A piece of cloth about one or two meters long that resembled a later signboard hanging on a broken wall had been mostly damaged, and the text written on the upper part of the remaining piece of cloth had been blurred, but Liu Lang could still vaguely make out the two words "Temple Walk". words.
"Tiao Xing"...the two traditional Chinese characters are not difficult for Liu Lang, who has learned simplified Chinese characters since kindergarten. Liu Lang, who has long been away from exams, naturally will not be confused by recognizing the two traditional Chinese characters. He was overjoyed, but these two words were like thunder exploding in Liu Lang's heart.
Is this a temple?
Temple tour in Shanghai?
Liu Lang's eyebrows relaxed.
Miaoxing Town, for Shanghai, the largest city in Eastern China, is just an unknown place. I am afraid that even many locals in Shanghai do not know this place.
But, after today, it will go down in history.
Liu Lang silently stared at the ruins in front of him, feeling infinite thoughts in his heart.
Rather than fighting the arrogant and domineering Japanese army throughout Songhu, the Chinese army demonstrated the prestige and determination of the Chinese people here.
The great victory of Miao Xing was a battle that many Chinese people had never heard of. But this war, in which more than 40,000 people from both sides participated and thousands of people died, was the most important battle in the entire "December 128 Songhu Anti-Japanese War". .
In this battle, the Chinese soldiers fought against the enemy for three days and nights, annihilating more than 3,000 Japanese troops, causing the most disastrous defeat the Japanese army had suffered since the Sino-Japanese War of 1894-1894. Through this battle, the arrogant Japanese army's base camp was brought to the negotiating table.
Peace and tranquility have never been achieved by soaring white doves in the sky, but by flesh and blood and sacrifice.
Liu Lang was very excited to witness this period of history with his own eyes and participate in it personally. It was an honor for soldiers.
The mutual shelling between the Japanese army and the Chinese army did not last long. As the sound of artillery ceased, the Japanese army reoccupied the position, but did not stop for much and continued to advance. Presumably they planned to build a position further forward before dark. , prepare for tomorrow's attack.
The Japanese army didn't have time to clean the battlefield, but it was convenient for Liu Lang who was trying to hide behind the scenes. He didn't have to do anything now. He just had to roll his eyes and lie there, waiting for nightfall to fall completely, and then he could stretch his long legs. No, he should do it now. He walked away on thick fat legs.
What, a dream? Fighting against nearly 20,000 Japanese troops single-handedly is not a dream come true, it is definitely sleepwalking. Liu Lang is not that crazy.
If he remembered correctly, the Chinese army would counterattack on a large scale in the early hours of tonight. The Japanese army that was caught off guard would suffer a big loss. Liu Lang could just take this opportunity to escape from the battlefield.
As for this war, Liu Lang knew that after the Battle of Miaohang, the top leaders of both sides no longer wanted to fight anymore. In ten days, they would sit down at the negotiating table under the mediation of Western countries. The mission of soldiers It has been completed, and the rest is all a show by politicians.
He is a pawn, even if he comes from seventy years later, he cannot change any outcome in front of the rolling wheel of history.
Liu Lang's idea was very simple. After leaving the battlefield, he would first find his grandfather who was just eighteen years old. Maybe he could also meet his grandma who had never met and died under the gun of the Japanese army. After all, fighting the Japanese followed the trajectory of history. , he still has to wait five years.
However, Liu Lang didn't mind killing a few brats to collect some interest before leaving, even if he was just a fat guy now.
The most elite special forces of the Republic have never relied on brute force to kill people. Their honed killing skills are far beyond what soldiers of this era can match.
Especially this one who still has the intention of sneak attack on the lone person.
Large groups of Japanese troops passed by not far from Liu Lang in formation until there was no sound. Liu Lang calculated in his mind that their forward position was at least three or four kilometers away from here.
This place turned out to be the rear area of the Japanese army.
As night fell, the position that was once fiercely contested by gunfire and bullets turned silent. Liu Lang lay in the bomb crater and quietly moved his stiff hands and feet, thinking about how to escape with a headache.
Being surrounded by tens of thousands of Japanese troops was not a pleasant experience.
Liu Lang didn't have a headache for too long. A burst of wanton laughter broke the last silence of dusk.
Liu Lang glanced furtively, not far away, five or six soldiers wearing khaki military uniforms, steel helmets and holding long guns, led by an officer wearing a cloth cap, escorted a team of about 30 people toward Liu Lang.
Come in the direction.
But at a distance of 100 meters, although the fat man is fat and weak, in this era without electronic products, the fat man who would never study hard under an oil lamp still has very good eyesight. There is 1.5 even if it is not 2.0. Liu Lang can see it very clearly.
The yellow five-pointed star on the helmet of a soldier holding a gun and laughing.
This is a group of Japanese soldiers. The other group of defeated soldiers, whose clothes are ragged and stained with blood, are naturally captured Chinese soldiers.
The Japanese soldiers were obviously very proud of their victory during the daytime attack. While laughing wildly, they used their rifle butts to beat the prisoners who were walking silently. The prisoners had obviously accepted their fate and let the Japanese soldiers beat them, but they just fell to the ground numbly.
Writhing and wailing in pain, but showing no intention of resisting.
The leading sergeant was even more proud. He raised his foot and gave the prisoner rolling under his feet a hard chop, then raised his head and looked around, his eyes stopping at the position where Liu Lang was currently hiding.
With a flash of his eyes, he waved to the two soldiers on guard next to him and gave a few instructions in a low voice.
"Hey," the two soldiers lowered their heads and loudly accepted the order, then turned and walked towards Liu Lang.
Liu Lang narrowed his eyes slightly. Logically speaking, he had put a lot of thought into choosing this place. The terrain was relatively open, but there was also a ruined wall that was still emitting sparks, which was convenient for him to use when escaping.
This terrain avoids bullets and shrapnel, and can also remind people passing by that this place has been hit by artillery shells several times, and there is no living thing.
Battlefield terrain, battlefield survival, including psychology, were all used. I hid for a long time and there was no problem.
But this guy acted unreasonably! Liu Lang suddenly admired how a junior sergeant in the Japanese army was so arrogant. How did Taizu's seniors with millets and rifles resist in front of these awesome people with airplanes and cannons?
Eight years?
Soon, Liu Lang discovered that he had thought too much.
The two Japanese soldiers were very responsible. They carefully inspected the smoking ruins, but turned a blind eye to the "fat corpse" in the crater only one meter away, and made a safety gesture over there.
The sergeant screamed loudly, and arbitrarily pulled a prisoner from the group of prisoners towards this side. The prisoners suddenly became very excited, but soon they regained their composure amidst the sound of the gun bolt being pulled.
At this time, the sky was already dark, and it wasn't until Liu Lang, who was thirty meters away, trying to turn his dead eyes and look out of the corner of his eye, that he could see clearly that it was a female prisoner.
A female prisoner with a face covered in black and gray, and a dark blue military uniform that was as dirty as if she had been rolled in a garbage dump several times. If it weren't for her desperate sobs, Liu Lang would never have been able to tell that she was a woman.
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Obviously, there is a big gap between the current dress of female soldiers in the national army and the graceful and swaying military flowers wearing long leather boots that have been shown in various movies and TV shows in later generations.