Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 164 See Who's Crazy
This may be the most soul-stirring scene since the Sixing Warehouse War.

Because of the body of a soldier who died in battle, people kept jumping into the river and being shot to death by machine guns, and then followed up.

The Chinese people deeply influenced by the traditional concept of "the dead are the ones who go to the earth and the peace" are on this river, and they wrote a song with their lives and blood to the crazy Japanese invaders, to the tearful Chinese soldiers, and to the dumbfounded Westerners. Chinese style of stubbornness.

Tantai Mingyue was also in the crowd.

When she saw this scene, she rushed downstairs, threw off her leather boots, and planned to rush to the river bank like those clansmen who were desperately rushing to death.

She was stopped, stopped by the Chinese.

The men in China are not dead yet, and it is not the turn of the women, this is what the round-faced owner of the theater said with an almost grim face.

After finishing speaking, he led a few of his men towards the river bank, and they carried the big drum that Yue Changqing, who was the first to jump into the river, once beat.

"Soul! Come back!" They roared loudly while beating the drums.

Behind them, more people stood up.

As Tantai Mingyue wrote in her diary: "I was blocked by old people and women, and I could no longer move forward. I was far away from those middle-aged people wearing robes or suits, or young people with a little childishness. further and further.

I can't see their appearance clearly, and I can't know whether they regret or not at the last moment of their lives.

All I know is that the whole process lasted nearly 5 minutes. There were more than a hundred people who jumped into the river. The Japanese invaders kept machine gunning, and almost no one survived.Several times the previous crowd came back.

Thousands of people were furious, and the roar of anger resounded through the sky. Seeing that a disaster was about to come, the military in the concession had to warn the Japanese with red flares, and the Japanese gunfire stopped.

The surface of Suzhou Creek has become a heart-shattering pink.

Hundreds of people salvaged the remains of the heroes and their clansmen. The nearby cloth village sent white cloth to wrap their bodies, and the crying on the banks of the Suzhou Creek was loud. A total of 93 people were martyred and 17 people were seriously injured.

Mr. Yuechang Qingyue, who was the first to jump into Suzhou Creek, died.

He is a teacher of Jiangnan Academy, if not for this war, at this time, he should soak a pot of Longjing under the golden ginkgo tree, and tell his students the beauty of Chinese studies.

However, this situation will never happen again.

He was lying on the stretcher side by side with his hero, the bullet had pierced his body, his blood was almost drained, his face was as pale as rice paper, but his hands were tightly grasping the dark blue military uniform, which was the way to bind them The state when the two picked it up.

Dead bodies everywhere!I stood among the remains wrapped in white cloth by the people, tears welled up in my eyes, and I trembled all over.

Because, I smelled a taste of our Chinese nation.

Some people say, "There will be no China after Yashan, and there will be no China after the fall of the Ming Dynasty!" There are even many weak bones who use this sentence to whitewash themselves.

Yes, after the Yashan naval battle, hundreds of thousands of corpses floated on the surface of the surging sea. They were the most spineless group of people in ancient China.

However, Huaxia's backbone was not broken because of this.

Today, these 100 people, these hundreds of people, these thousands of people can testify that my nation and my national spirit are here.

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This battlefield diary of Tantai Mingyue was spread by telegram to newspaper offices in major cities in China at night, and was published by major newspapers. Moreover, for the first time, it did not appear in the morning newspapers of the next day, but was directly printed. Newsboys sell out.

The whole of China, at eight o'clock that night, knew the battle situation from the small battlefield of Songhu.

'My ethos, he's in! 'This sentence has inspired many Chinese people.

Since November 11st, I don’t know how many young people have bid farewell to their parents and relatives, carried simple bags on their backs, and walked to the conscription point closest to their homes.

The major general and the lieutenant colonel, two tough middle-aged men, saw the warehouse being blasted to ruins and seeing their soldiers being swept away by the air waves, their expressions remained unchanged.

But when they saw the people jumping into the river one after another and being shot at the floating corpses by Japanese machine guns, they covered their faces and let out a cry of grief.

The tears of the two toughest soldiers were not mourning the death of their own people, but that they could not protect them, but they had to protect them with their lives.

They violated their duties.

Military duty!
"Although it is difficult for me to understand the behavior of the people of your country and I think it is extremely stupid, I still have to admit that they have moved me." The eyes of the brigadier general of the empire on which the sun never sets also moistened, a rare sentimentality.

Three minutes later, when the Concession coalition forces re-entered the fortifications, Brigadier General Smart, who was the commander of the concession coalition forces, took the risk and ordered to fire three red flares representing the highest level of warning to the Japanese army.

This also became the main reason why Brigadier General Smart resigned and returned to the Empire on which the sun never sets three months later.

But the old man still believed in his autobiography that this was one of the most correct orders he gave in his life.

He also gained the friendship of the whole of China.

On the day when he passed away at the age of ninety decades later, the future China sent a telegram of condolences.

As for the defenders who were fighting fiercely with the Japanese army in the warehouse, they only discovered this scene a few minutes later.

Tang Dao, who had already killed his red eyes, was furious.

Regardless of the attacking Japanese army, the only machine gun used to stop the enemy was transferred to the left wing, and it fired wildly at the section of the trench that was shooting at the Suzhou Creek, suppressing all the Japanese troops in the trench.

Then, two mortars that were originally well hidden took a huge risk and moved to the roof of the building, blasting at the 30-meter-long trench.

In order to hunt down the murderer who killed his own people, the two mortars almost fired the last shells, a total of 40 shells, just for two light machine guns and a few Japanese shooters.

From a tactical point of view, this is absolutely stupid.More than 30 machine gun shells and 40 mortar shells could kill at least dozens of Japanese soldiers, but Tang Dao, who has always been rational, still did so.

In the future battle in the southwest jungle, Chinese soldiers even paid the price of killing all the infantry squads in order to carry back the body of a comrade-in-arms.

The Chinese people can pay the army with their lives, so what if the soldiers pay back with their lives?
The crazy Chinese artillery finally avenged their own people. The crazy shells killed the two light machine guns and four machine gunners hiding in the trench, as well as the Japanese squadron leader who ordered them, all in the trench.

That's all, but it cost a lot of money to kill a few Japanese troops.

What really made the Japanese army feel creepy was that the craziest move of the stimulated Chinese whose minds were no longer clear was when they found that their grenades could no longer blow them into the blind spot.

They actually started throwing cluster grenades with dozens of grenades tied together, and even giant explosive packs with two or three explosive packs tied together.

Even in the building, they dare to use it like this, as if they are not in this building.

This Baga is in the rhythm of dying together!The load-bearing columns on the entire first floor felt like several were blown off, and the building was also crumbling, and it was unknown when it would collapse.

Crazy, crazy, Chinese people are crazy.

What a madman dreads most is someone even crazier.

The Japanese army finally retreated like a tide.

This day's battle is finally over.

At that moment, the setting sun was like blood!

Colonel of the Japanese army is vomiting blood!

36th Infantry Regiment, bleeding!Not because of having a baby!
(End of this chapter)