Mushroom-shaped explosion smoke rushed into the sky dozens of meters high. The whole Ruichang suddenly trembled and jumped as if it had experienced a magnitude 10 earthquake. The flying smoke and dust fell like a waterfall of smoke.
The explosive ammunition roared and exploded one after another, and the walls of all the houses adjacent to the Xu family compound were torn apart and collapsed in the tyrannical shock wave, and were razed to the ground.
Yang Ling and the others' ears were filled with deafening roars. They could hear nothing and see nothing. The diffuse smoke covered the sky, and the sky became dim, as if it was evening.
In the thick smoke and dust, the bright light produced by the explosion was still shining fiercely. Everything in the center of the storm was instantly torn apart. In the heart-wrenching tremor, the entire row of houses disappeared and collapsed in the smoke and dust.
Two Japanese reconnaissance planes happened to be flying over from a distance. Looking at the mushroom clouds that kept blooming over Ruichang, they were so shocked that they were speechless.
Although Yang Ling and the others were lucky enough to escape from the center of the explosion, they were still affected by the airwaves of the explosion. Many brothers were thrown heavily to the ground, grinning in pain and screaming.
The Xu family compound where the Japanese stored ammunition was torn apart like paper in the violent tremors. The entire street was collapsed by the shock wave of the explosion, and the tiles of the houses farther away were also shattered and fell.
, the room was filled with light.
The explosion at the center of the explosion was still shining with fire like lightning in the darkness. The embarrassed Yang Ling and the others looked back and saw the ruins in the smoke, and were shocked and speechless.
Many brothers looked at the streets that were torn apart by the explosion and took a breath of cold air. If they had jogged even a step, they would have been swallowed up by the flames of the explosion, leaving no trace of their bones.
Japanese squadron leader Zhuqi Heitani and others were not as lucky as Yang Ling and others. They were completely killed in the explosion and no bones were left.
The smoke from the explosion spread in all directions, and soon the entire county was covered with a layer of hazy smoke, which was gloomy and lingering.
Blacksmith and Shunzi were leading two companies of brothers along the street to clear out Japanese stragglers. The sudden explosion frightened them, and they hurriedly led the team straight to the direction of the explosive mushroom cloud.
When they rushed over and saw Yang Ling and others looking miserable but safe, they all breathed a sigh of relief.
"This explosion is so beautiful." Looking at the center of the explosion with constant after-effects, Wang Huzi was frightened, but thinking that the little devil's ammunition was blown to ashes, he suddenly grinned happily.
Company Commander Niu Dagen patted the smoke and dust all over his body and sighed with regret: "It's a pity that so much ammunition and materials are wasted."
"Look at your potential, aren't you just some enemy's ammunition? If it explodes, it will explode. There's nothing to feel bad about." Wang Huzi said disdainfully.
Niu Dagen was from the Sichuan Army, and their rags had long made them afraid of poverty. They felt a little uncomfortable when they heard Wang Huzi's words: "We have no future, how can we be as generous as your Central Army, who want guns and cannons?"
gun......"
Seeing that his words had touched Niu Dagen's pain, Wang Huzi knew that something was wrong. He smiled, walked over and held Niu Dagen's arms and said: "Old Niu, don't say depressing words. I'll get you some quickies later."
How's it going?"
"Seriously?" Niu Dagen looked at the smiling Wang Huzi and asked.
Wang Huzi slapped his chest loudly: "Old Niu, ask them, I, Wang Huzi, always keep my word. When have I ever deceived others?"
Seeing everyone around him nodding violently, Niu Dagen also smiled: "Then I will believe you for once. If you really get us some fast guns, I will treat you to a drink."
"It's a deal."
"keep your word."
Yang Ling and others set off a fire to detonate the Japanese ammunition and supplies warehouse, blowing everything into ashes. The brothers were in a good mood.
However, the situation at the security camp was not very optimistic. There were more than 200 of them, and in just half a day, only 40 or 50 people remained. Even the battalion commander Meng Fanggang who was rescued was seriously injured and was dying.
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"Brother, big brother." Zhang Heizi and other survivors of the security camp were not in a happy mood at this moment. They surrounded the seriously injured Meng Fanggang, tears welling up in their eyes.
Yang Ling sent Wang Zikun and others to risk their lives to snatch the security battalion commander Meng Fanggang out, but the Japanese had stabbed him several times before and unfortunately he was shot again, and he was already dying.
The sound of the security camp surrounding Meng Fanggang's mournful cries reached Yang Ling's ears. Only then did he look away from the direction of the explosion and turned towards Meng Fanggang who was lying on the ground.
Although Yang Ling and the others were strangers to the security camp, their appearance eliminated the Japs, saved everyone in the security camp, and snatched Meng Fanggang back from the Japs. So when they saw Yang Ling approaching, they all gave way.
Yang Ling knelt down and saw Meng Fanggang, who was pale and dying. He knew that if he didn't rescue him, he might not be able to save his life, so he hurriedly asked: "Is there any hospital in the city? He needs to be rescued immediately."
Only then did Yang Ling's words make the grieving Zhang Heizi and others react. Zhang Heizi replied: "Yes, there is a Japanese hospital for wounded soldiers."
Then everyone hurriedly carried the seriously injured Meng Fangang and headed straight to the Japanese wounded soldiers hospital, where Shunzi and his men had already taken control.
The Japanese wounded soldiers hospital was located in an ancestral hall. Inside, there were hundreds of wounded soldiers who had been sent down from Minshan. Although these wounded soldiers were wrapped in bandages and could not move.
When these Japanese wounded soldiers saw Yang Ling and others entering, they still stared at them with vicious eyes and faces full of ferocity. They were still unruly and refused to admit defeat.
Since the Japanese troops entered the Chinese battlefield, every battle ended in victory. The Chinese army was defeated by them and lost half of China.
The overwhelming victory naturally made these Japanese soldiers proud, as if they had grown taller out of thin air. They did not pay attention to the Chinese army. Even if they were captured, they were still unruly and unwilling to bow their heads.
"Let him save people." Yang Ling quickly walked up to several Japanese military doctors wearing blood-stained white coats, and asked Wang Dongming, who could speak Japanese, to translate and rescue the seriously injured Meng Fanggang.
Wang Dongming had learned Japanese before, and now he became the Japanese instructor in Yang Ling's army. He was responsible for teaching Japanese to the brothers when he had nothing to do. Without the slightest hesitation, he translated Yang Ling's words to the Japanese military doctors.
But after hearing what the Japanese military doctor said, he hesitated for a moment, shook his head, and babbled something incomprehensible.
"what did he say?"
Although Yang Ling is learning Japanese from Wang Dongming, he has been fighting. Currently, he only knows simple and complex conversations and needs to be translated by Wang Dongming.
"The Japs say they are military doctors who only save their own soldiers, not the enemy," Wang Dongming said in the translator with some annoyance.
Hearing this, Zhang Heizi from behind immediately became anxious. He rushed up and grabbed the Japanese military doctor by the collar, and put the muzzle of his gun on the opponent's head: "Save me or not, or I'll jump on you!"
But the Japanese military doctor was also determined. Even with a gun pressed to his head, he still shook his head and refused, with a very tough attitude.