On March 7, 1933, the first line of defense, the Japanese army attacked three times in a row, and the third time it never allowed the Japanese army to step into the position.

The new recruits changed three times, and a total of 5,000 troops were deployed, and less than 2,000 survived. After the baptism of war, these two thousand soldiers truly completed their transformation. They knew very well! The only way to survive to the end is to survive to the last moment. Death is a hero, and being able to survive is luck.

The first line of defense was defending for a month, and the Japanese army had not advanced in an instant. In the early morning of April 2, the soldiers were eating in the trenches, holding guns, daring to relax and staring at the movements of the Japanese army.

Buzzing...

Our soldiers all looked at the sky in horror. There were dense black dots appearing in the sky, getting closer and closer, and the speed was very fast! It was like a group of geese.

"What is that!" a soldier roared.

"Air raid..." The commander shouted loudly, letting the soldiers lie down! Entering the trenches.

After a month of continuous battle, the soldiers understood that only by building trenches could they better avoid artillery fire and save their lives. They were constantly repairing them every day, and now they had already penetrated the entire defense line.

After hearing the commander's warning, the soldiers rolled down the trenches and drilled into the dug caves. They heard that bombers were even more terrifying than shelling, and that no warrior would joke about their lives.

Rumble...

The shell-covered explosion plowed the entire position. The soldiers opened their mouths and covered their ears, curled up tightly to avoid being shocked to death.

However, what our soldiers did not expect was that this time the Japanese army took a two-pronged approach, and countless artillery shells broke through the air, and the ground was shaken and shaking, and continued. One by one, the soldiers were blown out of the cave by shells, and were buried on the ground by splashing soil.

Rumble...

Puff puff puff...

Many soldiers were shocked and vomited blood, and even many soldiers spread blind holes after vomiting blood. Some of them could not stand the bombing and escaped by the explosion's shock wave...

The bombing lasted for half an hour. The soldiers' heads were buzzing, and they all stood up and shaking. The explosion disappeared. Many soldiers trembled with their hands to lit a cigarette for themselves, calming down the tumbling blood, pounding their hearts, and adjusting their state.

"The Japanese army launched an attack! Go to the trench..."

The commander roared, and the soldiers crawled out of the cave one by one, fucking! Adding up the guns.

Klala...

The sound of the tank tracks and the buzzing of the engine were clearly heard, mixed with the footsteps of Japanese soldiers' attacks, and the roar of the Japanese officer.

"Give the teeth..."

Bang!

A veteran of our army shot a Japanese officer in the head, and then another Japanese officer pulled out his command knife and continued to yell: "Ah, give it to..."

"His grandma, I'll tell you to yell, and you'll be ruined." The veteran opened the watch ruler made by Hanyang, and the sight of the Japanese officer who took over the command, pulled the trigger again.

Bang!

The Japanese commander fell to the ground with two points on the stage! The veteran snorted, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, and said to the brothers beside him: "I am a sergeant. It's enough to kill two military officials. If I die later, I will also kill the Japanese when I go to the Hall of Hell."

The brothers next to the veteran did not speak, they stared at the Japanese army slowly approaching! They pulled the bolts, each holding a bullet in their mouths, and placed a gun beside them.

Their breathing was solemn, and it was not as easy as the veterans! They did not have the veterans' shooting skills, but they would shoot every bullet at the Japanese. As for whether they could do it, they would be able to do it as long as they didn't die.

Bang!

The 15 or 16-year-old soldier next to the veteran fired a shot! The bullet missed and I don’t know where it was shot. Anyway, I didn’t hit the Japanese.

My wife slapped his helmet and grinned, "The gunman shook for a moment, but he couldn't even hit him."

The soldier lowered his head and did not refute! Soon their company commander took out his gun and killed a Japanese devil and ordered him to open fire.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang...

The bullets were shot out of the gun chamber. A company's brother did not see a few Japanese falling down in one round of shooting. Soon the two armies launched a confrontation.

The bullet flew over, and the little soldier who was bowing his head was lifted off his helmet by a bullet, and then a bullet penetrated his head. The boss pulled the trench and continued to shoot...

Twist...

Dada dada dada...

A large Japanese army flocked to us, and this attack was more than twice as popular as usual. The black heads swayed and violently attacked.

The cannons on the tank kept roaring, and the Japanese machine guns kept firing, and the firepower density was several times that of our army.

Rumble...

The Japanese army changed their previous habits and bombarded our positions with shells. The soldiers on the trenches were blown away one by one, without wailing or fear. Our soldiers were annihilated by artillery fire...

Puff puff puff puff...

Whoosh swish swish swish swish...

The Japanese army's bazooka was launched frantically. This time, the attack was at all costs, facing bullet attacks like a madman. Groups of Japanese troops rushed into the position under the cover of tanks and launched another hand-to-hand combat.

Huh!

Bang!

The bayonets entered the chest, the gun rods smashed and cracked, and they blew each other, and bited...

Scattered gunshots sounded on the position, and no Japanese shells fell down, only the roaring sound of fighting, the collision of gun rods and bayonets, and the collision of fists and stones and helmets.

Even the soldiers of the supervising team joined the battle group. They were in the last direction. After the Japanese army charged three times, they still broke through the supervising team's position. They opened meat pies with the Japanese army...

Escape once again became the hope for our soldiers to survive. Under the cold bayonet of the Japanese army, brothers were lurking and pierced through the heart. They began to fear and defeated backwards as quickly as possible.

Without the gunfire of the supervisory team, our soldiers began to retreat in an orderly manner under the organization of the superiors. If they were defeated, they would all fall under the Japanese bayonet if they continued.

There is no order to retreat above, but those who are still alive do not want to sacrifice in vain. They need to retreat and withdraw before they can fight again.

They didn't want to escape, but they had to escape! When the commanders saw three Japanese soldiers stabbing more than a dozen brothers to death with their backs, they all knew that they would not be able to escape, which was a fearless struggle.

Thousands of our soldiers began to retreat wildly. They retreated to the second line of defense. Where could there be a stronger line of defense? More brothers. As long as they could return to the trenches, they could fight fairly with the Japanese army, avenge their brothers with bullets, and save their lives with the guns in their hands.

They have no choice...
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