(...In the final stage of each war, both sides are already withdrawing their troops, but the officers and soldiers who are separated and still fighting will not know; they do not know that the officers and officers are already drinking champagne, they will continue to fight to the death, and they are forgotten... Excerpted from "My Memories of the War of Resistance - Cao Xiaomin")

The rain suddenly stopped, but the water surface was rising. It should be that the water upstream was still falling, and it would probably take several days to retreat. The "sweet potato" suddenly saw a small black dot moving on the horizontal line in the distance, moving towards this side!

The boat! It must be a boat! With his cheering, the crowd on the top of the slope also found a boat passing by in the distance... At this time, the top of the slope opposite actually cheered!

This is a saddle-shaped slope, which is particularly high at the east and west ends. Now it is occupied by the hostile sides: on the east is half a platoon of the temporary 99th Division, while on the west is a squad of the Hatan Detachment!

"Damnor! Your good days are over! The brothers of our Grandpa, our Guojun, came!" "Garlic" yelled at the top of the slope opposite: "Our brothers are here, let's see how we deal with you, the bastards of the Doctrine Forget Sect!"

"Bah! The Japanese Imperial Army is here, just wait and feed the fish! Kowtow us now, and we will leave you a complete body..." The Japanese army from the Hatan Detachment opposite was not willing to be outdone and scolded him back...

This is not the first time they have done this. The morning before, there were ship shadows in the distance. Both sides had bullets. After being stimulated, the two groups of exhausted soldiers actually started fighting again. As a result, the current personnel of both sides remained, but the ship shadow disappeared! Later, at noon, another ship shadow appeared in the distance, but the two groups of people on the slope had run out of ammunition and food, and they were all lying on the ground lazily and no longer hitting each other. After the ship was ignored, everyone was even more silent: Have they been abandoned? Did both sides no longer search and rescue their own people? In such an environment, there was no food, and after being poured by heavy rain for two days and two nights, most of them had already weakened to the extreme. If no one came to save them, they would have to die...

"You said, what should I do if the person who came here is really a Japanese?" asked a soldier.

"What should I do? Just wait until I die, can I still fight?" "Garlic" replied weakly. He had exhausted his strength in the confrontation with the Japanese just now, and now he was lying there, enduring the hot fire in his stomach.

"Your mother is still an acting company commander..." "Sweet potato" cursed contemptuously: "Have you forgotten Chief Li's teachings? Killing one more Japanese devil is to leave an extra way for his brother..."

"It's done! There is a group of Japanese devils opposite you, go and kill, crawl over!" "Garlic" immediately replied...

They both learned to shoot guns together with veterans in Quanjiao trenches to now "garlic" has become deputy platoon commanders. The verbal battle between the acting company commanders and the other soldiers have become accustomed to it. Every time when the deputy platoon commander and the squad leader quarreled, everyone was watching the show, and the more they quarreled, they became more and more skillful, and they made everyone laugh. Of course, they didn't perform well today, and both of them were bored...

"Hey, 'garlic', to be honest, if the ship really comes this time, the Japanese ship will be dead?" "Sweet potato" suddenly stared at "garlic" very seriously and said, "Isn't this cheap? Those bastards on the opposite side?"

"That's right..." "Garlic" suddenly pondered: "Damn it, if the one who came was his own brother, it would be like playing with those bastards, but if the one who came was a Japanese, we would die without a burial place... Brothers, who can fight?"

The deputy platoon leader asked gently, everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and finally "sweet potato" expressed his opinion: "To be honest, I have weak legs when walking now, but if there are Japanese in front of me, we can still fight..." The brothers all looked at "garlic", and the squad leader's words represented the situation of all of them.

"Damn it, let's touch it and kill all those bastards!" "Garlic" said angrily: "If the brothers come, we will also have a good face; if the Japanese come, we will at least fight for a few more Japanese and leave a few more ways for the other brothers!"

The soft "shush" sound of shallow water between the two high grounds did not alert the Japanese on the slope opposite. Their watchtowers were looking at the ships in the distance, while the others were lying in an orderly row, saving energy.

The slope, which was poured by rain, was extremely slippery and difficult to climb. However, after the sneak attack team of the Kuomintang pressed his body tightly on the ground and moved up quietly for a while, they felt that their physical strength had improved and they were almost at the top of the edge...

It was almost here! A hot flash suddenly came from the body of "garlic". His body, which was originally numb by the cold and wet cotton coat, suddenly became sensitive. He felt a wave of softness all over his body...

"Chinese!" Suddenly the Japanese on the top of the slope screamed, and a Japanese looking at him slanted and found the brothers climbing up... The top of the slope was in chaos, and nearly ten Japanese suddenly had their strength and rolled apart. They imagined that there would definitely be grenades falling from the sky... There were no grenades falling! There were two grenades, but they were damp! The brothers who climbed up each held bayonets - bayonets not installed on guns, because this would be lighter. Suddenly, a group of soldiers from the national army appeared in front of the Japanese. They confronted each other for two days, and this time they realized the true face of Mount Lu!

The "garlic" rushing in front was holding two grenades that had actually been damp, and pulled out the lead and acted to pull it out: "Baby, you can raise your hands and surrender. For your ancestors, I will spare your lives!"

A Japanese man raised a small melon and rushed in front of him: "Come on! Pull it! The one who dares not pull it is his grandson! You all his mother put down the bayonet..."

The two confronted each other, while the others stumbled and seized favorable terrain...

"I dare not pull my grandson!" "Garlic" shouted and pulled the grenade and threw it at the Japanese... While the Japanese were rushing around, the other brothers rushed to the enemy one by one... "Hiss~" sounded, and the Japanese little melon was really smoking!

"Don't!..." As everyone was stunned, the companion next to the Japanese suddenly kicked the hand holding the little melon. The little melon flew to the side and rolled down the slope... With a "boom", the black smoke rose from the edges... "If you have something to discuss, everyone is Chinese..." The Japanese who kicked off the grenade suddenly turned back to Chinese!

The four Japanese were already restrained by their brothers, all injured, and their shoulders or necks were opened by bayonets, blood flowed. The remaining Japanese held guns, and the bayonets at the muzzle were swaying toward the brothers... There were many soldiers in the country, but the Japanese bayonets were installed on the gun. If you want to fight, the brothers might not have an advantage. But the national army has hostages, are the Japanese surrounded... or not? Everyone was so nervous that they were exhausted...

"I said, brothers from the National Army, we are all Chinese, there is no need to live and die like this..." The devil continued: "Let's stop fighting hard, let's make peace... In this way, if the ship coming is the ship of your army, please spare us; if the ship coming is the ship of the Japanese, we will not make things difficult for brothers..."

"Fuck! Your mother has grown up with the Japanese, and even learned these lies..." "Sweet potato" said: "We all know how you lure surrender in Nanjing..."

"This...this...this...there are still many Japanese clothes here. If the Japanese ship is coming, you can change it and pretend to be our soldiers..." The devil said: "I still have a grenade here, you can take it; if you find that we are cheating, you can pull the lead..."

"Fuck! Who knows if that is affected by the moisture?" "Sweet potato" forced him to step forward and cursed: "Or raise your hand to surrender. If our brothers come for your lives and the Japanese come, we will die together!"

"If you die, die, who is afraid of whom?" Someone among the Japanese wanted to pounce on him, but was stopped by the Japanese who came out to negotiate: "Don't, it's not worth it for us to fight like this... I don't want to die, whoever wants to die will fight, think about it, can you find a way out..."

The two groups of soldiers who had fought for two days and were fighting with their eyes suddenly became stalemate... Half an hour passed, and the ship in the distance disappeared! Suddenly, people on both sides could not hold on to it fell down. Then, the remaining people sat down, and everyone stared at each other like bullfighting, but they all felt obviously discouraged: Are we really all given up!?

"I said, we are fighting for the country and the family, and for the survival of this nation, why are you?" Suddenly, "Garlic" asked: "Why are you so desperate?"

"We?" The Japanese who took the lead and said that he didn't want to die was silent for a while and said: "If this is not the case, the Japanese will not recognize us... Besides, their families are all in Taiwan. If we surrender, they will implicate their families..." (The Japanese did not have such documents left, but Taiwanese friends said that some families were killed because they were confirmed to have their families surrendered on the battlefield.)

Everyone was silent, and everyone had a reason to fight for their own lives, for the sake of survival and for the survival of their own families!

"We shouldn't fight any more..." The Japanese suddenly said: "The belt can be eaten. We can find belts on dead people. In two days, the water may be gone. Let's have our destiny..."

Default! After everyone accepted such conditions, the two groups of people suddenly lay down like they were deflated! At this time, it was strange that many of them were secretly worried that there would be ships passing by again and that there would be ships coming, so that they would have to fight to the death... (Similar situations have occurred on many battlefields, and the compromised Japanese are really Japanese. In fact, no matter which side of the battlefield, who is willing to die is the lowest soldier on the battlefield?)

(Author: I came here to pass the manuscript today, and I accidentally found that all book friends smashed the review tickets and pushed the book with diamonds! Thank you! Thank you very much for your kindness!)
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