The Fourth Disaster, Starting from the Movie Eight Hundred

This fierce and tragic battle lasted until the last I-16 was shot down. Not a single plane returned home during the entire battle. All of them died in the battle and on the way to the Japanese warships, which greatly shocked the Japanese Navy.

After the war, a cook serving on the Yukikaze described the scene like this.

"They showed no fear, repeatedly launching desperate charges against our warships. Before that day, I could hardly imagine such an army even existing in the world. They chose death on their own will. This spirit terrified me, and from that moment on, I realized that conquering China was impossible."

Just as the last I-16 crashed into the sea, newspapers across China received packages filled with photos, and along with these photos, the Sixth Column of the International Volunteer Army also became household names.

Those editors with conscience and patriotism burst into tears when they saw these photos, especially when they learned that the average age of these heroes was no more than 25 years old, and the youngest was only 17 years old.

"Heroes, they are all heroes of our China!"

"No matter where these people come from, we must remember them!"

"Gayin! Gayin! Gayin! We can't let heroes die in obscurity like this!"

"Heroic spirits live forever, and China will never perish!"

As newspapers were spread across the country, countless people shed tears for these heroes, and various memorial activities were spontaneously organized in various places.

But the chairman was very unhappy.

The reason is very simple, this army doesn't belong to us at all!

This is a very serious problem. Such a capable force actually belongs to the so-called "International Volunteer Army". Just by listening to the name, you can tell that it is most likely related to the Communist International or the Soviet Union.

You, Su Ci Zong, are still obsessed with the Red Bandits. You are indeed not of our race, and your heart must be different!

But the chairman certainly couldn't start cursing in public, so the government hypocritically said that it "wanted to reward these heroes" and offered a pension of 50,000 oceans. Of course, someone had to come and take it.

Then that night, one million dollars disappeared from the chairman's wife's bank account.

Liu Qi didn't care about the mere 50,000 oceans, but it was a definite insult to you to only compensate such a group of heroes with 50,000 oceans. In that case, I will help you spend the extra assets.

Immediately afterwards, the government announced that the national treasury had been embezzled by 100 million yuan.

Liu Qihao was not surprised. It was just a basic operation to extort money from the Kuomintang. Otherwise, why would it be called extorting money from the Kuomintang? Next, they would definitely make up for the losses, and they would also have to arrange for anti-Japanese taxes. Not paying it would be unpatriotic, and collecting it was justified.

If anyone dares to resist, haha, he will definitely be killed. He will be captured as a strong man or Xier at home to pay off the debt. You can choose one yourself.

Although the Kuomintang government did not have the courage to resist Japan, it had the courage to make money under the banner of resisting Japan, and it was very bold.

This is just one of the countless high-pressure operations of the Kuomintang government. There are many more outrageous ones.

The players' attack seemed to be a failure, but in fact, the players were already very happy because they earned a lot of points. The planes were even given by the system, which was pure profit. It was so satisfying to grab the French fries. They suddenly felt that this game was much more fun than those traditional FPS games. Awesome, brother.

The important thing is that this incident, combined with the previous events, allowed the people of the whole country to see the hope of victory in the War of Resistance Against Japan.

The Japanese are not so invincible. As long as we dare to fight and die, we will definitely win.

There is no need to worry about the rise of the theory of national destruction. Instead, some signs of the theory of quick victory are beginning to appear. However, these victories were won by the Sixth Column of the International Volunteer Army, so they are not enough to expand the theory of quick victory in the entire Chinese land. However, the generals of the Kuomintang do want to confront the Japanese army head-on.

For example, Commander Tang, who was dreaming of establishing his own faction in Nanjing.

Section 15: Les Miserables

Friends who often give nicknames to others know that names are about making up for what is lacking.

The actual performance of the Kuomintang leaders in the Battle of Nanjing was like Europe without the Germans - immoral.

Between surrender or resistance, this group of weirdos chose either, and dragged everyone in the city of Nanjing into the ditch. The Nanjing Massacre was a crime committed by the Japanese army, one that absolutely requires no explanation, but the Japanese should be buried in mass graves, and these high-ranking Kuomintang officials should be sent to the shooting range to replenish their copper elements.

That is to say, Little John Khan rarely makes domestic videos, otherwise the operations of this group of guys can completely bring the Republic of China into the ranks of weird effects, and dominate the charts for a long time, leading by a cliff-like lead through precise operations and brutal feudal privileges.

At this time, the person in charge of Nanjing has become Commander Tang. This bastard, whose name sounds smart but whose actual operation is stupid, is actively undermining Nanjing's already precarious city defense system. Basically, "the pre-war mobilization is a mess, the material preparations are all corrupted, the troop quotas are incomplete, and there is basically no control in the city."

Even in the anthropomorphic world, this is a "glorious record" that no one can break in a short period of time.

At this time, the city of Nanjing was in a quantum superposition state where the upper echelons were promoting resolute resistance, but in reality, they had already begun to flee secretly. The symptoms of disconnection between the brain and the body were very obvious. This condition is medically known as "epilepsy."

Under such circumstances, the Kuomintang soldiers were able to spontaneously resist the Japanese attack, and the grassroots showed considerable subjective initiative. This was an explosive awakening of the patriotic gene. If the Kuomintang high-level beasts had done something humane, Nanjing would not have become a city of hell. At least most people could have escaped.

When Liu Qi led his team into Nanjing City, everyone found that the management here was full of loopholes. As long as you disguise yourself as a defeated Kuomintang soldier, others can basically just ask a few questions and it's over. In other words, if a Japanese soldier disguised himself as a Kuomintang soldier and sneaked in, as long as he could speak a few words of Chinese, it would not be a problem for him to get through.

"What kind of bugs are these?" The caracal Lin Luan really wanted to rush into the Nanjing Garrison Headquarters with Suomi in his hand and empty every bullet in the magazine at the humanoids inside.

"It's normal that Nanjing cannot be defended. These guys will only hinder us." Yue Cheng glanced in the direction of the Nanjing Garrison Headquarters. Their target was there.

At this moment, Japanese bombers appeared in the sky. Before the players could react, the other national army soldiers hid around them in the shortest time possible. Their skill was so heartbreaking.

At this time, the city of Nanjing was already within the effective attack range of Japanese bombers, so they frequently visited Nanjing, making the weather here cloudy from time to time. As for the resistance of the National Army, you cannot count on the defeated soldiers and the organized anti-aircraft artillery units.

Moreover, the real elite of the National Army had already been crippled during the Battle of Shanghai. They proved their loyalty to the country with practical actions. It's a pity that the top leaders of the National Army were already on the verge of going crazy and surrendering. You can always believe that the Kuomintang, which is like a shining star, can do things that exceed the lower limit of normal people's imagination.

Don't forget, they also have a master of micro-manipulation who has never given up his hobby.

"Brothers, don't you want to die!"

Several National Army soldiers stuck their heads out and waved to the players who were looking at the Japanese bombers in the sky, signaling them to hide beside them and not be captured by the Japanese planes.

But several players smiled slightly, and then, like magic, brought out the Bofors 40mm anti-aircraft gun.

This is a new item I just bought, and the inscriptions on it are all in Chinese.

Under the stunned gaze of the Nationalist soldiers, twelve players exchanged for three Bofors 40mm anti-aircraft guns and began to pour ammunition at the Japanese bombers in the sky.

The Japanese bombers, who were already slow and unable to fight, never expected that the previously naked city of Nanjing would suddenly grow anti-aircraft guns, and they were classic World War II models. In addition, they were bombing at low altitude, so they were caught off guard.

It's normal. Suddenly there are three anti-aircraft guns on the previously empty street. Anyone would be confused.

Two Japanese bombers were hit and caught fire on the spot. It seemed that they would never be able to take off. Seeing that the situation was not good, the other Japanese bombers quickly turned and left, but the tragic turning radius and slow speed caused two of them to be shot down again. The rest of them just dropped their bombs and fled.

"Bah, little devil."

Rocket spat at the plane in the sky.

He used to be a pilot, but now he has changed his job to become an anti-aircraft gunner. After all, a pilot cannot stay off the ground forever, and the exchange price of flying vehicles is not easy to make back the money. It’s not that he can’t afford it, but the points he has earned so far can only be exchanged for infantry equipment by a rich man, but if he exchanges them for vehicles, they will become luxury goods for the middle class.

Besides, vehicles will be distributed during the mission, and they are free. As for training, there are plenty of opportunities to fight against abnormal AI in the training copy, so professionalism will not be affected.

Therefore, many flying players have now temporarily switched to infantry players, and those players who have not yet passed the flight qualification assessment of the game system, but are just a little bit away, are studying hard in the training dungeon.

At the rate they work, their flight time will soar to more than 240 hours in a month at most. Considering the intensity of the battles in the training copy, this is more challenging than flying for a thousand hours in reality.

Who made Liu Qi, who dominated the "game", have such black technology?

Virtual or reality? Of course, it is to use virtuality to break the dividing line between reality and reality.

At this time, several Kuomintang soldiers from the ruins came over. The leader gave a thumbs-up and asked cautiously, "Brothers, where are you from?"

Although these people were wearing the uniforms of the National Army soldiers, their style and temperament were incompatible with those of the National Army.

Especially temperament, this kind of thing is difficult to fake unless you have undergone special spy training. Compared with the elite national army and local forces at this time, the players are obviously more "proud".

Simply put, he is confident and sunny. Compared with the decadent Kuomintang soldiers around him, he is from two different worlds.

So in some novels, the protagonist's magical ability to infiltrate the national army by simply changing his equipment is actually a passive skill automatically acquired after traveling through time.

"We are the Sixth Column."

Players have previously learned about their "true identities" through the updated information released by the official game.

When introducing this to the public later, players all gave a unified answer. If someone deliberately spoke nonsense, the game system would deliberately correct their words as they came out, ensuring that they would not be overly free to express themselves on this issue.

It was just a minor issue that was harmless and the players accepted it smoothly.

"You are the heroes of the Sixth Column!"

"I know you guys. You blew up the Japanese warship. You are all heroes!"

"No more nonsense, I admire you guys, you are all this (thumbs up)!"

The players were surrounded by the Kuomintang soldiers. For the impoverished and weak Republic of China at that time, anyone who could bring them victory was a hero worthy of respect, and their sacrifice would be spontaneously commemorated in various places.

"How many of you are here?"

"How long will you stay here?"

"Can you let me follow you to fight the devils?"

The players were suddenly overwhelmed by all kinds of questions. The fellow villagers were so enthusiastic that they were unable to answer them all.

With such a lively crowd gathering, especially in a war zone, it was impossible for the military police not to notice it. Soon, a group of military police came running over to drive people away.

It's not that they don't understand the situation, but the crowds gathered in the current environment, which was just to help the Japanese gain victory. From the beginning of the war to now, the sky has never been controlled by the National Army. Letting the crowds disperse is also to be responsible for their lives.

However, when the gendarmes learned that there were members of the International Volunteer Army in the crowd, their attitude immediately became much better.

To them, these anti-Japanese heroes shared life and death and hardships with them, and were their comrades-in-arms. Moreover, their achievements were achieved by killing the Japanese devils. They were recognized heroes throughout the country, and anyone with a patriotic complex was convinced of their status.

Of course the crowd dispersed, but before leaving, the Kuomintang soldiers saluted the players to express their gratitude.

The gendarmes stayed because the identity of the International Volunteer Army was too sensitive. There was a requirement from above that if they found any traces of these people, they must keep an eye on them and report them. So it was their duty. But except for the officers, basically no one would make things difficult for them. At this time, the gendarmes around the players were all grassroots, and the salaries paid to them by the Kuomintang were not enough to inspire more subjective initiative from them.

But this also means that these players can't leave, they have to deal with the military police here.

So they can only complain in the player group first.

"Unlucky, we were targeted by the Nationalist military police."

"How about we kill these military police?"

"Let's not do that. They didn't give us any trouble. It's just our duty. There's no need to kill them."

"Then you might as well just recruit these people right here."

"Nanjing City is recruiting military police from the Nationalist Army. You're a real talent!"

"Just give it a try. You won't get pregnant anyway."

So, when the main force of players in Nanjing City rushed to the Nanjing Garrison Headquarters, twelve players represented by Rocket began to chat with the National Army Military Police with anti-aircraft guns. The content was nothing more than "Brother, how many people are there in your family?", "How much is the monthly salary?", "How is the casualty compensation calculated?", "How is the family situation?" and so on.

It started out as just a normal chat, but as time went on, the two sides started to reconcile accounts.

In the eyes of the National Army soldiers, these international volunteers were very mysterious. Apart from anything else, the fact that they were able to completely annihilate the Sixth Division and seize multiple regimental flags was a mythical and legendary existence in China at that time, making people very eager to find out the truth.

But there is a small problem, that is, the players are not foreigners, and their temperament and habits are different from those of the Chinese people at that time. How can we prevent these ancestors from more than half a century ago from having too outrageous suspicions?

Rocket suddenly had an idea and blurted out, "We're all from Darien. It's a coastal city with a huge shipyard. They can build aircraft carriers, ships with a displacement of nearly 100,000 tons."

"A big ship? How big is it?"

"Let's put it this way, it's more than twice as big as the Japanese ship."

"Oh my goodness, Darien's shipyard is so impressive!"

"That's right. Besides, we are not only powerful, we can also eat meat for every meal. However, eating too much can easily lead to the three highs, so we have to lose weight." Then came some words that the National Army soldiers could not understand at all, such as "high blood sugar, high blood pressure, high blood lipids", "physical exercise is needed", "overtime is tiring", "three thousand dollars a month is not enough".

"Is this...is this where the gods live?"

"No, no, it's Darien, my home. By the way, how much are your salaries?"

As the saying goes, "Comparisons are the thief of anger." There are some things that are better not to ask, because asking can easily make people lose their defense.

Friends who often serve as soldiers in the National Army know that soldiers under the rule of the Kuomintang are cannon fodder. In theory, their salary and benefits are still higher than those of rural farmers, but unfortunately, the superiors exploit the soldiers' blood more harshly. Their wages on paper are just enough to comfortably afford them, but their actual wages are just enough to make a living.

Oh, sorry, during the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, the Kuomintang soldiers couldn’t even get enough rice bran to eat.

Of course, the treatment of the elite and the miscellaneous ones is definitely different, but the problem is that the elite don’t eat well either.

For example, in 1944, the U.S. military conducted physical examinations on the Kuomintang soldiers and found that 57% of the Kuomintang soldiers were malnourished, and the harsh environment on the battlefield caused the disease rate to soar. This was 1944, and the United States was not the insect government of 2025. Even if the U.S. aid was a bit of a skimming, most of it could be delivered to the right place. In the end, the money was misappropriated by the Kuomintang government and deposited back into American banks. Even the U.S. president called the Chairman and his wife thieves.

Capitalism means that you are too inhuman. How inhumane are you?

Wait, the president of the United States at that time was Roosevelt, so it’s okay, the United States at that time was indeed worthy of the title of a beacon nation.

You think that's the end of it, but there are still the "goodwill" arrears of wages by the Kuomintang government. On average, the military pay is occasionally delayed by 1 to 6 months, which is a common occurrence.

But what would it matter if the money was given? During the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, the Kuomintang government, on the grounds of "national difficulties", directly cut the military salaries, which were originally "life-sustaining meal allowances", to the level of "you'll be unlucky if you starve to death". This was the "National Disaster Pay Medal". The salary of a private among the soldiers was only 7 yuan per month, and it was still available.

Please note, this is a private. From that point forward, you're not even required to pay to join the army, and all able-bodied men are expected to serve as cannon fodder. Pretty miserable, isn't it? And there are even experts out there. Terrible inflation. Because "the country is in trouble," the dollar bills were no longer issued, replaced by legal tender, a magical currency that even the counterfeiters, the Japanese, felt they'd lost out. In 1944, inflation in Chongqing was rampant; over 2100 times, a colonel's salary could only buy 20 kilograms of meat.

Under such circumstances, it is completely impossible to expect the national army officers and soldiers to observe the "Three Disciplines and Eight Points of Attention" and not engage in any side jobs, which will form a vicious cycle of even greater corruption.

After all, you can't expect an army that takes vitamin tablets out of soldiers' mouths and sells them for money to compete with the people's soldiers.

As they talked, the Kuomintang military police began to shed tears. Although they were military police, it did not mean that their treatment was good enough to make them willing to be loyal to the party and the country. In fact, the hardest and most tiring work was done by these poor people at the bottom of the society. With just a few words, the players started a small-scale grievance meeting without any guidance.

It was still 1937, and the Nationalist army had not yet carried out large-scale conscription of men, but various forms of bullying and humiliation often occurred in the army.

Officers bully soldiers, veterans bully recruits, and the cycle continues when recruits become veterans.

As a violent machine, the army is prone to distortion of human nature, and the officers of the National Army generally believe in the idea that "a good general is one who can suppress his soldiers" and use various means to PUA the lower classes.

Their PUAs are up to murder and arson.

For example, if they caught deserters, they would hang them up, and then let the new recruits go up and stab them with bayonets. Those who didn't bayonet, or stabbed without force, would be beaten immediately. The soldiers couldn't bear it, so they chose to hit them in non-lethal places. This was out of human kindness, but they also gave the captured soldier the most cruel death. In the end, the soldier would most likely have his limbs covered in blood, and then die after bleeding.