The country is broken

The history teacher is drawing a map on the blackboard, and a piece of chalk draws the map of China on the blackboard to perfection. Freehand drawing is a unique skill of the history teacher, and it can be enlarged like a book.

Drawn on the blackboard is a distribution map of the War of Resistance Against Japan in 1939.

The history teacher forgot his masterpiece a little proudly, pointed to a place in the Taihang Mountains in Zhangjiakou, Hebei Province, and said: "This is the place where the Battle of Huangtuling in the Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei Military Region of the Eighth Route Army took place during the Japanese War. Norihide Abe, the supreme commander of the Mongolian Garrison Army and the mixed second brigade with the "flower of a famous fascist general", was surrounded and wiped out by the first, second and third main regiments led by Nie Rongzhen of the Eighth Route Army Military Region. On November [-]th, Norihide Abe was in He was killed by our army at Yansu Cliff in this battle, and he was the first senior officer to be lieutenant-general by the Japanese during the Anti-Japanese War."

The history teacher paused, but found that although he was very involved in speaking, the listeners cared. Only a few students in the classroom were still looking at him and listening to him. Others were either wandering off or doing other things. Listen to mp3, not by analogy.

"Li Wei, tell me about the situation when Kihide Abe was shot and killed in the Battle of Huangtuling!" The history teacher found that even Li Wei, who listened most carefully, was distracted, and looked outside without knowing what he was thinking. What, this is what he can't tolerate the most. As a political teacher, and the War of Resistance Against Japan is his favorite content, he has prepared for a long time, so that these students can experience together what it is during the War of Resistance Against Japan. The Japanese invaders fought to let these children who grew up in a stable society know what a war of fire and blood and national unyielding are. Obviously he touched a big rock. [

Li Wei heard the history teacher call out several times before he came back to his senses and stood up slowly.

"Well, when I was observing the battle at Shangzhuangzi in Yansu Cliff, I was hit by a mortar from the Eighth Route Army Artillery Battalion in the left abdomen and both legs, and died at [-]:[-] in the evening." Regarding the history of various countries in the world, Li Wei already knew everything he knew when reading extracurricular books, and he didn't even memorize what he said in the school textbooks.

The history teacher was stunned and looked at the book in his hand, turning from the front to the back and from the back to the front. He didn't have what Li Wei said, but simply remembered that Kihide Abe was shot to death. The places are not as detailed as Li Wei said.

This kid actually knows so much, and the history teacher's making things difficult didn't pay off, and he couldn't get angry even if he wanted to: "Fuck you, kid, I'll find you later."

"Okay, sit down!"

Nai, the history teacher, asked Li Wei to sit down. After class, he assigned a lot of history homework as revenge, causing all the students in the class to cry.

"Shangzhuangzi, today is November [-]th, that officer's rank, two-star lieutenant general, Kihide Abe, is really a fucking big fish!" Li Wei murmured in a low voice.

"Why, Wei Zi? What's the big fish and small fish!?" Duan Cheng looked at Li Wei strangely when he heard the words, always feeling that this young man who had just met today was very strange.

"Stop! Go back, go back!" Li Wei shouted suddenly.

"What's the matter!" Wang Bao was surprised by Li Wei's sudden and abnormal yell.

The soldiers of the artillery company couldn't help but stop, this kid is crazy!

"Quick, quick, go back and shoot that little devil who went to Zhuangzi, ha, he caught a big fish!" Li Wei shouted, this is history, the first senior Japanese officer killed in the War of Resistance Against Japan was In front of his eyes, and in front of his eyes is a battery of guns, this is history, history is happening right in front of his eyes, and he is creating it.

"Hey, Wang Bao, what's the matter with that guy." Li Wei was taken aback by the artillery company commander Yang.

"Haha, that devil officer is at least at the rank of major, absolutely right, I know the ranks of devils." Li Wei almost jumped up, this is one of the most important battles in history, how could he miss it, it is probably two stars Lieutenant General Norihide Abe, the supreme commander of the Japanese army here, what does it mean to kill him? Li Wei knew it very well, but Li Wei didn't say much. Regardless of whether his guess was right or wrong, he didn't want people to know that he could predict the future. After all, it was too suspicious.

"Young rank, no, no!~" The soldiers of the Eighth Route Army exclaimed, even Wang Bao and Duan Cheng's eyes widened. They really didn't have a chance to work for a bigger officer than this. Their breathing was so fast Quite a lot.

"Are you sure!" The gun company commander Yang Lianchang scratched his head dubiously. He couldn't believe that such a good thing happened. He had beaten devils for so many years, but he hadn't even beaten a minor rank. The devil squad leader and the puppet army killed Not a lot.

Li Wei nodded affirmatively!

"Company commander! Let's do it!" Several soldiers who were fighting against the mortar barrels looked at him blankly, with fighting spirit in their eyes.

"Stop moving forward, go back, fuck his grandma's cannon, blow it up and pull it down, there was a mistake, I didn't let it go!" Yang Lianchang pulled off his military cap fiercely, he turned his head and said to Li Wei: "Whether what you say is true or not, Just believe you once, anyway, just fire a cannon and leave, ready to approach the target and shoot at close range." Cannons are precious, and they are more expensive than Zijin at any time, and Company Commander Yang has made a lot of determination this time. [

"Okay!" Wang Bao and Duan Cheng jumped for joy again. As a company of guards, they rarely have the opportunity to go to the battlefield. They have to guard against being criticized by the leaders if they secretly fire shots. Now that they are expected to shoot, they are not happy, young man The human heart is exposed.

Aiming at Shangzhuangzi not far away, those little devils haven't noticed that there is an artillery on the opposite side of the mountain quietly approaching, and several soldiers are aiming at them with cannons on their hands and feet.

Company Commander Yang used to work in the [-]th Route Army of the Kuomintang. After the famous Battle of Shanghai, he joined the Eighth Route Army after several twists and turns. It is even more demanding to kill the enemy with a single shot. He held up his thumb to measure the distance, and waved a cloth strip to measure the wind speed, but Wang Bao and others opened their eyes. This is real skill, not modernized. It takes a lot of work to manually aim under the aiming device.

In a small courtyard in the distance, several ghosts guarded the yard with their guns on their backs. The cattle and sheep in the livestock pen were leisurely grazing. His face was flushed with water, and just as he was feeling refreshed, he suddenly saw a group of people on the opposite mountainside, all wearing blue clothes. That was, it was the Eighth Route Army, and there were enemies. There was a strange whistling sound, and a cloud of smoke mixed with flames exploded in the center of the courtyard, and then it was dark before the eyes, and they didn't know anything.

Standing in the courtyard, a sergeant was blown to pieces on the spot, several devils with crooked machine guns were also shaken off the wall, the devil officer who was smoking a cigarette at the door of the house was shaken with bloody arrows. He squirted wildly and fell into the house.

After a burst of fright, the cattle and sheep in the livestock pen gradually regained their composure, still grazing leisurely, and the house was not damaged at all, as if nothing had happened, except for the devil who fell to the ground in the yard.

"It's amazing, the courtyard is blooming! Well done." Duan Cheng shouted holding the binoculars.

"Amazing!" Wang Bao let go of his hands covering his ears with a look of admiration.

"Seriously injured, I'm sure to die!" Li Wei nodded and whispered, he has such confidence, this is history.

Unexpectedly, his arrival not only did not change the history, but the history strictly carried out the historical process through his hands. Li Wei was a little excited that he had the opportunity to be a witness of this glorious history.

"That's right, we have been veterans for seven or eight years." Company Commander Yang listened to Li Wei's words. This was the right flattery, and he couldn't help but have a good impression of Li Wei's strange little ghost.

Several soldiers around were also looking at Company Commander Yang, who was rubbing his hands in reverence, with a complacent expression on his face. A master is always respected.

"Keep going!" Company Commander Yang immediately gave another order, as if nothing had happened, he pulled the team forward rapidly, and there was still more intense battle waiting for them ahead.

The three of Li Wei followed the artillery company to the edge of the battlefield, and the mortar company ran away by itself to the designated battle location.

Li Wei and the others didn't dare to go deep into the battlefield, but just found a hidden place on the side, and found sporadic devils who slipped through the net to practice their guns. There were three little ghosts hiding at the side and playing with black guns. Although there were only a dozen of them, they were really addicted to real people. I don’t know how many devils became dead ghosts under the gun for no reason.