"Since the Wannan Incident, there has been no support from the Eighth Route Army in the Zhongtiao Mountain area. We are all doomed. Although it is a soldier's bounden duty to die for the country, the division of the country has begun to emerge. Although our unit has the name of a division, it has no
After the first battle, more than 60% of the troops were out of arms, and all their ammunition had been sold out. Although they had the strength to fight against the Japanese army, relatively speaking, the only way to break through the Japanese siege and find a way out was to fight to the death.
For me, the only way to repay the trust of the country is to die. Even though I could not lose my momentum before the war, my failure has been revealed and there is no way to recover..."
Wang Zongyao drafted a telegram and sent it to South Korea as far away as Chongqing. The dense red dots on the map all remind them of the dilemma they are facing now. The Japanese army has assembled a large number of superior forces, facing superior forces and firepower.
, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a losing battle.
Before the Wannan Incident happened, there were Eighth Route Army troops on the flanks to defend the positions. However, after the incident, the troops covering the flanks were gradually withdrawn. Japanese planes flew overhead every day, whether for reconnaissance or reconnaissance.
Anyway, Wang Zongyao can basically guess what they want to do.
Counting from the December Incident, there is no Eighth Route Army unit in southern Shanxi. It is already dominated by the Shanxi-Sui Army and the Central Army. Since April this year, news of the Japanese troop reinforcements have been heard continuously, and the momentum is great.
The storm is coming. It is already May, and the effect of military preparations for war has not yet been obvious. Wang Zongyao can already foresee that the war is approaching and will begin soon.
"I order everyone to bring their marching supplies and be ready to retreat at any time!"
It is certain that we cannot defeat them and we can only run away, but where can we run? The Japanese army dispatched tens of thousands of people to surround the entire Zhongtiao Mountain area. Most of the national army troops still have weapons and equipment, but they are far away.
Not as abundant as when Wei Lihuang was there, the arsenal was filled not with ammunition but with loess, and boxes of ammunition boxes were filled with loess!
"Oh, I hope the Chairman will not blame me for this!"
Wang Zongyao took out several magazines from the drawer and began to fill them one by one. These pistol bullets were meaningless to the progress of the war and could only be regarded as a helpless move.
Business in Hancheng is booming, especially once the export-to-domestic sales path is opened up, the wealth increases in a visible way. Half of this wealth was handed over, and then the remaining half of Hancheng was exchanged for grain, and all of it existed
Inside the newly dug cave dwelling. To be honest, Shanxi is a very good place. The weather is dry and the transportation is inconvenient, but it is very easy to dig a cave dwelling large enough to store food. As for whether the Japanese will find it, you just need to
If you don't take the initiative to tell the Japanese, few people will know.
Hancheng called these grain storage areas old warehouses. After they were filled with grain, they were blocked with wooden boards and then sealed again with soil. A secret sign was placed nearby, so that almost no one could tell that a large amount of grain was stored here. These stored
Food is all high-priced. With the Japanese army making such a big move in Shanxi, it is certain that food prices will skyrocket. But if you don’t buy them, how will you deal with the next victims?
The production of the repair shop has begun to get back on track. Although it has not reached its previous peak, the daily production of 10,000 rounds of ammunition is still a big achievement. Fortunately, the Hundred Regiment War brought sufficient raw materials. Although many things are
They were collected, but not so many could be transported to the military factory. In the end, it was cheaper in Hancheng.
Looking at the rags in this area, who would have thought that these things were once railroad tracks or even trains. A large number of bullet casings are piled on the other side. It’s hard to count how many there are. The only thing that can be determined is that these raw materials can produce more murderers.
Weapons. The accumulated rare metals come in handy. These raw materials, combined with the right temperature, can produce better steel. These steels are not made into tools for development and production, but into murder weapons.
No one wants to continue this damn war, but if you don’t continue, you will die. The country has reached a time of life and death. Every living life is passing away in front of your eyes. You can’t imagine how the patients in the hospital died. A truckload of people died.
The corpses in the cart were pulled out of the hospital and buried in a place without names or tombstones. Who can remember that these corpses were once alive? What were their last names? What did they do before? No one remembers them. The only
His name may only consist of four characters, Chinese soldier.
They faced powerful enemies and still rushed forward, biting them with teeth, hitting them with rocks, and even using their waistbands to fight the enemies. The enemy they faced was an industrial country, even if it was a low-level industrial country, it was not
An agricultural country can defeat. It is this group of people who have brought victory after victory. On paper, it will only say how many were captured and how many were defeated? No one will ever write their names, and no one will report them.
Where they came from, not even their deep hatred was ever told.
They were all farmers once. From farm tools to weapons, it is unimaginable what kind of leap they have experienced. Whether they are soldiers or farmers, it is very hard, no matter what era they are in. Hancheng is
Bian has tried his best to help as many people as possible, but his ability is really limited. He has no way to make better things to help the world. He can only make some people suffer as little as possible.
From antique manufacturing to agricultural production, Han Cheng is actually very reluctant to do these things. Sometimes she wonders what force drives him to do these things one after another. Isn't it better to just be an ordinary person?
?Wait until the war is over, and then live a peaceful life. But even with these thoughts, he also wants to participate in these historical changes, even if he becomes one ten thousandth of them.
Wang Zongyao did not want to fight, he wanted to live a peaceful life. But the world did not give him a chance, and Chongqing did not give him a chance. Even though he was a senior member of the Kuomintang, he still had no leisure and continued to run on the front line.
Wang Zongyao was facing a hail of bullets at this time. Faced with such a dangerous situation, he already knew that he would not be able to get out. The enemies behind him had surrounded him, and there was only one battalion left of the mistakenly led troops. The Japanese
The all-out attack was so fast. The aviation force opened the way, and the ground troops used their rich combat experience and powerful firepower to overturn the defenses in the entire Zhongtiao Mountain area. The Central Army was defeated and defeated. 100,000 people fighting 180,000 people was like cutting down a melon.
Just as easy as chopping vegetables.
The only thing he is looking forward to now is whether the person he sent out can deliver the letter to his family. This may be the last time he writes a letter to his family. Maybe he will never see his child again, but he feels
This life is worth it. He has served half his life, and it is enough to have a perfect family. The only regret is that the time is too short, and it is over before he can savor it.
"Everyone, I'm afraid that's the end of it. Let's all run for our lives! If anyone is still alive, remember to burn some paper money for me, so as not to have no money to spend down below."
Covered in blood, Wang Zongyao could no longer run. He passed through six enemy blockades and was hit by six bullets, three in the thigh, two in the abdomen, and one in the arm.
He no longer had the strength to run. The only thing he could do was to reload his pistol and shoot himself in the head. This was probably the simplest thing to do.
The war is actually over now. Starting from the night when the Japanese launched the war, the troops led by Wang Zongyao could not resist and collapsed at the first touch. Most of these new soldiers were farmers who had just picked up guns. How could they be counted on?
How long can you resist?
"Teacher, please bear with me a little longer and we will leave."
"No need. If you continue to take me with you, I will be a drag. We must not fall into the hands of the Japanese. We will not be able to get good results in their hands. The Japanese's marksmanship is too accurate and we really can't beat them. I will take the first step."
After saying that, Wang Zongyao raised the gun, pointed it at his temple, and slowly...