qingfeng raised his head to look left and right, and the dirt fell from his head and face.

There was an explosion crater about 20 meters away. The creaking tanks stopped, and the mud houses that blocked the view were blown into ruins. The roads disappeared, leaving only devastation.

The clod turned over, and another head emerged from Zhou Qingfeng's side. The grey-faced 'Old Machine Gun' looked around and said in surprise and joy, "I'm not dead yet?"

"We are only one step away from death." Zhou Qingfeng stood up straight, and took out his carbine from the soil to check. He felt that the surroundings seemed safe, so he took out a handful of 'Hershey Chocolate' wrapped in tin foil from his backpack and stuffed it into his mouth.

After eating a dozen sticks of hard chocolate, Zhou Qingfeng poured another pot of water. He only heard a borborygmus, and his stomach moved a few times, and everything seemed to be digested.

The hunger was relieved a little, and Zhou Qingfeng felt his strength recover a bit. So he pulled the trigger to load, waved to the 'old machine gun', and the two opened a distance of three to five meters to cover each other, and moved forward slowly.

Just now 'Douding' volunteered to blow up the tank, but Zhou Qingfeng didn't keep up with him. When he found the 'old machine gun' the explosion happened suddenly, and he was quite caught off guard.

After advancing more than ten meters, the m4a3e8 'Sherman' has become a must-have 'Lanson lighter'. Under the light of the fire, the hull capsized and the turret flew off.

Walking to the edge of the blast pit, several broken corpses lay radioactively lying down. Zhou Qingfeng kicked a few times, and found that these corpses were American soldiers, "Where's Douding?"

"Maybe..., let's sacrifice it." The voice of the "old machine gun" was low, and the old soldier who was used to life and death held the machine gun in a vigilant posture, guarding Zhou Qingfeng's rear.

"Fuck meow!" Zhou Qingfeng's unknown anger burst out, all ten people in the sharp knife squad, except for the deputy squad leader who left temporarily, only him and the 'old machine gun' are left, "How many more people do we have to die? what?"

"At least we have enough money." 'Old Machine Gun' is optimistic, "This tank alone is enough, not to mention the American devils here. I have fought all my life, and now I can say that I am not afraid of any enemy .”

Compared to the optimism of the 'Old Machine Gun', Zhou Qingfeng was extremely pessimistic. Because he knew very well that a tank was nothing to the Americans—if possible, the Americans would definitely be willing to exchange a tank for one casualty of their own, and they could afford it.

"It's a pity that 'Douding' died,..." Zhou Qingfeng sighed, and was about to leave with the 'Old Machine Gun'. But a 'corpse' not far from him suddenly moved, got up and shouted to him, 'Squad leader, I'm not dead'!

Fuck!

Even though he was capable, Zhou Qingfeng was already depressed after being suppressed by the Americans all night. But hearing this cry, he was overjoyed and overjoyed.

'Old Machine Gun' was also very pleasantly surprised, and shouted happily: "'Douding', you are a big boy, you didn't die after blowing up a tank?"

This is really an eye-opener for God!

Zhou Qingfeng took a few steps forward, only to see the dirt-covered 'Douding' rushing towards him with a dirty face. He quickly grabbed the opponent's shoulders, laughed and said, "Good brother, you can be reliable at critical moments! If you hadn't blown up this iron bastard, the 'Old Machine Gun' and I would have been in big trouble."

Hehehe...,'Douding' kept scratching his head and giggling. 'Old Machine Gun' also stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder. Zhou Qingfeng was in a good mood, and he waved his hand and said, "It's good that we're not dead. Let's go, we'll leave immediately and continue to make trouble for the Americans."

Zhou Qingfeng led the way, 'Old Machine Gun' guarded, and 'Dou Ding' was in the middle. The three of them had good morale, and happily withdrew quickly. Just less than a dozen steps away, 'Douding' suddenly fell to the ground without warning.

"'Douding', what's wrong with you?" The 'Old Machine Gun' stepped forward and pulled.

"I... can't get up." Douding's tone was terrified,

"I can't feel my back."

Zhou Qingfeng in the front had no choice but to turn back, and the first thing he saw was a pool of conspicuous blood on the back of 'Douding', which had already soaked through the cotton-padded clothes.

Hell... Zhou Qingfeng hastily cut open the padded jacket with a knife, only to see that the back of 'Douding' was bloody and bloody. He quickly said in a deep voice: "Don't be afraid, a little injury."

"But I can't even feel my lower body. When I fell just now, it was as if my spine was taken away." When Douding spoke, his whole body trembled unconsciously, "Squad leader, I'm a little Cold, am I going to die?"

"What are you talking about? Who isn't cold in this weather?" "Old Machine Gun" watched Zhou Qingfeng quickly bandage "Douding" to stop the bleeding, and exhaled heavily, he hurriedly shouted: "Squad leader says it's a minor injury, it's a minor injury."

But while Zhou Qingfeng was bandaging, his face was ugly. It was the injury caused by a 1.45 pistol bullet, which pierced through the lower back and entered the kidney. Just now the warhead was stuck in the wound like a plug, but now it loosened after running a few steps, and the blood kept spraying out, probably the liver was broken.

This is not a minor injury..., and it is not something Zhou Qingfeng can handle.

'Douding' touched back, his hands were covered with warm blood. He smiled wryly and said, "I was so stupid. I screamed excitedly when I was thinking about blowing up the tank, but it attracted the attention of the enemy. I remember that when I threw the explosive package and turned to run away, I seemed to be knocked into the air. It turned out that I was hit by a bullet." gone."

Seeing that Zhou Qingfeng was in a hurry but couldn't even stop the blood, 'Douding' was very calm. He fell to the ground and asked: "Squad leader, I blew up the tank, am I not a coward?"

"No, of course not." Zhou Qingfeng's face was stern, and hemostatic powder was poured on the wound as if he didn't need money, but the blood that gushed out directly washed the powder away, "I have never had any bad soldiers under my command, In the future, whoever dares to say you are bad, I will throw him in front of the tank and crush him into meat paste."

Even the 'Old Machine Gun' could see that something was wrong, and the good brothers were about to lose their lives. The steel-hearted man couldn't help but cried bitterly: "I'm sorry, 'Douding! A big brother shouldn't say You, you're not bad, you have more guts than me. I wish I was the one who got shot."

"Brother Machine Gun, don't cry. Squad leader, don't waste your time. So many comrades have died. Now I am bombing tanks, and I don't even think I can survive.

I am not afraid of death, I am afraid that others will say that I am a coward. Although I know I'm really bad, but I can't be silly. "'Douding' was as calm as confessing the funeral, but Zhou Qingfeng couldn't help but feel his nose hurt too.

'Dou Ding' continued: "When I joined the army, my mother told me that poor people's lives are cheap, and if they want to live a good life, they have to suffer unbearably. My father went to the army for this reason, but As soon as he left and there was no news, it seemed like there was no such person in our family.

But the situation is different now, we poor people finally have a desperate way out. The recruiter told my mother that enlisting in the army will give you preferential treatment, and you will get more land, and my younger brothers and sisters will also benefit.

I joined the army only for the benefit. When I join the army, I wear red flowers and go to the front line with drums and gongs. That's better than my dad, right? Hehehe... If the deputy squad leader hears this, he will definitely say that I have low ideological awareness.

But I joined the army just to get some benefits for my family. I have inquired all about it. If you can become a martyr, your family will be treated better. At first I wondered if it was true? But since I joined the army, everyone treats me as a person, and I know that the country will not lie to me.

Captain, I beg you to do something. You are capable, and you will definitely survive. Tell the boss that I died by blowing up a tank. As long as my family can be taken care of by the government, my younger brothers and sisters can go to school, and my mother can share some pensions, it will be fine. I have made meritorious service, let me be a martyr! "

Make me a martyr!

Make me a martyr! !

Make me a martyr! ! !

The pleadings made people weep, and when he felt that Douding's body was getting colder, Zhou Qingfeng thumped the ground with hatred in his heart. 8