A deafening bang woke up Yue Weihan from his drowsiness, followed by a violent earthquake and mountain shaking, and a huge air wave roaring in. Yue Weihan was violently thrown away before he could even open his eyes.
In the air, it rolled and rolled far away like a dead leaf, and then fell heavily to the ground.
"Fuck..."
Yue Weihan only had time to curse half a sentence before his mouth was filled with fishy mud.
A stench mixed with the smell of mud, blood and corpses suddenly penetrated his nose. Yes, it was the smell of blood and strong corpse smell. Yue Weihan had been like this in Chechnya, Iraq and Afghanistan.
As a mercenary for many years, he is no stranger to this smell. It is the smell of battlefield and death, and it is an absolutely tragic battlefield!
"Holy shit, what the hell is going on? Did the Yankees discover an underground base?"
A huge sense of crisis immediately enveloped Yue Weihan. Could it be that there was a traitor within the Devil's Party armed forces? Otherwise, how could the American soldiers come to kill him so quickly? No, the explosion just now did not sound like a Yankee's ground-penetrating bomb.
It's more like... the explosion of a heavy howitzer!
And listen to the explosion... the caliber of the howitzer will definitely not be less than 300 millimeters!
Damn it, a howitzer with a caliber of more than 300 millimeters!? Yue Weihan was immediately startled by his own judgment. He sat up suddenly, and his eyes that had been unable to open suddenly opened. For a moment, he looked so tragic.
The breathtaking war scene suddenly jumped into his eyes!
As far as the eye could see, there were all collapsed and charred streets and walls, collapsed and burning houses, and corpses scattered everywhere!
The sky was gloomy, with dense smoke and clouds. Streams of light dragged their long tail flames across the sky continuously, and then suddenly fell down not far away. Suddenly, there were dazzling bright lights, and then there was another violent
The ground shook, and Yue Weihan, who had finally managed to get up, was knocked to the ground heavily again.
"Brothers, fight with those stupid little devils and kill them!"
A hoarse but murderous roar suddenly sounded from Yue Weihan's ears.
Looking back in shock, I saw groups of soldiers wearing light yellow coarse cloth military uniforms violently charging forward in skirmish formation.
For a moment, Yue Weihan could no longer tell the difference between north and south. He turned his head in a daze and saw a crossroads not far ahead. A three-story reinforced concrete building blocked the crossroads, and there were more than a dozen dazzling tongues of flames.
Fierce fire sprayed down from the windows on the second floor, the third floor and the rooftop, intertwining into a tight net of fire. The soldiers howling and charging forward from Yue Weihan suddenly looked like cut down wild leeks, piece by piece.
fell down...
"puff!"
As soon as a soldier ran up to Yue Weihan, his body suddenly stopped, and then he fell straight back as if he was pushed hard. When Yue Weihan took a quick look, he saw something in the middle of his forehead.
There was only a small bloody hole, but the skull at the back of the head was completely opened, and the fleshy brain was immediately smeared all over the floor.
"Boom...boom!"
There was a short and shrill scream, followed immediately by a huge explosion.
Yue Weihan was knocked to the ground heavily again. When he got up again, he saw that a large pit with a size of dozens of meters square had appeared out of thin air not far away in front of him. Green smoke curled up in the pit. The man who had just rushed to this position
Several soldiers had disappeared. Only one soldier was standing on the edge of the pit with his hands on the ground, wailing miserably, but his torso below the waist had disappeared.
"Pfft."
A half-burnt object fell from the sky and landed heavily in front of Yue Weihan, with his leg half severed!
Yue Weihan's eyes suddenly widened. Even though he had been a mercenary for more than ten years and was used to seeing blood and blood, he could not help but be shocked by the tragic war scene in front of him and swallowed hard.
After spitting, Yue Weihan stood up unsteadily, feeling his ears buzzing, and for a while he could no longer think with his brain.
"Little devil, my eighteen generations of ancestors, go to hell!"
A soldier who was missing an arm and was already covered in blood held a packet of explosives in his only one arm. He jumped forward and jumped into the ring barricade in front. Hearing a loud bang, the entire ring barricade suddenly exploded.
It bloomed into smoke and dust all over the sky, and several severed limbs rolled and danced in the sky.
"Second brother, second child! You stupid little devils, grandpa will fight with you..."
A soldier who was as tall and strong as a hill stood up suddenly from Yue Weihan with a machine gun in his hand. With his eyes as strong as a hill, the dazzling flames blew like the wind to the windows and buildings in front of him.
On the rooftop, several figures suddenly screamed and fell down from the rooftop of the three-story building.
Unfortunately, the roar of the machine gun only lasted for a moment and then stopped abruptly.
Two dazzling tongues of flames swept across, and the soldier's strong body first froze suddenly, and then fell straight to the rear like a piece of wood that had been sawed down. Before he fell to the ground, his neck had been blown away by shrapnel.
Most of it was broken, and the broad chest was almost beaten into a sieve.
"Boom...boom!"
Another short and shrill scream came across the sky, and amidst the huge explosion, another strong wave of air swept over. Yue Weihan was violently thrown to the ground again, and his head was still bruised after landing.
Something hit him hard, and his eyes suddenly went dark and he passed out again.
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He didn't know how long he had been unconscious, but when Yue Weihan woke up again, the scene around him had changed again.
The sky above the head is still dark, and the smell of blood and corpses in the air is still nauseating, but the huge explosion can no longer be heard. Only the faint explosion can be heard in the distance. Look at the previous
The extremely brutal street fighting battlefield was now completely silent.
A group of soldiers, armed with rifles with bayonets, were carefully searching the battlefield. When they encountered soldiers wearing different military uniforms, they would stab them with a bayonet in their hearts regardless of whether they were dead or alive. When they encountered soldiers wearing the same military uniforms, they would move their corpses away.
Arrange them neatly in a row on the street, and when there are wounded soldiers, immediately call in the medical soldiers to bandage them.
Before Yue Weihan could recover, the group of soldiers searched in front of him.
The leading officer was also wearing a light yellow coarse cloth military uniform with no epaulettes. There was a red collar with a gold edge on the collar. There was a gold bar in the middle. There was a three-pointed star on the gold bar. The military rank was second lieutenant. Yue Weihan and Yue Weihan looked at each other.
With his eyes wide open, the officer immediately turned around and shouted: "Medical soldier, medical soldier! There is still a living person here, hurry up!"
"Yes, sir!"
A voice not far away answered, and immediately a soldier trotted up to Yue Weihan.
While Yue Weihan and the second lieutenant were staring at each other, the medical soldier quickly checked Yue Weihan's whole body and immediately stood up to report to the officer: "Sir, this brother is in good health and not injured."
"No injuries?" The second lieutenant looked at Yue Weihan sideways, and suddenly made a gesture, indicating to the soldiers behind him to continue moving forward to clean the battlefield, and then asked Yue Weihan, "What is your name?"
Yue Weihan was still dizzy. Hearing this, he just shook his head subconsciously.
The officer frowned and asked again: "Which army are you from?"
Yue Weihan was speechless and shook his head. The officer asked again: "Then who is your commander?"
Seeing that Yue Weihan was still shaking his head, a soldier next to him couldn't help but interjected: "Sir, this brother couldn't have been stunned by the kid's cannonball, right?"
The medical soldier who had just examined Yue Weihan's body immediately added: "Sir, this brother has been hit on the head. It is possible that he has temporarily forgotten some things."
"Are you really stupid?" The officer frowned even more.
"You're damn stupid." Yue Weihan hated others calling him stupid the most in his life, and he immediately retorted.
"Hey, you're not stupid yet." The officer seemed too lazy to talk nonsense, and immediately stretched out his hand and said, "Where is your ID?"
"Document? What document? Passport?" Yue Weihan suddenly frowned. A passport cannot be shown to others casually.
"What nonsense? I'm talking about your military ID card!" Although there was no collar badge on Yue Weihan's collar, the second lieutenant officer was still able to tell that Yue Weihan was also an officer. Without any explanation, he reached out and took out the small pocket of Yue Weihan's jacket.
He took out a green-leather soft-shell ID card. After a brief glance, his face changed slightly, and he blurted out, "Captain and company commander of the second regiment of the first brigade of the Central Military Academy Teaching Corps, Yue Weihan!?"
"What, from the Central Military Academy Teaching Corps, Huangpu Military Academy?"
"The Second Regiment of the First Brigade? The troops that stormed the big cotton factory a few days ago?"
Several soldiers following the second lieutenant immediately whispered a few words, and when they looked up at Yue Weihan, their eyes became more awe-inspiring. The Central Military Academy Teaching Corps was among the first batch to enter the Songhu Theater to confront the Japanese.
One of the troops fighting, especially in the large cotton mills, was the teaching corps, which fought extremely fiercely. Needless to say, although these pretty boys from the teaching corps of the Central Military Academy looked thin-skinned and tender, they were all quite classy.
"Yue Weihan?" Yue Weihan didn't know what they were talking about, so he frowned and asked, "Who is Yue Weihan?"
The officer did not answer, but took out an unusually neatly folded piece of paper from the green soft shell, then slowly unfolded it, glanced briefly, and then read in a deep voice: "Graduation Certificate of the Chinese Kuomintang Army Officer School:
This is the certificate issued to Yue Weihan, the infantry science student of the tenth batch of our school, who has completed his studies and passed the special qualification certificate. President Jiang Wenzheng, June 16, the twenty-fifth year of the Republic of China."
"The Chinese Kuomintang Army Officer School? Huangpu Military Academy!? The 25th year of the Republic of China!?"
Yue Weihan murmured twice, and his eyes widened in an instant. Thinking of the tragic battlefield scene before, a terrible thought suddenly took shape in his mind. Could it be that... he traveled through time? At that moment, Yue Weihan felt deeply
He took a breath and asked the officer urgently: "Brother, what year and month is it now?"
The officer replied without raising his head: "August 31st, the 26th year of the Republic of China."
"The twenty-sixth year of the Republic of China!?" Yue Weihan suddenly took another breath of air and said in a voiceless voice, "Then what kind of place is this?"
The officer had carefully folded the certificate and handed it back to Yue Weihan together with his military ID card. Then he stood at attention, saluted Yue Weihan with a standard military salute, and said loudly: "Sir, this is Baoshan County, the Third War Zone."
, I am Cao Xinglong, second lieutenant and platoon leader of the guard platoon of the third battalion of the 583rd regiment of the 98th division."
"Baoshan County, Third War Area? Third Battalion of the 583rd Regiment of the 98th Division!?"
When Yue Weihan heard this, he immediately felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave that had been in the cold winter for several months. A chill shot from his tailbone to the sky!
Wasn't the twenty-sixth year of the Republic of China 1937? Wasn't the Third War Zone the Songhu War Zone? Wasn't August of that year when the Battle of Songhu was in full swing? In this battle, Japan's army alone dispatched nine elite divisions.
The two detachments, and the national army mobilized more than 70 divisions and nearly a million troops. The two sides fought fiercely in the Songhu area for three months, resulting in countless casualties!
As for the 98th Division mentioned by the second lieutenant officer, as a military history enthusiast, Yue Weihan is no stranger to it.
Xia Zhongyu, the commander of the 98th Division, was born in the first phase of Huangpu. The 3rd Battalion of the 583rd Regiment under the jurisdiction of this division was also the famous heroic battalion in the history of the eight-year war of resistance - Yao Changqing Battalion! In the battle of Songhu, the Chinese army switched from offensive to defensive.
In the second stage of the war, the battalion defended the isolated city of Baoshan and fought fiercely with the Japanese army for seven days and nights. More than 500 people under the battalion commander Yao Changqing died heroically for their country!
According to war history records, today, August 31st, is the day when Yao Changqing's battalion entered Baoshan County.
In seven days, that is, September 6, Baoshan County will fall into the hands of the Japanese invaders. More than 500 people including Yao Changqing, the camp's self-operated commander, will all die for their country, and no one will survive!
"What are you doing? What are you doing together?"
When Yue Weihan was agitated, a hoarse but majestic voice suddenly came from behind him. When he looked back quickly, he saw an officer wearing a woolen uniform striding up. The officer was of medium height.
, with a fair complexion and a pair of myopia glasses on the bridge of his nose. He looked polite, but his face was not very good-looking.
The bespectacled officer's collar badge had two gold bars and two gold stars on it, which clearly represented the rank of lieutenant colonel. Yue Weihan was sure without guessing that this man must be the lieutenant colonel commander of the third battalion of the 583rd Regiment, Yao Changqing.
, because in the national military hierarchy, the company commander is generally a captain, the battalion deputy and chief of staff are generally majors, and the battalion commander is a lieutenant colonel.
"Reporting to the commander, I am leading my team to clean up the battlefield." Cao Xinglong immediately ran forward and stood at attention to salute Yao Changqing.
Yao Changqing hummed, but stared at Yue Weihan with cold eyes, asking: "Cao Xinglong, what's going on?"
Cao Xinglong said: "Sir, this is Yue Weihan, captain of the second regiment of the first brigade of the Central Military Academy Teaching Corps."
"Yue Weihan? From the teaching corps?" Yao Changqing's expression immediately softened and he said to Yue Weihan, "Are you from the ninth or tenth phase of Huangpu? I am from the sixth phase."
"Uh, this..." Yue Weihan was speechless for a moment.
Yao Changqing frowned slightly when he saw this, then turned to look at Cao Xinglong.
Cao Xinglong hurriedly said: "Sir, according to the medical soldiers, Commander Yue may have been hit on the head, so he temporarily forgot the previous things, but he is indeed the captain and company commander of the teaching corps, and he has seen him in his humble position just now.
Military officer certificate and graduation certificate, he is a graduate of the tenth phase of Huangpu Infantry Course."
"It seems that the injury is serious. You can't even remember who you are?" A trace of regret flashed across Yao Changqing's face. He looked up at the sky again, frowned and said, "It's getting dark now.
The battlefield in Shanghai has turned into a mess again, and Commander Gui’s teaching corps has been transferred to no one knows where... Yue Weihan!"
Yue Weihan didn't know that Yao Changqing was calling him, and he didn't react for a while.
"Asshole, why didn't you answer the officer's call? As a Huangpu officer cadet, why have you forgotten even the most basic infantry drills?" Yao Changqing immediately became furious, but soon realized that Yue Weihan had lost his memory and sighed.
He said, "Look at my memory, forget it, you can stay in my battalion headquarters as my adjutant for the time being."
"Yes!" Yue Weihan finally came to his senses at this time and quickly responded loudly.
In this way, Yue Weihan muddle-headedly became Yue Weihan, an officer cadet of the tenth batch of Whampoa, and helplessly followed Yao Changqing to Baoshan County. Although he knew that Baoshan would fall in a few days, and that all of Yao Changqing's battalion would die for the country, at the moment
Yue Weihan or Yue Weihan had no choice.
As a military history enthusiast, Yue Weihan knew very well that although most of the miscellaneous armies in the national army were poorly disciplined and fought with passion, the Central Army like the 98th Division was well-trained and disciplined.
Yan Ming, especially those officers from Huangpu in the army, were even more strict with themselves and their subordinates to the point of being almost perverted.
For example, just now, if Yue Weihan dared to show the slightest hint of timidity, Yao Changqing, who was also born in Huangpu, would definitely kill him without hesitation.
Also, as a time traveler, Yue Weihan would certainly not watch Yao Changqing's battalion repeat its tragedy and end up with the entire army destroyed. Although such an ending is heroic and can inspire the people of the country, it is by no means what Yue Weihan wants.
, after finally traveling back in time, he was not willing to "die heroically for the country", let alone Yao Ying to repeat the mistakes of history.
Staying in Yao Changqing's camp was just a temporary measure. Yue Weihan, who was well aware of the direction of history, had already made his decision.
Of course, the top priority is to persuade Yao Changqing as much as possible not to stick to Baoshan. Of course, the commander's orders must be resolutely implemented, but the scale of implementation must be flexible. If you save people and lose people, you will lose both people and land; if you save people and lose land, you will save both people and land.
The truth must be explained to him over and over again until he fully understands its spirit.
As soon as the Battle of Songhu is over, Yue Weihan will leave the Nationalist Army without hesitation, clear up the defeated troops along the way, and then lead the troops north to Shanxi to join the Eighth Route Army. Although Yue Weihan's current identity is actually an officer of the Huangpu Clique, he is in the extremely important faction.
He was born in the national army and had a bright future, but he would never be nostalgic for the national army because of this.
Whether it is out of emotional considerations or practical considerations, defecting to the Eighth Route Army is the only choice, because Yue Weihan knows very well that the final defeat of the National Army and its retreat to Taiwan is an irreversible historical trend. Yue Weihan is not willing to follow "Principal Chiang"
"He walked away to an isolated island and died overseas as a lonely ghost decades later.