The Republic of Heroes

At three o'clock in the morning, the entire Wusong Fortress was deadly quiet. If it weren't for the smoke that hadn't cleared, it would have seemed as if a desperate battle had never erupted.After the staff officers, adjutants, and a group of officers in the bunker of the command headquarters relaxed the tension during the war, their spirits suddenly became depressed, and they fell or fell asleep and dozed off on the spot.Only Yu Sanhe stared at the newly repaired bunker. It is said that this kind of bunker can withstand the saturation attack of the [-]-inch gun, but the Japanese army only had a few [-]-inch guns to crack it. How many benefits were deducted from the officials who presided over the construction of the fort bunkers.

Yu Sanhe had a premonition that the Japanese army would never let it go after suffering a huge loss in this attack. I am afraid there will be more fierce battles waiting for him and his soldiers after dawn.The Ninth Regiment's casualties are almost one-third of the casualties. If he could bleed from his heart in the past, he can't care about it now. The Wusong Fortress is facing huge pressure from the Japanese army, which almost makes him breathless. .

He glanced at the officers lying on the ground crookedly, and a bitter smile appeared on his face. Fortunately, there were still such a group of passionate brothers fighting with him until the end. What he smiled bitterly was that they had become the Nationalist Government. abandoned son.Chairman Jiang would not know that there is such a stubborn nail in the hinterland of the Japanese army, which is holding back the Japanese army's attack.Zhang Wenbai of the Fifth Army, who was close at hand, also pretended to turn a blind eye in order to protect himself. They who were guarding the most critical part of the battle situation seemed to be forgotten overnight.

The only ones who placed the greatest hope in the Wusong Fortress were Commander Wu and Commander Li, but they still had to face more Japanese troops, beyond their reach.His chest rose and fell several times, as if he had made up his mind, Huo stood up, the chair was brought with a clatter, and the artillery captain and adjutant closest to him woke up.

"Tuan Zuo, what are you?"

The artillery captain looked at Yu Sanhe suspiciously.

"I can't sleep, I'll go out and see how the soldiers are doing."

The artillery captain turned over, grabbed his military cap and put it on his head, and said, "I'm going with you, and I don't know what's wrong, I'm always in a state of anxiety and can't sleep well!"

The two of them walked out while talking, and the adjutant trotted after him in full clothes.

After leaving the bunker and coming to the ground, the air mixed with stench and gunpowder smoke hit his nostrils, choking Yu Sanhe and coughing. It was the first time he had experienced dozens of battles in the past year, such a tragic situation. .

The three of them did not go to the barracks at the back, but went to a large open space on the west side of the playground. They saw that the originally flat ground was now covered with bullet craters with diameters ranging from several meters. Rest here.Living in a house under such heavy and dense shelling is undoubtedly tantamount to suicide.The craters caused by the previous Japanese naval guns became the last natural refuge.

Not only can it avoid the damage of shrapnel, but it can also be used as a foxhole at critical moments.Another point is that when Yu Sanhe was in the officer training class in Shandong, he heard from the instructor that the probability of the shells concentrating on the same point is almost zero, so it is definitely better for the wounded soldiers to rest in the crater than on flat ground and houses.

When he got closer, the sound of gunshots came from afar, like a bone saw, hissing at his ears.Soon the guarded soldiers realized that it was the head of the regiment, and immediately called out to them.

Yu Sanhe stopped the soldiers from guarding them. After fighting for a day, half of their lives would be lost. Who cares about the red tape in the army? Going deep into the bones of the officers and soldiers, the combat power that was finally transformed from discipline has become the key guarantee for the Shandong Army to be undefeated in dozens of battles in the past year.

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At the same time, in Changshu, hundreds of miles away, Wu Xiaoliang, the Beijing-Shanghai police commander, also fell into the most embarrassing dilemma in ten years.The representatives of the Central Army headed by Song Xilian strongly advocated that he leave Changshu, which has become the front line, because Wu Xiaoliang, as the commander of the garrison, is related to the success or failure of the entire war situation. Security Question.

Yang Xiaoou has always been an old stick, and his stance on key issues has always been ambiguous, but this time he was surprisingly tough, even standing on the same front as Song Xilian who had humiliated him just now.

"Jun Zuo, please leave Changshu immediately. On this point, Xiao Ou and Commander Song are in the same position. The Japanese army is ferocious, and it has become the trend of fierce tigers descending from the mountain. Instead of forcing our army to avoid heavy casualties, it is better to avoid its edge for now. Wait until the morale of the Japanese army has fallen, and then counterattack, so our army will surely win."

Song Xilian heard that Yang Xiaoou's analysis actually coincided with his own, so he couldn't help but take another look at him, thinking that this person looks like a nice gentleman, but he is also a person who hides his secrets!I underestimated him before.

The rumbling sound of the howitzer came faintly, and even the room shook slightly. Suddenly, the sound of piercing through the sky pierced the dark night, and a dazzling orange explosion exploded less than 50 meters away from the room where Wu Xiaoliang and the other three lived. Yellow flare.

The ground was no longer trembling slightly, but trembling violently, and the dust on the beams fell down.Both Yang Xiaoou and Song Xilian's expressions changed, they pulled out their Browning automatic pistols from their waists, and went out to check.

The battle was imminent, and even the Japanese cannons could hit here, which showed that the temporary headquarters in the residential area was no longer safe.Yang Xiao'ou grabbed Wu Xiaoliang, and dragged him to the car desperately.

The adjutant hurried over to rescue him, "Report to the commander, just now the subordinates reported that it was an accidental injury from a friendly artillery."

When Song Xilian heard that it was shelling from friendly troops, he was immediately furious, and asked first, "Do you know the number of the troops?"

The adjutant knew that Song Xilian was a direct line officer of the Central Army. Although he was the head of a regiment, it was Chiang Kai-shek's teaching regiment, far from being comparable to a local warlord.The heart said that this person has a lot to do with you, so what can you do if you say it?

"Report to Chief Song, it is the first brigade of Chief Hu of the First Division!"

After finishing speaking, he took the time to watch Song Xilian's reaction.

Song Xilian naturally knew who the Chief Hu was talking about in the adjutant's mouth. That was his classmate of Whampoa No. [-], Hu Zongnan, headmaster of the Model Brigade personally appointed by Principal Jiang.

"Shoushan actually broke into Changshu? That's great!"

Song Xilian felt relieved when he first heard that an old classmate had come, and for a while did not mention the accidental bombing anymore.

Wu Xiaoliang didn't take this matter to heart either. Of course he had heard of Hu Zongnan's name, and with the help of this person, his confidence in defending Changshu's defense line increased by one point.Only Yang Xiao'ou remained silent, he muttered in his heart, Hu Zongnan's first brigade was the elite of the Communist elite, and this accidental bombing was definitely not that simple.