Chapter 1993: One hundred and seventeen, the last sad song

　　 Dizziness, violent dizziness filled the brain. Ou Xiaobin fainted after the explosion. There was a cause of injury, but he was more tired.
The people hid in Niutoushan and passed through a large amount of snow. In the extremely harsh outdoor environment, they survived for more than a week, and they had to maintain the state of forcibly marching.
As a commander, Ou Xiaobin not only has to follow along, but also has to worry about countless trivial things. He is really tired and can't handle it anymore.
The soldiers carried Ou Xiaobin, and under the continual pursuit of the opponent, they hid in a place desperately. The building was still a complete small fuel storage depot, which was specially built for vehicles in the port. It was not large in scale and was non-military. building.
After entering the room, the soldiers used medical tweezers to buckle a lighter-sized rectangular shrapnel on Ou Xiaobin's abdomen, and used a military medical stapler to instantly suture his wound.
Ou Xiaobin lay down for a while, recovered, and asked a little dazedly: "Where have you been? Have you gotten on the boat?"
The officer next to him was silent for a while and replied: "No...no, brigade commander, we are inside the enemy fuel tank, outside...there are all people outside."
Ou Xiaobin's lips squirmed, and after a few seconds of silence, he said, "Lao Meng, are they here?"
"The other party's helicopter has jamming equipment, I... our communication equipment is malfunctioning." The officer immediately replied: "But there have been no gunshots from the shore, Lao Meng and the others must have arrived."
Ou Xiaobin supported the ground with his hands, forced himself to sit up, turned his head and glanced at the gray-faced Sichuan soldier, and asked hoarsely, "How many of us are there?"
"117," the officer accurately replied, "but...but many people are out of ammunition."
Ou Xiaobin gritted his teeth and looked at the crowd and said, "Brothers...we are a turtle in the urn, but...maybe we can't get out. I'm sorry...I promised to take you home...but I can't do it."
The soldiers looked at Ou Xiaobin and were silent, without saying a word.
"I'm gone, I don't want to be shot on my knees. After so many years of fighting, I don't want to die in a wasteful battle." Ou Xiaobin gritted his teeth and stood up, gritted his neck and shouted: "Concentrate ammunition and prepare for defense!!!"
"Yes!"
The remaining 116 people shouted neatly.
...
outdoor.
A regiment-level officer pointed to the fuel depot and asked, "How many people are there?"
"There should be more than a hundred people." A company commander called back.
"Adjust the heavy artillery and blow it up for me." The captain waved his hand and shouted.
The company commander hesitated and replied: "Regiment commander, our helicopter discovered that there may be an opponent's commander in this group of enemy forces. When they were evacuating just now, most of the soldiers were protecting the wounded soldier, and The enemy’s ammunition has almost been consumed, and we suffered weaker fire resistance when we pursued them."
The regimental commander was taken aback, and immediately adjusted his deployment: "Cancel the heavy artillery bombing, order two companies, shoot me inside, and capture the commander alive."
One minute later.
"charge!"
The soldiers of the two companies blasted gaps in the five directions of the reserve and began to attack inward.
The room was dimly lit, and the two sides not only started shooting, but also engaged in hand-to-hand combat.
At the central location of the reserve, Ou Xiaobin lighted the sub D in the rifle, took the rifle with a military thorn, and jumped directly off the cargo pile to fight the other two.
"Puff!"
With one muzzle, Ou Xiaobin kicked one person head-on, and a shot pierced directly into the opponent's neck.
When the gun was drawn, blood surged and splashed everywhere.
Ou Xiaobin turned his head to face the other person. Just about to raise the gun, two people rushed up from the left side, stabbed with the gun, and plunged directly into his abdomen from the side.
The wound that had just been stitched cracked in an instant, and blood surged.
Ou Xiaobin bent over, took a step back, pulled out the enemy's spear stabbing in his abdomen, and avoided the two of them. Holding the muzzle with his left hand and his own spear stabbing with his right hand, he immediately separated the body of the gun from the stabbing. The short-range attack method directly posted the two.
The other two wanted to turn around in a hurry, but the guns were too long, they hugged them close to each other, and it was difficult to adjust the position of the muzzle, so they could only move back.
"Puff, puff!"
Ou Xiaobin strode forward to follow, stabbing one of them twice in the neck, while the other young enemy soldier retreated two or three steps in fright.
"Kangkang!"
A Sichuan army officer rushed over, shot the scared soldier with a pistol, and stretched out his hand to support Ou Xiaobin.
"Keep on fighting! If the child D is gone, grab their guns, two can't be replaced by one, just three for one!" Ou Xiaobin roared with blood in his nostrils.
There is no way to retreat, only a battle!
In the large warehouse, there were endless shouts and killings. In the absence of sub-D, the Sichuan army repelled the first wave of the two companies with a loss of about three to one. No one surrendered and no one escaped. .
117 people, when the opponent retreated, there were only 48 people left, and all the others were killed.
Ou Xiaobin coughed up blood, looked at the officer next to him tremblingly, and said, "...Before...the army that was prepared...what about the flag?"
"Still, still!" the officer replied.
"He... they shouldn't be charging... This is the fuel depot... They will use cannon... Let's go upstairs and raise the flag." Ou Xiaobin had his head down as he spoke.
Peripheral.
The regiment-level commander looked at the two companies that ran out incredibly, and said after a long silence: "They are hopeless, they are a group of mourning soldiers... Forget it, let's not catch it, let's adjust the heavy artillery."
A few minutes later, on the second floor platform of the large warehouse.
Forty-eight Sichuan soldiers gathered together, lowered the enemy navy flag on the mast, tied the Sichuan flag to the rope, and raised it in mid-air.
The red flag spread out in the wind, 48 soldiers leaned together, unable to help but stare in the direction of Chuan Mansion.
Ou Xiaobin leaned on the mast, UU reading www.uukanshu.com lowered his head, and muttered: "Master...I am not ashamed of...your trust...May my Chuanfu...This battle will take off completely."
Ou Xiaobin had some discomforts with Wang Tianhui during the Battle of the Eight Districts. At that time, he was young and energetic. He once thought about leaving Sichuan and even went to the enemy army to develop.
But Qin Yu didn't deal with him after learning about it, and he didn't even release the news to let other colleagues know.
This move made Ou Xiaobin feel warm, and after several expansions and reorganizations of the division headquarters, he also had his place. There were seven brigades in Sichuan Prefecture. Who didn't know that Ou Xiaobin was one of the seven generals?
The trust Qin Yu gave him, he finally gave back with his precious life.
The rise of Chuanfu and the glory of recent years have his share, as well as the sacrificed officers and soldiers.
The political ecology of the Sichuan government is sparsely profitable, which may make this land lose some opportunities and resources, but it is full of human touch in some things.
The Qin family may not be strong enough today, but some of these people will have their place in the three major districts in the future, and even the entire Asian League.
I don't know when, the sound of military songs sounded on the roof of the storage warehouse, and the red flag was dancing with the wind.
"Boom boom boom!"
Suddenly, shells sounded from the periphery, and the fuel depot instantly turned into a sea of ​​flames.
In the distance, Dafang, who was about to continue to fight forward, looked at the direction that the sea of ​​fire was rising, and knew the end of Ou Xiaobin in his heart. He stopped in a daze, his eyes were full of tears.
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