Liang Jian: Lao Li, I'm really not a military expert

"Hmph, your previous words have caused great harm to my young heart. If you have any good things in the future, please send them to me first. I don't want bullets or guns, just give me the delicious food!"

Lin Zhenhua's true colors were revealed all of a sudden, revealing his nature as a foodie. The three young soldiers were still a little frightened and didn't pay any attention to what he said. They just kept nodding.

Okada was flying a Zero fighter, firing desperately at the artificial sandbag on the hillside, but he didn't see anyone running out. He was so angry that he screamed.

"Damn it! The damn Chinese are running faster than rabbits. I am so pissed off!"

At this time, Ono Jiro's voice came from the radio, angrily asking: "Okada, what are you doing, you idiot? It took so long to kill four little mice. Don't use machine guns anymore, just use machine guns to kill them!"

"I have already shot down those three round objects with my machine gun. I didn't expect that they were actually three metal oil drums. We have been deceived by the Chinese. The Chinese heavy artillery is not here. We must search elsewhere immediately!"

"Hi Yi!"

Pilot Okada piloted the Zero fighter back into a dive position and fired twice in succession. Two 20mm shells were fired from the muzzle of the plane and directly hit Lin Zhenhua. The sandbags in the carriage where they were hiding were blown up into a sky full of yellow sand, and even the wooden carriage was blown apart.

Okada was very satisfied with the effect of the machine gun shooting. He originally planned to fire another shot, but he received an order from Jiro Ono and found a suspicious target, so he had no choice but to follow.

Lin Zhenhua and the other three were buried in the sand. Fortunately, the sand provided a cushion, otherwise they would have been torn to pieces by the bomb. Even so, the four of them were seriously injured. Their heads were dizzy and they could not hear any sound.

Lin Zhenhua woke up in a daze. He cursed loudly, but found that he could not hear any sound, which scared him.

"No way? What's going on? Why can't I hear anything? The battle can't be over so soon. How come I can't even hear the sound of gunfire? No, I can't even hear my own voice. Could it be that I've been deafened by the explosion?"

As soon as Lin Zhenhua had this thought in his mind, he was so scared that his calves trembled. This battlefield was too damn dangerous. He had armed himself like a turtle, but he couldn't escape the Japanese's calculations. This was not the treatment of a protagonist. It was just better than cannon fodder.

Lin Zhenhua had tears in his eyes and wanted to cry. Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind. He remembered the plot in the magical drama where a man became deaf during war after being bombed by a shell. He thought to himself that this might really be the case.

"Mom, your son is fine. He might hear it soon. Damn you little Japs, I'll take this vengeance to heart. It's just a Zero fighter. I'll definitely shoot you down with one and let you taste my power!"

Lin Zhenhua set a middle school student's flag and quickly dug the three little soldiers beside him out of the sand. After checking them, he found that they had no wounds on their bodies. He slapped them on the face several times, which woke the three of them up immediately.

"Hurry up and leave here as soon as possible, otherwise the Japanese will come back and attack us, leaving us with no place to hide!"

Lin Zhenhua hurried forward, but he didn't hear any movement from behind. He quickly looked back, patted his forehead in embarrassment, and cursed himself: "I am so stupid. I can't even hear it with my own ears. How can these three guys hear it? I have to take these three idiots with me, so as not to leave them here to die!"

Lin Zhenhua tied the three people together with their hands to form a candied haws. He pulled the person in front and led the three people behind to run towards the front command post of the independent regiment.

Independent regiment front command.

Zhao Gang said worriedly: "Captain Li, two Japanese fighter planes just flew towards where Lin is. I hope nothing will happen!"

Li Yunlong wanted to say that the boy was very cunning, so what could possibly happen to him? However, thinking about the last battle at Cangyun Ridge, when the boy was so scared that he peed his pants, he replied with some uncertainty: "The boy is a tortoise. I heard that he even built a tortoise shell for himself. There shouldn't be any problem! For safety reasons, I'd better send Xiao Ma to take a look and let the boy withdraw in advance, so that I don't have to worry about him anymore!"

"Xiao Ma, come here quickly..."

Before Li Yunlong finished the second half of his sentence, he heard Lin Zhenhua's nonsense voice outside: "Captain Li, I almost couldn't come back! The Japs are so insidious. They didn't even follow the ethics of martial arts and used machine guns to shoot me. How could my small body withstand the Japs' shells? If I hadn't been smart just now, I might have been killed there now!"

"I'll remember this grudge and I'll take revenge soon. I'm a gentleman who will take revenge. Today I'll show the devil that a gentleman never waits for revenge!"

The three were somewhat shocked by Lin Zhenhua's shameless remarks. Even Zhao Gang couldn't help but hold his forehead. Kong Jie's mouth twitched. Li Yunlong felt that this was normal. This kid was confused by the shock. Normally, he would never speak so haltingly. His words sounded coherent, and sometimes even he had to admit defeat.

"This kid was confused by the explosion and can't even speak fluently. Seeing that he can say such shameless words, it proves that his brain has not been damaged by the Japanese artillery shells. We don't have to worry!"

Zhao Gang handed the kettle to Lin Zhenhua, who took a big gulp, said something refreshing, and sat down on the ground, unable to stand up again. Thinking of the thrilling experience just now, he did not wet his pants again, which meant he was much braver.

Yamazaki Jihei also discovered the earthwork work of the 1st Battalion and immediately understood the intention of the Independent Regiment. He ordered all troops to concentrate their mortars and grenade launchers and aim them at the Independent Regiment's positions. They cleared out the last reserves of ammunition. All of a sudden, the Japanese artillery shells and grenades came one after another.

Dozens of soldiers in the First Battalion, which was carrying out earthwork, were blown to pieces in the explosion. Li Yunlong hurriedly called and ordered the mortar battalion to fire the last of its shells. The Japanese artillery must not target the First Battalion, which was carrying out earthwork.

Yamazaki Jihei had no choice but to change his target and try his best to suppress the artillery fire of the Eighth Route Army. The battalion commander Zhang Dabiao also knew that time was running out, so he ordered the soldiers to speed up the excavation...

Yamazaki Jihei did not feel the slightest chill in the cold wind. Instead, there were large drops of cold sweat on his forehead, flowing down his forehead to his face. A drop of sweat flowed down his nose and fell on his lips. The wet and salty sweat entered his mouth, making him unable to help but spit it out.

"Baga! Cough cough cough! The damn Chinese are eating away at that open area bit by bit. Once they have finished eating away, they will be only 30 meters away from our fortifications. Our mortars and grenade launchers will no longer be useful. The distance is too close, and the shells they fire out are likely to fall on our heads."

"Those damned guys in the aviation team have been unable to break through the Chinese anti-aircraft firepower network. They are really afraid of death. There are obviously many opportunities to break through, but they just don't make any moves. Report this to the headquarters and punish these pilots severely to comfort the fallen warriors!"