Zhang Yiping said, "But we have General Staff Jiang and Staff Huang who know German, and they are not here."
"Why don’t you try to find a German prisoner who can speak Chinese among them?" Zhang Yiping shrugged. "You know, we are winners, and we are here to save them and give them freedom. Haven’t we done enough? Do you want these damn Germans to translate? "
"Many French people know German, so we can find a Frenchman who knows German and talk to these Germans through translation." Fang Shimei suggested, "My French is good, too. I can do French translation."
"There is no need to take such a big circle to translate, and the language will lose its meaning. Are you the only flower in our army for you to translate? Let Bai Maoyang ghost see that we have lost a lot all day … "
"Where have you been as a gentleman?" Party twelve younger sister heard these complaints from Zhang Yiping, but suddenly she got up and smiled and said with a teasing tone.
The British army fought back crazily and was smashed by the 32nd Regiment, which attacked the train.
This batch of British troops are very determined to fight. After the first wave of attack was crushed by the Chinese team, despite heavy casualties, a new round of attack was quickly organized to drive the 32 nd regiment out while the train was unstable
At noon, the clouds became thicker and darker, and the sky became cloudy. Then it started to rain again, and there was a little fog on the ground with some snow.
The British took advantage of the number of troops to quickly adjust their deployment and organize a new counterattack.
The strikers of the two armies collided in the train, and there was a fierce spark in generate.
The 32nd Regiment’s fierce attack gave the enemy a head-on blow and repelled the enemy’s attack. Step by step, the British were pushed out of the train.
On both sides, artillery shells hit the railway subgrade gravel and exploded one after another. The smoke was wrapped in raindrops and fog became dark.
Zhang Yiping got into a train car and a shell exploded around it, causing dust on the roof of the car to fall down one after another, even the thick wheels shook.
"The weather is raining at this time," Zhang Yiping complained.
Fang Shimei also got into this carriage and patted the beads of rain. "God, I’d rather it snowed than see it splashed with mud and water, and the blood-red mud was disgusting."
Zhang Yiping looked out from the window of the carriage. When the rain fell outside like silk threads, he didn’t think about it. At first glance, he thought it was a little heavy.
A gust of wind blew his face not far from the explosion heat wave, and the explosion fire kept flashing. A heavy machine gun was set up on the roof of a train in front of it. In the rain and fog, the flame from the muzzle was dark blue instead of orange.
Huang Chengcheng’s shell dropped off the tin roof with the dull machine gun "Hua La" and then bounced off the rail like rain. A group of 32 regiment soldiers bypassed the next carriage and pairs of military boots made a "wiping" sound when they stepped on the shell.
"It’s raining too hard outside. Let’s take shelter here first." Sister Fang said to Zhang Yiping.
Zhang Yiping filled the magazine with bullets and said, "When the enemy forces are dominant, we are here to shelter from the rain at this time?"
"You are the commander-in-chief. It’s reasonable that you don’t fight in person."
"I am a gunman first and then the commander in chief. If we are a gunman in our regiment, we must pick up our guns at any time. The officers have to rush to the front line even more because the officers have the strongest fighting capacity."
"But you are a woman, you are an exception. Twelve sisters, you can avoid the rain here. It’s not good in this tin can. You can run if you want to run." Zhang Yiping said the gun and rushed into the rain
Party twelve sisters pulled a helmet and followed Zhang Yiping into the rain.
Zhang Yiping bypassed the roof of the train in front, and the heavy machine gun was just about to be withdrawn and moved to a place further ahead. Two machine gunners were carrying machine guns, and an ammunition hand came first, dragging a box of bullets and panting. When I saw Zhang Yiping, I cried, "Brother, help me. I am too tired to have strength."
Zhang Yiping reached out with one hand to grab the magazine, and the other hand followed the twelve younger sisters behind her, but she cried, "Did your little commander dare to boss around?"
The gunner looked up and saw Zhang Yiping’s face and his shoulder rank, and hurriedly cried, "I’m not tired. I’ll just do it myself." Then he threw a box of bullets on his shoulders and flew after the gunner in front.
"Who is this prick? Let me know that I have to be confined for a few days, "said Fang Shimei." I just said that if I don’t have the strength, how can I have the strength to carry such a heavy thing and run fast? "
Zhang Yiping shook his head. "You have to run if you are so scared and tired."
The bigger the rain, the more Zhang Yiping crawled to the front and the rubble made him ache.
There are two British corpses in front of Zhang Yiping, and their chests are still bleeding and losing their blood. The faces of the corpses are horribly white, and opening their eyes and expanding their pupils to look up at the sky has added a lot of fear.
Behind Zhang Yiping is a locomotive of a train. The British army’s stray bullets hit the locomotive like hot bricks.
Behind him came a voice, "Commander, how about we have a shot?"
Zhang Yiping turned his head, but it was Zeng Dawa, the head of the 32nd regiment. He was followed by his correspondent and staff officer-the headquarters of his regiment.
Zhang Yiping tasted otherwise, followed by Fang Shimei, a soldier of his guard company.
"Dare to challenge my marksmanship!" Zhang Yiping said, "Tell you what, you are in charge of the left side of the front building, and I am in charge of the right side to see who has killed the British there."
Chapter 25 End with one shot
With a small number of Chinese regiments and Zhang Yiping’s body, it is often necessary for military commanders to kill the front line. It is very common for the military to set the headquarters as the front line into a mobile headquarters like Zeng Dawa.
Chinese regiment marksmanship respects a Chinese regiment officer. If his marksmanship is poor, it is difficult to command his officers and men, but the real marksmanship can be obtained on the battlefield. Therefore, an officer must prove his ability in front of him.
The 32nd Regiment is a newly formed infantry regiment. Although the soldiers are all trained from the new barracks, there are still many military backbones who are almost as qualified as Zeng Dawa, and their battlefield experience and marksmanship are no worse than Zeng Dawa.
Zeng Dawa must do her own thing if she wants to completely control the 32 nd regiment, and the most capable person is of course the real kung fu on the battlefield
Zeng Dawa played against Zhang Yiping because he wanted to prove his ability. Although he knew that he could not compete with Zhang Yiping, it was enough for him to prove his strength if he didn’t lose too badly against Zhang Yiping.
Zeng Dawa ordered to the left and right, "Control the wings and don’t let other British people disturb me and the commander in chief."
Behind him, the staff took two correspondents and promised to go and carry out the orders.
Zhang Yiping and Zeng Dawa both filled the rifle magazine with bullets at the same time, which seemed to be done by one person. However, it seems that Zhang Yiping moved a little faster, but Zeng Dawa moved like Zhang Yiping, but the similarity was too terrible.
However, it’s not surprising that hundreds of thousands of people in the whole Chinese regiment practice marksmanship in Gun King Tong. Their standard movements are all due to Zhang Yiping, but Zeng Dawa’s marksmanship training is a very rigorous person. His imitation is most like Zhang Yiping’s.
