乌云翻滚,转眼便抹去满天星辰,积云迅速向下压,雨腥味已经弥漫下来。刷,一道明亮的闪电,“轰——轰——轰”惊雷炸响,大地为之一颤。“下雨了。”一个战士从梦中惊醒地说了一声。窗外,狂风大作,电闪雷鸣,骤雨马上就要来临。而此刻,阵地里6门火炮还裸露在外,民兵们把它们看得比生命还重要,即使生一丁点儿锈,也会心疼啊!战士们起来了,领导也起来了, Dark clouds rolling, an instant they will erase the stars, cumulus quickly down, the smell of rain has been filled. Brush, a bright lightning, “boom - boom - boom ” thunder explosion, the earth one tremble. “It rained. ” A warrior awakened from a dream. Outside the window, the wind gusts, lightning thunder, showers coming soon. At the moment, however, the six artillery units in the battlefield were still exposed, and the militias regarded them as more important than life. Even if they gave birth to rust, they would feel distressed. The warriors rose and their leadership rose.