Greetings to the Hero!
The aftermath of the battle had not yet subsided. Soldiers covered in blood and black dust stood quietly on both sides of the road.
They had won, but at this moment, there was no joy on their faces.
In this battle, more than 60 of his comrades had died.
Duanwu carried the dead body of Old Gourd and slowly walked past a path with the corpses of the ghosts lying everywhere.
It wasn't that he couldn't change Old Gourd, but that Old Gourd cared too much about his nephew.
He even sacrificed his life during the Dragon Boat Festival.
Was this old thing afraid of death?
However, in the face of life and death, he still stood up without hesitation.
Duanwu shouted loudly, and Old Hulu obviously heard it. He also knew that a Wei Nation man had pointed a gun at him.
Seeing that the Japanese wanted to kill his nephew, the Old Gourd did not have time to dodge or think about whether he was dead or alive.
In his eyes, there was only his nephew who was about to be assassinated by the Wei Nation.
At this moment, Duanwu cried.
He was very proud of having such an uncle.
Now, he was no longer confused. The military spirit of the Chinese had awakened!
The spirit of their country had been awakened. There was nothing they could not defeat.
"Run! Bring our heroes back!”
"Bring our heroes back!”
Boom! Boom!
These elite troops roared in unison and pulled the trigger towards the sky.
The sounds of gunshots were especially loud in the dark night.
Hearing this gunshot, the people by the river could no longer sleep.
Even though the people of Sun Never Sets were holding the southern front, everyone was still trembling with fear.
After all, foreigners were not reliable.
What they wanted more was the guardian of their country in Shanghai.
They placed all their hopes on the team led by Duan Wu.
Now, they were very worried.
He heard that many people from the Wei Nation and Huaxia had a conflict this afternoon.
No one knew how many casualties there would be in this battle.
All they knew was that Huaxia Base had won!
Everyone was very excited!
Therefore, today's stage was changed to Changban Slope.
Some of them were Zhao Zilong of Changshan who was charging through the army, while others were Zhang Fei who drank all the wine in one gulp on the slope of Changban and killed Xiahou Dun.
They used this method to celebrate their victory.
However, no one expected that on this night, the soldiers of their own country would start fighting with the Wei Nation people again. The sounds of gunfire and shouting became louder and louder.
Some people prayed by the stream, while others lit lanterns to pray for the soldiers.
The words on the lantern read,"Victory for the people of China. Slaughter to the death to protect the motherland."
However, at this moment, a disabled retired soldier said,""That was the sound of farewell. The war is over.”
"It's over. Victory?"
Just as everyone was looking forward to it, one after another, the soldiers of the country walked out from the back of the four-row warehouse.
Someone was about to cheer loudly, but soon, they saw corpses being dragged back.
The soldiers moved the concrete floor to the back of the fourth warehouse and began to dig a hole.
However, there was nothing! It was empty!
At this point, massive lights lit up the entire north bank.
It was the soldiers of the Sun Never Sets Kingdom on the south coast. They shone their lights on the north coast.
However, the soldiers did not seem to see it. They were still using hoes and shovels to clean up every small hole.
More than a hundred, almost a hundred Chinese soldiers 'corpses were placed neatly.
This meant that more than a hundred soldiers in warehouse 4 had died in just one day.
Just yesterday, they were still chatting and laughing with him.
But on this day, his youth was destroyed by the Wei Nation people.
Tears streamed down the faces of the south bank disciples.
However, they still tried their best not to scream.
The soldiers of the Sun Never Sets Kingdom were also standing by the shore to watch. They all thought that the Chinese soldiers were no match for the Wei Nation, so they chose to retreat.
However, he did not expect to see the corpses of more than a hundred Chinese soldiers lying on the ground, covered in bullets.
Some of them had several bullet holes in their bodies.
Some of them even had their arms and legs broken and their lower abdomen cut open.
This war was so cruel that even the proud soldiers of the Sun Never Sets could not help but lower their heads, feeling sorry for the Chinese who had died.
At the same time, a young man in a white shirt, covered in blood, slowly walked over from the back of warehouse No. 4.
The white robe on his body had a one-inch-long wound, almost half of it had been cut off.
It could be seen from the young man's clothes that he was seriously injured.
However, the young man in front of him had a calm expression on his face, as if he was not the one who was injured.
Beside him were Xie Jinyuan, Shangguan Zhibiao, Zhao Beishan, Old Kan, Sun Shiyu, Wan Liguo…
"I know who he is. He was the one who tore his badge off the bridge and scolded the soldiers of the Sun Never Sets.”
"Did he become their superior? Why are you so young?"
"Look at his injuries. They must be serious.”
"It's so scary. If I'm injured, I'll die from the pain even if I'm lying on the bed, let alone walking.”
……
The appearance of the Dragon Boat Festival quickly caused a wave of exclamations from the people of the south bank.
His injuries during the Dragon Boat Festival were so serious that even they felt pain, but he himself was actually fine.
At the same time, hundreds of people lined up neatly in a row.
Duan Wu stepped forward and said in a clear voice,""Warriors, from today onwards, our 88th Division Independent Brigade will be like this.
Those who died later must be buried!
The fourth row of storehouses will become our graveyard!
We could die at any moment! Are you afraid of death?"
"I'm not afraid!"
The soldiers said in unison.
"Old Abacus, get out here!”
"Here!" A voice rang out.
Old Abacus walked out with the name list.
"How many people do we have?"
"A total of 808!"
"How many died?"
"103 people died!"
Old Abacus's voice was trembling.
Two streams of crystal-clear tears flowed out of his eyes.
The soldiers also started crying.
?
At this moment, Duan Wu shouted again, followed by another,""These people are all heroes! They were worthy of the title of soldiers!
Stop crying! Tears for your enemy! Use the blood of the Wei Nation people, not tears, understand?”
"Yes, sir!"
The soldiers roared.
"Kill the Wei Nation people!"
"Make the Wei Nation pay the price!"
This shout at the Dragon Boat Festival not only stimulated the fighting spirit of the soldiers, but also stimulated their fighting spirit.
They raised the weapons in their hands and let out deafening roars, vowing to fight to the death with the Wei Nation!
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