"Yan Huang will not perish!"
"My disciples are still here!"
The Shanghai residents on both sides of the river were boiling.
"There's still a Chinese army that hasn't retreated! They're still fighting the Japanese!"
This news spread quickly among the Shanghai residents!
In the afternoon, tens of thousands of Shanghai residents gathered by the Suzhou River.
They were all spontaneous.
No one wanted to be a stray dog!
No one wanted to be abandoned!
No one wanted to be a subjugated nation!
Among the people who came to watch, everyone's hearts were burning with fire.
Originally, the fire was slowly being blown away by a huge storm.
It slowly became smaller.
But when they saw that there were still people who had not abandoned them…
The fire in the hearts of these ordinary people was instantly slowly reborn.
It started burning again.
Her heart felt warm.
Although he couldn't do anything.
However, he could shout loudly.
He reminded his soldiers to pay attention to the movements of the devils.
The human heart was made of flesh.
There was nothing more exciting than the death of one's compatriots.
The soldiers who were fighting in the warehouse looked so young.
How young.
Which mother were they from?
Which wife's good husband?
Which child's father?
But now!
The soldiers in the warehouse came here resolutely.
Tell everyone in the world.
There were still people in Yan Huang who dared to shed their blood.
There were still soldiers who dared to resist.
He didn't lose.
Although the battlefield was not far away, the Shanghai residents watching from the Suzhou Creek had no intention of avoiding it.
When they saw their own soldiers kill the Japanese soldiers or blow up the Japanese tanks, they clapped and cheered together.
When they saw that the Japanese were about to launch a sneak attack, they shouted in unison to warn their soldiers. They even used a big blackboard to write and draw pictures to warn the soldiers in the warehouse...
The war lasted from morning to noon and then into the afternoon.
More and more people gathered on the south bank of Suzhou Creek.
The cheers grew louder and louder.
However, as one of the main characters in this battle, he was not afraid of being killed.
These devils…
In the morning, they only used rifles and suicide squads.
The heavy machine guns at the back suppressed the fire.
But later on.
The commanders of the Japanese were furious that they couldn't take down the four-row warehouse for a long time.
In their opinion, they had crippled and defeated an opponent worth 800,000 yuan.
He had killed 300,000 opponents!
The next period of time should be for all of them to enjoy the fruits of victory.
There was even a Japanese officer in the command camp who was ready to celebrate.
However, at this time, news suddenly came that the four-row warehouse had encountered the last resistance.
More than 500 elite Japanese soldiers could not even take down a small four-row warehouse?
This was simply a fantasy.
Could it be that they were the last elite troops?
Otherwise, why would they lose nearly 200 Japanese soldiers?
That's right!
Most of them were Jiang Yang's works!
"The soldiers in the warehouse, quick, quick, they're coming up in armored vehicles! Pay attention!"
The hearts of the ordinary people on the Suzhou riverbank tightened when they saw this.
Xie Jinyuan could feel the Japanese's increasingly frantic attacks.
Feeling the hysteria.
Not only did he not frown at all, but he also did not have any expression on his face.
Instead, he felt extremely happy.
"Did you see that? The people on the south bank of Suzhou, our compatriots, and our comrades are watching us fight from dozens of meters away!”
Xie Jinyuan's eyes were slightly moist.
Why did he come all the way here to die?
Wasn't it to awaken the flames of resistance in the hearts of thousands of people?
Although there were only 10,000 people now.
However, as time passed.
The awakened citizens believed that they would become sparks of war and eventually become a fire.
Burning the land.
Xie Jin Yuan laughed out loud.
"Delightful, truly delightful. Killing the enemy generously, that's all we ask for!”
"Kill the enemy, kill the enemy, my good son of Yan Huang, follow me!”
As Xie Jinyuan said this, he looked at a few figures in a corner.
His eyes were filled with gratitude!
Jiang Yang could be said to have played a decisive role in this war.
He had already changed his position five times.
Then, he took the lives of more than 100 Japanese.
"387, only 13 more to avenge our brother!”
Jiang Yang's lips turned pale.
He had to deal with a large amount of messy information after using cheats for a long time. His brain had already exceeded its limits.
In addition, they had been fighting since morning without eating anything.
His mental and physical strength were somewhat unable to support it.
He was on the verge of collapsing at any moment.
However, he could not back down.
Because once they retreated, the Japanese would come up with heavy firepower.
"A Japanese armored vehicle!" The sheep crutch suddenly pulled up Little (Hu) Huaibei, whose face was pale but whose eyes had gradually become firm!
The sheep crutches came to the basement.
Stealing through the window.
They saw the armored vehicles of the Japanese slowly driving over.
He was about to reach the wall.
The sheep crutches could even see the tracks of the armored vehicles from the basement windows.
Yang Guai gritted his teeth on his dark face.
Then, he tied the rope around her tightly.
Then, he calculated the time!
More than 10 grenades were thrown out by the sheep crutches.
The grenades were thrown under the armored vehicle.
As the fuse slowly burned.
Yang Guai pulled Little Huaibei and laid down in the basement.
There was a loud rumble.
The Japanese armored vehicle that was still moving slowly was overturned by the huge shock wave.
The Japanese in the car were even killed by the huge force.
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