The so-called rest is not real rest. It is more accurate to say that closing your eyes and resting. No one can really fall asleep at this time. This is also the reason why many veterans will suffer from post-war syndrome after the war.

Their spirits have always been in a highly tense state. A short rest will slow down their consumption, but they are still highly vigilant.

Li Feng was wearing a steel helmet on his head, and it was already mottled at this moment. Some stones should have been passing by just now.

The Japanese not only have guns, but also grenade launchers and grenades. If the iron filings and flying stones produced by these explosives touch a person's head, it would be fatal.

So even if the helmet cannot prevent bullets, it is not useless. As long as you protect against these things like this, you can reduce casualties to a great extent. After all, your forehead is not as hard as steel!

There are very few steel helmets of them, not all warriors have steel helmets, and many of them are still injured and have large wounds on their bodies.

But as long as these soldiers were not fatal injuries, they would wrap a layer of bandages around his wounds and continue to stay on the line of fire, and would not go down.

Only those soldiers who were seriously injured would stay in the rear. Shen Yi was preparing at this time!

The operating room has been prepared and the medicines are placed next to you early, just so that these wounded people can be treated as soon as possible.

Xiao Wen has nothing to do. She was originally a wounded person, but it does not mean that she doesn't want to do things.

The soldiers had not prepared their meals and could not be distributed reasonably, so she took the initiative to take on the task.

The soldiers carried batches of ammunition into the trenches...

Li Feng and the others were all rubbing the gun. The performance of the gun was affected by geographical conditions, especially the gun could not have a single silt or sand, otherwise there would be a blow-up phenomenon.

If a gun is wrong on the battlefield, it is fatal. It can be killed by the enemy, but it is killed by the enemy. This situation is common on the battlefield, so no warrior wants to be such a sucker.

Even Li Feng would wipe his gun with his hand, it would be better to apply some oil. If it really doesn't work, use a cloth to apply some of the original oil evenly.

Uncle Song was still injured and a shrapnel was scratched on his waist. Fortunately, it got stuck on his belt, otherwise he would have to pull it down and have surgery.

But even so, there were countless scratches on the face. Even the bandages were too lazy to wrap around. The blood flowed for a while and it drank. It mixed with the soil, and the face looked particularly ferocious.

There is no hairstyle with hair spray, only hair mixed with soil and sweat, no neat clothes, only torn military uniforms, no white and clean face with a little gray, only rough face with stubble and wounds!

Li Feng has not shaved for several days. Since joining the Eighth Route Army, he has felt the beard on his face keep growing out.

Especially when he was nervous, the beard on his face kept popping out. He was less than 20 years old, and the beard on his face looked like an uncle and ugly!

"The general attacks under the Japanese will probably be even more fierce. We have to think about countermeasures!"

The Japanese artillery soldiers probably need to be prepared. When Li Feng and Uncle Song were chatting, they did not see a shell falling from the sky. They probably were still under maintenance.

But this gave the Eighth Route Army a chance to breathe. Li Feng and his team ate something at this time, waiting for the effort to let the Japanese work.

"Squad leader, this time the Japanese organized a small team of troops, and carried two light machine guns, and a heavy machine gun behind them. It seems that they want to take us down in one wave."

Jiang Yu also fought wars, and these small tricks were too busy with his eyes, not to mention that the Japanese did not want to use tricks at all. They believed that the Tu Eighth Route Army was just cunning and their combat power was not worth mentioning at all.

The casualties just now were just careless, and I didn’t expect that there was a light machine gun in the Tujiao Route Army in front of me.

There were many things that the Japanese did not expect. For example, when they were preparing for the second wave of attack, Li Feng kept holding a grenade launcher, and a small grenade flew into the pile of Japanese soldiers, and they exploded the Japanese to call their parents on the spot.

"Baga, what are you giving me!"

A Japanese soldier holding a samurai sword and directed the Japanese soldiers to rush forward. The Japanese with the Japanese flag tied to the bayonet rushed forward, but he was blown away by Li Feng's shells, his thigh disappeared, and he covered his wound and screamed in tears.

Bombs are easy to use. If this small cannon goes down, the Japanese will lose one or two combat power, but they cannot be used frequently. After all, the Japanese are quite fast and they will soon rush in front of them.

Da da da da da!

Han Xiong's machine gun kept firing. This second-hand man had a good ability to operate the machine gun. Even if he was shot on his shoulder, he would not go off the line of fire. He was tied with a bandage, his eyes were red, and he kept cursing.

"Damn it, the Japanese are all here."

The Japanese were indeed adept at it. Even though bullets were constantly shooting out in front of them, they were still rushing forward one after another, as if they were not afraid of bullets at all.

Li Feng once read from some classics that the Japanese were fighting, and sometimes there were some strange things. Smoking could relieve stress, but if you add some materials, it would have a paralysis effect. You would be so ecstatic that even if you were injured, you would not be as painful as normal.

That's why the Japanese attacks so fiercely. On the one hand, they are brainwashed by the Bushido spirit, and on the other hand, they are paralyzed by these strange drugs.

The Japanese charged was quite fierce, but Li Feng's bullets were even more fierce. When the Japanese rushed to the front, they found that there were only a dozen Japanese sicknesses. There were not many bullets in the bolts on both sides. After firing, they simply stabbed them with a bayonet.

At this time, the person who pulls the bolt is a fool. Punching it with a bayonet can often cause greater lethality.

Li Feng had already inserted a bayonet into the tip of the spear. As soon as a Japanese man rushed up, Feng smashed his leg with a spear and smashed him down on the spot. The Japanese man's consciousness was quite strong. He stabbed him out at one time while his body was tilting down.

But who is Li Feng? His body has long been dodged. He stabbed the other party's ribs and twisted his hand quickly. The Japanese face turned blue in an instant, and his expression seemed very painful!

“Ahhh…”

A soldier grabbed the bayonet that the Japanese stabbed into her abdomen and screamed in pain, and blood was constantly spilling out from the corner of his mouth, and then pulled the grenade on his body.

Boom ~

A violent explosion swallowed the two of them, and the warrior and the Japanese died together. This is probably the case that the sentence "Killing a Big Bo'er" said.

Men should stand tall and stand tall. Even if they die, they should hold the enemy to die together. They can shout out the pain, but they must not be timid before death.

Li Feng's eyes were red at this time. The bayonet in his hand had long disappeared. He took out a machete from somewhere. Seeing a Japanese pressing a soldier to the ground, Fangfang's guns were tightly clamped together. The Japanese wanted to press the soldier's neck to suffocate him. Just when he was about to succeed, Li Feng slashed at his neck with a knife from behind.
Chapter completed!