Groups of soldiers were running towards Nanjing. They were fully armed, carrying various marching supplies on their backs, step by step on the ground, and heavy breathing sounds came from time to time, and these people also became frequent visitors on this line.

While everyone was trying their best to retreat, they looked particularly harsh, neatly dressed and complete equipment, which seemed out of place with everything outside and was very different from most soldiers. In recent days, many soldiers from the Independent Brigade have been subjected to various corporal punishments.

Although Su Dao did not advocate corporal punishment of soldiers, at this critical moment on the eve of the war, he turned a blind eye to the phenomenon of the troops, which was considered as a default.

Fang Zhonghe sat on the ground with his butt, panting and lowering his head. He was so tired. Because of his outstanding performance, he has been specially taken care of by his commanders every day for the past three days, and he has always been desperate and heavy during training. After training, he will give him a ten-kilometer cross-country road.

Fang Zhonghe didn't even know how he persisted. Many of his comrades in the middle could not tolerate such high-intensity training and the brilliance of those perverted officials. While they were off-road ten kilometers, they would disappear directly. However, they would be caught soon, confiscated the equipment and beat them up, and then let them go.

At the same time, the commander also warned the remaining people who were still insisting on leaving. After all, they are not soldiers of the real independent brigade now, but before leaving, they must leave the equipment sent to them by the troops, and then tell their commanders clearly before leaving. After catching a few deserters and having a stern warning, some people still did not give up and wanted to escape with their equipment, but their fate was cruel. After the escaped soldiers were caught, the commanders did not give them another chance and directly shot them on the spot.

It is normal to kill deserters in the war. However, everyone had no other thoughts except for feeling a little regret and being inhumane to the army. Moreover, they had already made it clear that they could leave and leave the equipment before leaving. And some people did this. Not only did the troops not hold on to the people, but instead gave them some dry food, which was enough for them to support them to Nanjing.

"Stand up first, sit down later. How about it? Can this intensity of training be withstood?" A veteran stood in front of the room and asked with a homemade cigarette in his mouth.

"Report to the squad leader, you can still hold on." Fang Zhonghe stood up as he followed the squad leader's words and answered the squad leader.

"Well, you are lucky. When I first came to our Independent Brigade, there was nothing I wanted. From the recruits to the Independent Brigade, we trained for about twenty days without any training. Later, our brigade got the gun and the troops were pulled to the front line less than three days after holding it in our hands. It was so painful at that time. The recruits had just arrived at the front line. In order to reduce the casualties of the troops, the brigade kept using white phosphorus bombs. Even if I said that, you wouldn't understand." The old squad leader smoked his homemade cigarette hard, and a spicy smell came immediately.

He will never forget those days. Although the scale of the war was not large, it was definitely the most tragic battle. Countless Japanese soldiers were slaughtered wildly, and the flames were touched by death. The Japanese army did suffer a very serious blow, but for the soldiers of the Independent Brigade, it was a nightmare that could never be erased.

The old squad leader would see the Japanese soldiers in his dreams and then extend his hand towards him, asking him why he used white phosphorus bombs and why he killed them so cruelly?

"Squad leader, the white phosphorus bomb doesn't seem that terrifying, right? Didn't we use it for the Japanese army a few days ago?" Fang Zhonghe asked in confusion. He had seen the white phosphorus bomb. Although it was very powerful and could directly kill the Japanese in the chariot, it didn't seem that terrifying.

"The white phosphorus bomb you saw was far less like the feeling at that time. You can imagine that when the white phosphorus bomb was hundreds of meters high, white flames burst out, and then covered the entire area. Then, as long as the Japanese army inside was stained, it would be equivalent to verdicting him to death. The flames would burn down directly along the flesh, and then cross the bones and drill holes into the bones." The old squad leader took a deep breath of cigarettes and spoke.

Now it was Fang Zhonghe's turn to remain silent. He didn't expect that the white phosphorus bomb would be so powerful. Although he had been curious before why the white phosphorus bomb killed the Japanese army without destroying the Japanese chariot. But now after hearing what the squad leader said, he seemed to understand that under the high temperature, the Japanese army in the station was like a steamed bun sitting in a steamer waiting to be steamed.

Fang Zhonghe really couldn't imagine what it would be like when a bunch of small fires burned through a person's body? He didn't know what it would be like to be burned, but his subconscious mind told himself that he must live and not be touched by that thing.

‘Dou!Dou!Dou!’ A whistle suddenly spread throughout the independent brigade’s garrison. An officer quickly walked to the open space outside the house, waiting for his troops to assemble.

"Let's go, there's a task." The old squad leader patted Fang Zhonghe's shoulder, threw the cigarette butt that had not finished smoking on the ground, and stepped on it.

The entire independent brigade was gathering quickly. After leaving some people, the rest were soldiers who were willing to accept the current discipline of the independent brigade. It was easier to train. Officers at all levels were also more attentive when teaching. After all, they were their own soldiers. They did not want their soldiers to lose their lives because of lack of training.

"Soldiers, according to the report of our reconnaissance force in front of us, the large Japanese army is gathering with us, and it seems that there are at least three divisions. As for the tank troops, everyone knows it, because they are already in front of us. This time, it is not just these. The enemy's heavy artillery brigade is already on the way here, with at least hundreds of artillery pieces of artillery of various caliber, that is, what we need to face next will be the test of life and death. Behind us are our brothers in robes, our parents and sisters. Do you think we can let the Japanese army go?" A captain company commander stood at the front of the team and shouted loudly.

"No!" The soldiers below responded with high morale, as if telling the world that we are soldiers and we must fight against the invaders to the end.

"Okay, since you can't, then soldiers, take your guns, bring your bullets, and fight against the invaders. The country will not forget us, the people will not forget us, and the brigade will share our lives and deaths." The captain's company commander shouted with confidence at the end.
Chapter completed!