Revolution 1938

() At [-]:[-] in the middle of the night, I finally finished writing this chapter. I was exhausted, and the manuscript preparation was really hard.

Well, the old man is really going to sleep. Don’t be stingy with those who have red tickets and rewards. They all vote for the old man. Look at my hard-working code words. Those friends who don’t have collections, don’t be too lazy. To watch flowers, collect them first and then slowly fatten them up.

Well, no nonsense, everyone look!

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Just when Wu Shanmin and Ri himself were surprised by the appearance of this music, a dozen Taoist priests with swords suddenly rushed out of the mulberry forest next to Tutun. The battle was a mess.

Compared with the Taoist priests who practiced swords all the year round, the bayonet used by Ri himself in close combat suddenly looked pale and weak.He didn't have the prestige of the past at all, and the action of hastily pulling the tie to withdraw the bullet seemed so clumsy to Wu Shanmin in the Tuen.

Accompanied by the soothing Taoist music, the swords in the hands of the Taoist priests seem to be like butterflies flying through the woods, light and free, and every turn will take away a sinful soul.After a while, the more than 100 Japanese soldiers in front of the position were completely killed by these Taoist priests, and only a few laggards turned around and fled to their own positions.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerate... chase him up and kill him enough."

At this time, following a few Taoist priests playing musical instruments, an old Taoist with white beards and a majestic face came out of the woods. He was the one in Wu Shanmin's childhood memory who often touched his head with a smile and gave him crispy The candy-eating old Taoist, it turns out that the peaceful him also has such a fierce side...

Maybe it was too easy to kill these Japanese soldiers. The Taoists didn't realize that the danger was coming. When they gathered around the old Taoist and tried to attack the Japanese position again, the Japanese heavy machine gun rang , The flying bullets knocked down these Taoist priests one by one in a pool of blood.

The old Taoist waved the sword in his hand and was able to block some bullets at first, but facing the killing machines of the industrial age, these Taoist priests were also at a loss as to what to do.Not long after, the old Taoist was unable to carry on, and was hit in the chest by bullets again and again, and finally fell among his disciples and grandchildren.

Wu Shanmin had no way to speak in Tutun, he could only watch the Taoist priests die, he knew that his last time was coming soon.With the cessation of the gunfire, Ri himself sent another wave of attacking teams to cautiously approach the Shura field.This time, Japan himself was finally able to board the Tutun without hindrance, but what greeted them was an unyielding gaze and the grenade in this man's hand. In the end, only the Japanese soldiers who were blown out were taken away by the explosion In addition, there is a strong worker's soul....

When the gunpowder smoke dissipated, when the Japanese who were frightened by the explosion finally stood up and carefully crossed the defense line on Tutun, they were surprised to see several monks praying devoutly on the slope behind the ditch. Chanting the Diamond Sutra.

For these Japanese soldiers, today is the weirdest day. They never imagined that they would spend 4 hours in a small town with no regular army before finally eliminating these rebels, and these people were not familiar to them. The Republican Party soldiers, but some guerrillas and monks... .

After another burst of gunshots, the chanting sound that had been lingering over Yiwu disappeared, and the town of Yiwu disappeared along with it.

Flames, screams, blood.This small county town, which had never been trampled by the Japanese in the previous life, encountered an unprecedented catastrophe in this time and space.But it was the Chairman of the National Committee far away in Wuhan who brought all of this, the actual supreme leader of the country...

In the middle of the night, Ri himself had already left from Yiwu. Because of their haste, they did not clean up the battlefield outside the city. Instead, they just gathered up the corpses of their soldiers and burned them, while the rest of the remains were thrown on the battlefield as they were. No one cares about it.

At this time, a slender hand stretched out from a bombed mound in the trench and propped it on the ground, and then a figure slowly stood up in the mound.

The figure stared blankly at the battlefield full of corpse marks in the moonlight for a while, and then looked back at the burning Yiwu City. At this moment, he might have decided something, and bent down to pick up the remains from the mound. The rifle with the last bullet was slung on his back.Then I took the moonlight and started looking for it on the battlefield.

Unfortunately, in the end, he still didn't find Captain Wu who patted him on the back to give him courage. He only found the body of Jin Wenshu and the kettle he threw out, and he only found the man who gave him a bite of food when he was a child wandering around. Only the old Taoist monk who gave him a place to live in winter was found.For the rest, he found nothing.Everything he used to be familiar with has completely disappeared in the battle a few hours ago.

He knelt down and wanted to cry, but he found that he couldn't cry, maybe because the weak parts of his body had been dried by the flames of war, and his eyes couldn't shed tears. In the end, he gave up crying, but followed his memory. Go find where Captain Wu was last seen.

When he found it, it had turned into a bomb crater, with fragments of cloth and broken body parts scattered around.Perhaps these are Captain Wu's.He tried his best to push and pull a few times, but he couldn't form a complete body for his Captain Wu.In the end, I can only give up.

Looking at the sky, he was alone, and in the end he could only carry the corpses on the battlefield one by one into the trench and line them up together, and then cover them with the floating soil, so that they can be buried in the ground for safety.It's a pity that he couldn't read and write, so he couldn't set up a tombstone for them, so he could only move a few big stones as a mark.

After finishing all this work, he gathered the most important things he found from these remains, then pulled the broken team flag bag and carried it on his back, took advantage of the moonlight to follow a direction and left.

Among these things are the scriptures of the old monk, the booklet in the arms of the old Taoist, the sword in his hand, and the little booklet with red sickle and hammer found from the captain's scattered cloth strips. .

In the past, he often saw that Captain Wu would take out this small book to read when he was free, and he kept it very carefully close to his body. For him who could not read, although he didn't know what it was, he kept these things Sending it to the place where it should be sent will be the only important thing in his life.

At this time, the sky in the east had gradually turned white, and he walked towards the bright direction. The fire in the Obligation City behind him had been extinguished, and the thick black smoke melted into the night, interpreting the darkness before dawn like this whole.Make the world look so real.

Six days after the Battle of Yiwu, in Wangjiaping, Yan'an, the Eighth Route Army's reorganization office was filled with terror.The little monkey who finally crawled out of Yiwu City no longer had the appearance of a mud monkey, and was completely washed. It turned out that he had just walked out of Yiwu that day and met Vice President Wu Zhang who had escaped with his fellow villagers. Afterwards, the little monkey was sent all the way. After the efforts of the Zhejiang Provincial Party Committee, the little monkey was finally sent to Puhai, and then arrived in Yan'an by transport flight.

However, after experiencing these things, he was silent and basically stopped talking. Even if he asked him a question, he was silent for a long time. Only when he saw the party flag in the office did he relax and took out Captain Wu's This party card, this party card has the same sickle and hammer on the flag of the office, this should be the place Captain Wu has been yearning for.

Now that he had found the place, Little Monkey finally opened his mouth and told the whole Yiwu Battle from beginning to end with his immature expression, then took out all the relics of the members of the political work team and handed them over to the party zhong yang, and among them is the kettle with Jinkai Jinwen, and also the booklet that everyone in the office is reading at this time.

The content of the pamphlet is not much, it mainly records the daily affairs of the entire political work team and the names of the comrades who died. The most shocking thing is the few lines of pencil writing mixed with blood.

"Basically all members of the political work team were killed in the first battle in Yiwu. Only the captain Wu Shanmin, the secretary Jin Kai, and the soldier Xiaohouzi were left, and 6 comrades who died were unknown. The Japanese army will attack again. All members of the political work team express their gratitude The Party Central Committee promised to stop the Japanese army’s attack at the cost of his own life and buy time for the people of Yiwu to evacuate. Document Jin Kai’s last letter.”

Through the bits and pieces in this booklet, it is possible to see the entire process of the Yiwu War almost completely, except that the last glory of the Taoist priests was missing, and the only person who saw that scene was Wu Shanmin who had already sacrificed As well as Ri himself, the only surviving little monkey had been buried in the mound by the explosion.Apart from the booklet in the arms of the old Taoist, that miraculous sword skill will probably disappear forever in the long river of history.

After Mao Runze finished reading the pamphlet, he threw it viciously on the table.

"Bastard, Lao Jiang is guilty. In order to reconcile with Ri himself, he even ignored the safety of his own people. If he said he would not pursue him, he would not pursue him. Let Ri himself burn, kill and loot. This chairman."

"Old Mao, after all these years, you don't know Lao Jiang's style. Apart from his official position, how can he catch the eyes of the old man?"

"This time he went too far. It seems that the anti-Japanese national united front doesn't want to continue. If he has a chance to reconcile with Japan, he doesn't even want the most basic bottom line of life. This kind of person is not qualified to come Lead the resistance of the whole country.

Comrade Zong Ke, immediately send a nationwide telegram to report the cause of the Yiwu tragedy, and ask Lao Jiang, where is Lao Jiang going? "