Traveling through the Korean War: I am He Yuzhu

"Boom!"

The grenade thrown by He Yuzhu suddenly exploded.

There was a loud bang.

The two three-wheeled motorcycles in front were overturned directly.

Three of the enemy soldiers fell to their deaths.

The remaining few were also seriously injured and couldn't get up for a while.

"Da da da……"

"Da da da……"

He Yuzhu continued to operate the motorcycle at high speed, and used his submachine gun to shoot at the same time, killing all the enemy soldiers who were not dead. If He Yuzhu did not kill them, then if they shot He Yuzhu in the back, that would mean the death of He Yuzhu. When killing enemies on the battlefield, never show mercy to the enemies, just shoot at them mercilessly. If you hesitate for a moment, the other party may pull out a gun and shoot you.

There should be no mercy or softness on the battlefield.

There is only a game of life and death.

"boom!"

He Yuzhu kept accelerating and finally caught up with the last three-wheeled motorcycle. The enemy in front continued to shoot at He Yuzhu.

"puff!"

A bullet finally penetrated He Yuzhu's shoulder and shot out from his shoulder.

He Yuzhu's shoulder continued to bleed for a while.

The blood dyed half of the arm red.

Some time ago, He Yuzhu was hit by a bullet in his other shoulder.

This time it's the other arm.

He Yuzhu couldn't lift up the arm that was shot for a while; the other hand had to control the direction, so He Yuzhu had no ability to shoot back.

"If you want to keep the three-wheeled motorcycle in front of you, there is only one way."

"Kill them."

He Yuzhu said while enduring the severe pain in his arm.

Every time a bump.

The many shrapnel remaining in his arm continued to rub against He Yuzhu's flesh and blood.

That pain.

It is difficult for ordinary people to bear.

"Buzz!"

He Yuzhu drove even faster.

He lowered his body even lower, completely hidden by the steel baffle.

No longer giving the other side a chance to shoot him.

Twenty meters.

Fifteen meters.

ten meters.

five meters.

"boom!"

He Yuzhu was driving a motorcycle and eventually collided with the enemy.

Next, it all comes down to who has better luck.

Whoever gets up first will have the opportunity to draw the gun first.

The enemy was hit from behind by He Yuzhu. As He Yuzhu was driving the motorcycle too fast, the enemy soldier sitting at the back was killed on the spot. The enemy soldier sitting on the side of his hip rolled on the ground five or six times, his head was bleeding. His gun fell off, and he could only crawl forward with difficulty, trying to reach for his gun. The enemy driver was knocked away and hung on a tree seven or eight meters ahead. It may seem a little funny, but he was indeed hanging on the tree and was the least injured.

He Yuzhu was crushed by a three-wheeled motorcycle.

Fortunately, there was a stone stuck in the chassis of the motorcycle, otherwise He Yuzhu would have been crushed to death.

Luck is also part of strength.

"boom!"

The enemy soldier hanging on the tree shot at He Yuzhu.

But it hit He Yuzhu's side.

"boom!"

He Yuzhu pulled his hand free with difficulty, took out a pistol, pulled the trigger, and the bullet flew out, eventually piercing the enemy's throat. Immediately, the enemy covered his throat and fell from the tree. The dead body fell to the ground, and blood continued to flow out of his throat.

"You didn't hit me."

"Then you will definitely be the one who dies."

"Giving you a chance is useless."

He Yuzhu spoke lightly.

Another enemy soldier with a bloody head was still crawling forward, and the gun was still quite far away from him.

And He Yuzhu.

Climb out from under the motorcycle.

Slowly walk towards the other person.

The black muzzle of the gun was pressed against the enemy's head, pressing it tightly to the ground.

The oppressive feeling of death spread throughout the enemy's body.

The enemy's whole body was shaking.

"boom!"

He Yuzhu fired the shot.

War is cruel.

He was destined to die if he met He Yuzhu.

If you want to live, don't come to the battlefield.

Don't go against the Banzai Army.

Once on the battlefield, no one should say who is pitiful.

The brave wins when we meet on a narrow road.

If you don't, you will die and I will live.

"Swish..."

Not long after, Meng Liehuo came running over with a class.

"Company commander!"

Meng Liehuo was shocked to see He Yuzhu's weak appearance. His arm was covered in blood. There was no doubt that He Yuzhu was shot.

"It's ok."

"Small injury."

He Yuzhu looked at the soldiers' concerned looks and waved his hands nonchalantly.

He Yuzhu chose a fighting method where he had only been shot twice until now, which was completely within his expectations. In the previous world, He Yuzhu's body was jaw-dropping. He had dated many girlfriends in his previous world, and every girlfriend cried after hearing his stories and seeing the scars and bullet holes on his body.

But in the last world, He Yuzhu was a prodigal son.

Falling in love so many times.

Never got married.

This life.

He Yuzhu's mind has stabilized.

If he has another girlfriend, he will be committed to her for the rest of her life.

will be responsible.

But he wouldn't fall in love so easily.

"Company commander."

"Let's go find the right doctor right away."

"I'm carrying you."

"If you go by yourself, it will only increase the loss of blood."

Meng Liehuo said.

He Yuzhu did not refuse. He asked Meng Liehuo to carry him to find the team doctor.

Company 7 still had some anesthetics, which were previously seized from an enemy truck. The team doctor performed the shrapnel removal operation, which went very smoothly. The next step was to bandage He Yuzhu.

After He Yuzhu finished the operation, he came out of the tent.

Seeing that He Yuzhu was fine, the soldiers outside who were extremely worried breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hey."

"Captain, you were... badly injured. Fortunately, the operation went very smoothly."

Xu Damao looked at He Yuzhu coming out and said with great concern.

He Yuzhu was his only acquaintance in this war. If He Yuzhu died, he really didn't know what to do.

He Yuzhu just glanced at Xu Damao indifferently.

"Meng Liehuo."

"Come with me to the regiment headquarters."

"Report on our situation this time."

He Yuzhu said to Meng Liehuo.

Immediately engage in combat.

Meng Liehuo nodded without hesitation. Even though He Yuzhu was injured, he still had to go to the regiment headquarters, let alone he was not injured.

"We also seized a complete three-wheeled motorcycle. Otherwise, I, the company commander, will drive that thing to take you to the regiment headquarters. It's much faster than walking." Meng Liehuo scratched his head and said with a smile.

"Okay." He Yuzhu nodded.

Can take the car.

It was certainly impossible to walk.

Sooner or later, the way war is fought will become completely mechanized or even semi-automated.

"Alas……"

"It feels so damn good!"

Driving the bike for a ride, Meng Liehuo suddenly shouted. He had just experienced a battle and was no longer able to feel the biting cold wind. All he felt now was coolness.

Only cold.

Only then can it bring coolness to a body that is boiling with blood.

"Comrade He Yuzhu, you are appointed as the commander of the 50th Battalion."

When they arrived at the regiment headquarters, the regiment commander Zhang Shanhu said to He Yuzhu with a smile.