Commander, the Japanese are coming again! "
"Hit these idiots, let me beat these idiots!"
Marco Polo Bridge, July 16, the headquarters of the third battalion of the 219th Regiment of the 29th Army.
Group leader Ji Xingwen yelled into the phone: "Jin Zhenzhong, if you lose any position, I will twist off your head and use it as a ball!"
He put down the phone angrily: "Come here, follow me to the front line."
"Report to the leader, there is a man named Meng Shaoyuan and two people asking to see him."
"Who? Meng what? Missing."
"Captain, you'd better meet them. They are from Nanjing."
"I want to see you from Nanjing? Where is Shanghai? Where is Wuhan?"
"Captain, they are under the military command."
"What?"
"Those who rule the military should strive to practice socialism."
"Damn it, what are they doing here?" Ji Xingwen became even more angry when he heard this: "You still think I don't have many spies here? Are you still here to supervise the scene? Are you afraid that I will run away with the troops? Are you afraid that I will become a traitor? No see, no see!"
"Commander, let's meet with them. These agents will try not to offend them as much as possible."
Ji Xingwen's face was full of reluctance.
But in this extraordinary period, we should avoid having too many enemies as much as possible.
Especially the secret agents.
Once you offend them, God knows how they will trouble you.
"Let them in, let them in."
This was the first time Meng Shaoyuan saw the famous hero who fired the first shot of China's all-out war of resistance.
"Captain Ji, I am Meng Shaoyuan, major. These two are my assistants Pan Baolai and Song Deng."
Ji Xingwen did not expect that the agent who appeared in front of him was so young. He glanced at him and sneered: "Major Meng, if you don't stay well in Nanjing, why did you come to Peking? I am in danger here. "
He was sarcastic, but Meng Shaoyuan didn't care at all: "Captain Ji, to be precise, I'm from Shanghai."
"Oh, it will be an even more colorful world, what a great place." Ji Xingwen still sneered: "There are big hotels and dance halls. Hey, I heard that in the dance halls in Shanghai, the women dancing in them are all naked. With your butt exposed? When will you, Major Meng, take me, a country bumpkin, to open your eyes?"
Meng Shaoyuan has a temper. As long as you are a great hero, no matter how much you ridicule, he can really bear it: "Captain Ji, Shanghai is indeed a colorful world, but it is about to turn into scorched earth."
"Oh?" Ji Xingwen was startled: "How do you say that?"
"Captain Ji, can I have a few words with you in private?"
Ji Xingwen thought for a moment and asked all his men to go out.
When there were only two people left here, Meng Shaoyuan said: "Captain Ji, I know you have opinions about me. I am a spy or a dog spy. Let alone you, there are many people spitting on us behind our backs."
A smile flashed across Ji Xingwen's face.
This little spy is a bit interesting.
"I came here this time not because my superiors asked me to supervise you. In fact, when you heard that I was here, that's what you must have been thinking, right?" Meng Shaoyuan acted very calmly: "You are fighting bloody battles on the front line. I think, I should do something. Commander Ji, I have to pass through your defense area this time..."
When Meng Shaoyuan whispered what he wanted to do, Ji Xingwen had a look of disbelief on his face.
He stared at Meng Shaoyuan in confusion for a long time: "Meng Shaoyuan, are you serious?"
"Seriously, otherwise what would I do all the way here?"
"A-is your head okay?"
"Very normal."
"Meng Shaoyuan, don't blame me for speaking badly." Ji Xingwen still found it unimaginable: "You have to think clearly. If there is a slight negligence in this matter, you will not come back. No, you can't come back even if you want to."
"Captain Ji, isn't it just a matter of losing your head?"
Meng Shaoyuan smiled faintly: "Your brothers are fighting the Japanese with their heads in their hands..."
"boom"--
There was a sound of gunfire.
The headquarters shook a few times.
To be honest, Meng Shaoyuan was shocked.
He has fired guns and killed people before, but this is his first time on the most real battlefield.
No one who goes to the battlefield for the first time can remain calm.
no one.
"The artillery fire has started. Are you scared by the Japanese shells?" Ji Xingwen mocked again.
"Yeah, I'm scared. We special agents can't compare to you." Meng Shaoyuan also laughed at himself: "So I have to go, at least, to help you relieve some pressure. Commander Ji, I really want to die there, forget it. I'm unlucky. But if I succeed in this matter, the Japanese will definitely be in chaos, and I can help you gain opportunities."
"Major Meng, let me be honest with you." Ji Xingwen said slowly: "I really look down on you spies from the bottom of my heart. I always think about what a bunch of things you are. But you are successful, you are really successful."
After saying that, he shouted outside: "Gu Shunshui!"
"arrive!"
His guard company commander Gu Shunshui ran in immediately.
Ji Xingwen pointed at Meng Shaoyuan: "From now on, you will be temporarily under the command of Major Meng. You can just follow him wherever he asks you to be sent."
"Yes!" Gu Shunshui replied loudly.
"Thank you, Captain Ji." Meng Shaoyuan felt relieved: "Time is running out, so I'll take my leave first."
"Wait." Ji Xingwen suddenly stopped Meng Shaoyuan, stared at him, and then saluted him with a standard military salute: "Major Meng, remember, come back alive. As long as the Marco Polo Bridge is still in my hands, I will I’ll pick you up personally.”
Inexplicably, Meng Shaoyuan's nose felt sore.
He saluted himself.
Ji Xingwen actually saluted him!
On July 8, 1937, the Japanese army bombarded Wanping. The 3rd Battalion of the 219th Regiment, which was guarding Marco Polo Bridge and Wanping City, rose up to fight under the command of regimental commander Ji Xingwen and battalion commander Jin Zhenzhong.
After the Japanese army encountered a counterattack, they sent troops to kill our officers and soldiers on duty and occupied our bridgehead. Ji Xingwen is determined to fight to the death with the Japanese army.
Under his call, the anti-Japanese sentiment among the officers and soldiers rose. At that time, more than 300 people signed up to join the death squads. Ji Xingwen personally selected 150 capable personnel and organized them into 5 groups. Each member of the suicide squad carried a rifle, 2 grenades, and a machete, ready to attack.
The death squads took advantage of their familiarity with the terrain and disappeared. Within 20 minutes, they wiped out dozens of Japanese soldiers and recaptured the bridgehead in one fell swoop.
The Japanese troops who suffered a loss frantically bombarded the Chinese positions in an attempt to regain the bridgehead. Due to the determined resistance of the 216th Regiment, the Japanese conspiracy failed.
Such a great hero, he salutes himself!
Meng Shaoyuan also returned a military salute politely: "Captain Ji, I promise to come back alive!"
On the position, the sound of artillery and gunfire came one after another.
The Japanese army's fourth charge today has begun again.
Qiao Ping, the acting commander of the third battalion, had already lost his voice.
A few days ago, the battalion commander Jin Zhenzhong, who fired the first shot in the Marco Polo Bridge defense battle, repelled five Japanese attacks. Unfortunately, his left leg and lower limb were blown off by a grenade. Another bullet penetrated his left ear and his right ear. He was taken out of his lower body and was rushed to Baoding Hospital.
In the past few days, Qiao Ping has been directing the battle.
The machine gun was spitting out flames like crazy, and grenades were thrown out one by one.
"Boom, boom, boom" and "thud, thud, thud."
All kinds of sounds played the most heroic symphony on the battlefield.
The brothers are all fighting for their lives.
Several times, the Japanese rushed into the position, and the brothers drew their swords and fought with the Japanese devils.
The Japanese were repulsed once and charged again.
None of the brothers in the third battalion are afraid.
"I would rather die in battle than be a slave to the country's subjugation!"
Brothers in the third battalion will chant such slogans before going to bed!
Even if you die, you must die on your own ground!
Up to now, the railway bridge at the forefront is still firmly in the hands of the Third Battalion.
Once again the Japanese were driven back.
The Chinese soldiers who had been so lively just now immediately collapsed on the battlefield from exhaustion.
Fatigue and sleepiness all came out.
"Battal commander, battalion commander, the first company commander is injured."
"What?"
When Qiao Ping heard this, he hurried to the first company position.
The first company commander was hit by a bullet in his right chest, his face was as white as a sheet of paper, and he kept moaning in a low voice.
Qiao Qiaoping rushed to the front: "What the hell are you doing standing there stupidly? Hurry up and save people!"
The medical soldier who was scolded by him looked aggrieved: "Batalion Commander, it's medicine, myrrh!"
"Asshole, how come there is no medicine? Where is the medicine?"
"We didn't store much medicine to begin with. That medicine is more precious than gold. If there's a war..."
"What the hell are you talking about? Hurry up and send him to Baoding Hospital. He, the first company commander, was the first one to rush onto the railway bridge!"
"No, just send him back like this. The company commander won't be able to hold on!"
Just when everyone was at a loss, a voice suddenly came:
"I have the medicine!"
Meng Shaoyuan!
He stretched out his hand and said, "Morphine!"
morphine?
The medical soldier's eyes lit up when he heard this!
Morphine!
A stick of morphine was handed to the medical soldier and quickly injected into the first company commander.
The first company commander soon stopped complaining about pain, and his complexion also recovered a lot.
"Oh my God, hurry up and send him to the rear."
Qiao Qiaoping felt relieved: "Who is this?"
Gu Shunshui said from the side: "He is the guest of the regiment leader, Major Meng Shaoyuan."
"Major Meng, thank you, thank you."
Meng Shaoyuan took a backpack of medicine from Pan Baolai and stuffed it into Qiao Qiao Ping's hand: "These are all medicines that can be used on the battlefield. You can keep them."
Local tycoon!
Rich man!
The gods have appeared!
Qiao Qiaoping just knelt down and thanked the other party.
What is lacking most on the battlefield?
Medicine!
I don’t know how many brothers can be saved, but there is no medicine.
Meng Shaoyuan knew that when he came to Peiping this time, the medicine would definitely come in handy.
The 29th Army has no shortage of bullets or grenades, but only medicine.
The supplies he had hoarded before the war could finally be put to use.
I can't personally participate in the Marco Polo Bridge defense battle, but I can at least do something for these brothers who are fighting bloody battles, right?
"It's okay, Camp Commander Qiao."
Meng Shaoyuan shook hands with Qiao Qiaoping: "I'm leaving soon, Marco Polo Bridge, please!"
Qiao Qiaoping held his hand firmly and replied loudly: "Major Meng, don't worry, as long as I'm still alive, I'll be here!"
