The unique whistle sound of the 38th Gaina was mixed with the muffled sound of the explosion of the 60 mortar shells. The slight machine gun of the crooked hand, the slashing sound was also heard from afar.

The battle has been going on for two days and one night. As the main division of the 96th Army, the 177th Division, was the first to break through the Yellow River beach.

Li Zhongxing rode on the horse, pushed the hat on his head with the whip in his hand and asked, "Have you rushed out?"

Before Li Zhongxing's commander of the 96th Army and the commander of the 177th Division, Wei Lihuang, the commander of the First War Zone, was taken away by Dai Li, the backwater formation was arranged in sections by the Japanese army, relying on powerful firepower output, disrupting the connection and cooperation between the First War Zone Army.

All units of the First Army led their troops to break through.

Li Zhongxing led his troops out of the encirclement this morning, and he was only ready to rest for a while. Li Zhongxing, who stopped, asked about the breakthrough of the troops beside him.

The staff officer, who was also riding on the horse, quickly straightened his back, but said without confidence, "It should be that everyone has come out."

"What should he mean? Which team didn't come out? Say!" Li Zhongxing was already full of anger and cursed in a strong Hebei accent. His heart skipped a beat. It's not that boy didn't keep up.

"The new corps led by Han Zhenhan and the engineering corps have not met with the troops." The staff officer whispered.

Li Zhongxing waved the whip in his hand weakly and sighed, "What are you afraid of? What are you afraid of? Alas!"

The staff officer took a step forward to Li Zhongxing's horse and said, "Do you need to send someone to find it?"

"Send my guard battalion to search. If it's not found before dark, it's fine." Li Zhongxing said helplessly. "I can only leave my destiny."

At this moment, Han Zhenhan looked smoky with earthy gray. "What is this?" He shook the dust on the German officer's hat and asked a big-headed soldier wearing a yellow military uniform beside him.

"It seems that, Majiaya, I dare not call me accurately. I was blindfolded." The big-headed soldier with small eyes murmured.

At this time, a man with stars on his collar was jogging and trotting all the way. The traces of tears on his face seemed to be alive.

Squatting in front of Han Zhenhan, he cried and said to Han Zhenhan: "Captain, the Japanese are coming from the east, we are surrounded. The bullets are also shot out."

Han Zhenhan took a deep breath and slowly exhaled it. The trembling sound of the air could be heard clearly by everyone around him.

Just as Han Zhenhan took a deep breath and wanted to calm down, several more people came to him, and the first sentences of the people who came were the same.

"Captain, there are no bullets."

Han Zhenhan looked at the faces in front of him, none of them were cleaner. In their eyes, there was trust, fear, and panic.

"Captain, let's have an idea!" Everyone's expectant eyes gathered on Han Zhenhan's face, waiting for him, the backbone to make a decision.

"Are you afraid?" Han Zhenhan said as soon as he heard a sound coming from not far below the hillside.

"Brothers! ~ Stop firing, you can see that you have no bullets. The Imperial Army will not kill prisoners. As long as you put down your weapons, the Imperial Army will give you travel expenses to go home. Think about your parents at home, and you have to miss you so much! ~ Ah! They are all raised by their parents, so who should I work hard for them? Let's get down quickly..." An officer wearing a puppet army uniform and glasses at the foot of the mountain was holding a white flag and an iron tube in his hand and whispering him to surrender.

"Shunzi, beat this dog traitor to death." Han Zhenhan said without looking back on the small earthbowl in anger.

A big-headed soldier who was just around Han Zhenhan raised his robbery and said, "Oh, no, it's the sir!" As he spoke, Wangshan, who was correcting the rifle, had already locked up to about three feet below the hat of the puppet army at the foot of the mountain. Then he pulled the bolt and shot together. The whole process was less than a second. When the gunfire reached the foot of the mountain, the puppet army officer had already shot his forehead and fell to the ground.

"What, a dog traitor." Han Zhenhan pushed his hat and turned around to look at the people around him. The hesitation just now and the gloom of desperate situation died with the traitor who died to the end. Everyone in front of him was the platoon leader of his new recruit regiment.

Originally, he was ordered to follow the people of the Engineering Corps. Originally, it was a recruit and Han Zhenhan, so Li Zhongxing did not intend to let Han Zhenhan fight to the death. As a result, the commander of the Engineering Corps, 25, looked at the map wrongly and led the people of the two regiments to the wrong assembly place.

If Shunzi next to Han Zhenhan had not been a local person this morning and said that the place was wrong, he would have followed the engineers to Xujiapo, which was captured by the Japanese yesterday.

It's too late to regret now. Liu Zhenhan pulled off his hat, leaned against the earth slope, and looked at the people around him for a long time. These people, including more than 1,000 people in the entire group, were trained by Han Zhenhan. Han Zhenhan could remember almost everyone's names.

It has been more than half a year since the recruit camp. Most of the people here are brought from Shaanxi to pretend. Many people don’t want to fight when they first joined the army, and war will kill people.

Whose family belongs to the Republic of China is not my family. Why do I want to fight you? The numb thoughts were talked about by Han Zhenhan all night long, and the Japanese atrocities heard from the veterans of Northeast China found by Han Zhenhan. Once again, he talked about Yue Fei, Qi Jiguang, and Wen Tianxiang, and the patriotism of the whole regiment was mobilized by Han Zhenhan.

But now I have to take it with me. Do these people in front of me surrender? Of course, the answer is no.

"Perhaps some people will say that it is wrong for me to die with my brothers in this group. I will stay in the green mountains without worrying about burning firewood."

"Perhaps some people will say that being a slave to the country is no big deal."

"But from the day I, Han Zhenhan, changed my name, I have not planned to be a 'destroyed slave'.

"The puppet army at the foot of the mountain should be the one! I!... I won't agree! Where are you?"

"Don't agree!" The people in front of them were burning with flames. Although they were answering in uneven voices, their tone was firm and their eyes were determined.

"Okay, brothers, I'm sorry for you."

As he said that, Liu Zhenhan knelt down on the ground, bent to the bottom, kowtowed heavily to the people in front of him, and stood up and his forehead was covered with dirt.

"Captain, this is not allowed."

"What are you doing?"

"I can't do it, leader."

Tears passed through Han Zhenhan's face with a layer of mud and smoke, and he took a deep breath and said word by word.

"I would rather jump into the Yellow River and die than be a slave to the destruction of the country!"

Han Zhenhan's determination infected the people around him.

At this moment, Shunzi, who was crawling beside Han Zhenhan, said, "Captain, the Japanese are coming!"

Han Zhenhan turned around, glanced at the Japanese under the hillside, turned around and looked at the people in front of him, and said,

"I'll take a step first. We will be brothers on the road to the underworld. Let's grab the King of Hell to come to Dangdang!" As he said that, Han Zhenhan turned around and knelt towards his hometown.

He shouted, "Dad! Mom! The child is unfilial and has not been able to fulfill his filial piety. Today, he will serve the country with his own life and will not be a slave to the destruction of the country. If he is filial to the next life, he will repay the kindness of his birth."

After saying that, he pointed to God and asked loudly, "My descendants of China are diligent and pure, why are they suffering from disasters? Why are they bullied? Is it worthy of my 400 million children worshiping the heaven and respecting the gods?"

Tears passed through his face and left marks. Han Zhenhan stood up and ran to the edge of the cliff. After standing on the edge of the cliff, he turned around and looked at the group of brothers behind him without saying anything. He jumped into the surging Yellow River without hesitation.

The soldiers and soldiers of the entire regiment looked at the commander who had no airs and liked to tell stories to them. They were cruel and never timid during training and disappeared in front of them.

There was a burst of crying in front of the position, "Why are you crying? What's the place you cry? You're useless!" Shunzi, who had just started to rob the puppet army officer, looked at everyone in front of him and felt upset.

He carried his Zhongzheng rifle behind him and knelt down. He kowtowed silently in the direction of his hometown in the northwest. Then he thought about it and turned to the east and kowtowed three times. He looked up at the blue sky above his head.

He stood up and said nothing, ran wildly, and kept jumping into the Yellow River.

Then the sound of "puzzling, plopping" falling into the water came one after another. All kinds of words were said to me on the position, and the words questioned the sky spread throughout the world.

"I don't want to marry my aunt. Wow, why is this?"

"Look at the young and beautiful woman! The group leader didn't pass the door? Let's go, let's have a companion together."

"Wow! Then go! Don't let the team leader wait in a hurry!"

The 817-7-year-old man, the 800-year-old man, the 800-year-old man, the 800-year-old man, the 800-year-old man, the 800-year-old man, the 80-year-old man, the 80-year-old man, the 80-year-old man, the 80-year-old man, was not yet full of energy, and had not had time to see the beautiful mountains and rivers of the motherland. He had not yet driven the Japanese army out of China. He had not yet seen the prosperous country. He disappeared in the rolling Yellow River water.

On a sunny and dry day, a deafening thunder sounded, and the sky suddenly covered the sun, as if ink was sprinkled into the water.

The last soldier from the Model Recruitment Regiment, and he was also the model flag bearer selected by Han Zhenhan.

Holding the swaying flag in his hand, he knelt on the bank of the Yellow River, his straight back, looking at the sky covered by dark clouds.

Taking a deep breath, opening his mouth and singing:

"Two Langshan——————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

A good man————why fear—————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

After singing a few sentences, the flag bearer held the flagpole in both hands and jumped into the rolling Yellow River.

There were 800 children as small as dust on Zhongtiao Mountain. Li Zhongxing learned about this from his fellow villagers and reported it layer by layer. Wei Lihuang held the table and cried.

Han Zhenhan had a split headache, but the trembling ground had instinctively telling the commander who became a monk halfway through that something happened. After doing it, Han Zhenhan found that he was in a forest. And those who were lying or lying around him were his own soldiers.

"Where did the sentry go? Let me know that you are absent and see if I won't whip you!" He stood behind him swayingly. Through the gaps in the forest, Han Zhenhan saw a team of cavalry in ancient costumes moving quickly on the road in the forest.

Han Zhenhan rubbed his eyes and thought to himself why there were cavalry from the Eight Banners? Didn’t the Qing Dynasty run to the Northeast?
Chapter completed!