The blood of the Anti-Japanese War stained the mountains and rivers The first thousand and thirty-fifth chapters of China go to the national disaster together!
The first thousand and thirty-fifth chapters of China go to the national disaster together!
Ten brothers who fought bravely and had outstanding military exploits in the Jieshou victory came to the stage to receive the title of "Combat Hero" and the reward of the ocean.
"Mom, let's go up there and enjoy the scenery sometime."
Seeing the fighting heroes on the stage receiving cheers and applause from everyone, the brothers below were so excited.
"If I can kill more than ten or twenty Japs in one battle, I might be able to go up and receive a prize next time, and I might even be able to find a wife by the way." A veteran joked.
The recruit smacked his tongue when he heard the veteran's words. He had to admire the combat heroes who came to the stage to award awards. They were heroes, they were simply the kings of hell.
It seems easy to maintain combat effectiveness and kill a certain number of enemies in a cruel battle, but it is actually more difficult than reaching the sky.
Because the little devil will not stand there like a pig waiting for you to chop him. Their bayonets are very tricky and ruthless. Let alone killing ten, even killing two without getting hurt is difficult.
Moreover, in large-scale hand-to-hand combat, it is a life-and-death battlefield. Everyone has to work hard, so the physical consumption is very large.
Moreover, due to long-term malnutrition, the Chinese officers and soldiers had poor endurance and explosive power as compared to the strong little devils, so they suffered greatly in the battle.
Only a fierce man like Deputy Battalion Commander Luo Feng could kill more than ten Japs at once with a Ghost-headed Sword in hand-to-hand combat. An ordinary brother would have been knocked down by the Japs long ago.
In the most brutal Battle of Songhu, there were times when a soldier survived on the battlefield for less than half a day on average.
This means that from the moment you step onto the battlefield, you will be killed in half a day. Therefore, those who can survive and kill many devils are all the "war ghosts" and "living kings of hell" who have rolled out from the dead.
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And now Yang Ling has established ten combat heroes here, just to set an example for the officers and soldiers of the entire Northern Jiangsu Corps.
As long as they can perform well on the battlefield, they can also accept the cheers of the crowd and enjoy the glory.
Seeing the fighting heroes stealing the show on the stage, those brothers who did not catch up to participate in the battle were secretly encouraged, while those who had participated in the battle and killed the Japanese, but not many, hoped that next time
The battle kills more.
Although it was just a conference to commend fighting heroes, the effect was indeed remarkable. All the brothers were very enthusiastic about fighting. They wished they could take the initiative to attack now and kill enough Japanese to earn the title of fighting hero.
The army needs heroes and the nation needs faith. Now Yang Ling has set a hero and an example for his brothers. Next, he believes that ten or hundreds of fighting heroes will emerge.
When the land of China has tens of thousands of fighting heroes like this who can kill enemies like crazy, then the little devil who wants to be arrogant has to ask whether the swords of his brothers will answer.
Yang Ling is not advocating the idea of killing, because soldiers themselves are killing machines and are born for killing. Only by killing the little devils to the point of fear and making them kneel down and beg for mercy will they truly repent and apologize.
The commendation meeting ended with waves of cheers to commend the combat heroes. Each combat hero had at least ten Japanese lives in his hands.
Their ferocity did not make the people feel scared, but instead made them feel at ease, because they could live peacefully with the protection of these tough and fierce soldiers.
"It's really not easy."
Looking at the cheering and almost crazy people, General Zhou Fu, the director of the theater political department as a guest of the ceremony, also murmured to himself, he did not expect that the power of role models is so powerful.
As the director of the political department of the war zone, he is also in charge of propaganda work. The "Jinzhong Daily" under preparation is a propaganda method he has prepared.
But now he has some more ideas, which is to learn from Yang Ling and create as many combat heroes as possible in the entire war zone who kill enemies fiercely, so as to gather morale and inspire the morale of the military and the people.
The commendation of the fighting heroes came to an end amidst people's hearty cheers, but the strong bodies and stern eyes of the fighting heroes left a deep impression on everyone.
Reporter Su Yan and reporters from various newspapers also kept pressing the shutter of their cameras to take pictures of the majestic figures of each hero, and then prepared to send them to newspapers.
She wanted the Japanese who invaded China to see these murderous heroes, so that the little devils would be frightened and fearful.
"The military parade of our Northern Jiangsu Corps will be held next. The officers and soldiers of the Northern Jiangsu Corps invite all representatives and fellow villagers to review!" After Yang Ling waited for the commendation to end, he immediately announced the military parade.
"The parade begins!"
The ten company-level phalanxes participating in the military parade were all ready to go. When they saw Yang Ling's order, the leading phalanx officer was the deputy battalion commander "Hua Dog", who also took a deep breath and took a step forward with his head held high.
"All of the first company are here! Let's go together - let's go!"
The flower dog mustered up all his strength and roared loudly, then took a big step forward, while the flag-bearer and two guards followed closely behind and stepped out.
One hundred and sixty-six brothers in the infantry company stepped forward in unison, heading towards the rostrum with heads held high.
"brush!"
"Boom!"
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The entire marching team marched in unison, and their suede leather shoes stepped on the ground, raising large amounts of dust and making the sound of gold and iron clashing.
Although the leader was only an infantry company, the majestic momentum of marching in the dust was as majestic as a thousand troops and horses.
"Machine gun company, all present, march together - let's go!"
Immediately behind the first infantry company, one hundred and sixty-six machine gun companies carrying heavy machine guns and carrying light machine guns also walked.
Rows of neat teams marched towards the rostrum in unison. Looking from a distance, the smoke and dust were billowing, making many squires who had never seen the world look shocked.
"If the whole country has such a strong army, why fear the Japanese invaders?!"
Seeing these all-Japanese-style equipment and the officers and soldiers marching with sonorous and powerful steps, General Zhou Fu, director of the Political Department, was so excited that he could not express his excitement.
When the people in the dark mass saw these iron-blooded troops passing by uniformly with murderous intent, many of them turned pale with fear.
Soon, the first team led by the deputy battalion commander "Hua Gou" was about to pass in front of the rostrum, and Hua Gou suddenly shouted: "Goose!"
"brush!"
I saw a flash of sword light, and the brothers of the infantry company completed the chopping style when they changed from walking in unison to walking in goose.
The whole movement was smooth and flowing, with the gleaming bayonet pointing diagonally forward, and accompanied by a neat and powerful goose step. The entire phalanx was like a whole, giving people a strong shock.
Yang Ling brought over the military parade of New China and showed it in front of the military and civilians for the first time. The majestic momentum made people's blood boil.
"Let's fight against the national calamity together!" Deputy Battalion Commander Hua Gou shouted while waving his hands and saluting the rostrum.
"Hold on to China and fight against the national calamity together!"
The troops passing by the rostrum also saluted with their attention, and the officers and soldiers roared loudly. The sound pierced through cracked gold and cracked stone, making people's eardrums ache.
Seeing these brave Chinese officers and soldiers, the director of the Political Department, General Zhou Fu, suddenly stood up, raised his hand in return, and paid them awe.
The officers on the podium all stood up and returned the greeting, and the atmosphere became extremely solemn for a while.
"Hold on to China and fight against the national calamity together!"
No one in the crowd started shouting, and soon it turned into a roaring roar, and the corners of many people's eyes became moist. This scene was remembered by the flash of the camera.