"What are you afraid of? Even if the Japanese want to take revenge, they will have to pass our brother's level!" the old squad leader said coldly.

"Boy, the old squad leader is right. Let's fight in the world of the world, and the lost brothers fight in the underworld! After our brothers die, they are all heavenly soldiers and generals, and they are directly under God's jurisdiction. Can the little Japanese devils be good? Let's not talk about settled the score with you, they will be taken away." A veteran comforted.

When the recruits heard this, they made a lot of sense! They were soon afraid. In the hearts of the people, there was God, the Jade Emperor, the Queen Mother, the King of Tota, and all kinds of gods were all powerful people.

"That's right, the Japanese will be taken away by the gods' grandfather." The recruit said excitedly. He admired the gods very much.

"Hmph! Where are there any gods??" A veteran muttered, and was glared at by another veteran beside him.

The one who said there were no gods, was so rampant to him! Why didn’t he come and take away the alive Japanese!? At least he had to bless himself invulnerable! But after being shot, he still asked the King of Hell to report it.

The veteran who glared at him didn't want him to scare the recruits! This would affect the combat effectiveness of the entire squad. He believed in gods and could not speak nonsense with the brother around him. Some things were taboo.

The old squad leader turned over, took out the tobacco pot on his waist, pressed the tobacco leaves, moved his body to the torch that was burning in the trench in front of him, and leaned over to suck it in two mouthfuls, spit out the smoke, and then said, "Be careful when fighting, don't die all the mothers! Leave a seed for our squad, we will fight for the dead brothers and for the people of Nanjing, and leave a living person to avenge us."

The brothers in a class turned their heads and looked at the old squad leader. The squad deputy reached out to grab a handful of snowflakes falling in the air, and then said, "This battle will be very difficult. It's cold! The ground is much harder. Everyone heats up their weapons. Don't stick their hands to the gun when they shoot! You can't even shoot bullets."

"The horn soldiers who blow the charge horns all put their little trumpets into their arms! If he was not warm, his mouth could stick to the trumpet's mouth." The old squad leader said with a breath of smoke.

"The best way to get a piece of cloth to wrap your hands. If your hands are hot! If you don't freeze your hands, after firing, the recoil will break your fingers." said a veteran.

On the position, the veterans were chatting! Some taught the new recruits experience again, and some boasted about each other. On this cold night, the upcoming war was not taken seriously by them. After a long time of fighting, after several life and death, it was just that for them, it was nothing more than either you die or I die, life and death depend on life and death.

"Company Commander, do you think the Japanese are here yet? I won't come to our class to have a sleep." A squad leader asked.

"How do I know!? It's been an hour since the Japanese devils' army should have arrived. We're not afraid of being beaten by us?" the company commander responded, with questions.

"Why do you guys take turns to sleep? If the Japanese come tomorrow dawn and we stay up all night, how can we fight with the Japanese?" a platoon leader came up with an idea.

"Okay! One of our squads stared at each other for an hour, and the others were sleeping! The canned food delivered by the cooking squad returned to the explosion-proof hole, and firewood was raised to roast it. It was so cold and it was still snowing. I was guarding the trenches and eating something hot, so don't freeze to death." The company commander ordered.

"The dog made it there and stole my grenade. It's my mother's book! I found a bag of foreign cigarettes to exchange for the supplies camp." A veteran roared irritably.

The brothers nearby all stared at him with their eyes staring at him. The veteran platoon leader kicked him to the ground and scolded him unhappily: "What are you yelling about? Damn, you forgot how many grenades you threw out during the war. You snatched several of your grenades from your brothers. You can still make it right to throw a grenade!?"

"Platform leader! I'm not angry, who can throw my grenades away? Isn't it a waste to take away my grenades? "The veteran was kicked and crawled and retorted.

"I'll let you waste, I'll let you waste! I'll make it a dog, what kind of idea did you make? I don't know!? Don't you just dislike your few grenades?? I'll give it to you, and we can still pull a cushion!? I'll go and your brother is hiding." The platoon leader continued to chase him with an angry look on his face.

"well played!"

"I should teach this to peel it off!"

"The platoon leader kicked his asshole, making him arrogant!"

The brothers cheered and cheered! After hearing this, the platoon leader immediately stopped beating the veteran's foot, turned his head and said with a good intention: "Okay! There is no good guy, why do I have you guys, such a bunch of bastard dogs? This hijacked guy was beaten, and I'm so angry! Each person has a grenade, and I'll make it for him, and I'll make it well."

"Planer Commander, you are thinking about getting what we have in our hands, I won't give it to you!" said a squad leader.

"Okay! When the Japanese rushed over, I won't let the veil throw grenade cover, do it yourself!" The platoon leader said with an angry look, looking at his squad leader's face.

"I'm talking about the second squad leader. Who was shouting when fighting? Hatou! My mother came over and threw one. I have too many Japanese here. Hatou... Come and support quickly, I can't stand it..." The first squad leader stood up and shouted like the second squad leader.

The second squad leader who said he would not give the grenade, laughed embarrassedly: "I won't accept it, but I didn't say that I'll give it to you. Each brother will put it in Luo's pocket and send it to the veil."

"It's made by a dog, and you will only bleed when you think of the benefits!" The third squad leader muttered, asking his brothers to take out a grenade and put it in a basket for the squad to deliver it to the first squad.

A bomb thrower who throws far and still accurate is a moving mortar! More precious than a machine gun.

Bang!

Suddenly, the brothers on the position were shocked and climbed into the trenches! Kick and check the ammunition and loaded the bullets.

"Damn it, Wang Er fool, why didn't you kill me with one shot?" A squad leader yelled in pain.

The recruit under his command was playing with a gun! He looked at the stupid one, and played with the gun away. The bullet hit the squad leader's scalp. His squad leader was slightly injured, and the hair on his head was cut off, perfectly splitting his head.

"Squad, squad, squad leader!" The recruit stuttered in fear, and the rifle in his hand was still aimed at the squad leader.

The squad leader was so scared that he kicked him out of the trench and grinned, "Your mother is just a disaster. I'm going to look at my own people with a gun! My mother's new gun was taken away by you. I've been ruined for eight lifetimes and asked you, a fool."

The recruit was big and round, and was eighteen years old! At this moment, he lowered his head and did not dare to say anything.

"Why didn't he shoot you to death with one shot? I'm still asleep. I'm made of a dog, and the soldiers I brought with me still have the face to say." The platoon leader said angrily, with anger that he didn't sleep well.

"Who is shooting, who!" Bing Buqing ran over with anger.

"The regiment seat, a fucking recruit, played with guns and fired away!" The third battalion commander stood attentively and saluted.

"It's all for me to be honest, and I won't fight, but I'll take the gun!" Bing Buqing scolded and left in one breath.
Chapter completed!