The sudden explosion plunged the Japanese army into temporary chaos, but with the end of the attack in the dark night, the Japanese army quickly became organized and organized.

However, although the Japanese army also saw the direction of the grenade flying with a flashlight, when the Japanese army flocked to them, they gained nothing except seeing four of their companions stabbed to death under a broken wall.

In the eyes of the Japanese officers and soldiers nowadays, it is natural to die for the Emperor. They shouted "Long live the Emperor" and that was the moment when the beast's blood boiled and the adrenal glands were thrilling.

If you are suddenly shot at this time, you will die if you die, and you will even feel resentment. The merits I have made for the Emperor are too small!

But while the soldier was asleep, he was stabbed to death by a bayonet without knowing it. He was blown to death by a grenade that fell from the sky. No one knew when the God of Death would come, so how could this be

It's creepy!

I couldn't sleep anymore. The Japanese army used flashlights and even lit several bonfires near the station. Even a separate house was lit. Only light could make the Japanese army feel more stable.

Under that light, the Japanese army searched the periphery of the station and arranged more guard posts, but the person who attacked them was not seen at all.

At this time, Shang Zhen, who was hiding in the dark, was looking at the fire not far away and the figure of the Japanese army under the fire. He couldn't help but feel a little bit of gratitude in his heart, thanks to his hiding place being chosen a little farther away!

At this time, Shang Zhen was hiding in the attic of a two-story building, but the attic had also been blown down a corner during the war, but he was looking out through the place where it was blown down.

Previously, Shang Zhen decided to sneak attack the Japanese army and walked away for more than half an hour. That was because he followed the idea of ​​"if you want to advance, you want to retreat first", and found a hiding place for himself.

He was chased by the Japanese army too many times, and Shang Zhen did not want to be chased by the Japanese army and ran away like a rabbit after he attacked the Japanese army.

But he didn't expect that this time the Japanese army did not fire flares, but lit several fires at will, and even a house was used for lighting. If the hiding place he chose was closer, it would be difficult to guarantee that

The house was also ordered by the Japanese army.

In that case, it doesn’t mean that he will definitely be burned to death by the Japanese army in this building, but it’s embarrassing to think about it!

Seeing that the Japanese army stopped searching, Shang Zhen yawned and decided to sleep for a while, sleepy and hungry.

But at this moment, Shang Zhen suddenly felt powerless. He was tired, and he was exhausted physically and mentally.

The search for Gao Yuyan was fruitless, his companions were not around, Leng Xiaozhi was not around, and his parents had already left him, now it was as if he was fighting against the fierce enemy alone.

Alas, why did I get into this manure pile?

Shang Zhen couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

When he got here, he subconsciously touched the door.

There was a gun beside him, the Type 38 rifle he used before. When he was looking for a place to settle down, he placed the gun here.

The rifle was there and the box cannon on his body was there, so Shang Zhen finally calmed down.

The wine fairy said, how to relieve worries, only Du Kang, and the warrior said, how to relieve worries, only rifles!

Shang Zhen tried hard to relieve his deepest loss, and then leaned against the wall of the attic and closed his eyes.

The long-term combat career has tempered Shang Zhen's nerves into great shape. When death becomes the norm, people will also despise life and death. If they are always cautious, then they will become crazy.

The Japanese army in the distance were still on guard. For the Japanese army, they were destined to be sleepless tonight. They just hoped that reinforcements on the south bank of the Huai River could come quickly and transport some heavy weapons to come so that they could consolidate their positions.

In fact, for both the enemy and us, the battle was not perfect. The 51st Army of the Northeast Army built a line of defense within a 100-mile range of the Huaihe River, but it could only be used to defend in key areas.

On the other hand, for the Japanese army, their troops are also limited.

Because of their limited military strength, they can neither attack like a blooming point on the defense line of a hundred miles long, nor can they only attack a certain point.

The former is really exhausting military strength, while the latter is not a bet when fighting. If you only attack a little but cannot get it, wouldn’t that bet?

And at this time, such a picture has been presented.

The invaders carrying guns and bullets in the distance were still terrified, while nearby were ruins under the fire of war. On a broken attic, a young Chinese soldier was really asleep.

Gu Xiang

In the distance, his firelight slightly illuminated his young face. He no longer had the fierce or calm temperament when fighting with the enemy on the battlefield.

In his sleep, he subconsciously hugged his shoulders, because it was because of the coldness.

Killing an enemy is a job of strength, and he can't die without using force, and he sweats a lot.

When I was killing the enemy, my body was stained with the enemy's blood. It was still hot at first, but later it turned into a cold tile. Now the temperature is only around zero degrees. All of this is like an invisible beast swallowing it.

He carries the heat in his body and mind.

At this time, he was more like a wanderer wandering outside. Whether it was his mother or lover, he seemed so helpless.

Unfortunately, he can no longer expect anyone to give him warmth and safety. On the contrary, he must be a tree to support the sky behind him, women, children, young and old.

He is now an adult, but sometimes he doesn't think so, he sometimes feels like he is a child.

But the passage of age is still subject to human will? Now he must be a fearless brave man, even if he is torn to pieces by himself.

If he died, I wonder if it would be like the cane in the hands of Kuafu in ancient times, it would turn into a peach forest for the weak to live in.

Perhaps, this is the price of growth!

But to put it bluntly, what can he complain about when he is still breathing at this time?

In this town that is nearly ruined, how many Northeastern men have turned into cold corpses. As time goes by, their bodies and even their bones will disappear. Who can know what happened after them?

I just want to not let myself and the people be slaves of the country in this life.

Of course, the living continues to fight, while the dead return to the cold earth at this moment. Is this the destination of everyone's life? Is it a hundred years of loneliness?

This time Shang Zhen slept very heavily, and in scientific terms, it was called "deep sleep".

It was so rare that he could fall asleep for a while. Even his dream became extravagant. He fell asleep deeply until at some point he was awakened by the sound of gunfire and explosion again.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and unexpectedly, he did not see the fire from the collapse of the attic, and he saw only the slightly shiny sky.

What's going on? Shang Zhen was a little confused.

The sky was just shiny, and that was just how darkness had just passed before dawn, so why was there no fire?

Shang Zhen touched the rifle beside him and crawled forward carefully.

When the attic could no longer confine his eyes, he was surprised to find that the fires had been lit by the Japanese army, and even the house that was lit was still in the light of the light.

Rising white steam.

Is this the Japanese destroyed?

When Shang Zhen thought of this, he suddenly felt happy, and he turned around and returned from the incomplete part of the attic.

The place where the attic was blown up was in the southeast corner, and there was a small window on it, with window papers that were torn apart at some point in the breeze.

Shang Zhen then looked northwest, and at this time he saw an explosion of flames and tracer bombs in the northwest corner of the town cut through the dark lines, and gunfire and explosion sound came from there.

Did Uncle Wang and the others come back to find him? It was just that he had such an idea and was denied by Shang Zhen himself.

First, this is not Uncle Wang, no, or this is not the fighting style of their group. Second, Uncle Wang and the others can't make such a big noise!

But then Shang Zhen felt a heat in his heart, and he suddenly understood that the Northeast Army had begun to counterattack!

The small Bengbu must not fall into the control of the Japanese army. The Northeast Army must take the small Bengbu back no matter what the Northeast Army said!

I am not alone. In this darkest moment of the Chinese nation, countless people from the northeast, northwest, southerners, Jiangnan, and even all Chinese who refuse to be slaves of the country are building a new Great Wall with their flesh and blood.

Countless warriors from all over the world are charging forward bravely with the enemy's artillery fire!
Chapter completed!