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When it was daylight, Li Wula looked sideways at the big foot who was kneeling in the trench picking up bullets with his hips pouted, just stretched out his right leg, and before he kicked down, someone kicked him from behind.

"Who? Who kicked me."

"Me." A dull voice sounded.

Li Wula's eyes lit up, and she quickly turned her head to look at the person behind her.

"Captain Lin?"

The man squatting behind him was covered in blood, his face, hands, body, hair... could barely see his true colors.

"You... why are you like this, are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Lin Yue grabbed the water bottle hanging from his waist, unscrewed the lid, poured some water into his hand, rubbed his face indiscriminately, and finally showed some color: "On the way back, I killed a few Devil."

How many devils?

Li Wula didn't think it was a matter of a few devils.

Dazuo heard the conversation behind him, and looked back, there was a gap in his dark face, and there were two rows of white teeth inside.

"Brother Lin Yue is back, brother Lin Yue is back."

Lin Yue threw him a canvas bag containing food and cigarettes, and turned to tell Li Wula: "Aren't you running out of ammunition? You quietly take a few people to the forest on the left, and bring over the Japanese Type 92 heavy machine gun."

"Type 92?"

Lin Yue nodded: "About a squad of Japanese soldiers Mao was in the woods, probably preparing to ambush us when we ran out of ammunition to fight bayonets. I packed them up when I came back."

He spoke lightly, and Li Wula smacked his tongue when he heard it, thinking that it was no wonder he came back like this, how many devils he did this night.

"Ghost monkey spirit, brother Lin Yue hid in the woods during the day to deal with misfortune, they also learned this trick." Bigfoot blew away the sand in his palm, and put the bullets he picked up into his pocket.

Li Wula glanced at Lin Yue, thinking that he is a devil or a monkey? What about him? Monkey ancestor?

"Hurry up!" He kicked Li Wula again.

"oh."

The Dongbei guy turned over, patted Yao Ma and Kang Ya on the shoulders in front of him, and called two more strong men to leave the position quietly.

Bu Lai and Snake Butt heard that Lin Yue was back, and they rubbed their way from the front line to the back bit by bit.

"Where are you going to die? The veterinarian is going crazy looking for you, and he is not so kind to his own son."

Lin Yue patted his helmet: "Damn Hunan guy, why didn't the devil's shell kill you."

"You didn't go over there, it's too lonely for me to go alone."

Snake lay on his side on the ground, picked up a blood-stained military cap and threw it out of sight: "How many more did you kill last night?"

Lin Yue said: "There is no time to count."

"You patted your ass and left, the devil took all his anger on us."

Lin Yue was too lazy to talk nonsense with him: "Where's the veterinarian?"

Bu La pointed to the bomb crater in the front right: "Still taking care of the wounded over there."

Lin Yue patted him on the shoulder and went over under the cover of trenches and rocks. He saw Veterinarian Hao sitting next to a wounded man, looking at the wound with sweat profusely, as if he didn't know what to do.

No wonder he didn't meet him when he came back.

The soldier was badly wounded. The shrapnel from the grenade explosion had cut a deep gash in his abdomen, and a part of his intestines flowed out.

"Did you use the morphine shot?"

Veterinarian Hao dipped his hand into the sweat on his forehead: "Use it, use it."

"Bigfoot, bring the kettle."

Lin Yue called Bigfoot, washed off the blood stains on his hands with water from the jug, dug out the remaining half bottle of medical alcohol from the veterinary bag, and poured it on the wound that had been cleaned briefly. After covering it with gauze, Dazuo found an empty can to cover it, and tied it with a rope.

"I said that the veterinarian couldn't find you and was so anxious that you were in a hurry. Commander Lin was really helpful."

After finishing the work at hand, I suddenly looked up, and saw Bura lying beside the trench, pinching a wild flower from nowhere and pinching it to his ear, which looked quite funny.

He has lived in the world of "Chasing the Dragon" for 20 years. His wife is a nurse by profession, and he has learned a little first aid under his influence. Although he is not as good as a regular military doctor, he is still much smarter than Veterinary Hao, who is ridiculed by cannon fodder every day.

"You're free, aren't you?"

Lin Yue got up and looked at the wounded who had been transferred to the back of the position, and then looked at the trench ahead: "Call those second-class soldiers to come and transport the wounded."

"Where are you going?"

"I saw just now that the raft was parked at the ferry, and the wounded were quickly carried over and transported to the other side."

Bu La glanced at the wounded in the crater. Although he knew that most people on the east bank would not survive in the past, he still followed Lin Yue's order and recruited dozens of second-class soldiers to carry the wounded down behind the camp before dawn.

Lin Yue ordered again: "Veterinarian, you go too."

"What are you going to do if the goose goes away? If the goose doesn't go away, there is a military doctor on the other side, so there is no need for a goose anyway."

Lin Yue had nothing to do with this stubborn old man, so he could only follow his wish.

When the dawn dawned in the sky, the Japanese army charged again, but the scale was not large, and they were quickly beaten back by the crowd.

Meng Fanlai lay in the trench and squinted his eyes and said: "The enemy has already seen that we don't have much ammunition. The squadrons and brigades take turns to practice with us. Believe it or not, as long as we have another hand-to-hand fight, the Japanese army will launch a general offensive." .”

Sitting next to him, closing his eyes and resting his mind, Long Wenwen heard the strange noises around him, and opened his eyes to glance at Lin Yue who had rolled into the trench.

"Why didn't you blow up that old thing Takeuchi?"

Last night, Lin Yue went to the artillery position twice, and the Japanese army at the foot of the mountain was in chaos for a while, and then became orderly again, which shows that Takeuchi Lianshan is not dead, and can still command the battle.

"The Japanese guns are not as good as the British guns."

"It would be nice to have a few more shots."

Lin Yuexin said that you don't feel pain in your back when you stand and talk, and no matter how much you can beat yourself, you are still alone. It is the limit to go and masturbate twice when the Japanese artillery defense is lax. That's it, those sons of bitches follow behind After biting for several hours, he finally gave up hunting him because people were being attacked and killed.

"Brother Lin Yue, brother Lin Yue..."

He had just sat for a while when Bigfoot called from the rear.

"I'll take a look behind."

Withdrew from the front line, Bigfoot pulled him to the rear tidal flat, the wounded lined up in a long line on the bank, the three rafts by the river were not enough, and the idiot major on the opposite bank stood outside the bunker, holding binoculars from time to time Looking this way, he was indifferent to the wounded on the shore.

"Leave one bamboo raft for emergency, and use the other two bamboo rafts to transfer the seriously injured to the opposite bank."

Bula looked at Dong'an and said, "Bastard, Gaizi, if I were a high-ranking official, I would shoot him dead with one shot."

"Someone will help you fulfill this wish."

Lin Yue patted Bu La on the shoulder, and walked towards the woods on the left side of the tidal flat. Not long after his back disappeared, a whistle came faintly.

Bu Lai and Da Zuo helped carry the seriously wounded man onto the bamboo raft, and before he could take a breath, he saw a person appearing from the edge of the forest.