The man who had no time to know his name turned his head and looked at the sign next to the bunker with the battlefield post office. He looked at Wei Ran with Qi Yi's eyes, and then used all his strength to move one hand to his chest.

However, before he could say anything, his hand lost strength and fell on his collapsed chest.

"boom!"

Another explosion was so close. In the violent tremor, a large amount of soil was shaken down inside the bunker, and more soil was smashed down, almost burying the internationalist warrior who had just died.

He sighed weakly, Wei Ran, who had been blocking the entrance and exit of the bunker, poked out most of his body, pulled the soldier in again, then unbuttoned his coat and took out the things inside.

This is a canvas pocket that is only the size of a file bag from later generations. It has no closure, so I recognized it at a glance that it turned out to be the flag.

He looked at Yu Yanlin, who was a little flustered behind him, and Wei Ran opened the cloth pocket and looked at it.

There is a neatly stacked tri-color flag inside, and a sealed envelope.

I picked up the envelope and took a quick look. The address above finally pointed to Marseille, France, and the recipient was a woman named Jeanne.

While the shelling outside was not over, Wei Ran opened the flag as quickly as possible and took a look.

This has been written in French and German, "Fight for your freedom and our freedom", and on the other hand, a triangle star has been put on.

Before the two of them could say anything, the shelling from the opposite side also stopped.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Go out quickly! They are going to call!"

Wei Ran said, and had stuffed the flag back into the canvas pocket and threw it to the corner of the bunker. He belonged to Clermont's backpack and ran out over the warrior who had turned into a corpse.

There was no time to see the wounded in the surrounding trenches, Wei Ran stepped onto the platform as fast as possible and looked out through the shooting hole.

At this time, the opponent had already begun to advance here under the cover of several tanks.

Among these tanks are a French Renault FT-17, a Truvia A4, which was born to Franco after drinking, and a dirt tank that looks like a tractor-made. There is even an Italian L3 and a German 1 hiding at the back.

"Open fire!"

Afar from the trench, someone shouted in French and then blew the whistle again.

With the order issued, the sound of rifles, machine guns, submachine guns and even pistols fired on the trench line.

After looking at Yu Yanlin who was standing not far away, Wei Ran retracted his attention, poked out the muzzle of the rifle calmly, aiming at the small Italian tank that was suppressing with a machine gun.

"Bang!"

As the gunfire sounded, half of the head that had accidentally appeared in the small tank was lifted by a bullet. The driver of the tank seemed to be startled and subconsciously controlled the tank to run faster. Obviously, he accidentally stepped on the accelerator.

Wei Ran, who had already re-engaged, did not care about the small tank that was almost rushing towards him. On the contrary, the tank's small mistake made the soldiers following him reveal a fatal flaw - their cover was gone.

Almost as Wei Ran pulled the trigger to the side steel plate of the earthen tank diagonally in front, a Lewis machine gun not far away also opened fire, covering the soldiers who had lost their cover in front of Wei Ran with dense bullets.

Until this time, the driver of the small tank finally stopped while controlling the tank, and then tried to control the tank to retreat.

"Click"

Wei Ran put a third bullet on the rifle in his hand, aimed at the observation window of the small tank that was close to him and pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

The crisp gunshots of provocative sounded by, and Wei Ran pushed the bullets as fast as possible to load them, aiming at the top of the tank and preparing for it.

"Yanlin!"

Wei Ran shouted, "Fire at the observation window of the tank in front of me! Keep shooting!"

"good!"

Yu Yanlin next to him immediately responded, moved the muzzle and pulled the trigger towards the small tank observation window that was less than 100 meters away.

After this another provocation, the driver of the small tank finally decided to do something!

At this time, there is no point in retreating or moving forward. He needs to make the machine gun of this tank move!

"Bang!"

Almost as he moved sideways to the arms of the corpse next to him, and then accidentally exposed his little half of his head, Wei Ran decisively pulled the trigger and clearly saw the blood mist brought by the bullet's impact.

"Battle something else!"

Wei Ran shouted in Chinese to remind Yu Yanlin, and at the same time he moved the muzzle slightly and continued to pull the trigger again towards the earth tank that was still moving slowly towards the trench line.

He was naturally not the only one who fired at the tank. Under the concentrated fire of numerous firepower, the other tanks also disappeared one after another.

At this time, the distance between the two sides had been narrowed to within a hundred meters. Under the strafing of machine guns, most of the enemies who rushed up chose to lie on the ground, and a few hidden behind tank bunkers threw grenades from Spain or Italy towards the positions here.

Aiming at the chassis gap of the tank in front of him, he pulled the trigger again. Wei Ran pressed the last bullet on his body into the bullet cabin, and shouted, "Yanlin! How many bullets do you have?!"

"There are...there are only ones in the gun!" Yu Yanlin said, but pulled the trigger again.

"Don't fire it first! Leave at least two bullets!" Wei Ran reminded, "Go to the surrounding corpses and search for them! Collect some bullets!"

"good!"

Yu Yanlin immediately put down the weapon in his hand, hugged and ran to the wounded and killed soldiers not far away, collecting weapons and ammunition that the two could use as fast as possible.

Soon, he brought back a few magazines and handed them to Wei Ran. When he ran back for the second trip, he had already added a Spanish-made mp28 submachine gun in his hand, and in his other hand, he was pinching two grenades.

"Brother Wei, see what I have found!" Yu Yanlin ran back and asked.

“Good luck”

While Wei Ran spoke, he had already taken the Spanish-made barrel grenade in his hand and the Polish-made defensive grenade.

"Do you want to use the flower mechanism?" Yu Yanlin asked.

"You keep it for use"

Wei Ran waved his hand, "When they get closer, then fight, don't hold on, be careful to save bullets, and continue looking for bullets now."

"yes!"

Yu Yanlin responded seriously, then took out the revolver that Qianwei Lan gave him not long ago and returned it. Then, carrying the submachine gun, he hugged and ran to the corpse a little further away.

After a while of delay, the enemy on the opposite side had already begun to crawl forward under the cover of the machine gun behind him.

If there is no effective counterattack method next, trench war will probably be launched later.

"Bang!"

Once again, Wei Ran knocked down a soldier who had climbed up while the machine gun was covered, and he slightly turned sideways and puts bullets on the barrel of the gun again.

At this time, because of the obstruction of the small tank not far away, he was in the blind spot of the machine gun on the opposite side, allowing him to attack the enemies in front of him with almost no restrictions before those enemies crossed the tank.

With a gunshot next to another, the task of killing at least 10 enemies was completed by him first. The enemies finally crossed the tank and began to suppress him and the trenches around him.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Squatting down and hiding back to the trench, Wei Ran threw the rifle aside, picked up a stone and threw it out with force. Then he immediately pulled off the pull ring of the Polish defensive grenade, swung his arm and threw it out with force again.

Mo counted for about three seconds, and almost as the defensive grenade that had just been thrown out exploded, he also threw the second grenade out again.

At the same time, Yu Yanlin also ran back. At this time, he had an additional backup magazine for a submachine gun in his hand, and he also took out a second Polish-made defensive grenade and several additional rifle magazines.

"Give me the grenade"

Wei Ran had already stepped onto the platform again as he spoke, and then he saw the enemies who had just stood up, being covered by the second grenade he threw out of the explosion, and then lying to the ground.

"Stop pressing bullets"

Wei Ran urged, "Hold your rush...be prepared with your flower mechanism. When I ask you to hit, you will hit the fan and hit it until you get empty!"

"good!"

Yu Yanlin immediately responded, and Wei Ran immediately took out the box cannon and adjusted it to the continuous shooting mode.

After just waiting for a while, the enemies also climbed up again under the cover of machine guns, and their weapons were replaced with grenades.

"beat!"

Wei Ran said, but deliberately slowed down and left the enemy a little time to pull out the grenade safety ring, and then set the box cannon in his hand flat, and each shot a fan with Yu Yanlin, who was only one meter apart.

After this round of adventure with intentional arithmetic and unintentional attack, a machine gun suddenly began to suppress them, preventing them from retracting into the trenches.

"Are injured?!"

Wei Ran and Yu Yanlin shouted at each other in unison.

"No!" The two of them gave each other's answers again.

Using the cover of clothes, he took out a 20-round magazine from the Long March shoulder pole and replaced it with the box cannon. Wei Ran was about to get up but found a grenade that looked about the size of a pulsating bottle flew straight in from his head!

"grass!"

Wei Ran felt a chill that reached the top of his head, and without thinking, he grabbed the grenade that weighed less than one pound and threw it back in a nearly dunk manner!

"boom!"

After the dull explosion, he felt that the trench trembled, and his ears were buzzing and no other sounds could be heard. The soil on the top of the trench behind him was blown up so that he almost buried him.

Waving his hand at Yu Yanlin who seemed to be shouting something at him, Wei Ran, who was temporarily deaf, shakingly turned around and lay down to the side of the blown trench that was almost "breaking the dike", holding a box cannon with a 20-round capacity magazine, and once again fired a dense fan.

Almost as his magazine was empty, several Soviet-made T26 tanks also drove out from the forest on the other side of the trench behind him, and began to strafuse with machine guns through the trench.

Under such a close range, the enemies who had already rushed to the trench immediately began to retreat in a hurry.

At the same time, a few T-26 tanks also drove through simple bridges mounted on the trenches and entered the battlefield.

"Charge! Charge! Charge!" Someone from afar issued a counterattack order, and then blew a whistle.
Chapter completed!