Chapter 77: Fire

(...How many troops were named as the main force of Chiang Kai-shek all day long and appeared in literary works, as if they were a private guard. How many people know that these five troops were all fed with the flesh and blood of the Japanese... Excerpted from "Grandpa's Memories of the War of Resistance")

"He died, you were killed by you..." Sun Changqing, who was so soulless, left a cold sentence, and said very hurtful words, completely ignoring the new recruits and the boys were crying to death.

Liu Er is dead.

The ghost on the battlefield that once survived the warlords' melee, killed countless people in the bandit suppression, and scared the Japanese in Luodian died!

If he was allowed to fight without worries in the positional guerrilla warfare, maybe he would still live and live well. But Liu Er didn't do this time. He was not fighting alone, he was an instructor, and countless new recruits wanted him to take care of!

When he was rushing up against the Japanese tank, he knew he should pretend to be dead. He quietly rolled into the trenches and disappeared when the tank's machine gunner didn't notice it. But this time it didn't work. This time there were many new recruits around him. He had to shout hidden orders loudly, waving grenades to attract the machine gunner... He died like an ignorant recruit, grabbed the stringed grenade and rushed towards the Japanese tank. He was hit by the bullets like a sieve, and was blown out of recognition by his own grenade...

Before the chaos in Suzhou, the most intense confrontation since the war started on Wangting's position. The Japanese not only pressed all the tanks that could be used, but also dispatched planes to participate in this positional entanglement battle!

The Japanese planes in the sky were unable to throw more bombs down, except for a small position on the last side of the Kuomintang army; but they all circled over the battle positions and often dived down to shoot at a certain trench...

The soldiers of the Kuomintang army are often suppressed by the opponent's firepower and then fired in the air by the plane. After the plane flew away, the Japanese were already pressed in front of them. At this time, the suicide attack that was already common in the eyes of the Japanese but still made them creepy will begin!

Starting from the battle for positions between one and two trenches, the style of pulling the grenades on their bodies and rushing towards the Japanese began to slowly penetrate into everyone's subconscious. This tragic combat method that the Sichuan Army had especially "liked" has now been used as a regular last blow by every Chinese Democratic Party soldier on the position!

The positions were gradually covered by smoke and flames. It was difficult for the Japanese aircraft to find attackable targets on the ground, but they still did not leave. They believed that as long as they existed in the sky on the battlefield, they could scare the Chinese Democratic Party soldiers. The Kuomintang military positions on the ground had been completely cut through, and groups of soldiers depended on each other to form a combat team and continued to fight the Japanese to the death.

A Japanese tank successfully crossed the Kuomintang army's positions with six infantry, was rushing back and sweeping all logistics bases. Just as the tank's black hole was aimed at a very hidden tunnel entrance that was dug upside down to prepare for shooting, it suddenly started moving on the ground on the back of the tank!

A attack point that was completely different from the floating soil on the ground was suddenly lifted under the floating soil that was laid in sacks and covered with floating soil. A Kuomintang soldier suddenly exposed his upper body; his beard was stammering, his body was covered with soil and sweat and blood, and he could no longer see his appearance. He had been ambushing here for a long time!

"Boom!..." The explosive pack exploded violently, and the Japanese tank was blown up from the back and then dropped it aside. All the six infantry next to the car were shocked to death by the big explosion! All the wounded men who were carried off on the front line were disguised. Each of them held an explosive pack, and they were the guardians on the last position. They had used such suicide attacks to destroy the two Japanese tanks and killed batches of Japanese infantry!

"Ah~" A baby cried... In another covered fortification not far away, the old cook squad leader gently shook the "little crybag" that was scared by the big explosion and cried again.

"Oh, it's such a sin... I woke up from fear and cried, I fell asleep when I cried, and I was scared to wake up again... "Fire Sticks, Is there any broth?" the old squad leader asked in a low voice. A baby soldier behind him hurriedly took out the military kettle in his arms: "Also, I've been warming all the time... There are still a lot of them, let's have a bite of Suoer..."

"I'm not hungry... The battalion commander's father and second grandfather will bring me delicious food back, so leave it to my younger brother..." Xiao Suoer is no longer the child who can only look at people blankly. He has grown up and become sensible. In the war, he and his younger brother who had just been weaned lost their biological parents, but they have a group of "dads". These "dads" who are holding guns all day long are very careful with them...

In the fortifications on the canal iron bridge, there were only two living Kuomintang soldiers left. The fortifications were riddled with holes and holes. In order to deal with them, the Japanese actually transported anti-tank guns and machine guns to deal with them, and loaded armor-piercing bullets to attack them! A whole platoon was all in the fortifications, and the fire support point of this carefully built frontier position could no longer be supported.

The Japanese whistle detective had quietly climbed onto the bridge and was peeking into the fortifications...

"Man, if we still fight the Japanese in the next life, we will still work together, okay?" The arm on the right had been cut off by bullets. The machine gunner who could not move leaned against the sandbag. Looking at the deputy shooter who had just checked the blasting facility, he actually spoke with a smile, as if the injury on his body was not hurt at all.

"Okay, I'll put bullets on you..." The deputy shooter ignited the leads at several explosion points, took out half of the remaining cigarettes, lit them on the flames of the leads, then sucked them twice, threw them beside the machine gunner, and stuffed the cigarette into his brother's mouth...

"Boom!..." Accompanied by the rolling black smoke and red flames, the canal iron bridge fell to the water with a huge roar!

The huge explosion stopped both sides fighting on the battlefield, and the collapsed bridge fell heavily in the hearts of the Japanese officers and soldiers. The competition for this big iron bridge is no longer just the meaning of a traffic bridge, it is a collision of the spirit of soldiers of China and Japan! Now, the Chinese Democratic Party soldiers made their final statement: they can die, but they will never surrender!

The smoke has not dissipated, and the deafening explosion sounds seem to be echoing in my ears... No! It is not an echo, it is the sound of firefighting in the distance! It is Suzhou City!...

One hundred and two people, the seventy-fourth army was left alive, and there were a total of one hundred and two officers and soldiers who seemed to be able to move! Each of them had already passed the lives of several Japanese soldiers, and some had more than thirty officers and soldiers!

Brigade Commander Zhou Zhidao and regiment commander Zhang Lingfu were all covered with minor injuries, just like the soldiers. Each of them was crying, saying goodbye to the inability to move when Cao Xiaomin retreated from Sixingcang, and automatically stayed with the sixty-two brothers who served as the last guardian of the position. Each of them packed up enough ammunition and two rifles, and several military horses carried two broken-out Type 92 infantry cannons; all other heavy weapons that could not be taken away were blown up...

Suo'er dragged Sun Changqing's clothes, holding the "little crybag" in one hand, and carrying the body of his "father" Liu Er's bloody body on his shoulder - he didn't want anyone to help, these are his family.

Every soldier carries a lot. In addition to their weapons and equipment, they bear all the nostalgia for the brothers who died in battle and the last wishes of the dead. Those tender and thin bodies have formed the backbone of the nation and the mainstay of the anti-Japanese war!

...There are several troops that were named the five main aces of Chiang Kai-shek all day long and appeared in literary works, as if they were a private guard. How many people know that these five troops were all fed with the flesh and blood of the Japanese... The ace troops mentioned in the memoirs of Grandpa Cao Xiaomin, there is a 74th Army. Each of their officers and soldiers is a strong man fed with the flesh and blood of the Japanese!

The setting sun was as bloody as all the injured one hundred and two Kuomintang troops finally left their positions of fighting to the death and embarked on their way home; who knows what difficulties and obstacles are covered in their way back?

They also have a group of brothers fighting in Suzhou. It is their struggle that gives the main force the opportunity to retreat; everyone is filled with nostalgia for the left-behind brothers, and they are reluctant to leave with their concern for the brothers fighting behind the enemy... This is a land that marks their infinite sadness, but this land has left their unforgettable attachment!
Chapter completed!