The blood of the Anti-Japanese War stained the mountains and rivers

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Amidst the roar of the devil's machine gun, the loud and sonorous military song penetrated the boundless night and the battlefield filled with gunpowder. Countless Chinese soldiers fought bloody battles to defend their homes and the country. Facing the enemy's artillery fire, it was tragic and tragic.

From ancient times to the present, China has never lacked bloody soldiers. It is precisely because of their bravery and meaninglessness that the happiness and well-being of the people today have been exchanged.

Text Chapter 155 Temporary Commander

A group of people were rushing in the alley that was flickering and dark, and the gunshots from Beita Temple made them freeze, and they all stopped and turned to look in the direction of the gunshots. ????

"There may still be our people over there." Yang Dashu judged with a machine gun in his arms.

Yang Ling didn't speak, but listened attentively. There was only the sound of the devil's crooked light machine gun, and no other gunshots. This was not a battle. The devil had no reason to waste bullets for no reason. Suddenly his heart sank. Possibly a massacre.

"Su Er, what's that place over there?" Yang Ling was not familiar with the terrain in Suzhou City, so he immediately asked Su Er who was standing beside him.

"That's the Beita Temple..." Su Er replied, suddenly remembering that a few days ago, a car transported a group of wounded soldiers there, and hurriedly added: "It seems that some wounded soldiers who were withdrawn from the front lived in the temple. "

"It's broken!" Hearing Su Er's words, Yang Ling yelled inwardly that something was wrong. If there were really wounded soldiers from the National Revolutionary Army over there, hearing the gunshots from the devils, they must be in dire straits now.

"Su Er, you lead the way, let's go to Beita Temple!" Although he didn't know if the wounded soldiers had met with murderous hands, Yang Ling decided to go back and have a look.

A group of people turned their heads hastily, the front team changed to the rear team, and trotted along the dark streets and alleys towards Beita Temple.

Su Er was born in Suzhou and grew up in Suzhou. He is very familiar with every plant and tree in the city. Although it was a dark night, he led the way and took a shortcut. Yang Ling and the others quickly arrived at the outskirts of Beita Temple.

On the streets of Beita Temple, there was a patrol team of ghost soldiers. Yang Ling and the others didn't dare to get too close. They got into the yard and climbed to the roof. From a distance, they could see the corpses lying on the brightly lit square. The wounded soldiers and policemen were all slaughtered. At this moment, the ghost soldiers are lifting corpses one by one and throwing them into the gasoline fire, burning the corpses.

"Damn devils! They killed all those wounded soldiers!" Yang Dashu stared at the square with red eyes, seeing those moving devil soldiers, he gritted his teeth with hatred.

The other rout soldiers also clenched their fists tightly in anger. These devils were not as good as soldiers and beasts, and they didn't even spare the wounded soldiers.

Su Er, who was lying on the roof, regretted it in his heart at this moment. How could he not have remembered that there are so many wounded soldiers here? If they had come earlier, maybe they would not have died. He was pulling his head fiercely at this moment. , full of guilt, he hated himself for being incompetent.

"Company commander, let's fight and avenge those dead brothers!" Yang Dashu asked for a fight with red eyes.

Yang Ling's eyes swept over the faces of the angry soldiers, and saw that they were all filled with righteous indignation. He gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "Let's beat him upside down tonight!"

The devil's act of slaughtering the wounded soldiers completely angered Yang Ling. His original idea was to try his best to gather up the scattered soldiers. If he could save more people, he would save them first, so as to avoid direct contact with the devils.

Because Yang Ling knew that the devils were in full swing now, and the victory in the Battle of Songhu was unstoppable. If he wanted to fight the devils, he would only hit the stones with eggs and waste these brave veterans in vain.

The National Revolutionary Army suffered nearly 30 casualties in the First World War in Songhu, most of whom were veterans and elites who dared to fight hard. These people died so that the army lost its backbone and its backbone was broken. It is difficult to recover the state within a short period of time, so he has been searching and rescuing veterans along the way, hoping to preserve these essences and play a greater role in the future.

Therefore, along the way, unless Yang Ling had no other choice, he avoided contact with the Devils' troops. He wanted to prevent the surviving veterans from causing too many casualties, and deliberately suppressed the soldiers' mentality of seeking war.

But now that these veterans were filled with righteous indignation, he knew that if he blindly suppressed the anger in their hearts, they would lose the spirit of daring to fight. The so-called no longer explode in silence, they will perish in silence.

Seeing the devils slaughtering the wounded soldiers, Yang Ling couldn't hold back his breath, so he planned to fight a vigorous battle in Suzhou City, to vent the grievances in his heart these days, and to wipe out the arrogance of the devil soldiers.

Yang Ling and the others searched and rescued all night. At this moment, more than 100 stragglers have gathered around them. There are more than 300 brothers in the building in the west of the city. There are more than 400 veterans in total, looking at the arrogant devils on the Beita Temple Square Bing, Yang Ling exuded a strong murderous aura.

Although Yang Ling wanted to have a vigorous fight to commemorate those dead brothers, he was not a reckless person. He knew that devil soldiers were not easy to deal with, and they would all join in if they were not careful. A loss-making business, this is what he doesn't want to see.

So Yang Ling wanted to send someone back to ask Wu Jiang to transfer the wounded out of the city overnight after he settled his concerns, and bring the rest of the brothers to join him, so that he could be sure to fight the devils.

"What, he's going to hit the devil's headquarters!" When Yang Ling sent a soldier back to the dilapidated small building where they were hiding in the west of the city to convey orders to Wu Jiang, unfortunately Liu Ming, the regimental deputy who had been knocked out by him, woke up.

They are now mud bodhisattvas who cannot protect themselves when they cross the river. They are surrounded by devil soldiers. If they are not careful, the whole army will be wiped out. Not thinking about how to get out safely, Yang Ling took people out to search and rescue those stragglers who had woken up all over the city. Liu Ming, the deputy of the regiment, was worried.

But now Yang Ling still wants to be a big ticket, to fight the headquarters of the devil soldiers, how can this not make Liu Ming angry, this is simply a joke about the lives of the brothers, he will never agree.

"Go back and tell Yang Ling, don't mess around, quickly withdraw to me, and hurry out of the city before dawn, or you won't be able to leave after dawn." Although Liu Ming was injured, his head was still clear. He knew the command of the devil soldiers. Department means something.

Is the headquarters of the devil soldiers so easy to fight?That's a hornet's nest!Stuck a hornet's nest and want to get out safely?There is no door, Liu Ming resolutely stopped Yang Ling's crazy behavior, this is courting death.

Although Liu Ming said something, the soldier who came back to convey the order to Wu Jiang said with a look of embarrassment: "Our company commander said, it is useless for you to stop him, Deputy Liu Tuan, you have already handed over the command to It was given to him, and now he is in charge of directing the battle."

"When did I hand over the command to him!" Liu Ming just woke up and his mind was still not clear.

Li Tiezhu coughed and reminded in a low voice: "Deputy regiment, when the broken building was surrounded by devils, you let the agent surnamed Yang command the breakout..."

Liu Ming was breathless when he heard this. When he said this, he didn't want to drag Yang Ling and the others to evacuate with one of his wounded, but asked Yang Ling to lead them to evacuate. Who knew that Yang Ling would knock him out and bring him out. It's not yet considered the account of knocking him out, but this kid actually acted like a tiger, and even took a chicken feather as an arrow.

"I'm awake now, and the command has been taken back. Now I'm the one who has the final say. Go back and let him withdraw. If you violate the order, you have to tie me back!" Liu Ming trembled angrily, pointing at the man. The soldiers ordered.

The soldier didn't move, he looked eagerly at Wu Jiang who was standing there silently, and the regimental deputy Liu Ming turned his head to look at Wu Jiang again: "Company Commander Wu, do you want to disobey orders too?!"

"Vice Tuan, you'd better sleep for a while." Wu Jiang went down with a knife, and Liu Ming fainted happily again.

"You!" Li Tiezhu looked at Liu Ming being knocked out again, and pointed at the calm Wu Jiang, speechless angrily. These people were getting more and more courageous.

"Company Commander Li, the city is dangerous, so hurry up and evacuate with the regimental lieutenant." Wu Jiang ignored Li Tiezhu's astonished expression, and began to speak in an orderly tone.

Main text Chapter 156

Shao Zuo Shotaro Toshi was very tired. After dealing with the Chinese wounded soldiers in Beita Temple, he returned to the temporary camp, washed up and fell into a deep sleep.

Their No.18 regiment has been fighting with the Chinese squadron in the Shanghai area for several months, and they are already exhausted, but in order to capture Nanjing, they are all holding their breath and chasing the defeated Chinese squadron, in order to conquer The supreme glory of the enemy capital.

The Chinese stragglers and rogues in Suzhou City have almost been wiped out. Tosho Taro didn't take those Chinese soldiers with weak combat power too much in mind. He had his own friendly army to eliminate them. What he needs now is to recharge his energy and continue to march towards Wuxi tomorrow. , with a view to conquering Nanjing as soon as possible.

But Taro Tojo was woken up by the fierce gunshots outside not long after he fell asleep. He sat up from the bed in a jerk, and shouted to the outside: "What's the matter with the gunshots outside?!"

A communications staff officer hurriedly opened the door and entered: "Sir, the direction of the Wing Headquarters has been attacked by a small group of Chinese troops."

Hearing that the coalition was attacked by the Chinese army, Shao Zuo Shoutaro frowned. The Chinese army had already been defeated by them. How could he have the courage to take the initiative to attack? If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. He immediately ordered: " Send someone to the alliance to ask what's going on?"

"Hayi!" The communication staff responded and hurriedly turned and left.

The gunshots outside were still fierce, and Shao Zuo Shotaro was disturbed by the noise, and he got up cursingly and got dressed to prepare for support.

At this moment, the temporary station at the No.18 Regiment Headquarters has become a mess, crackling gunshots everywhere, and countless Chinese soldiers in gray uniforms started to attack them from both ends of the long street without warning. Onslaught.

The devil soldiers were already exhausted from the long journey, and the continuous victories made them a little paralyzed. Facing the sudden attack of the commando led by Yang Ling, the devil soldiers guarding the two teams outside the yard were almost blown away by the wind before they could react. Bullets rained down on the ground.

The ghost soldiers who were injured and survived screamed in pain, curled up on the ground and crawled into the yard, trying to avoid the whizzing bullets, a bloody band was dragged out of the ground.

Holding a [-] rifle, Yang Lingping put a Japanese machine gun glove that kept pulling the trigger of the machine gun into the front sight. With his index finger slightly bent, the bullet turned into a meteor and sank into the Japanese machine gunner with a crisp impact sound. body, the Devil's machine gun mounted on the sandbag suddenly went silent.

The devil's radiation hands immediately pushed aside the dead devil's main shooter, pointed the machine gun at Yang Ling and the others with both hands and pulled the trigger again. A long point shot came over. , Like a poisonous snake, knocked down the two national army soldiers who couldn't dodge.

The national army soldier who was hit immediately fell to the ground clutching his bloody arm, and the rifle in his hand fell out, screaming in pain, and the two soldiers behind immediately dragged him to the wall against the whizzing bullets. Rescue from behind.

Deadly bullets were flying on the street. The platoon leader Qin Shou was hiding behind the sandbags in a wretched way. He kept bumping into the melon grenade and smashed it in the direction of the devil soldiers. The rumbling explosion flashed, and the street was full of flames. .

The walls of the street trembled and fell to dust, the roof tiles fell from the house, and the bullets whizzed back and forth took away a pool of blood. The strength of the devil soldiers guarding the regiment headquarters was evenly matched with that of Yang Ling and the others, and no one could do anything about it who.

There was a pot of porridge in the front of the yard, and needles could be heard in the back of the yard. Liu Yidao led a group of brothers to lift the ladder and start climbing the wall.