When Wang Feng saw that the little soldier fainted, he was so scared that he quickly lay beside the little soldier. He fumbled on the little soldier with both hands for a while, and finally found the little soldier who was shot in the abdomen, and blood was still flowing out.

He untied the little soldier's cotton coat and was about to pull out the little soldier's white shirt that was tied in his belt, and found the wound to treat it. Suddenly, a bayonet with the sound of wind hit Wang Feng's throat.

"You bastard, hooligan, why are you flirting with me?"

Wang Feng was suddenly restrained, and he was so angry that he was so angry that he wanted to bandage the wound for the small soldier. The wound needed to be unbuttoned and the exposed wound on his shirt could be bandaged. Why did he become a "bastard, hooligan"?

"Little brother, don't be so evil as I think. I'm not good at that. Be obedient and put down the weapon. I will help you bandage the wound. I will ask you if there are many things."

After all, the little soldier lost too much blood. He woke up and saw Wang Feng taking off his clothes. He was extremely angry and snatched the bayonet that Wang Feng put aside and pressed against Wang Feng's throat. However, his strength was not enough and his subordinates were weak, so the bayonet fell to the ground.

Wang Feng twisted his body regardless of the small soldier's uncooperatively or enthusiastically helped bandage the wound.

The little soldier felt that Wang Feng's hand touched the skin of his body, and the curse and shame in his heart became even stronger.

Seeing that the small man's wound was very serious, Wang Feng did not have a first aid kit. It seemed that he could only bandage the wound first and wait until it was sent to the hospital before treatment. It is important to stop bleeding.

He took off the cotton coat outside and took off the white ones, but now he has become a dirty shirt with a smell of sweat.

The little soldier waiting for bandage shouted in horror: "You, what are you going to do? If you dare to treat me..."

"You slut, I'm going to take off my shirt and tear it into a cloth strip to bandage you. At your young age, why do you always think of good people so evil? You won't be really... "

"You bastard, your dirty shirt is soaked with smelly sweat. If it is bandaged on my wound, you are not saving me, you are trying to kill me."

Wang Feng was right when he thought about it. His clothes were really dirty. He might have never washed them since he was wearing them, which was disgusting.

He put on his clothes and walked a few steps, found a Japanese officer, quickly took off his shirt, and tore it into several strips of cloth with his hands, and bandaged his two not-so-serious wounds first.

Then he knelt on the ground and bandaged the little soldier and said, "Little brother, this is the shirt of the Japanese officers. They have the conditions to take a shower and change clothes frequently. They should be cleaner than you and mine. Come on, it's all."

The little soldier wanted to struggle to tear it up, but he would not use the Japanese devils even if he died, but Wang Feng used his two big hands to force him from time to time, closing his eyes in shame, and tears flowed down the corners of his eyes.

The sky slowly released grayish white. At 5:40 in the morning, the Japanese Navy Special Marine Corps launched an attack on our position in Tiantong'an again.

The Fourth Battalion of the Sixth Regiment of the 156th Brigade, which retreated to the second line of defense, Song Yuanchao, deputy battalion commander, lay on the front of the position, held a telescope and saw the Japanese army launching another attack. He not only waved his pistol and shouted: "Concentrate firepower, use the most powerful counterattack to eliminate the attacking enemy, and seize the first line of defense."

The powerful firepower of the enemy and us was flying around in the middle, that is, the first line of defense in Tiantong'an. If Wang Feng hadn't lie on the ground smartly in time, he would have become a blood hedgehog at this time.

I just came here and before I could find out my identity, I started fighting again. Once I lost my life, it would be a waste of his title as the famous special forces soldier king who has surpassed time and space to this era.

Wang Feng saw the little soldier lying on the ground motionlessly, and the flying bullets fell from time to time, splashing a flurry of dust.

He crawled to the little soldier and shouted in a low voice: "You little red guy, can't you find a hidden place to hide? You are waiting for death."

In order to protect the small soldier, Wang Feng stretched out his ape's arms and quickly took the small soldier into his arms, then clamped his hand in a creaking nest, and rolled into a cannonball crater.

The little soldier struggled and cried, "You bastard, you're so savage."

"Little brother, don't make a fuss, tell me who is fighting with whom, and where is this battlefield?"

"You, are you scared by the Japanese gunfire? What a pity that you are so big that you are so scared..."

"Little Chi, tell me quickly, otherwise I will throw you here alone and tell you to be caught by the Japanese and take off your clothes..."

"You, are you still a soldier of the 78th Division? You can still say such words when the enemy is in front of you. If you are a man, just pick up the gun and kill the Japanese." The little soldier said as he was about to climb out of the cannonball crater and reached out to grab the 38th cover beside the pit.

"You're not going to die?" Wang Feng pulled the little soldier into the pit and buckled the Japanese helmet on his head against the little soldier's head wearing a cotton hat.

Wang Feng knew very well that when the enemy and us launched a firefighting counterattack, it would be best if he, a soldier hiding in the middle, did not do anything. Waiting for an opportunity to show his power is the most conscious choice.

The firepower of the enemy and us continued to explode above our heads. Wang Feng believed that something should be taken. It would be very beneficial to suddenly attack the attacking Japanese army in the middle and cooperate with the fourth battalion to regain the first line of defense.

But I had no weapons to hide in the shell crater. I really regret not being able to catch powerful weapons in time when the war suddenly broke out.

Wang Feng raised his head tentatively and scanned the surroundings with the blurred light of the white mist. When he found that the first traffic trench twenty meters away from him was the first line of defense, a machine gun lay in the middle, he was happy.

Adventure is also a kind of survival. As long as you master the standards of life and death, you might as well give it a try.

He suddenly dragged the body of a Japanese man by the pit into the pit, and the little soldier was so scared that he got into Wang Feng's arms, stared with big eyes in horror and asked timidly: "Company Commander Wang, what do you want to do?"

Company Commander Wang? What does it mean? Could it be that the deity who traveled through this body was a company commander of the National Army?

"Little soldier, just stay in the shell crater and see how I deal with these Japanese devils who were killed by thousands of swords."

"No, I want to kill the Japanese with you."

"Little Chi Lao, can you move when you have an injury in your abdomen? You can't say that you can save your life if you stay in the shell crater."

"You, if you don't let me follow you, you can't leave me."

This is a war, you will lose your life at any time. Isn’t it that you, a little red guy, hide and take a chance at home, right?

Wang Feng no longer paid attention to the little soldier and took off the Japanese coat that was dragged into the cannonball crater. He only heard the tearing of "swish, shit..." and quickly tore into several strips of cloth, and then tied the Japanese behind him.

He checked the firepower of the bullets flying around both sides, suddenly rushed out of the shell crater, crawling on the ground and crawling forward quickly.

The bullet hit the dead devils on their backs, but Wang Feng was not hurt at all.

The little soldier hiding in the cannonball crater protruded his head and found that Wang Feng was like a turtle, carrying a thick turtle shell slowly crawling forward on the ground, not only shook his head and turned his mouth apart.

Wang Feng finally climbed to a machine gun seven or eight meters away, grabbed it in his hand to check the Dasho 11 machine gun, which had five bullets inside.

What are these five bullets useful for pushing eggs?

He lay on the ground and glanced around. When he found a bullet box, he happily carried the Japanese on his back, dragged the machine gun in his hand, and quickly climbed to the bullet box without any arrest.

God will not destroy me, there must be a lot of bullets in this box.
Chapter completed!