Ito Masaki looked at Inaba Shiro with puzzled expression and said in surprise: "Isn't it a bad thing for the Imperial Army to withdraw from the city?"

Inaba, what do you say?"

Inaba Shiro said: "Kun Ito, now the defense line of the Chinese army's city walls has been captured by us. The imperial army can re-enter the city at any time, but it is just a matter of walking a little longer.

Moreover, as I said just now, Huoqiu City is basically home with civil structures and cannot withstand the bombardment of the Imperial Army.

Since that's the case, we simply took this opportunity to continue to use saturated artillery fire strikes! I believe that it will definitely cause effective killing against the Chinese army hiding in the city!"

"Yo Xi!"

After pondering for a moment, Ito Masahi, who was angry, agreed to Inaba Shiro's proposal.

So, the Japanese artillery group immediately adjusted the muzzle and carried out a saturation strike on Huoqiu County.

"boom!"

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom!"——"

Nearly 200 artillery pieces of various caliber were fully fired, and the shells were constantly falling into Huoqiu County like they were not worth money.

The already devastated county town was blown up again, and fire was pouring into the sky and smoke rose everywhere.

...

The picture is pulled into Huoqiu City.

Yang Jinggang hid in the tunnel with the command staff and was responsible for logistics. Wang Dali, the deputy commander of the rescue of the wounded, immediately came up and said to Yang Jing with a sad face: "The regiment seat, our painkillers, hemostasis drugs, gauze and other medical supplies have almost been used up. Some soldiers who were too injured can hardly hold on."

Yang Jing was shocked when he heard this and asked, "Not at all?"

"Yes, the group!"

Wang Dalonghu had tears in his eyes and said sadly: "A few brothers want to see you, saying they have something to ask you."

Yang Jing nodded and walked towards a basement where the wounded soldiers were placed.

In addition to the casualties of the Tiger Ben, there are also wounded soldiers of the Independent Ben.

Yu Zongping, the independent squad injured by the bomb, was also lying here and has not yet woken up.

There were a few gauze and bandages tied to my head, and there were already red blood stains soaked out of it.

"The team is here!"

Wang Dali reminded him in a mixed mood.

The wounded soldiers who were originally full of pain and groaned suddenly became silent, and all the ones who could move struggled to get up to salute Yang Jing.

The one who could not move raised his head stubbornly and looked at Yang Jing, his eyes full of heat and worship.

What moved Yang Jing the most was that his subordinate, whose arms were blown off, came to him.

He even turned over stubbornly despite his injuries on his body. Because he was injured on his waist, he could not sit up and stand up directly.

He arched his head against the hospital bed and struggled little by little to get up.

As a soldier, Yang Jing naturally understood this feeling, which was a soldier's heartfelt respect for his superiors.

This special emotion penetrates the soul, even if it is seriously injured, even if it is not long.

He also wants to do his best to salute the superior to express his inner respect.

"Liu Erwa, stop, don't move around!" Wang Dali immediately exclaimed in surprise when he saw this and was about to step forward to stop him.

Yang Jing was faster than him, so he ran over with an arrow, then carefully held Liu Erwa and sat up against the wall.

When I saw that it was the leader who helped him up.

This man in Shu, who was as slammed with iron-killed arms and seriously injured, could not help but burst into tears.

他不是悲伤,而是高兴和激动!

Yang Jing put one hand on his shoulder, held him and comforted him: "Brother, I'm here!"

Ma Tong, who followed Yang Jing, exclaimed with a finger at the wound on Liu Erwa's broken arm: "Tuanzou, his wound is bleeding!"

杨靖道:“快给老子拿止血药过来!”

Wang Dali blamed himself and said anxiously: "Tong, there are too many injured brothers, we have used up the hemostatic medicine!"

The battle was so tragic that from yesterday to now, the total casualties of the New Fourth Army Independent Corps and the Tiger Ben regiment exceeded 2,500.

The Independent Group did not store much medicine, and the Hu Ben Group did not carry much, so it was not enough at all.

In addition to Li Erwa, many wounded soldiers around were bleeding from the wounds due to lack of medical treatment and medicine.

As a result, he bleeded too much, his face turned extremely pale, and he looked like he was dying and could die at any time.

Many people are even holding on because of the firm belief in their hearts.

Yang Jing felt a little sorry for these veterans, and couldn't help but shouted loudly with an out of control: "Ge, then I'll find a way for me to find it!"

Wang Dali said dejectedly: "Tuan...Tuan, I..."

"Cluster!" Li Erwa stopped Yang Jing: "Don't make things difficult for the deputy leader. He has basically thought about all the ways he could think of in order to heal his brothers' injuries.

Without bandages, he took off all his leggings cloth!

副团长他尽力了!”

Yang Jing turned his head to look at Wang Dali. Sure enough, there was no leggings cloth on his legs, so he gave him an apology look.

At this time, Li Erwa spoke again: "Tongzhao, you have said more than once before that we are fighting for the country, the nation, the relatives, and our descendants!

However, so many of our brothers died on the battlefield, and many of them did not even have a name left.

您说,我们死后,会有人记得我们吗?”

Yang Jing was moved when he heard this, yes, he fought all the way, although he had created many brilliant results and eliminated many enemies.

But there are countless soldiers who have been buried in every battlefield forever.

Baoshan, Songjiang, Kunshan, Yangzhou, Jinling, Chuzhou, Tengxian, and Taierzhuang...

In almost every battlefield, countless brothers died heroically and offered their own sacrifices to the country.

Most of them were unable to even leave their names. There was no place, age, relatives, etc.

Soon, Yang Jing adjusted his mood again, and in an extremely firm tone, he paused word by word, and said to the veteran who came out of Sichuan and Sichuan, traveling thousands of mountains and rivers: "Yes, someone will remember us!"

The descendants of our Chinese nation will always remember all the soldiers who sacrificed their lives for the country and fought for the nation from generation to generation.

We are not without leaving our names, because we all have one common name, that is, Chinese soldiers!

We also have a common title, that is, the anti-Japanese hero! National hero!

Our deeds will also be written into textbooks of future generations for all future generations to remember and admire!

They will remember that it was because of our blood and sacrifice that they had brought their peace, and their only reason!

They will remember that it is because of our blood and sacrifice that they can eat enough, wear warm clothes, and not be bullied by other people!

They will remember that it is because of our blood and sacrifice that they can stand proudly on the top of this world, stand upright and proudly introduce to others that I am Chinese!"

After a pause, Yang Jing continued: "And I can assure you that the victory of this war will definitely belong to our China and only to our China!

One day, I will let the flag of my Tiger Group fly on the Fuji Mountain in Tokyo!

I will let the Japanese pay their blood debts and make them pay the price they deserve to invade our great China!

Let them also taste the taste of separation of their wives and children, and the family is destroyed!

Not only Japan, but any country that has bullied my vast China, I will repay these accounts one by one!”

After hearing this, Li Erwa opened her mouth wide and smiled with relief. Perhaps because she smiled too hard, she accidentally touched the wound and couldn't help but grin, but he didn't care. Yang Jing said with a casual look on his face: "Tuanzou, after hearing what you said, I feel relieved! But I still have something to ask for."

Yang Jing said without hesitation: "You said!"

"If I die, I hope you can remember me at the rank of the regiment. My name is Liu Erwa, from Youyang, Sichuan. I remember a veteran of the Sichuan Army who followed you to kill the Japanese and protect the country!"

"Yeah!" Yang Jing couldn't help but cry: "I must remember! Erwa, you and your brothers hold on, I'll go to the Japanese to find medicine now! I will definitely save you!

You all have to follow me to the battlefield, kill the devils, and put the flag of my Tiger Group on the top of Mount Fuji in Tokyo together!"
Chapter completed!