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The night is getting deeper and deeper.

In Songjiang City, both generals and soldiers were silently conserving their strength, silently waiting for the sun to rise the next day, and continuing to fight.

Now no one cares about when the reinforcements will arrive. Whether they come or not does not mean much to the soldiers in the city. The entire 43rd Army has sent a message to the whole country from the supreme commander to defend Songjiang to the end.

Starting from the last person, there is no way out.

This city is everyone's grave. What each of them has to do is to drag at least one Japanese on the road before they die.

In fact, even if they want to be weak and retreat, it is impossible. The Japanese will never let them go after being beaten so badly. If they leave this city, they will only become lambs slaughtered by the Japanese heavy artillery on the plains. This is

A little bit of understanding, not only the entire 43rd Army of the Sichuan Army knew, but also the Songjiang Security Group and the young Songjiang men who were assigned to the battlefield to adapt to the battlefield and have picked up guns.

Already, there is no way out.

As the sky turned white and the sound of iron whistles came from outside the entrance of the underground pipeline, everyone understood that another day of cruel fighting was coming. Amidst the roars of squad and platoon leaders at all levels, the soldiers sat up one after another.

, sorting out all the equipment he received in the evening.

Yang Xiaoshan, no, it should be Yang Silang who is carefully checking the equipment carried by everyone in his infantry squad. For ordinary infantry, each person receives 100 rounds of ammunition, 4 grenades, a bamboo tube of water and a small bag of fried noodles. This is the military headquarters

Do everything you can to the best of your ability. Water and fried noodles are enough for a soldier to eat for a day, if there is still a chance to survive until sunset.

The four new recruits had already been replenished shortly after he came back last night. Company Commander Yang Songlin originally sent him four heavy troops who could be considered veterans, but Yang Silang refused. It's not that he didn't understand the company commander's good intentions, four were at least four.

The combat effectiveness of the trained baggage soldiers is undoubtedly much stronger than that of the new recruits, but Yang Silang knows that there are still two squads in the company with only two or three veterans. Without the support of veterans, they will die faster on the battlefield.

, not to mention that this battle will last for a long time, so the company commander must have enough trump cards in his hand.

In the end, he took back four new recruits who were ordinary people two days ago, and who had never even fired a gun. But it didn't matter. As long as they could survive on the battlefield for more than 4 hours, they would become veterans. Yang Silang himself

This is also how it came about, although the probability is shockingly low.

Yang Silang, who was inspecting the equipment of the soldiers under his command, had a calm expression on his face. No one could know that this young sergeant had just received the news that his father and brother had died on the Songhu front a few hours ago. Although, those who were closer to him had

Veteran Heipi knew that in the deep darkness, he stayed up all night...

The cooking soldiers in the company carried baskets on their backs and brought a steamed bun to everyone. This is today's breakfast. After breakfast, in the darkness before dawn, the soldiers, led by their superiors at all levels, would enter the designated area.

Positions are established in a certain area, and the soldiers who have been on the position for a night will withdraw to repair and serve as their reserve.

After all, they are new recruits. Although these new recruits also witnessed the bloody and cruel battlefield yesterday, and personally picked up the corpses of soldiers whose intestines were pierced or exploded into several pieces and transported them back on stretchers, they thought that they might become the same in the near future.

With that terrifying look, most of the faces of the recruits holding the steamed buns were pale and full of fear.

A recruit in Yang Silang's class who was only 18 or 19 years old shivered and took several bites of the bun without even biting off the skin. There were two long tears on his face.

Heipi, who was already serving as the deputy squad leader, was immediately furious. His eyes widened suddenly and he was about to curse, but Yang Silang gently waved his hand to stop him. He sighed slightly and was about to speak.

But I heard a crisp and soft northern female voice coming from the radio: "Soldiers who are about to rush to the battlefield, this is the Communications Office of the 43rd Army Military Headquarters. I am war reporter Liu Xueyuan. I just received an email from Songjiang, 160 kilometers away.

This is a letter written by a mother who came all the way from Sichuan Province to the Songhu front line and spent the whole night writing to her son, because her last son was also on the Songjiang battlefield."

Yang Silang's figure suddenly froze as if struck by lightning, tears flashing from his eyes. However, he quickly lowered his helmet and lowered his head to cover it up. The infantry squad soldiers who were attracted by Liu Xueyuan's voice did not notice his squad leader.

unusual behavior.

"After seeking the consent of the aunt herself and authorized by Commander Guo, Xueyuan read this letter to the entire army before the war, hoping that the aunt's son could hear it before the broadcast.

Yao'er, my mother was so happy when I heard the news that you were still alive. This is the best news that my mother has heard in the past two months. Ever since I heard that the war had started and that the army was going to the front line to fight the Japanese, my mother

I haven’t had a good night’s sleep. My mother is worried after her son has traveled thousands of miles. You children don’t want your mother anymore. How can you let go of your children traveling thousands of miles away? You children are ruthless and abandon your mother.

Your dad couldn't let you go and went with him. How cruel are you! Mom can only come here with you. Even if she can't see you, she knows that you are here, which makes her feel comfortable.

Yao'er! My Yao'er! Your three brothers are dead. They died half a month ago. Mom didn't even see their graves. Mom's heart is hurting! Your dad is gone too.

His death was not in vain. I heard from Chief Liu that he blew up a Japanese tank while carrying explosives. You said he was a cook, so what was he doing carrying explosives? It's good for him. He died a hundred times, leaving his mother alone.

I cried my eyes out! These three fathers are so cruel! However, mother doesn’t blame him, he helped his three children get revenge! As a father, he did nothing wrong.

Yao'er, I've received what you asked some officers to bring to me. You don't know how your baby is. Mom knows your stubborn temper. You want to avenge your dad and three brothers. If you don't leave, Mom

I don’t blame you, I don’t understand the principle of protecting my family and my country, but the Japanese took four lives of my Yang family and I have to pay them back. However, I still want my baby to live, so I can find a guest and have a baby.

Baby, I can't count on Dahu and the other three. You promise mom that after you take revenge, you will survive until you return to the house. Mom will be waiting for you in the house. Even if you lose your arms and legs, you will still survive.

Come on, mom can raise you up and take care of you in old age!

Good boy! You must be obedient this time and listen to your mother. You must live until the end. We have lost three of the four children in the Yang family, and you are the last one.

After Mom said these words, she was about to go home. Don’t worry. The officers sent me back in a car and gave me money. They said it was your father’s and theirs’ pension, which was several hundred oceans! It was enough for me to marry you.

And for your father and his family to build their graves.

I am illiterate, so I wrote this letter while talking about a few officers. I don’t know how to thank them. You are all soldiers. When you meet them, please help me salute them to express my gratitude!

Yaoer! Mom misses you!"

There was silence in the underground tunnel, but tears welled up from the eyes of more than 70% of the soldiers.

They finally knew what Liu Xueyuan meant by the mother's last son. It turned out that the mother had already killed three sons in the battle, and the comrade who was still fighting alongside them was her last son.

.

An only child does not need to join the army. This is a regulation written in the recruitment regulations of almost all armies. If the military department knows about it, the comrade can completely withdraw from the battle, at least not on the front line, but it seems from the content of the letter

, the comrade refused.

But after the mother received the news that her son refused to withdraw from the battle, she accepted the choice of the last son while suffering the huge pain of losing four relatives. The only request she made was that she hoped that he could live, even if he was not healthy.

alive.

There is nothing to criticize, that is the deepest wish of every mother, let alone a mother who has lost three sons.

Although their own mothers did not come to the front line like this mother, they stayed at home and leaned against the door, looking forward to their son's return home.

They can only respect and respect this great mother, and also admire and admire the unknown comrade who is still fighting side by side with them on the front line despite suffering such great pain.

"I know that you are crying for this great mother and great soldier, because I am the same. I am a war reporter. I have witnessed many touching battles on the front line, including Battalion Commander Li Guobin's

In order to defend the position, the father took military orders from his son and died together with the Japanese tanks while carrying cluster grenades. In the Battle of the Great Wall, the last soldier on the Gushan battlefield sent the last message to the rear through the radio, "Fire at me."

The 8th Infantry Company of the 17th Division of the Ridge guarded the main peak of Snowflake Mountain. In the end, most of the company died for their country, and only one superior soldier was left to rebuild the 8th Company...

I thought that my tears had already dried up, for this great army, for this great country, and for this great nation. But today, I still shed tears while reading this letter. This battle,

Not for the country or the nation, just for mothers, to protect our mothers so that more mothers will no longer be sad because of the loss of their sons.

I hope that the brave and fearless warrior before the broadcast, the Yaoer in the mother's mouth, can survive this battle of life or death and live up to his mother. I

I hope that all of us can live. Although it is difficult, I will, like you, pick up the gun in my hand after this broadcast, shoot bullets at the Japanese devils, and use bullets to tell them that the Chinese are

Will never give in."

"Mom!" At this moment, Yang Silang could no longer hold back the tears in his eyes. He knelt on the ground with a general cry and kowtowed fiercely in the direction of his hometown: "You're so unfilial!"

He was unfilial, not because he did not choose to leave the battlefield, but because he could not guarantee that he would survive, even if he was missing arms and legs.

This battle is a fight to the death!

In the pipeline, all the soldiers were stunned.

Especially the infantry squad under him, including the recruit who no longer trembled and gradually calmed down after listening to the radio, stared in disbelief at the sergeant squad leader who was said to have killed more than a dozen Japanese Japs.

"Guard mother!" Yang Songlin strode forward, raising the pistol in his hand and roaring loudly.

"Guard mother!" In the pipe, the soldiers raised their guns one after another.

The huge sound echoed in the pipes and spread throughout the city.

Regardless of whether they were new soldiers or veterans, everyone's hand holding the gun was tighter than ever before, and their eyes looking toward the ground position were firmer than ever.

Everyone has someone they want to protect the most!

That person is my mother! The mother who gave birth to me and raised me!

In order for my mother to no longer be sad, why would I regret this life?

"Let's go! Go to the battlefield!"

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(After writing this chapter, Fengyue burst into tears, for the motherland, the nation, the mother, the great era in the past, and the unknown heroes whose names we don’t know but who dedicated their lives to the survival of this nation!)


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