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Chapter 1569 Monuments are everywhere

On the battlefield where Chinese soldiers cheered for victory, corpses littered the fields.

There are military uniforms in khaki and dark blue.

Some of them were lying not far away. This was the result of a close encounter and they shot each other without hesitation.

Some of them are intertwined, you are strangling my neck, and I am biting your neck, like two wild wolves fighting for territory. For my country, for my nation, please die!

Maybe, please die with me!

The bodies of soldiers on both sides ruthlessly demonstrated the cruelty of war to this land.

Victory, will there be only cheers?

Without sacrifice, there is no victory.

War is not a game.

Behind the cheers of victory is the sorrowful mourning of the living soldiers, and the most touching elegy of the dead soldiers.

Some people obviously don't have to die, they just need to wait quietly and cheer for victory with their comrades, but he didn't choose that.

On the battlefield, only by killing the enemy can you give an explanation to the person you swore to.

Qiang Sanwa, the most cowardly recruit ever, if he hadn't been taken care of by his cousin, not only would he not have been able to enter the Shameless Camp, he would not even have been able to enter the 29th Army.

He also hated his cowardice, but after hearing the sound of gunfire, he couldn't help but pee his pants in fear, even in this battle.

Because of his cousin who died heroically in the battle, Qiang Sanwa has actually been taken care of in the Shame Camp. But on the battlefield, if the entire infantry squad died in battle, who can take care of him? He can only rely on himself.

Qiang Sanwa was actually very lucky. The truck he was riding in had been going smoothly from the beginning of the charge, and he had penetrated five Japanese positions without any incident. As the youngest, he had been pinned under the steel plate by his squad leader. Listening to his comrades,

He roared and fired at both sides until the car was hit by two grenade grenades from the Japanese infantry, and he was thrown to the ground by the blast of air.

But he was still alive. Under the cover of the only three people left in the infantry squad, he continued to advance in the direction of the large army. Until it was getting dark, the few people who had completely lost their way ran into a group of more than a dozen Japanese deserters.

The four-person team started a battle with more than a dozen Japanese soldiers without hesitation, and the result was self-evident. Three soldiers died in the battle one after another, while Qiang Sanwa was hit by three bullets and was pinned down by a soldier who died in the battle.

He also fell into a coma.

The moist wind from the south of the Yangtze River blew on Qiang Sanwa's face, and he woke up.

He heard the Japanese's conversation, just over twenty meters away.

"Your Excellency, Captain, we can already see the Huangpu River. As long as we can cross the Huangpu River, there is the 128th Infantry Brigade on the other side, and the Chinese will never dare to chase us." A Japanese lieutenant said flatteringly to the queue.

Reports from Japanese military officers without rank insignia.

"Yo Xi! Mr. Tanaka, thank you for leading the way this time. Otherwise, our 23rd Infantry Regiment would have been completely wiped out here." Looking at the roaring Huangpu River not far away, the Japanese officer finally looked sad.

A smile broke out.

Yes, for Okamoto Masaomi, captain of the 23rd Infantry Regiment, who lost all his troops and only escaped with his own life, what could be more exciting than being alive!

Although the Sixth Division was defeated, the lieutenant general division commander who had died in the battle and the two major general brigade commanders who had long lost contact took the blame, so it was not his turn as the captain of the colonel. As for the surging river,

For Okamoto Jinchen, who grew up by the sea, it shouldn't be too big of a problem to throw away all his equipment and swim across the river in a bare-bones strip, not to mention that there are seven or eight "black-skinned" people who grew up by the sea around him!

"Haha, no matter how powerful the Chinese artillery is, what's the use of driving tanks? Didn't they get away from me, Lord Okamoto?" Lord Mayor Okamoto suddenly smiled brightly: "Gentlemen, don't be discouraged.

These Chinese people won't be happy for long. By the afternoon at the latest, when the main force of our Tenth Army returns, they will die without a burial place, just like the few Chinese soldiers we killed!"

After saying that, Okamoto Jinchen also deliberately turned around and pointed at the corpse of the Chinese soldier who was accidentally encountered and killed twenty or thirty meters away. This can be regarded as him, the captain of the Colonel Corps, cheering up these subordinates who were like bereaved dogs! At least!

, Colonel Okamoto thought so.

He probably didn't expect that his life would be as thin as Okamoto's.

"Bang!" There was a sound, and Okamoto Jinchen had a look of disbelief on his face. He looked at his chest in disbelief, where a big hole suddenly appeared.

Among the pile of corpses in front of him, a protruding gun barrel was smoking.

"Brother, I finally killed a Japanese. I'm not afraid anymore!" Qiang Sanwa murmured with eyes shining.

Then, amidst the crazy roar of the Japanese army, he was shot several times and died with a satisfied look on his face.

He did not have the chance to see that the fierce gunfire attracted the attention of at least one infantry company of Chinese soldiers. A dozen Japanese soldiers had no chance to run to the Huangpu River, and were suppressed by "Hitler's chainsaw" on the river beach.

The edge, then, was submerged in a fiery hail of bullets.

The officers and soldiers of the Independent Regiment who were cheering for victory even used individual rocket launchers against them, after discovering Qiang Sanwa, whose body was still bleeding.

Zeng Shui stood blankly by the river, looking at the empty Huangpu River. He suddenly knelt down and howled miserably, like a lone wolf who had lost his partner.

During the battle on the Huangpu River, his comet never came back.

Rockets are not a type of ammunition used to destroy fortifications. Their main function is to kill a large number of soldiers on the battlefield. The 20mm machine gun cannot break through the destroyer's armor, which is up to 100mm thick. Although the flames are burning in the Japanese army

There were explosions on the two destroyers, killing and injuring a large number of sailors, causing the Japanese destroyers to dodge left and right like frightened deer on the river, but they could not be destroyed.

If they had not taken advantage of the sneak attack and closed the distance so that the Japanese destroyers could not exert their power, the outcome of the four gunboats would have been extremely tragic.

Even so, two gunboats were hit by Japanese destroyers' 80mm-caliber secondary guns one after another. They caught fire and sank.

The gunboat that Comet personally commanded pursued each other from 1,000 meters to 300 meters away from the Japanese warships, almost bayonet-to-bayonet shooting at each other. However, when he saw that the two gunboats were hit and sank, he resolutely commanded the gunboats to use full power.

, advancing towards the destroyer at a speed far exceeding that of the destroyer.

However, although the gunboat with a tonnage of 100 tons was like a rabbit versus a tiger compared with the Japanese destroyer of more than 1,000 tons, when it used its body to stab the arrogant Japanese destroyer with an arrow, the entire Japanese destroyer was completely panicked.

Lost his mind, roaring and running away like crazy.

However, compared with the gunboats with a speed of up to 32 knots, the speed of the Japanese destroyers was still too slow after all, especially at a distance of only 300 meters.

The gunboat that collided with the Japanese destroyer and detonated its fuel and remaining ammunition due to the huge impact was certainly shattered to pieces. The Japanese destroyer's hull that was severely hit also had a large hole of five or six meters wide.

A heavy damage that cannot be ignored, let alone a light destroyer that is no more than a thousand tons?

In less than a minute, the keel of the Japanese destroyer could no longer support it, completely broke into two pieces, and sank to the bottom of the Huangpu River, taking away all the Japanese naval officers and soldiers who fell into the water. The whirlpool caused by the sinking of the ship was even small.

Even ships of that size can't withstand it, let alone people.

Another gunboat followed the same example and rammed into another Japanese destroyer crazily. The Japanese destroyer opened fire wildly and fled crazily. Finally, the gunboat was riddled with holes. The engine stalled and gradually sank on the riverside. But

After more than half of the sailors were killed and smoke was everywhere, they no longer dared to stay in this water area and fled towards Shanghai overnight.

In the Battle of the Huangpu River, the three pontoon bridges that the Japanese army had worked so hard to build were completely blown up. One of the two light destroyers was sunk, and the other suffered heavy damage and escaped.

As for the Independent Regiment's Marine Company, all four gunboats were sunk in the battle. In the end, less than 20 sailors were able to swim to the shore alive. There was no Comet, and no one in the gunboat she was on survived.

In life, for Zeng Shui, the only thing he could think about was killing the Japanese invaders.

The battle for the Sixth Division was over, but the battle on the Songjiang battlefield was not.

The Japanese army responded quickly. The main force of the Japanese Tenth Army, which was marching towards Minhang, quickly turned back. At the same time, the Japanese Third Fleet dispatched the only five light destroyers in the fleet to the Songjiang Huangpu River, and dispatched nearly five rounds of up to 70

Fighter-bomber sorties launched bombings outside and inside Songjiang City.

Redemption is no longer possible, only crazy revenge.

The 128th Brigade of the 114th Division was on the south bank of the Huangpu River and luckily escaped during this battle. Together with another infantry brigade of the 114th Division and the 18th Division under the command of Yanagawa Heisuke himself, the two divisions in total attacked Matsue.

The army launched a furious attack.

At this time, the Chinese defenders, who already had two infantry divisions, two infantry regiments, and the last two infantry regiments of the 43rd Army, with a total strength of more than 20,000, relied on city defenses and field fortifications to launch a larger-scale blocking battle with the Japanese army.

Fierce fighting continued for three days and nights, with both sides suffering heavy casualties, but in the end the Japanese army, armed with naval and heavy artillery as well as aircraft, gained the upper hand.

Among them, the headquarters of the 67th Army was hit by Japanese heavy artillery shells. Lieutenant General Wu Keren and Army Chief of Staff Lieutenant General Wu Tonggang died on the same day. Eight regiment commanders under his command, including Major General Liu Qiwen, Commander of the 322nd Brigade, Zhu Zhirong and Wang Xirui, Commanders of the 321st Brigade, etc.

They also died one after another in the three-day blocking battle. The 107th Division was completely depleted and the 108th Division also suffered heavy casualties.

The Independent Regiment and the Guard Regiment also suffered heavy casualties. Xie Changlong, the battalion commander of the Xie Shao Battalion, became the first school-level officer of the Independent Regiment to die on the front line. Since the Xie Shao Battalion entered the war, the 800-strong reinforced infantry battalion was actually reduced to less than 200, with only one remaining.

Strengthening the company's strength is worthy of their title of avenging the battalion.

Zhao Changfeng, the commander of the Police Reconnaissance Battalion, was seriously injured, and Yan Qiguan, the deputy battalion commander and commander of the first company, died in the battle. Lei Xiong temporarily took over as the commander of the Police Reconnaissance Battalion, but there were only 18 people left in the Second Infantry Company under his command.

In the guard regiment, Tang Yongming was injured. One of his three infantry battalion commanders was killed and two others were injured. The entire regiment's top brass was almost wiped out.

Not to mention the 43rd Army, which had already suffered heavy casualties in the attack of the 6th Division in the past few days, and was already at the end of its strength. After another three days of fighting, only the lightly wounded could make up the strength of two infantry regiments. They were once again

Lost in half.

Liu Lang also met the soldier platoon leader Yang Songlin again, but this time, when he was lying down, Liu Lang personally helped him fasten the buckle and saluted. The salute of a soldier to a soldier.

Yang Silang, from a top soldier, became a lieutenant company commander in six days and nights of fighting. He was the fastest-promoted soldier on the Songjiang battlefield.

Late at night on the last day, a military meeting of the Chinese defenders in the Songjiang area was held by the Army Lieutenant General, who currently had the highest military rank, and decided to retreat backwards.

With the Songjiang garrison holding on to Songjiang for six days and nights, the Songhu army has almost retreated. There is no other meaning in holding on any longer except death. Songjiang has also lost its strategic significance.

However, when retreating, we must leave behind troops capable of blocking the pursuit of the Japanese invaders. Otherwise, everyone will have to finish. In the end, they can only be handed over to the independent regiment. The 43rd Army has been completely disabled, and the 67th Army is also shaky. At present, only

They have the strength.

Liu Lang, against all opinions, personally led a rocket launcher company from the Panshi Battalion and the Artillery Battalion to serve as the final blocking force.

After Liu Xueyuan heard the news, he burst into the independent regiment headquarters angrily with tears on his face. Even if Liu Tuanzuo, who was furious, ordered him to deal with military law, he would not leave the regiment headquarters. Even orderlies like Sanchuan and Yao Shisan could only hide in the regiment some distance away.

He stood fifty meters away, fearing that the man and woman, who were both angry and irrational, would cause disaster.

In a war between men and women, one party usually chooses to surrender, and according to common sense, it is mostly men. The Langtuanzao should have surrendered. The war correspondent stayed at the independent regiment headquarters for a full hour, and most of the time it was quiet.

.....

But it was Liu Xueyuan who was the last to leave. With tears streaming down her face, she was pushed into the evacuation car by Liu Lang and left Songjiang with another young reporter.

The young reporter didn’t know what kind of promise her senior had received from the murderous and resolute leader. She only knew that before leaving, Reporter Liu gently opened her mouth to Captain Liu, and the words were: “You promised me, you will do it.”

arrive."

Many years later, she learned that the promise was nothing more than: If you come back to see me, you will die and I will die!

But Liu Lang didn't nod. The little reporter had forgotten. Perhaps, he didn't nod at all because he didn't know whether he would survive.

The Panshi Battalion and the artillery company faced the crazy attack of the two regiments with a total of 5,000 Japanese troops. They persisted for a whole day. The more than 800 troops they had added to the full force before the retreat were reduced to less than 100.

The artillery company's rocket launcher had long been empty of shells, and Liu Lang personally used explosives to blow it up into parts all over the ground.

Ling Hong died in the battle at dusk. This major battalion commander personally led the last 200 men to fight hand-to-hand with the 500 Japanese troops who invaded the trenches. After killing five of them, a Japanese soldier stabbed him in the chest with a bayonet. His last action was to pull the bell

The last grenade he had on him.

After Liu Lang heard that Ling Hong had died in the battle, he was furious and led a guard platoon to counterattack the retreating Japanese invaders from the flanks. Unfortunately, he was hit by the Japanese commander's frantic order of infantry artillery shelling regardless of the casualties of his own soldiers.

The Japanese commander saw the most incredible scene in his life through his telescope. In order to save the Chinese soldier who fell under the gunfire, the Chinese soldiers rushed forward one after another, even though their own heavy machine gun roared so heart-breakingly that the barrel of the gun was almost red.

In order to rescue the Chinese soldier, a total of forty dark blue soldiers fell on that side of the land. Afterwards, the Japanese commander realized that they were already nearly half of the opponent's troops. If the Chinese soldier had not been rescued,

, they might all die in that small area.

The Japanese commander did not know what he missed. They would never believe that a commander would choose to stay as the last dead soldier and let his comrades leave.

However, Liu Lang did just that. He would never abandon any of his comrades. Even though it was his own orders that put them in a certain death situation, his way of answering them was, I am with you, even if it is

die.

The Bull Demon King, who seemed to never be knocked down, finally fell. A piece of evil shrapnel hit the back of his head, which was a fatal injury. The remaining soldiers of Panshi Camp continued to fight, and no one retreated, even if the Japanese army started

Surrounded on all sides.

This time, Liu Lang, who was seriously injured, could no longer give him an order to withdraw or not to withdraw. Ten special forces carried him, who was unaware of his personnel, while fighting and retreating. More than one infantry squadron of the Japanese army was holding on to them.

When they arrived in Guangde, there were only three people left.

The entire independent regiment was in mourning. The only thing that was fortunate was that Langdanzao was still alive and breathing.

The Independent Regiment adhered to Guangde according to Liu Lang's order before the war, but Liu Lang's injury made all the Chinese and Western doctors in the capital helpless, and no one dared to perform this operation.

Under the arrangement of Laura, who arrived at starry night, Liu Lang was transported to the other side of the ocean on a special plane chartered by her with a huge amount of money.

The operation was successful, and the shrapnel in the back of his head was removed. Liu Lang was alive, but Liu Lang had been sleeping, like a living dead, who could only breathe, as if he had forgotten that his motherland and nation were in dire straits thousands of miles away.

.

This sleep lasted for who knows how many years.

But his comrades have always adhered to Liu Lang's will and fought bloody battles with the invaders in the mountains and rivers of the motherland. They are here to win a glimmer of hope for their nation, and they are also waiting for their commander to wake up.

Even they are sleeping on the land of their motherland and will never wake up again.

.......

In the blink of an eye, eight years passed.

After experiencing the defeat in the Pacific battlefield, the once arrogant Japanese army in China has become a thing of the past. Like an old woman in her dying years, she can only stick to the city she occupied. Sooner or later, she will be destroyed.

A plane flew quietly from the other side of the ocean to the southwest.

A tall and tall middle-aged man stepped off the plane with a child holding a baby under half a year old, and disappeared into the city.

A few months later, amid the roar of gongs and drums celebrating the victory across China, the middle-aged man appeared again.

This time, he was surrounded by three children, a boy, a girl, and a little black-haired baby girl with blue eyes who was learning to talk.

However, he did not appear in the noisy city, but took his three children to the mountains.

He walked through the Great Wall and stayed for a long time on the peak of Luowen Valley.

He came to Niangziguan and stood on the main peak of Xuehua Mountain and stared for a long time.

He went to Songjiang and held his hands on the mottled city wall without saying a word for a long time.

He passed by Guangde and stood by the trench with crystal clear eyes.

He went to Xuzhou, Wuhan, Hengyang, Changsha...

He took his three children across thousands of miles of rivers and mountains and told them that this is China, our motherland. Everywhere we go is the place where your fathers and uncles fought and buried their bones. You stand

Every inch of land is soaked in their blood.

Although there are no monuments erected for them yet, you must remember that there are monuments everywhere where they are.

Finally, he arrived in Sichuan and the Martyrs Cemetery that he personally presided over the construction of. Eight years later, although the tombstones were a little dilapidated, they were still cleaned up.

The middle-aged man, not wearing a military uniform, raised his right hand high, faced the direction of the tombstone, and saluted.

The oldest boy also imitated his father and raised his hand.

The middle-aged man smiled.

"Liu Jihua, you are not qualified to salute them now. When you are qualified to wear the same military uniform as them, come here to salute and salute the military salute!"

"Take your sisters and let's go to meet your other uncles. They are waiting for us!"

The little boy put the little baby girl, who was still eating her fingers, into the carrier. Just as he was about to take a step, he saw another little girl staring at him with an unhappy face.

With a smile on her face, she walked over and took the little girl's hand: "Sister Yinuo, I can't carry you now, why are you only half a month younger than me!"

"Who cares!" The little girl was very arrogant.

But he still held his brother's hand tightly and followed his father outside.

In the distance, a group of soldiers were lining up to greet him.

(Complete the book)

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ps: When I finished typing these three words in the book, Feng Yue felt extremely painful and helpless. However, it had to be like this. Although Feng Yue still had many stories to write, including the story of a man in water once defending a city, and the story of the siege of Guangzhou.

In Germany, there is Xuzhou, Wuhan, and Hengyang. However, it can only end. I will explain the reasons in the postscript. Fengyue will also update the extra chapters in the future. After all, the holes dug still need to be filled. Moreover,

What Fengyue wants to say is that this national war is not over, and heroes will never die. Please look forward to my new book. In the new book, Liu Tuanzuo and his brothers will fight for the nation again, but this time, it is

In the future starry sky. Thank you everyone for your support to Fengyue over the past two years. I am grateful beyond words.


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