Before Yang Huimin went home, she stood by the Suzhou River, looking at the Sihang Warehouse, which was completely covered by war on the other side. Seeing the shells falling on the Sihang Warehouse like rain, and listening to the gunshots that were as dense as a pop of beans and almost no more space, Yang Huimin was really crazy.

Lei Zhen is on the other side! The man who never likes to talk much, the man who looks like a layer of plaster on his face and has almost no expression, the man who occasionally shows a few tenderness in his eyes when he is focused, is on the other side, fighting bloody battles with the enemy!

Yang Huimin really doesn’t know that Lei Zhen and the others don’t have bullets yet, and Yang Huimin doesn’t know whether he was injured, or that he has been lying on that land forever and can never open his eyes again?

The Shanghai citizens standing on a tall building on the banks of the Suzhou River were also shocked. They were condescending and could clearly see that one Japanese army after another was constantly gathering near the Sihang Warehouse. They could clearly see that after one force withdrew from the battlefield, a new force was engraved to launch a fierce attack on the Sihang Warehouse. They used this method of wheel battle, starting from nine o'clock in the morning, attacking for more than five hours in a row!

At this time, everyone knew clearly that this time the Japanese were really angry and wanted to remove the thorn in the Sihang Warehouse. In this case, Lei Zhen and his team isolated outside the Sihang Warehouse did not receive support or supply, but were stuck on the right wing of the Sihang Warehouse, were forced to rely on the private houses along the Suzhou River to resist the crazy attacks of the Japanese soldiers after wave.

There was no longer the unique dull roar when Maxim water-cooled heavy machine gun fired, and no longer the overwhelming firepower suppression. The battlefield on the right wing of the Sihang Warehouse was silent, leaving only the hoarse voice of the platoon leader, echoing constantly on the position, "Remember, the enemy did not enter the distance of thirty meters and did not hear my order, so you are absolutely not allowed to shoot!"

Even if the platoon leader did not repeat it constantly, whether it was the war-torn veterans or the newly recruited recruits who had just been replenished, they all understood what bullets mean to them now. Once they fired up all the bullets and could not get supplements from the enemy, they would have to fight with Japanese soldiers who had undergone strict bayonet fighting training and were brainwashed by the Bushido spirit. At that time, their small army with only a dozen people left would all die under the enemy's swords within a few minutes!

At this time, Xie Jinyuan in Sihang Warehouse of course also understood the situation of their small army. A large amount of ammunition was thrown from the windows on the second floor by soldiers in Sihang Warehouse like garbage that costs money. However, in this battlefield with rain of bullets, even if he was lying there, there was a danger of being hit by bullets at any time. Who could carry the heavy ammunition box back to the position when the enemy kept launching attacks and A-level shooters everywhere?!

In this chaotic battlefield, everyone tried their best to hold the weapons in their hands, silently calculating in their hearts how many bullets they had left. They all widened their eyes, looking for all opportunities to use to replenish their ammunition from the dead.

As for Lei Zhen, the platoon leader really had nothing to say to him.

The platoon leader must admit that Lei Zhen killed the most people among them, but was injured the least and consumed the least ammunition. The platoon leader must also admit that Lei Zhen used a tactical method that was a pervert, shameless, vulgar, and despicable tactical method that he was really opened his eyes.

Lei Zhen had already thrown away everyone, and used slow movements to slowly lurking forward for more than 100 meters, leaving the defensive battlefield. With his courage in the deep army, people could give him a thumbs up. Unfortunately... Lei Zhen didn't even take a gun in his hand. The most outrageous thing was that Lei Zhen actually wore a military uniform that was stripped off from the Japanese soldiers and had two bullet holes.

Lei Zhen, wearing Japanese military uniform, lay motionless among a pile of dead bodies. Even a Japanese soldier who was attacking Sihang Warehouse accidentally stepped on Lei Zhen's palm with leather boots. Lei Zhen could lie there honestly, looking as stable as Mount Tai.

However, when the Japanese soldiers on the battlefield encountered the tenacious sniper from the Sihang Warehouse and paid a considerable price. After receiving the order, they finally began to retreat. Before the second substitute troops even boarded the battlefield, Lei Zhen would have been resurrected immediately. I believe that if the platoon leader had not made desperate gestures to the brothers in the Sihang Warehouse, Lei Zhen would have been beaten into a real dead body by the Chinese soldiers in the Sihang Warehouse.

Lei Zhen crawled around the corpses of Japanese soldiers with a bayonet. Seeing that those who were still alive and breathing and could move slightly, Lei Zhen made up for one blow. With this alone, the number of enemies that Lei Zhen "shot" with his own hands was as good as the total number of people from the platoon leader's strafing and heavy machine guns and grenade bombing won the total of the results.

This is nothing...

Lei Zhen searched out the bodies of Japanese soldiers and found grenades and bullet bags that had not been thrown out, but Lei Zhen absolutely did not send these ammunition to the platoon leader to help them solve their urgent needs. He crawled back more than 100 meters with these things. Not to mention how much physical strength is consumed, just from the perspective of risks, Lei Zhen would never do this.

Lei Zhen just used a cloth strip to tie the grenades and magazines together, then stuffed them back into the pile of corpses, and then climbed to a relatively safe position himself and continued to pretend to be dead.

As for Lei Zhen's son... If the platoon leader had not watched the four-legged walking thing with his own eyes, he could jump, run and run just now, but his limbs were stiff in the blink of an eye, and even his tail was straight and lying on the ground motionless, he would never believe a dog. No, it should be said to be a wolf, and he could also pretend to be dead like his master!

When another new Japanese army was put into the battlefield, the light and heavy machine guns above the Sihang Warehouse fired again, and the gunshots of the two sides' fire mixed together, Lei Zhen, who was lying among the pile of dead bodies, would gently stretch his right hand hidden under another corpse while no one was paying attention, and then pull the cloth strip tied to a grenade pull ring and pull it hard.

"Boom! Boom!! Boom..."

More than a dozen grenades, plus one or two hundred bullets tied to them, were detonated together. Unpredictable, the Japanese soldiers who walked to the pile of corpses fell down one after another. Such an explosion was of course amazing, but who can guarantee that this big explosion was not a masterpiece caused by the mortar in the Sihang Warehouse? Who would suspect that a "person" who was lying dozens of meters away, covered in blood, and had two large and eye-catching bullet holes on his military uniform?!

"Boom! Boom!! Boom..."

Under a pile of corpses, another big explosion occurred, and the Japanese soldiers fell down one after another. The only difference was that this time it was not Lei Zhen who pulled the grenade, but his son, who secretly bit a strip of cloth that had been prepared long ago and pulled it hard.

Seeing the father and son who could pretend to be dead and be so arrogant, watching them use this method to continue to ambush Japanese soldiers around them, greatly alleviating the pressure of the enemy's attack, the platoon leader could only shake his head and smile bitterly, and shout in his heart: "Gao, high, really high, it's so fucking high that he went to the Himalayas!"

The platoon leader found that he really couldn't understand Lei Zhen. He really couldn't tell whether this bastard boy Lei Zhen was brave or shameless.

Or... it's both?!
Chapter completed!