Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 305 Blood is poured on the country, just for the sake of the mountains and rivers (seeking a wave of monthly tickets!)

The crow's jump stunned the Japanese army and made them feel extremely insulted.

The Chinese who had been shattered into pieces did not scold them, but they already felt humiliated from the bottom of their hearts.

Although until they returned to the barracks, they could not tell the specific reason for being humiliated.

Most of the Japanese army felt humiliated, but Komura Kumaichi, who was the temporary commander of this place, was furious.

Because, there are four more people who are going to die.

The thing about poisonous gas doesn't mean that just because they are users, it is ineffective against them. Besides, the scattered shrapnel also beat a few people like blood gourds. Death is the norm, and it is a miracle to live.

As for the translator, in fact, not many people would take him seriously, and even the Japanese soldiers who came to drag him were just passing along.

After all, they also came down from the brigade headquarters, no matter what, they have to pay their way up, don't they?Be it warm or cold.

The angry Sergeant did not completely lose his composure. He felt that the Chinese must have his reasons for choosing such an extremely decisive way.

Perhaps, there are some secrets on this tall pagoda?
Therefore, the experienced Japanese Army Sergeant ordered people to carry away several wounded, and at the same time ordered his subordinates wearing gas masks to enter the pagoda, ready to climb up to see what else was there.

It's a pity that before the arrival of the Japanese army, Crow used a grenade to blow up the entire first floor of the stairs in order to prevent anyone from climbing the tower. If he wanted to go up, he had to climb.

And the short legs of the Japanese, really, even with Jordan's bounce, they can't get up without tools.

And Zhao Daqiang over there also woke up.

Perhaps, there was something in that pagoda that the second lieutenant wanted to protect.

His eyes gradually became cold.

As a comrade-in-arms, it is a pity that he cannot save his life, so let's help him protect what he wants to protect!
The front sight of Sanba Dagai was aimed at the chest of a gesticulating Japanese soldier standing outside the pagoda, waiting to pull the trigger.

Gunshots not far away suddenly sounded intensely.

That was the position that the first battalion of the security regiment and Futoshi Nakamura had set up and caught fire.

Komura Xiong was shocked, and he couldn't care less about being curious about what was on the pagoda, and loudly ordered the Japanese army to move closer to its main force.

The Japanese troops around Xilin Temple withdrew quickly.

Until Zhuang Shisan rushed over with nearly a hundred people, he saw a man standing blankly under the towering pagoda with a rifle in hand.

And a little bald head was almost lying on the ground, picking up something with clothes on the ground.

The soldiers of the security regiment who were in charge of reporting had already recognized Lieutenant General Liu Yuqing's guard squad leader. Master Zhuang waved his hands and ordered the soldiers to be on alert around them. He strode towards the stupa, smelling a disgusting pungent smell in his nose. My heart sank suddenly.

It wasn't until he got closer that he 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 of the valley, and before he could ask, he saw Zhao Daqiang who was standing still, turning around and looking at him with bitterness on his face: "Battlemaster Zhuang, Second Lieutenant Wu Ya has died for his country, please mourn!"

"What?" Zhuang Shisan was shocked. "What about others?"

"It's all here!" Zhao Daqiang looked at the little bald man who was still searching on the ground, his eyes flashed brightly, but his body stood upright. "This son is the one who will be protected by Second Lieutenant Crow before he leaves. I hope Commander Zhuang can protect him. Also, there is a poisonous gas in this place. After returning to the city, Commander Zhuang must wash all the people who enter this place with white wine. .”

"It's all" Zhuang Shisan watched the little boy picking up the pieces on the ground bit by bit, and stood there dumbfounded.

As a soldier, he certainly knew what Zhao Daqiang meant.

"Commander Zhuang, please lend me two shell guns and five magazines!" Zhao Daqiang said suddenly.

"Okay!" Zhuang Shisan waved his hand without hesitation in the pain in his heart, and the guards behind him immediately sent the equipment and the armed belt.

Although the crow is still dead, but the kindness of Mr. Liu's security squad leader risking his life to come and reconnaissance cannot be forgotten.

Inserting the magazine and a reflux gun into the armed belt, and holding a reflux gun in his hand, Zhao Daqiang glanced back at the pagoda again: "I am going to perform the second mission assigned to me by the division seat. At the same time, Battalion Commander Zhuang, rescue The mission failed, I ask you to lead the entire army to retreat immediately, and then ask Master Liu for orders to cover the place where I fired the signal flare with artillery fire."

When you're done, turn around and leave.

Zhuang Shisan was stunned again.

This man in front of him actually hated the Japanese army who killed the crow so much, even after he had already retreated to the outside of the block, he had to risk his death at any time to follow closely, and he did not hesitate to cover him with artillery fire while he was in the middle of the game hit?

Of course Zhuang Shisan didn't know. It wasn't until Zhao Daqiang rushed under the pagoda, climbed up the pagoda with the help of tools, and saw the bald boy who was gnashing his teeth and rushed towards him, that he finally understood why the crow chose that way.

Because, on the pagoda, there is another Chinese, a young man who represents the future of China although he does not have much fighting power.

Zhao Daqiang, who let the little boy bite his arm hard and spoke in his native dialect to prove himself, understood everything.

The crow must die, and must die in front of the Japanese. Only in this way, the Japanese can believe that their target is dead and will not spend a lot of time searching the pagoda, and the teenager hiding in the lower level of the pagoda can have a chance to survive.

If two people want to live, only one can live, or both will die.

Changing places, even Zhao Daqiang with rich combat experience can only find such an answer.

However, it is easy to find the answer, but how difficult is it to take such an action?Ants are greedy for life, let alone humans who are intelligent creatures.

The young man may not be his comrade in arms or a relative, but he is the future of China. Zhao Daqiang admires the crow who made such a choice in his bones.

Since his robes can be turned into arrows and bones to bombard the Japanese invaders for the protection of the country, and become the most brilliant "firework" in this misty rain in the south of China, then he, Zhao Daqiang, will not be stingy in giving him a game in the game "Fireworks" as farewell.

It's just that many of the 'spectators' of this fireworks are destined to be buried with crows.

Seeing Zhao Daqiang go away, Zhuang Shisan immediately ordered two soldiers to run away with the little bald girl who refused to leave, and the iron whistle of the whole retreat resounded through the block.

more than 400 Chinese soldiers receded like a tide.

And 200 meters away, Futoshi Nakamura led more than 100 remnant troops and finally waited for the reinforcements of two or three infantry squads. just saw
A glowing red flare lifted off at a distance of less than 30 meters from him.

The Chinese are endless?Futoshi Nakamura is so vicious and courageous, Baga's father didn't signal at all this time, okay!What are you doing to help me call for help?
It's a pity, this is not the way of the disgusting people played by Master Zhuang.

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 lost almost half of his troops, to hunt down and kill the Chinese who disgusted him, was full of artillery fire.

This time, it was not 16 heavy mortars, but 24, which was the full bombardment of two mortar battalions.

The Japanese army may not have expected that a simple search operation would lead to such a severe counterattack from the Chinese side. Not only did hundreds of troops go out of the city to fight again, but also more than 20 heavy mortars were used.

At most, only one-third of Nakamura Futoshi's infantry squadron could walk back to the main line by themselves.

The Japanese lieutenant was lucky. Although he was not lucky enough to go back to the main camp, but his leg was blown off, but the Japanese army who had been destroyed by artillery fire could still find and carry him back to the main camp. His luck was really not that good.

Relatively speaking, Komura Kumaichi was far less lucky than him. He escaped the two rounds of test firing, but when the third round of ferocious artillery fire came, he had no choice but to cover his ears and steal the bell and hide in the house. The house destroyed by the artillery fire was buried under it, and when the Japanese army found him, the burning beams had almost cooked him.

The meat is medium-rare, and the taste, really, is absolutely perfect.

Half of the Japanese soldiers responsible for carrying the corpses were vomiting.

The casualties in the exchange of fire with the Chinese were not that great, but at least 70 people died because of the Chinese artillery coverage regardless of the cost.

The Chinese are absolutely insane, it doesn't meet tactical needs.

The captain of the General Commander Union, who was in charge of the battlefield on this side of the block, received such a battle report, and while his mind was buzzing, he also had such doubts.

Of course, the Japanese commander would not know that it was only a Chinese second lieutenant whose name was forgotten by most people who prompted the Chinese lieutenant general 2500 meters away to make such an irrational tactical behavior.

But all Chinese, after hearing about his deeds, felt that it was worth it.

Just like Tang Dao who returned from Cangcheng, after hearing about this incident, he deliberately led the remnants of Cangcheng to the first battalion of the security regiment to pay a military gift to the crow's coffin, regardless of his physical exhaustion, and left a sentence: "The blood of my generation Watering the country is only for the sake of the mountains and rivers, and the stars and the sea are the journey of youth."

Although they didn't understand what a sea of ​​stars was, the officers and soldiers of the first battalion of the Security Regiment burst into tears when they heard the lieutenant colonel who had scolded himself and others as trash that night gave him such a compliment.

This sentence was also engraved on the tombstone of the crow after the war.

Xia Dayu left with Tang Dao.

Because Tang Dao said to him: "Follow me, you can become the person you want to be, your younger siblings, I will send someone to send them away."

Tang Dao's original intention was just to hope that he could live up to the crow's wish.

He didn't expect that he picked up such a great guy just by picking it up.

It's just that this amazing guy, after the end of the Great Patriotic War, chose to retire at his peak and returned to this small town.

Not far from Xilin Temple, he used the military pay he had accumulated for many years to open a small shop selling Songjiang special snacks, and married an ordinary-looking girl with four large yellow croakers as a bride price.

Not for anything else, just because the girl's father is called Wang Laoshi.

That was the only place where the young Xia Dayu could find a connection with the crow.

(End of this chapter)