The War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression Begins in Songhu

Chapter 29 Rainbow
...Ever since the fierce battle at Position No. 7, which lasted a whole day and night in heavy rain, I have had a physical or mental problem for a long time.

Whenever it rains heavily, even if I am in the room, it still feels like the hot summer.

I always feel a biting chill, as if it is constantly seeping out from the gaps between my bones, making my whole body uncontrollably cold and extremely uncomfortable.

But I still feel that I am lucky, because compared to those brothers who died in battle, I am at least still alive.

...Excerpt from Hu Biao's diary collection "Hu Shuo"...

At 9:38 am, Gao Yi, who was controlling the left and right movement of the Little Bean Tank, was suddenly horrified to find that the engine of this thing suddenly stalled with a burst of vibration.

For the next two or three seconds, no matter how he tried, this thing didn't respond at all.

It is not known whether the oil has run out after a long period of use, or there is a problem with the engine, or some other problem; but now, Gao Yi has no time to care about it.

Because before Xiaodouding turned off the engine, he saw this situation through the observation hole.

On the left, there was a shirtless Japanese soldier, hugging a bag of explosives and rushing towards him screaming; but after the little guy turned off the gun, Zhang Wei had no way of hitting the opponent with his current shooting angle.

If we don't do something quickly, the enemy will rush to the tank.

Gao Yi gritted his teeth and opened a hatch above his head.

As he stuck half of his body out, he pulled out a Type 94 semi-automatic pistol from his waist with his right hand, which he had seized from the body of the Japanese tank commander, and opened fire at the Japanese soldiers seven or eight meters away.

It should be noted that they also seized a box pistol from the crew.

That was the Japanese Type 94 Nambu pistol, but Gao Yi remembered the legendary turtle box pistol, which was so difficult to use that it was even difficult to kill a chicken, so he chose the Type semi-automatic pistol.

Although the Type 94 semi-automatic pistol looks ugly, I don't think it should be that bad.

But now that the gun has been fired, I don’t know whether it’s because Gao Yi, a rookie, has such poor marksmanship or the accuracy of this thing is just too low.

Anyway, he fired several shots, and it was the third shot that hit the Japanese soldier who was five or six meters away.

After a ball of blood spurted out of his stomach, the Japanese soldier who was shot still gritted his teeth and rushed forward desperately. Fortunately, Gao Yi shot him in the chest and abdomen with two more shots.

After three consecutive shots, he finally knocked the threat to the ground.

Then, Gao Yi immediately retreated back into the car; mainly because during this process, the bullets whizzing around him were really scary.

This was due to the fact that the heavy rain affected the Japanese's vision. If it were normal times, he would have been shot in the head long ago.

It’s just that Gao Yi was as fast as he could be, but his movements were still a little slow.

A bullet that came from nowhere pierced his neck. In an instant, all the strength in his body seemed to disappear rapidly along with the wound.

After collapsing in the driver's seat, Gao Yi did not cover the wound on his neck tightly, but covered his mouth with all his strength.

Because he didn't want his screams to distract Zhang Wei, who was firing wildly.

In that case, both of them would die.

Two minutes later, Zhang Wei, who had stopped firing his light machine gun and continued to fire at the retreating Japanese soldiers disappearing into the rain, started cursing at Gao Yi:
"Old Gao, you idiot, can you drive a tank? If not, let me do it?
Just now, because of the shooting angle, I was almost rushed by a Japanese soldier; but thanks to my sharp shooting skills, I still killed him. "

But after Zhang Wei, a social man, finished scolding people as usual, he didn't hear the middle-aged man's usual slightly flattering explanation, and he finally felt something was wrong.

After hurriedly groping over, he saw Gao Yi who was completely dead.

"Little devil, I'll bite your mother~"

Zhang Wei punched the steel inner wall of the tank in front of him with a heavy punch. Because he used too much force, the flesh on his finger bones was broken and blood flowed out.

But people in this society can no longer care about these things.

The only thing that remained in his mind was Gao Yi's mutterings from last night, when the two of them were chatting during a break in the battle.

For example: "What the hell! You're already an adult, what's the point of hanging out out there? You might as well learn how to operate an excavator. That way, maybe we can even reattach the broken track..."

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Almost two hours later, at 11:25.

A crisp hollow impact sound came from the Browning M1900 pistol in Hu Biao's hand.

After hearing this voice, Hu Biao's face, which had been pale due to being exposed to the rain and soaked in mud for a long time, instantly turned even paler like white paper.

After the little bean was unable to turn, even if he intentionally strengthened the defensive firepower of the blind spot on the left side of the tank.

But there are only a few people left on the battlefield now, and there is not even a machine gun. How much more can we strengthen the force?
Just now, two Japanese soldiers rushed over from Xiaodouding's right side, holding explosive packs. Hu Biao, who had more than ten rifles with him, had no choice but to pull out his pistol and fire. He killed one and injured the other, and then his pistol ran out of bullets.

There was no time to change the magazine. I could only watch as the Japanese shouted "Onboard" and detonated the explosive pack and pounced on the little kid.

Then, this tank killed a large number of Kuomintang brothers in one day and one night, but it also killed more Japanese tanks, and then a violent explosion occurred.

As a large number of rivets and parts flew everywhere, a huge shock wave hit, instantly pushing Hu Biao back into the trench and making him sit down, swallowing several mouthfuls of muddy water.

Ignoring the blood at the corner of his mouth and the tightness in his chest, Hu Biao quickly stood up with the help of the trench.

Immediately, you can see dozens of Japanese soldiers in the rain charging forward with bayonets in hand, ecstasy that they had finally blown up the little bean.

After shouting "grenade", Hu Biao picked up a bag of explosives from the side, opened it, and threw it out with all his strength.

These explosive packs were naturally found from the corpses of the Japanese suicide squad.

Unfortunately, most of them were used as live mines, and the only one left on the battlefield was the one in his hand.

The first moment after throwing it, he squatted in the mud of the trench; but the shocking shock made him feel more uncomfortable in his chest and abdomen.

After trying two or three times, Hu Biao finally struggled to stand up. He could see that almost all the Japanese soldiers who rushed up were knocked down. A group of Japanese soldiers in the distance retreated when they saw that the situation was not good.

At this time, Hu Biao felt a huge sense of fatigue, and it seemed that he didn't even have the strength to stand still.

He fell headfirst into the mud and water, letting it pour into his mouth and nose, and he had no way of getting up on his own.

Just when he was about to choke to death, an arm grabbed his collar and dragged Hu Biao out of the mud.

After coughing for a while, Hu Biao looked up and saw a baggage soldier named Song Yi.

Before Hu Biao could say thank you, Song Yi cried and said, "Commander Hu, there are only two of us on the battlefield now. All the other brothers are dead."

Apart from some unspeakable regret in his heart, Hu Biao was not actually unacceptable to the result before him.

She forced out a smile that was uglier than crying, and said to Song Yi indifferently:
"Brother, please drag me to the position and find a pack of explosives from the dead Japanese soldiers for me. Then you can retreat. If other officers give you trouble, just say it's my order."

Song Yi hesitated after hearing this, but his commander Hu was already shouting, "Follow the order..."

At 1:55 p.m., Hu Biao fell into a dying state.

Well, those who have often experienced near-death experiences know that when Hu Biao was about to die, his mental state became strangely active.

In this situation, he can feel too many details around him.

For example: the bodies of the surrounding Kuomintang brothers and the Japanese devils had become swollen and deformed after being washed and soaked in rain for a long time.

And this rain, which had been falling for almost a day and a night, finally began to subside.

I think the rain will stop soon, and then the Japanese will launch another attack and the position will be completely lost.

But it’s better this way, because he is not sure how long he can hold on. If he delays any longer, he will die before the Japanese attack him.

After a while, Hu Biao could no longer open his eyes, but fortunately he could still hear footsteps approaching.

With an inexplicable sense of relief and regret that he could not go to Deyue Tower to have a drink with that bitch Annie, Hu Biao pulled the explosive pack in his hand.

Oops! The explosive pack failed to detonate because a hand tightly grasped the hand that was pulling the fuse.

Fortunately! Because soon after, he heard a familiar voice:

"Commander Hu, it's me, Zhu Cong. The battle of Luodian is over, but the attacking troops still haven't taken it. Division Commander Li has ordered all troops to withdraw to Xiaotangzi and reorganize the defense line, including our special forces company."

After hearing this, Hu Biao lost all his strength and let go of the explosive pack in his hand.

He let himself be dragged backward by Zhu Cong like a pile of rotten meat.

After being dragged for more than ten meters, he finally opened his eyes briefly and saw that the rain had finally stopped; a golden sun hung in the sky.

There was even a rainbow appearing on the horizon; Hu Biao could swear that this was the most beautiful rainbow he had ever seen in his life.

Then, Hu Biao felt a wave of fatigue coming over him, causing his eyes to go dark before he lost all consciousness...

(End of this chapter)