Spy Wars: I can get rewards by being a bully!

Chapter 937 Running fast is really a skill!

The next day, early in the morning.

The soldiers of the 99th Army reinforced the fortifications throughout the night and continued working until dawn.

On the outskirts of the city, on Yuelu Mountain, the artillery has been calibrated and the Japanese vanguard can be seen in the distance.

At the front-line command center, military commanders received a telegram from Commander Xue.

"I urge all troops to hold Xingcheng firmly. If they hold Xingcheng for one day, our army can intercept the enemy's Third Army. If they hold Xingcheng for two days, our army can cut off the enemy's retreat route along the Xinqiang River. If they hold Xingcheng for three days, the invading enemy will be completely surrounded and divided!"

A division commander roared, "None of us is afraid of death! Let alone holding out for three days, even if we hold out for thirty days, what can we do? If the defenses outside the city can't hold us back, we will fight the devils in the streets, street by street, house by house. We will scare them, make them cry, and let them know that we are not to be trifled with!"

At this time, an orderly exclaimed: "Commander, look!"

Military commanders looked out from their headquarters.

I saw that the gate of Xingcheng was crowded with people.

They did not intend to escape, but rather to send out food and bedding from their homes to supply the army.

An old woman dragged a quilt and said, "Here, boy, take it. Cover yourself with it when you get cold at night. There's good cotton inside. If you get a wound, just pull open the quilt and take out the cotton. It will stop the bleeding!"

Some people also brought fried rice and fried noodles, hoping that the soldiers defending the city could have a hot meal.

"Commander, the devils are coming!"

Although the Japanese rushed all the way and left their baggage behind, the artillery fire was still quite intense.

The fighting in the Yuelu Mountain area was the most intense. The Japanese planes came and dropped bombs continuously, and the infantry rushed to the top of the mountain under the cover of the planes.

The Confederate artillery positions opened fire first, their 105mm howitzers roaring as their shells exploded among the Japanese lines, unleashing a hail of blood and flesh. Unwilling to be outdone, Japanese planes dropped incendiary bombs, setting the mountains and forests ablaze, the smoke blinding the soldiers.

On the hillside position, a platoon leader was wearing ammunition belts and firing crazily with a heavy machine gun. Countless Japanese soldiers who wanted to rush up the mountain died under the gun.

"Damn it, it feels so good!"

The temperature of the machine gun rose rapidly, and the soldiers next to it poured all the drinking water in their canteens on it.

The machine gun cannot stop. Once it stops, the Japanese will swarm up.

"Damn it! Tell the artillery to fire further away! The Japs' mortars are all far away! Don't worry about the Japs at the foot of the mountain. Leave these beasts to us!"

A short Japanese soldier came up, crawled close to the machine gun position, and threw a grenade.

A young soldier nearby saw this and roared, "Protect the machine gun!"

Then he jumped up and pounced on him.

With a dull thud, the young soldier's chest and abdomen were blown into a bloody mess. The platoon leader roared, "Brothers! Fight! Don't let them get close!"

Tenth Army position.

In the command center, Commander Li frequently issued orders, adjusted the deployment of various units, and continuously replaced the troops that had been crippled.

"Commander! The enemy's attack is too fierce! We have no more troops to rotate!"

"Hold on! Have the messengers tell all the troops on the front lines to hold on, no matter the cost! As long as we can stop them for a while, there will be great things to come later!"

Finally, Commander Li gritted his teeth and said, "Organize a death squad!"

The officers in the room all looked grim.

At this point in the battle, it is impossible for the suicide squad to allow soldiers who are still capable of fighting and not injured to participate.

Then it can only be... a wounded soldier.

The trenches were already filled with wounded soldiers.

Li Eryazi was also injured. He was shot in the right shoulder and could no longer hold the gun.

Lying in the trench gasping for breath, his comrades around him used a piece of cloth to stop his bleeding.

"The Japs are fucking desperate, charging forward like this!"

"Star City is right before their eyes, yet they're not charging forward desperately?"

"It's no use charging like that, you bastard. Star City is our Star City!"

The messenger ran at full speed.

"Is there anyone left who can run? Is there anyone left who can run? Tie up the explosives!"

Li Erya jumped up and said, "I can run! Give me the explosive pack!"

"I can do it too!"

"And I!"

The messenger's tears streamed down his face. His voice became hoarse as he shouted over and over again, "Is there anyone else who can run? Is there anyone else who can run? Tie up the explosive packs!"

A wounded soldier with an arm missing weakly grabbed Er Yazi and said, "You son of a bitch! You're still young. You said your brother died on the battlefield. If you had tied a bomb to your body, who would take care of your parents in their old age? I have two silver dollars in my pocket and a letter from someone I asked to write. Take it back to me. Remember, I'm from Yuelong Village in Liuyang..."

Li Erya took the thing and handed it directly to a soldier next to him who was not injured.

"Did you hear me? Take the things back to him. As for me, I have nothing to say!"

These soldiers who were wounded in the upper body but could still run quickly gathered together.

Comrades silently tied explosive packs to them.

"Machine gun! Machine gun! Cover them!"

Li Eryazi only felt a surge of blood rushing up, he felt so strong and so light!

The wound on his shoulder seemed to have disappeared. He was the first to jump out of the trench, "Brothers! Let's give that bastard a taste of our explosives!"

"Dad! Mom! Erya didn't bring shame to you. I've avenged my brother!"

"Come on!"

"Come on!"

"Come on!"

A group of soldiers rushed towards the Japanese who were attacking their position.

Even the veteran Japanese soldiers who had experienced many battles were stunned by this scene.

When a group of soldiers with gauze wrapped around their heads and even their empty sleeves dangling, carrying explosive packs on their backs, counterattacked, what was left for the Japanese soldiers present was a terrifying nightmare that they would never forget for the rest of their lives.

If they have any life left.

Some Japanese soldiers even stood there, holding their guns but not knowing how to shoot.

It was the commander who roared, "Kill them! Kill them!"

Li Eryazi ran very fast. He recalled the scene when he was in middle school and participated in a running competition on the playground.

The female classmates all cheered for him. He had such a proud pair of long legs!

In a trance, he seemed to smell the smell of the cinder track on the playground.

He seemed to hear the shouts of his female classmates.

"come on!"

"come on!"

He seemed to be standing on the podium again, with the principal rewarding him with a pair of brand new rubber shoes. He excitedly took them home to show off to his parents, and then confidently asked for the reward: "Dad, give me a few dollars, I want to go to Puzi Street, eat stinky tofu, and eat dragon fat pig blood!"

His father doted on him as always, saying, "You only know how to play. What's the point of running fast? Look at your brother. He's already an officer, and he's even sent a letter back!"

"Dad! Running fast is a skill. The school gave me a pair of rubber shoes as a reward!"

Li Eryazi ran faster and faster, bullets whizzed past him. He rushed into a group of Japanese soldiers, aimed at an officer, and pounced on him!

The frightened look on the Japanese officer's face filled Eryazi with immense pleasure.

After rolling twice, Li Eryazi pulled the fuse.

He had a happy smile on his face, "Dad, Mom... running fast is really a skill!"

boom!