1937, Battle of Songhu!
October 25, 1937, Songhu battlefield.
In the lush grass, a group of people dressed in black was advancing.
They carried old guns in their hands and hurried forward.
They were from the Hubei Security Corps.
Local no-name troops.
It was not a proper army at all.
They were here to collect the bodies of the soldiers of the 88th Division who had died in the battle.
Duan Wu was the only person in the crowd. He walked steadily and his breathing was even.
He looked out of place with the others.
In fact, he did not come from this world, but from the most powerful special forces in China, Old A. He just did not expect that after staying up for three nights to watch "Eight Hundred", he would actually be able to integrate into the movie!
When he opened his eyes again, he realized that he was in front of a nervous uncle and a small man who regarded him as a big hero.
For some reason, he was a little excited during the Dragon Boat Festival.
He had never thought that he would return to the war era as a soldier to destroy the invaders and make his country stronger.
Even though none of the people around him were real soldiers.
In the movie, when they encountered a group of Wei Nation people, more than 300 people were beaten up by more than a dozen Wei Nation people.
The ratio reached an astonishing 1:30!
Their combat strength was even worse than dropping five dregs.
Most of the deserters were arrested by the military and shot as traitors.
How could they fight with these people?
Under such circumstances, even a veteran soldier like him was helpless.
"Dragon Boat Festival. Be careful when you enter the city. It's different from our home. They quickly dodged the gunshots. If you really die, how should I face your father and mother?”
At this moment, an old man was chattering non-stop in the ears of the Dragon Boat Festival. Beside him was a child who was less than 1.4 meters tall.
Old Gourd and Little Hubei!
Little Hubei raised his head and looked at the Dragon Boat Festival.
"Yes!" Duan Wu responded.
It was almost a conditioned reflex.
These people were not soldiers, but a group of farmers with guns.
Such an army that had no combat power had been forcefully dragged here by someone.
However, the Dragon Boat Festival did not underestimate them. That was because their fighting spirit had yet to be ignited, and the blood of the Chinese people had yet to be ignited.
Just like Xiao Hubei, he was a person who would rather die than submit.
Therefore, before he died, he chose to join a group of traitors and fight against the Japanese in a suicidal manner.
He had watched this scene twice during the Dragon Boat Festival!
He couldn't let that scene repeat itself. He wanted to save more lives. He couldn't let that " suicide bridge " scene repeat itself.
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"Ah!"
At this moment, someone in the crowd exclaimed.
When everyone looked in the direction of the sound, the original high-rise building had already turned into ruins.
Ruins could be seen everywhere, as well as the charred corpses in the collapsed houses. It made people's hearts jump. Some people even trembled and did not dare to take another look.
A flock of old crows flew in the sky.
When they arrived at their destination, they did not see any soldiers or police.
It was all ruins.
Wisps of black smoke rose.
It was indescribably miserable and desolate.
At this moment, Duanwu was about to take the old Hanyang Zao to scout the way, but a young man who did not know the immensity of heaven and earth beat him to it and saw the Japanese first.
"Run! Wei Nation people!"
The hothead shouted with all his might.
Instantly.
It attracted the attention of the Japanese cavalrymen who were burning their own corpses.
They did not take the Chinese people seriously at all.
While shouting the names of the Chinese soldiers, he mounted his horse and charged over with his sword.
On the other side, the third-rate troops of the Hubei Security Regiment had yet to see the enemy. They were like a group of frightened lambs, fleeing in all directions.
Their combat strength was so low that it was simply ridiculous!
Seeing this, Duan Wu frowned.
A mere ten or so Wei Nation cavalrymen were able to make over three hundred Chinese soldiers look so miserable. The combat strength of the army was truly disappointing.
"The Wei Nation people are here, Dragon Boat Festival, hurry over!”The Old Gourd hid behind a broken wall and shouted anxiously.
However, Duan Wu was thinking about how to stimulate his group's desire to fight, so he didn't hear it.
At this time, the three hundred people on their side had lost their fighting spirit and were fleeing in all directions. They were either scattered by the charging warhorses or beheaded by the Wei Nation soldiers, lying on the ground.
The bloody head rolled on the ground.
It was completely one-sided.
It was a battle between a pack of wolves and a herd of sheep.
There was no suspense in the result.
The corpses of his companions were one after another, dripping with blood. This made Duan Wu furious.
"Japanese!"
Duan Wu shouted loudly, and at almost the same time, he used his spear to continuously shoot at the Wei Nation man!
Bang bang bang!
It hit the abdomen of the small Wei Nation.
A dozen empty holes appeared in front of him.
He was aiming at the chest of the Wei Nation man, but he didn't expect to hit the abdomen of the Wei Nation man.
The Japanese man fell off his horse, but he did not die. He cried out in pain and rolled on the ground.
She looked as pitiful as she could be.
Duan Wu did not show any mercy. He strode forward and punched the man's head.
When the Japanese saw this, they were furious. They stopped attacking the others and roared as they rushed towards Duanwu.
She clearly wanted to finish him off first.
Duan Wu snorted coldly, picked up the sword that the Wei Nation man had thrown on the ground, and jumped onto his horse!
They charged at the Japanese with murderous intent.
He held the reins in one hand and the sword in the other. Like a fiendish demon, he rushed towards the hateful Japanese.
He looked like he was going to kill all the Wei Nation people.
It was extremely terrifying.
"Isn't this the nephew of that old man called Duanwu?”
"Wei Nation people, did you see the Wei Nation people get killed? I'll go."
"What is this?"
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Chi!
While everyone was stunned, Duan Wu slashed again and cut a Japanese to the ground.
The Japanese was cut in half at the waist and his lower body fell to the ground, but he could still move.
Blood flowed non-stop.
It was extremely painful.
This time, everyone was stunned and no longer ran away. Instead, they felt that the Japanese were not a threat at all.
A moment later, another two people were killed by Duan Wu's sword.
"What are you waiting for? Use your guns to shoot the Wei Nation people!"
At this moment, the Old Gourd was extremely anxious as he shouted at his companions.
His hand that was holding the spear was trembling, but he still fired at the group of Wei Nation people.
He couldn't just watch his nephew being bullied. If it wasn't for that, he wouldn't have shouted those words and shot those Wei Nation people.
The others followed suit.
But for some reason, their hands were trembling, and some of them could not pull the trigger. They just stood there and watched as the three Wei Nation soldiers galloped towards the Dragon Boat Festival!
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