At that moment, the color of the sky and the earth changed. The strong soldiers picked up the rafts and canoes and ran towards the Balan River with roars. The canoes and rafts smashed on the water and white waves formed. The soldiers who had forced the crossing crowded on the rafts and started using engineering shovels. When the oars row hard.
The entire west bank of the Balan River was like a pot boiling. The Chinese soldiers jumped into the waist-deep shoals like dumplings, then climbed onto rafts and bravely moved forward.
The two-kilometer-long river was covered with white waves stirred by people and canoes. Coupled with the heavy rain falling from the sky, white smoke billowed from the entire river.
"Charge... charge... officers in front... death squads in the back... break through the enemy's formation and kill the enemy chief!"
"If it rains heavily, the enemy's artillery won't be able to work. Rush over and stab people with knives!"
The 20,000 vanguard troops rushed forward in the wind and rain. The indigenous soldiers on the opposite side were in an uproar: "The Chinese are attacking. They are really attacking. They are attacking in such weather? Fire quickly..."
Boom...boom...the dull sound of artillery sounded, and white waves shot up into the sky in the middle of the river. Unfortunately, it is difficult for indigenous monkeys to master such high-tech weapons as artillery. These cannons were not accurate at all. Several drifting logs were blown up.
"Accelerate, accelerate and rush over... The enemy's artillery can't fire many shots in this heavy rain!" Fangdong shouted to encourage the soldiers, but at this moment, their first wave of offensive echelons had reached the central channel of the Balan River. The river was extremely fast and there were all kinds of debris floating on the surface.
Suddenly, the house saw a flash of black shadow in the white waves, and a huge tree rushed down from the virgin forest directly hit his raft. Suddenly the raft shattered and more than ten soldiers all fell into the water.
Fortunately, there are no young men in Nanyang who can't swim. In addition, they all have animal inflatable bladders and various sealed glass bottles tied around their waists, which provide some buoyancy, allowing them to swim across the river and save some effort. .
"Don't be afraid, swim across the river...so you can swim with me, raise your rifle and don't get soaked in the fucking water!"
Just as he was talking, suddenly in front of the house, a strange whirlpool suddenly rolled up in the water, and then a piece of bitter bark rushed out of the water. The soldier at the head was suddenly pulled into the water by something. Then a whip was whipped hard on Fang Dong's waist.
"Ah..." He screamed without even uttering a few words of water before he poured water into his stomach. A wave knocked him underwater.
The moment he was underwater, he finally saw clearly that the one who attacked them was a swamp crocodile. The beast was biting his brother's waist and spinning in circles in the water.
Only experienced hunters can know how crocodiles hunt. These terrifying aquatic beasts are usually lazy and do not like to move, but once they attack, they are extremely fast.
After these beasts bite their prey, they drag it into the water and quickly twist their bodies. This is to rely on the rotational tearing force to directly tear off the bitten meat, causing the prey to die quickly.
The house was whipped up to the waist by the rotating crocodile tail. The force was so strong that it hurt to the bone! He clutched his waist and stared, eyes sinking downward, and all the light and shadow under the water became confusing.
The gloomy sky blocked most of the sunlight, and only the hazy brightness shone two or three meters deep under the water. The rest was darkness, endless darkness.
The brothers who fell into the water slowly sank. During the struggle, bubbles squeezed out of their mouths and floated upward in clusters... The floating giant trees knocked over canoes and rafts one after another, and tangled green vines entangled them. It lived on the legs and feet of countless soldiers, and he even saw poisonous snakes swimming among the vines.
"This primeval forest is so terrifying... It is really not a place for humans in the civilized world... This is a barbaric land that will take a lifetime of work to transform..."
His consciousness gradually dissipated, and Fangdong even appeared in a state of near death. Suddenly, a strong force suddenly rose from his back, dragging him out of the water with a splash, and then an iron fist hit his stomach.
With a "wow" sound, I spit out as much river water as I drank, and the smell of earth filled my nose.
"The battle is not over yet, you have to continue fighting!" The one who shouted at him was Wu Haoran, a fellow student. He took off the empty wine bottle from his waist and stuffed it into his arms, then raised his arms in the water and shouted.
"Brothers! We are here for victory! We are not afraid of the 100,000 indigenous coalition troops in front of us. Are we afraid of these short-legged beasts? Fight and kill all the crocodiles that dare to block the road..."
"Kill..." Thousands of soldiers on the water roared, pulling out the short daggers at their waists and charging towards the bloodthirsty beasts.
People's hearts are in a state of shock. A ferocious beast is a ferocious beast. They just fight based on instinct. They don't understand morale in the human world! The murderous aura of tens of thousands of people filled the air, making these sensitive beasts feel danger and invincible fear.
The crocodiles who were about to attack suddenly turned around and fled in fear. A few unlucky animals that ran away were swarmed by strong soldiers and caught them. Short knives and daggers stabbed their weak abdomens, and the blood instantly dyed the Baran River red. .
The indigenous monkeys on the east coast were dumbfounded. The soldiers who were doing the war dance with their bare buttocks dropped their daggers on their feet with a clang, making him scream.
And more indigenous people have lost their ability to speak. What a terrifying scene this is. Even the bravest warriors of the tribe dare not offend the overlord crocodile in the swamp, but today these Chinese people are going crazy and attacking these crocodile gods. .
"Look...the crocodiles are running away! They are running away..."
"Crazy, these Chinese dogs are crazy! They are killing the fresh water god..."
An aura of terror permeated the coalition forces. These superstitious savages fought one by one and did not dare to look directly at the attacking Chinese soldiers.
Fang Dong also felt relieved at this moment. Although there was severe pain in his waist, it was not a fatal injury. He swam forward with a dagger in his mouth, and stabbed the killer crocodile in the cold. The sharp dagger directly penetrated the eyeball and entered the brain. The Water Overlord suddenly turned into a corpse.
"Attack! Brothers attack...the enemy is right in front of you, rush over..."
At this moment, the vanguard was only more than 200 meters away from the east bank of the Balan River. Who cares about the distance of more than 200 meters among the soldiers who fell into the water? They roared and stepped forward on the water, and there were jumping figures everywhere on the river.
On the far west bank, on a hill, a woman with a delicate face was leading a group of children to look at the battlefield in the distance. This was one of countless Chinese schools, with more than a hundred Han and indigenous children in the school.
At this moment, no matter what ethnic group these children belong to, their eyes are fixed on this tragic war.
"Teacher...what are they fighting for?" the indigenous child asked, blinking.
"Tulan...you have to remember that they are not fighting for any one person or nation, they are just fighting for happiness!"
"Children, remember, even if the blood on your body is different, you are enjoying the same happy life now... you can go to school, you can eat sweet rice, and you even have clothes to wear! "
"This is our happiness! They are fighting, fighting for the Chinese people in World War II! And what are the Chinese people?"
More than a hundred children shouted in unison, "The Chinese are happy! They are fighting for happiness!"
"Here, no one picks up the blackboard and writes "Chinese" ten times, imprinting these two words in your memory and in your blood!"
