C2772 French Army Injured Barracks (1/2)
Everyone had said that they were close friends, so what did it mean that they were close friends? This was what it meant to be alive and not leave when one's brother was on the verge of death. This was what it meant to be on friendly terms.
Lin Zhen lay on Xiang Ying's back as tears continued to fall. And Xiang Ying still had the time to joke around at this time!
”Don't you piss on your horse, I'm not doing this out of good intentions …” Xiang Ying was so tired that he gasped for breath.
”This is …” I'm using you as a meat shield... If French fires and you get closer, your small two hundred kilograms will become my shield … ”
”Hahaha …” Lin Zhen was so angry that he started laughing, ”That's fine, my butt is so thick, even if I blocked a few bullets I wouldn't die …”
It was a joke, but when Lin Zhen turned his head and looked at his brothers' blood and corpses, tears once again rolled down his cheeks.
It was too tragic. Just a few hundred meters away, more than twenty brothers were lying in pools of blood. A long trail of blood marked their path.
”Here we are …” to rush into the town and rob the house... ”Occupy the high ground!”
The Fatty Jin was also fighting with his life on the line today, and he actually ran to vanguard unit's side. The first batch of them rushed into the small town, and immediately saw a group of French wounded soldiers who were hidden in the corners of the houses for treatment.
It turned out that the French used this town as a refuge as well. Countless heavily injured people were gathered here, and Jin Sanshun even saw more than ten female nurses trying to rescue them.
”Nobody moves... ”Nobody moves …” Like wolves and tigers, the sailors charged into the courtyard and the houses with rifles in their hands, scaring the nurses so much that they started screaming.
Several lightly wounded French soldiers jumped up to defend themselves, but how could they be the opponents of these soldiers who had killed to the point of insolence? A few bayonets stabbed forward, nailing the wounded soldiers to the wall.
”Nobody moves... Those who resist will be killed without mercy... Those who surrender must be spared death! ” The simple French words were repeated back and forth. Although the pronunciation was not standard, at least these people understood.
The wounded soldiers and doctors, nurses and nurses did not dare to move anymore as they allowed the Chinese to capture their Arms and ammunition.
At this moment, the sound of hand grenades exploding and the dull sound of shotgun's firing rang out in the street. Yan Xing, Jiang Yuheng, and the other veterans had already started fighting with the French army that was charging at them.
With the complex terrain of this small town, the Chinese were able to utilize their expertise in street fighting. These weapons were the most targeted, and would definitely be able to beat up the French army and cause them to flee in fear.
The snipers hiding in the walls, windows, and rooftops accurately shot and killed those valuable enemies, while the assault troops in the alleyway used the grenades and shotgun to quickly clear the area and reap the lives.
After just half an hour of firefighting, two-thirds of the town was under the control of the sailors. Only a limited number of the French army remained in the town's church, unable to come out.
The French army was gathering outside. They could not attack until 20 minutes had passed!
”Rest …” Ten minutes of alternation to replenish the food and fresh water.
Taking advantage of the short break in the battlefield, the sailors were finally able to catch their breath. They snatched dry food and water from the French army, including medical supplies.
Xiang Ying put Lin Zhen down, and once again found a clean bandage to bandage the wound on his arm. Fortunately, he had found a large bottle of medicinal alcohol.
”Endure the pain!” Xiang Ying undid the gauze on Lin Zhen's left arm. Seeing that it was barely covered, he gritted his teeth and poured the alcohol on it.