Chapter 303: The land is poured with blood, just to keep the mountains and rivers intact (please give me a monthly vote!)
The crow's leap stunned the Japanese soldiers and made them feel extremely insulted.
The Chinese man who had been reduced to pieces did not scold them, but they already felt in their hearts that they had been humiliated.
Although they could not give a specific reason for being humiliated until they returned to the military camp.
Most of the Japanese troops felt humiliated, but Komura Kumaichi, who was the temporary commander here, was furious.
Because, four more people are about to die.
The poison gas thing doesn't mean that it is ineffective against them just because they are users. Moreover, the scattered shrapnel will beat several people like bloody gourds. Death is normal, but survival is a miracle.
As for the translator, not many people actually took him seriously. Even the Japanese soldiers who came to drag him were just helping him.
After all, we came down from the brigade headquarters. No matter what, we have to hand over some meat, right? Whether it's warm or cold.
The angry sergeant did not completely lose his cool. He felt that the Chinese people must have their reasons for choosing this extremely decisive method.
Perhaps there are any secrets in this tall pagoda?
So, while the experienced Japanese sergeant ordered a few wounded soldiers to be carried away, he also ordered his subordinates wearing gas masks to enter the pagoda and prepare to climb up to see what else there was.
Unfortunately, before the Japanese troops arrived, in order to prevent anyone from climbing the tower, Crow used a grenade to blow up the entire first-floor staircase. If he wanted to go up, he had to climb.
As for the short legs of the Japanese, it’s true that even with Jordan’s bounce, they can’t get up without tools.
And Zhao Daqiang over there also woke up.
Perhaps there is something on that pagoda that the second lieutenant wants to protect.
The eyes gradually turned cold.
As a comrade, it is a great pity that we cannot save his life. Then, help him protect what he wants to protect!
The crosshairs of the 38-meter cap were aimed at the chest of a gesticulating Japanese soldier standing outside the pagoda, waiting to pull the trigger.
The sound of gunshots not far away suddenly rang out violently.
It was the position set up by the 1st Battalion of the Security Regiment and Nakamura Futoshi and took fire.
Xiao Cunxiong was so startled that he no longer wanted to be curious about what was on top of the pagoda, and loudly ordered the Japanese army to move closer to his main force.
The Japanese troops around Xilin Temple quickly evacuated.
Until Zhuang Shisan rushed in with nearly a hundred people, he saw a man standing dumbly under the towering pagoda holding a rifle.
And a little bald man was almost lying on his stomach, picking up something with clothes on the ground.
The soldiers of the security regiment who were responsible for reporting the news had already recognized Lieutenant General Liu Yuqing's guard squad leader. Master Zhuang waved his hand and ordered the soldiers to be alert around them. He strode towards the foot of the pagoda and smelled a disgusting pungent smell in his nose.
My heart suddenly sank.
Until I got closer, I heard the little bald head muttering to himself: "Uncle Crow, the heavy rain will take you home."
What does this mean? Zhuang Shisan's heart sank to the bottom. Before he could ask, he saw the stunned Zhao Daqiang turning around and looking at him with a bitter look on his face: "Commander Zhuang, Second Lieutenant Crow has been martyred for his country. What's the point?"
Please grief!"
“What?” Zhuang Shisan was shocked. “What about others?”
"It's all here!" Zhao Daqiang looked at the little bald man who was still looking for him on the ground, his eyes flashed with sparkle, but his body stood upright. "This boy is the person that Second Lieutenant Crow wants to protect when he leaves. I hope Battalion Commander Zhuang
It can protect his safety. Also, this place is filled with poisonous gas. After returning to the city, the commander of the camp must wash all the people who enter this place with white wine."
“It’s all.” Zhuang Shisan looked at the little boy picking up the pieces on the ground bit by bit, and stood there blankly.
As a soldier, of course he knew what Zhao Daqiang meant.
“Commander Zhuang, please lend me two rifles and five magazines!” Zhao Daqiang suddenly said.
"Okay!" Zhuang Shisan, who was heartbroken, waved his hand without hesitation, and the guards behind him immediately brought the equipment and armed belts.
Although the crow is still dead, the kindness of Master Liu’s security squad leader who risked his life to come closer for reconnaissance cannot be forgotten.
Insert the magazine and a shell gun into the armed belt, holding a shell gun in his hand, Zhao Daqiang looked back at the pagoda again: "I am going to carry out the second task assigned to me by the master. At the same time, Battalion Commander Zhuang, rescue
The mission failed, I ask you to lead the entire army to retreat immediately, and then request orders from Master Liu to cover the place where I fired the signal bomb with artillery fire."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
Zhuang Shisan was in a daze again.
The man in front of me actually hated the Japanese soldiers who killed the crow so much that even after they had already retreated outside the block, they still risked their own death at any time to follow them, and even if they were in the middle of the situation, they would cover them with artillery fire.
Strike?
Of course, Zhuang Shisan didn't know that. It wasn't until Zhao Daqiang rushed under the pagoda and climbed up the pagoda with the help of tools. He looked at the bald boy rushing toward him with gritted teeth that he finally understood why the crow chose that way.
Because, there is a Chinese on the pagoda, a young man who although does not have much fighting ability, represents the future of China.
Zhao Daqiang let the little boy bite him hard on the arm and spoke in his hometown dialect to prove that he understood everything.
The crow must die, and must die in front of the Japanese. Only in this way can the Japanese believe that their target is dead and will not go to great lengths to search the pagoda. Only then can the young man hiding in the lower level of the pagoda have a chance to survive.
Two people, if they want to live, can only live one, or both will die.
In a different place, even someone as experienced in combat as Zhao Daqiang can only find this answer.
It’s just that it’s easy to find the answer, but how difficult is it to take such action? Ants are greedy for life, let alone humans who are intelligent creatures.
The young man may not be his comrade-in-arms or his relative, but he is the future of China. Zhao Daqiang already admires the crow who made such a choice to his core.
Since his robe can be transformed into arrows and bones to attack the Japanese invaders in order to protect the country, and become the most brilliant "fireworks" in this misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River in China, then Zhao Daqiang will not be stingy about giving him a blow in the middle of the game.
"Fireworks" as a farewell.
They are just the ‘audiences’ of this fireworks, and many of them are destined to be buried with the crows.
Seeing Zhao Daqiang go away, Zhuang Shisan immediately ordered the two soldiers to run away with the little bald Sayazi who was unwilling to leave, and the sound of the iron whistle for everyone to retreat rang through the neighborhood.
More than 400 Chinese soldiers retreated like a tide.
And Futoshi Nakamura, two hundred meters away, with more than a hundred remnant troops, finally waited for the reinforcements of two or three infantry squads. He just breathed a sigh of relief and was ready to fight the Chinese with his newly strengthened troops.
, I saw it
A red flare was launched into the sky less than 30 meters away from him.
Is this the end of the world for the Chinese? Futoshi Nakamura is so evil and courageous, why didn’t I send a signal bomb at all this time? What are you doing to help me send a signal for help?
Unfortunately, this is not the disgusting trick played by the dealer.
It was Zhao Daqiang, who was only 30 meters away from them, who came to claim his life.
Thirty seconds later, Futoshi Nakamura, who was ordering Komura Kumaichi, the unlucky sergeant who had lost almost half of his men, to hunt down the Chinese who came to disgust him, was met with artillery fire.
This time, there were not 16 heavy mortars, but 24, which was a full-out bombardment by two mortar battalions.
The Japanese army may not have expected that a simple search operation would lead to such a fierce counterattack from the Chinese side. Not only did they invest hundreds of troops to return to the city to fight, but they also used more than 20 heavy mortars.
At most, only one-third of Nakamura Futoshi's infantry squadron was able to return to the main formation on their own.
The Japanese captain was one of the lucky ones. Although he was not lucky enough to return to his own formation, he was still able to be found and carried back to his home formation by the Japanese soldiers who had been damaged by artillery fire even though one of his legs was blown off. His luck was really not that good.
Relatively speaking, Xiao Cun Xiong Yi's luck was much worse than him. He escaped both rounds of test fire, but when the third round of ferocious artillery fire came, he had no choice but to cover his ears and hide in the house.
The house destroyed by artillery fire was buried under him. By the time the Japanese army found him, the burning roof beams had almost cooked him.
The aroma of medium-rare meat, the taste is really amazing.
Half of the Japanese soldiers responsible for carrying the corpse were vomiting.
The casualties in the exchange of fire with the Chinese were not that large, but at least seventy people died from the Chinese artillery fire regardless of the cost.
The Chinese are absolutely crazy and this does not meet tactical needs.
When the Colonel-General Captain in charge of the battlefield on this side of the block received such a battle report, his mind was buzzing and at the same time, such doubts flashed across his mind.
Of course, the Japanese colonel would not know that the person who prompted the Chinese army lieutenant general 2,500 meters away from him to make such irrational tactical behavior was just a Chinese second lieutenant whose name has been forgotten by most people.
But all Chinese people, after hearing about his deeds, felt that it was worth it.
Just like when Tang Dao, who returned from Cangcheng, heard about this incident, regardless of his physical fatigue, he led the remnant troops of Cangcheng to the security regiment's first battalion station to pay military tribute to Crow's coffin, and left a sentence: "The blood of our generation is
Watering the land is just for the mountains and rivers to remain the same, and the stars and the sea are the journey of a young man."
Although they didn’t understand what the stars and the sea were, the officers and soldiers of the first battalion of the security regiment burst into tears when they heard the army lieutenant colonel, who had once angrily called themselves and others trash that night, use such words of praise to express their gratitude.
This sentence was also engraved on Crow's tombstone after the war.
Xia Dayu left with Tang Dao.
Just because Tang Dao said to him: "Follow me and you can become the person you want to be. I will send someone to send your younger siblings away."
Tang Dao's original intention is just to hope that he can live up to Crow's wish.
He also didn’t expect that he would pick up an amazing guy just by picking it up casually.
It’s just that, after the end of the Great Patriotic War, this incredible guy chose to retire during his peak period and returned to this small town.
At a place not far from Xilin Temple, I used the military pay I had accumulated over the years to open a small shop selling Songjiang specialty snacks. I used four large yellow croakers as a betrothal gift and married an ordinary-looking girl.
Not for anything else, just because the girl’s father called Wang Laoshi.
That was the only place where young man Xia Duyu could find a connection with crows.
