Chapter 67: Launching an Attack (2)

  Dozens of hand grenades flew out from the big yard, accurately hitting two eight-immortal tables that were quickly approaching the front of the yard. A burst of explosions sounded, and the two tables were immediately shrouded in smoke produced by the grenade explosion.

  "Hurry, artillery squad, open fire immediately to cover the soldiers of the fourth class. Quick shots, we can't let the enemy throw hand grenades again." Seeing dozens of hand grenades flying out of the courtyard, Zhang Hua was shocked and loudly ordered the communication officer behind him. At the same time, he nervously looked at the location of the two eight-immortal tables.

  As the smoke cleared, two octagonal tables were seen, one of which had been overturned by an enemy grenade. The five soldiers under the table undoubtedly lay in a pool of blood. However, Zhang Hua was relieved to see that the other octagonal table was still intact and standing there.

  In Zhang Hua's silent prayer, another Eight Immortals Table, after a half-minute pause, finally began to continue advancing. Just as the guards in the courtyard were about to throw grenades again, the artillery squad that received the order counterattacked. With the sound of explosions, those guards who had just prepared to throw grenades fell into the blood pool. Only a dozen or so guards managed to throw hand grenades over the wall. However, the sparse explosion sounds did not stop the soldiers' advancing footsteps. The only remaining Eight Immortals Table continued to advance slowly under the efforts of the soldiers.

  Finally, in the midst of the deafening explosion of hand grenades, the Eight Immortals Table was propped against the thick courtyard wall. In the chaos and panic that ensued among the guards on the wall, the five soldiers hiding under the Eight Immortals Table began to pile up hundreds of kilograms of explosives brought with them at the corner of the wall. However, the next question once again plagued these five brave warriors.

  The explosives are in place, but how to detonate them now. It's worth noting that at this point, without the cover of the Eight Immortals Table, facing the enemy's hand grenades, the outcome is predictable. And if the detonation is carried out directly under the Eight Immortals Table, although the courtyard wall can be destroyed, the five soldiers under the table will face such a close explosion, and the outcome is also predictable.

  "Squad leader, I'll stay behind, you all retreat..." Just as the five of them fell into a momentary silence, one soldier stood up and volunteered.

  "Squad leader, I'll stay behind... I'll stay behind..." Soon, the remaining three soldiers expressed their willingness to stay, speaking out in a flurry.

  "Stop right there, you are not members, only I am a member here. Now I order you four to retreat immediately, quickly, execute the command. But I have one request, now that our squad is left with just the four of you, I hope after I leave, you will be able to take good care of the squad." The squad leader looked at the four new soldiers in front of him, who had already been fully assimilated into the special forces group after being criticized and educated, and a hint of tears appeared in his eyes. He cut off the few soldiers who wanted to continue arguing, shouting loudly.

  "But, squad leader, the deputy squad leader has already sacrificed himself. Our 4th squad can't lose you too. You should lead the comrades to retreat. I still have a brother at home, it's okay if I die, but you, squad leader, please retreat..." Another soldier wanted to continue fighting and said loudly.

  "Everyone execute the command, retreat immediately..." As he spoke, the class leader ignored everyone's obstruction and suddenly drilled out of the thick quilt covering the Eight Immortals table. At the same time, his whole body was tightly curled up in the corner of the wall, waiting for the Eight Immortals table to retreat to a safe place.

  However, the enemies on the wall seemed unwilling to give Squad Leader this opportunity. Just as the Eight Immortals Table was slowly leaving the courtyard, a pile of explosives and a Red Army soldier were well displayed in front of them. Driven by fear of the Red Army and yearning for rich rewards, the guards on the wall began to shout loudly, even the machine gunner who had suffered heavy losses on the floor above, after seeing Squad Leader lying at the corner of the wall, also started to turn his gun around.

  "Brothers, the Red Army is going to blow up the wall of the courtyard. If we let them rush into the yard, none of us will survive. Brothers, kill me, you must kill this Red Army soldier, can't let him detonate the explosives." Along with the shouting voices on the wall, a rain of bullets flew towards the position where the squad leader was hiding.

  Although the class leader was curled up as much as possible, not exposing his body to the enemy, three bullets still hit him in the back. A thread of fresh blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth. At the same time, the fuse in his hand was also drenched by a basin of water poured down from the wall. If it wasn't for the class leader's quick reaction, using his body to press against several explosive packs, not letting them get wet, these explosive packs would have lost their intended effect.

  "Hurry, machine gun cover, artillery row, open fire immediately, hurry, we must not let the enemy destroy the explosives." Seeing the crisis under the courtyard wall, Liu Hua, who had been staring at the location of the explosive package, had his heart lifted to his throat again, and loudly ordered the machine gunners beside him.

  Immediately, with the cover of several light and heavy machine guns, the bullets flying towards the squad leader became much less dense. However, at this time, the squad leader was already seriously injured and almost exhausted his last bit of strength. More importantly, the fuse of the explosive pack had been drenched in water, and he tried several times without success.

  Listening to the increasingly dense gunfire around him, the seriously injured squad leader was extremely anxious. Just then, his eyes fell on the few hand grenades at his waist. In that instant, a smile slowly spread across his face. Using the last bit of strength he had, he pressed the three hand grenades between his body and the explosive pack, one by one. At the same time, he pulled out the fuses of the three hand grenades.

  "Comrades, avenge me..." A farewell voice pierced through the dense hail of bullets and reached every ear on the battlefield. Immediately afterwards, a deafening explosion shook the air. As a dazzling flash of fire erupted at the location where the squad leader was, the earth also trembled with it. Then, the wall that had been unshakeable just moments before slowly collapsed like paper in the face of this massive explosion. At the same time, flying rocks danced everywhere, killing enemies within tens of meters around the blast point like cannonballs.

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