The Japanese artillery bombardment began again, and wooden boats and rubber boats appeared on the Huai River. A new round of Japanese attack continued at a certain time on a certain day.

The Northeast Army, which also received the supply of artillery shells, also began to fire at the Japanese army on the river with mortars.

The firepower of the Northeast Army naturally could not stop the Japanese army from crossing. So when a Japanese ship rushed to the shore, the Japanese army jumped off the ship, the enemy and us started to compete for the beachhead again.

Black smoke filled the sky, shouting to kill Lian Tian, ​​and his companions fell down amid the sound of gunfire and explosions and could no longer get up. For the participants in this battle, the scene of the battle was undoubtedly grand and bloody.

But from a broader perspective, this Huaihe River blocking battle is just a scene in the current Sino-Japanese battlefield.

This time, the Japanese army adopted the tactic of advancing north and south to try to open up the Jinpu Line and connect North China and Central China battlefields.

Obtaining Bengbu and attacking the Huaihe River defense line was the action of the Japanese army in the south, while the Japanese army in the north had conquered Ju County and Jinan, and pointed directly to Xuzhou. The Japanese army's progress in the north was much faster than in the south. The above are also just some scenes in this war.

At this time, this scene happened thousands of miles away from Xuzhou, the strategic location of the war.

In a separate courtyard and a separate second floor, a man in Zhongshan suit was politely following a man in a general-level military uniform and said, "Previous judge, please come over and talk."

The man glanced at the person in Zhongshan outfit with disgust before saying, "Leading the way forward."

Of course, he had reason to hate the messenger. At a certain stage in history, even if the people in Zhongshan suits don't have a Parker pen on their pockets, they pretended to be gentle, because they had a disgusting and fearful name - the Military Commission.

The man followed the Military Intelligence Agency out of the door. He lived on the second floor and wanted to go downstairs to take a spiral ladder outdoors.

But just as the man walked out of the door and walked down the stairs in contemplation, he found that the small courtyard where he was under house arrest was already full of soldiers carrying guns and bullets.

The soldiers all looked cold, and the look of looking at him was not as awe of a provincial official like him.

At this time, the man suddenly had a bad premonition, and he said, "You go down first, my shoes are a little squeezed, go back and change them."

After saying that, he didn't care whether the Military Intelligence Bureau spy agreed or not, so he turned around and walked back.

But just as he turned around, the gun fired.

Compared with the sharp rifle gunshots and the rapid sound of box guns, the gunshots do not sound very eye-catching, just like the small cannons played by children in the folk, because the gun used a small and exquisite jerk.

But no matter how small the gun is, it is still a gun, and it still sounded five shots in a row.

So the man in a senior officer rushed down and fell back on the spiral ladder on the second floor. His blood flowed to the steps of the stairs and then flowed downward, like a blood-colored stream.

But he still failed to die immediately. He was powerless to struggle but he was unwilling to accept it. His eyes remained as he looked at the dim sky, and his sins read out by someone in the so-called court sounded in his ears: "One, disobey the order and retreat without authorization.

2. Keep your troops unmoved and support yourself.

3. Collude with the Japanese invaders and conspire for independence.

4. Confiscate civilian guns.

Five, unleash the soldiers and harm the people.

Sixth, distribute opium.

7. Undermine judicial independence.

8. Abuse to collect and intercept national taxes and undermine the tax system.

9. Embezzle national defense funds.

Ten, disrupting finance.”

Not to mention that each item is a death sentence, but it is a serious crime. But when he was dying, he was sighing that if he wanted to add a crime, there was no need to worry about it.

In his opinion, what are the ten major sins? Isn’t that the question of who speaks big and who speaks small?

Isn’t that just because I didn’t guard Shandong and abandon Jinan? Then why should your Jiang Chiang Kai-shek’s main force hide behind me, and my people have to stand firm in front?

Isn’t that what you, Jiang, asked me for, did I not give the two mountain cannon camps? I finally pulled out the mountain cannon camps from the feathers of you iron roosters. Why give them to you again?

Isn’t that just when you asked me why I lost Jinan? 20, it’s my responsibility to lose Jinan. What’s the responsibility to lose Nanjing, the capital of the Republic of China?

That's not-

Some people are afraid of death, and some are not afraid of death. When the anti-Japanese martyrs are dying, they still have the regret of killing the thief and being unable to turn the world back. At this time, this person is not afraid of death in his heart, and he has a sense of resentment in his heart.

But qi ultimately needs to rely on the entity, just like traditional Chinese medicine says qi and blood. Blood is the mother of qi. Where can there be qi when the blood flows out?

Finally, this person didn't take it in one breath, and who knew where his resentment would float?

The superiors all have temperament. Some are tall and burly, and they look tall and straight, while others are short but they give people the feeling that they can swallow millions of soldiers!

But as a person dies, all his temperament will disappear invisibly. That is a dead person in the sense of a biological body. Who cares about what he will experience during his lifetime? Is it great good or evil, a hero who once sucks thousands of miles like a tiger, or a hero who regards killing people as much as grass.

Therefore, this person becomes humble because of his death, and becomes obscene with everyone, becomes obscene with dead people, and eventually becomes obscene with bones and in the void.

The world trend is vast and never stops because of someone. Big people die, but countless little people are still alive.

And just as the big man was ascending to his resentment, in the small Bengbu town on the north bank of the Huai River, a group of soldiers were hiding in the ruins. This group of people was Shang Zhen and the others.

"Don't let others see it!" Shang Zhen ordered in a low voice.

"Why? The Japanese didn't attack again." Ma Erhuzi asked in confusion while lowering his body.

"There are people fighting in front of us, so we just hide beside us and don't help you. Do you think it's appropriate?" Shang Zhen replied.

"What's wrong with it? They have used all the good guns." At this time, Hu Zhuzi muttered without opening any pot.

"Give you a good gun, go forward and push it. I happen to have a box cannon here!" At this time, Ma Tianfang answered.

Ma Tianfang's left arm sleeve was still there, but it had already hanged down, and it was empty inside.

Since there was only one arm left, he could only use a short gun, so his box cannon was not "borrowed" and this was also the only short gun left by Shang Zhen's group.

"What do you think I dare not put on?" Hu Zhuzi's eyes stood up again when he heard Ma Tianfang say this.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong. I forgot that you were the one who threw it away!" Ma Tian said angrily.

Yes, if Shang Zhen and his group were charged and became martyrs, the most likely one would be the Tiger Pillar.

Thinking about the time when Huzhu joined the gang, he rushed out with Shang Zhen and the others, but because of this, he left his life. Who knows who has his life?

"Shut up, don't pick up any pot without opening it!" Shang Zhen said angrily.
Chapter completed!