Anti-Japanese heroic righteousness

Jiang Haoran smiled knowingly, and said: "It seems that I am almost transparent in your eyes, and nothing can be hidden from your eyes? However, with your cleverness, if you turn all your eyes on me to Go to the battlefield, you don’t even have to ask me why?”

Leng Rushuang patted the back of Jiang Haoran's hand, and said angrily, "Don't babble, just say it!"

Jiang Haoran stopped teasing, and said with a smile: "I'm just amused by Neiji Okamura's poor skills!"

"Qian donkey is poor? What do you mean?" Leng Rushuang wondered.

Jiang Haoran said proudly: "Hehe, it's actually very simple. Neiji Okamura has always wanted to block us between Huangshan and Quzhou, forming a circle to surround us again. Now the reinforcements from Hangzhou have been cut off, and Nanchang is too busy to take care of himself. Neji Okamura can only hope that the 157th Division and the 140th Division, maybe there will be a 141st Division, which will wipe us out before we enter Quzhou, so we will catch up in such a hurry, and the four divisions will kill us. Surrounding Dunai all around me is fine, but Neiji Okamura pins his hopes on chasing him on one side, isn't that what it is?"

At this moment, the sound of explosions in the distance suddenly became more violent, and even the roar of machine guns could be faintly heard. Jiang Haoran looked behind and his expression suddenly became serious.

Wang Shanhu also walked up to Jiang Haoran, and said worriedly: "Brother! This devil's planes have come to join the battle. It seems that he will not stop until we are forced out. The new Ninth Division only has 7000 troops left. Can you stop the enemy's attack? How about I take the team up to support, and at worst, come back and retreat with you when it gets dark?"

Jiang Haoran glanced at Wang Shanhu, and said: "No need, no matter how cruel you are, you can't throw soldiers into it. The two divisions of the Japanese army are divided into three groups. They don't have an advantage in terms of strength, but their artillery and aircraft are indeed It will cause a lot of shock and casualties to the soldiers, now it depends on whether their courage and willpower can hold on to the battle until night?"

"Why, will the devils stop attacking at night?"

"No, but I won't play with them at night, and retreat across the board!"

"How is it possible, even if you think the devil will agree? Can he not chase us all the way?" Wang Shanhu wondered.

"Hehe, don't worry, brother Shanhu! At night, I will hand them over to the Snow Wolf Special Forces and let them deal with it!" Jiang Haoran said.

Leng Rushuang interjected: "Boss, Zhongtian and the others have already been divided into three teams, and each team only has more than 40 people. Are you going to use these 40 people to deal with thousands of devils?"

Jiang Haoran said seriously: "This area is a hilly area, with many mountains, dense forests, and narrow and winding roads. Of course, more than 40 people from the Snow Wolf Special Forces can't fight the enemy head-on, but it shouldn't be difficult to use the terrain to harass the devils. In addition, during the airdrop, I specially asked Ye Zhaofeng to drop more remote-controlled time bombs, and when the time comes, they will be buried deep along the road. If the devils come to clear the mines, they will blow them up. If they don’t clear the mines, they will blow them up.

"Well, this method is good, I think it will work! We are only twenty or thirty miles away from Hua County. As long as we get rid of the devils tonight, we can reach Quzhou tomorrow afternoon. As long as we enter Quzhou City, the devils will have nothing to do. It's time to stare, hehehe!" Wang Shanhu said happily.

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The setting sun was setting, indicating that the day was coming to an end, but the tragic war continued, as if there was no end.

On the unnamed mountain, corpses were strewn all over the field, some of them were Japanese soldiers, but it was obvious that the casualties of the Japanese army were more serious, because only three or four corpses of Japanese soldiers could be seen. They even went through brutal hand-to-hand combat, but the army still stood firm on the hill, and the Japanese army could not tear through their temporary defense line.

On the top of the mountain, Li Jian, the commander of the new Ninth Division of the Communist Party of China, stood facing the wind with a telescope in his hand. The setting sun shone on his dilapidated and bloodstained general's uniform, which coated his whole body with a golden halo, making him feel ecstatic. It looked extraordinarily awe-inspiring but full of murderous intent.

Only Ye Maolin, the chief of staff behind him, knew that he was holding on to his death. A bayonet pierced through his left rib by the devil. Fortunately, he dodged quickly and did not hurt his internal organs, but the whole flesh was completely ripped apart by the bayonet. The wound was more than ten centimeters long, and the width could easily fit into a child's arm. Several doctors sewed up his wound at the same time. Once the bandages were bundled, he went to the battlefield again. Ye Maolin was also strictly ordered not to report to the chief, saying It is unlucky to change generals just before the battle, Ye Maolin knows that he is worried about handing over the lives of his brothers to others, as long as he has breath, he will be with his brothers, this rule has not been changed since the Battle of Songhu .Therefore, no matter how hard, tired and cruel, the brothers would not panic or retreat as long as they saw that he was still on the battlefield.

Putting down the binoculars, Li Jian said sadly: "Brother, the devils have started to gather again. It seems that we have to fight with them before dark, but don't worry this time, there is no plane to help out, these bastards are in my eyes It’s just a group of paper tigers, look at my brothers, most of them died under the machine guns of the devil’s planes and the bombardment of cannons!”

Before Ye Maolin answered, Li Jian was already in tears. Ye Maolin hurried forward to support him, and said, "Brother, you can relax and rest. I'm here, and I promise not to let the devil go any further!"

"Let me go, I won't go down, even if I die, I will die with my brothers!" Li Jian shook off Ye Maolin's hand and staggered into the trench.

The temporarily built trenches were neither deep nor wide enough, and even many places had been plowed by the devil's shells, and the soldiers were hurrying to build them.

Li Jian patted the shoulder of a soldier who was building a trench and said, "Goofy, fix the artillery hole first, the devils will bomb again soon, don't you have nowhere to hide?"

Gouzi's face was covered in smoke and dust, so he couldn't see his face clearly, but he raised his head and grinned, showing his white teeth, and said with a smile: "Master, don't worry, I've already built the bomb defense hole, so don't even try to blow me up!" root?"

"Hehe, just blow it, don't you not hear your voice at the roll call?"

Just as Li Jian finished speaking, the sound of shells piercing the sky suddenly sounded "咻咻咻".

"Devil cannon attack, hurry up, quickly enter the anti-bunker hole, hurry up??????"

Li Jian waved his hands and howled loudly. Suddenly, he felt someone push him to the ground, and his whole body was stacked on his back. Immediately, a deafening explosion sounded in his ears, and a powerful The powerful force squeezed from all directions, and his whole body seemed to be squeezed into a small space in an instant, making him breathless and unable to make a sound. He only felt black in front of his eyes and lost consciousness instantly.

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