It was all around, and people were running backwards, and no one helped them.

"Don’t go around. If you want to live, go around …" The sergeant shouted as he ran, "This way! Henry, don’t go astray … come here. Everyone has a care … "The sergeant shouted. He tried his best to keep his team intact, including Stilwell
Stilwell has no room in such a chaotic place. He can follow them mechanically … and escape.
After running through the village, the people in front suddenly stopped. Looking through the gap in the crowd, they found a group of people with military police armbands side by side with dark blue armbands printed with white "P" letters. They all raised rifles in their hands and faced the retreating soldiers head-on like a second lieutenant. The military police officer shouted "Stop …" with a megaphone in his left hand and a pistol in his right hand.
The routed troops were stopped and taken to a ditch by the group of gendarmes. The soldiers were automatically combined according to their ranks.
Stilwell’s rank is a school, so he naturally becomes a leader, but it’s too messy here, and he can also temporarily assume the position of platoon leader.
In less than twenty minutes, China appeared in the field of vision, and their speed was not fast, at least not as fast as that of the defeated troops who had just escaped, nor as fast as that of Stilwell.
Their queue is very sparse, but it’s like death has passed and there is no trace of life, just like even grass plants will wither
There is a line of American soldiers lying in this drainage ditch. He nervously sticks his rifle out of the ditch to aim at the people who are approaching China.
Close to Stilwell’s palm, I felt a sweat.
Nervous, a lieutenant next to China was 200 meters away, but his hand on Stilwell’s side ignored the order there
After China, people bent lower, they moved faster and kept walking the "S" line, which made it difficult to aim.
120 meters "free shooting!" Stilwell gave an order to his temporary department, but his voice just fell across the street. The China people also shot them at the muzzle and sprayed flames. They also ran all the way with guns.
"Snow, snow …" A series of sounds sounded, and a series of blood fog was sprayed from the ditch.
"Kevin!" The sergeant cried. A soldier next to him was shot in the head and fell on his back.
"Jim …" Sergeant shouted again "Jackson, Henry, Fred, Edwin, Dennis …" Sergeant Colin shouted their names. These people were hit almost at the same time in an instant, just like being hit by the same bullet, but they fell to the ground in a different way. They were pushed on their backs by the impact of the bullet and fell into the gentle slope opposite the ditch. There’s a soft inverted ditch bottom with a body.
They were shot in the forehead, but some helmets were punctured, and some bullets swept past them, because they looked up too high
After a round of guns, the ditch can survive but 30%
Sergeant Colin squatted in the ditch and shouted, "What shall we do? They are all dead. They are all dead. What shall we do?"
Someone has climbed the ditch and escaped, but the ditch is flat outside, and there is nothing to hide. It takes a lot of luck to escape without being hit by China bullets. Many people were hit by China bullets from that moment on.
But it’s better than waiting to die in a ditch to get out. At least there’s a chance. If you stay here, you’re dead.
"Run, Sergeant Colin!" Stilwell cried
The former Stilwell didn’t really want to run, but this time he consciously initiated it. Because he didn’t run, he would die, and it was meaningless to die. It was meaningless to resist in front of such a powerful opponent.
"run!" At the same time, the two men called for crossing the ditch and dared not get up immediately. Instead, they landed on all fours and climbed like turtles for a while, and then they were lucky enough to find another drainage ditch and cover the ditch at a 90-degree angle.
Bend low and stumble along this small drain and run forward. I don’t know how long it took, but I jumped into a pond. Two people dare not stop and drip all the way along the pond.
There is a water intake canal opposite the pond that smells bad, so I can’t think of so much. The two of them soaked in the canal and moved on. The surface of the canal was covered with algae, and the two of them wiped their faces with mud, so it was convenient and hidden.
Both of them stuck their heads out in the water, and as soon as they heard any noise, such as footsteps and guns, they plunged their heads into the water, even though it smelled bad.
All the way to the end of this canal, both of them were out of breath. Sergeant Colin complained, "Let’s go out. I’m dying of fumigation!" "
Some dilapidated buildings on the shore of the two people gave off a smell of pig manure. Originally, this was a pig farm, but now it seems to have been abandoned. They just discharged pig manure through that canal.
"Where are you hurt?" Stilwell asked
"It’s like a little knee."
"Can you still run?"
"yes!" Sergeant bullet said
"Well, let’s get out of here. China people are coming. They run very fast."
Bow down along a field path and run along it. Behind them, the gun rang closely as if it were following them closely.
This kind of small caliber artillery is made by China people. Mortars are very light and can be broken down into several pieces. It is very convenient for soldiers to walk on their shoulders. These small guns often become nightmares of British and French allied forces.
"No, the direction is wrong!" After running for a while, Stilwell said that the sergeant stopped, and the sweat on his forehead kept falling, and his foot was injured. At this time, his physical strength had reached its limit.
"We should go this way," Stilwell said, taking the lead in diagonally crossing the field farmland.
Colin gritted his teeth and couldn’t keep up with him. He was getting slower and slower.
Stilwell looked back at him and said, "Go ahead and I’ll follow you later!" " But before the words were finished, he sat down on the ground, and he really couldn’t support it.
Stilwell quickly pulled his arm to get up and said, "Sergeant, get up quickly and hold on for a while. I’ll help you. Don’t be discouraged. It’s hard to get up again once you get discouraged."
The two men walked a little further to see that they had almost dumped the China people, and the gun was not so fierce. Two talents sat down at Tanabe.
As soon as Sergeant Colin collapsed, Stilwell cut his trousers and found that his thigh was scratched by shrapnel near his knee. The meat had been rolled up, and the water in the canal was not clean just now. At this time, the wound was red and infected.
Sergeant Colin’s backpack is very waterproof. Hit the backpack and find out the first-aid kit to dress his wound. Only then did Stilwell find that his pants and arms were bleeding. Colin and his first-aid kit helped Stilwell dress the wound.
Colin could hardly move his legs and Stilwell was badly hurt. Even Stilwell himself felt incredible. How did he come so far?
This kind of situation can only happen in extreme fear and tension. Stilwell is very suspicious that even if his legs are broken, he can still run forward with residual parts.
"If only we all had the perseverance to fight China," Stilwell said to himself.
The two men helped each other and walked for a long time. It was already dark, but fortunately, they found one of their own and a large number of American troops. This scene made Stilwell feel a little relieved.
The two men were carried into the ambulance, which was full of wounded people. A medic cleared their wounds again and sent them to the field hospital to be continued.
Chapter 42 The Battle of Orleans (17)
Zhang Yiping took his guard company like a walk on the battlefield. There was no fighting. The American army was defeated by the Chinese regiment. The gunmen of the Chinese regiment had cast a shadow of terror in their hearts. Their fighting will was not strong and their foundation was fragile.
Moreover, the US military lost most of its heavy weapons in a battle, which did not pose a threat to the Chinese regiment.
Persimmons should be picked and squeezed, which is why Zhang Yiping has to cross the river to beat Americans.
The troops advanced very fast, and Zhang Yiping had to follow quickly
But those experts who have been staying behind without fighting thugs are a little unhappy
When Pan 500 was marching, he muttered, "The Yankees are like a big fat pig, the 16th Division and the foreign corps. Those guys eat braised pork with red bellies and braised elbows, and we … can’t even get half a catty of pig water …"
Tugen suddenly opened his eyes and sucked up a dream. He generally cried, "Braised pork with braised elbow … Hey, it’s delicious …"
"Eat your pie, Tugen … it makes my stomach growl …" Pan Wubai complained.
"It’s not time for dinner yet. I’d better take a nap while I’m grasping," Tugen said
"I’m a little hungry, too." Zhang Yiping suddenly said that he sniffed and pricked up his ears.
"What do you smell? Is there a restaurant or bar in front of the commander in chief? Or is it a rich French family … Do you have a beautiful daughter, even a mature woman … "Pan 500 asked eagerly, because Zhang Yiping sometimes has a very sensitive sense of smell and amazing hearing, and can smell the fragrance of food far away and tell whether a woman or a man is a beautiful woman or an old woman.
"There are no restaurants, wineries, French families and beautiful women, but there are two pigs. Do you want them?" Zhang Yiping said, "I heard a pig barking. I don’t know if I heard your novel braised elbow and braised pork …"
"Absolutely not. We have confidence in the commander-in-chief …" Pan Wubai called "Tugen, hurry up and have roast pork to eat."
Tugen people woke up and ran to a bungalow in front with Pan 500. Er Ga waved and took a group of people from all directions.
This is an ordinary residence. When Pan Wubai and Tugen ran forward, they heard a special noise. They hurriedly followed the scene in front of their backyard, which surprised them. It turned out that there were two lively pigs humming their mouths in the backyard lawn and trying to arch the ground.
"I can’t believe my eyes. These are two little pigs," Tugen said.

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