On the roof, the evening breeze blew by, and the messy hair of the Dragon Boat Festival was gently raised.
Next to him was the soldier who had long since lost his breath. They leaned on each other in the evening breeze, looking at the brightly lit south bank not far away.
During the Dragon Boat Festival, the National Memorial was sung softly. Although the voice was so hoarse that it was hard to compliment, it had a unique flavor.
The soldiers listened with rapt attention and became even more convinced that Dragon Boat Festival was the divine general in the sky.
Otherwise, how could he know the fairy singing?
But Xie Jinyuan and Zhao Beishan were surprised.
Although National Warfare is not a university subject. But Dragon Boat Festival is just a mud-legged person. This is like a farmer who suddenly ran into a university classroom and became a professor. It is so incredible.
But at this moment, they suddenly understood. Their Dragon Boat Festival brother, why can he always anticipate the enemy's opportunities?
That's not luck, nor is it divination, but there is great wisdom behind this seemingly crazy man.
They watched silently, but it was no longer the singing and dancing in the distance, but the back of the Dragon Boat Festival...
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Meanwhile, on the tightrope.
No, to be precise, it should be on a long table covered with steel wire and a piece of black cloth.
The table is suspended in mid-air by a steel wire and a black rope.
Although it still sways with Eva's dance steps, the amplitude is much smaller.
And when Eva walked down from a high altitude, she actually didn't rely on her feet to step on the tightrope.
Because let alone ordinary people, even well-trained athletes will not have that kind of balance ability.
Eva used a tightrope commonly used by acrobats, hanging her body in mid-air, and slowly sliding downwards, as if she were stepping on the tightrope.
So that's what magic is all about, using visual deception to create incredible illusions.
Eva succeeded. Her dance not only stunned the soldiers on the roof of Sihang Warehouse, but also attracted applause from the people on the south bank.
At this time, they may have a new understanding of Eva. No one thought that a reporter could have such ability.
At the same time, this also became Eva's happiest day. Although her consciousness became increasingly blurred during the mechanical dance, she still persisted.
But human willpower is limited after all, and her body has reached its limit.
The massive blood loss made her body weaker and weaker, and her feet felt like they were stepping on cotton.
Her left leg could not support the weight of her body, so she knelt on the table with one knee.
Eva's breathing was heavy, her vision flickered,...
At this time, the soldiers and the people didn't know it and thought it was just a dance move by Eva.
But Wei Zhengcai, Yang Huimin, He Xiangning and others knew how badly Eva was injured.
"Eva!"
Wei Zhengcai shouted.
Wei Zhengcai called Eva because he was worried that she wouldn't be able to survive. But the people present thought that Wei Zheng was cheering for Eva.
They shouted loudly: "Eva! Eva! Eva!..."
Eva's name, at this time, gradually resounded throughout the south bank of Suzhou River.
The sound waves were higher than the waves, just like the tide, rippling in all directions, and soon reached the north shore.
The soldiers on the north bank laughed, and they also shouted loudly: "Eva! Eva! Eva!..."
At this time, Eva also smiled, and she tried her best to stand up again.
The blood has dyed the white clothes red, and the pain has become numb due to the gradual disappearance of consciousness.
Eva threw up a pair of long sleeves and kept spinning her feet. The last song was danced to a climax.
At this moment, everyone cheered. Both the people on the south bank and the soldiers on the north bank all made jubilant sounds.
Eva showed her long-lost smile again.
Her smile was so genuine and sweet.
She was content. At the last moment of her life, she finally felt that she was alone again.
She scattered the seven-colored petals hidden in her sleeves, making a perfect curtain call.
At the moment when the petals slowly fell, Eva opened her arms and leaned back...
The body slowly fell from the high altitude and slid to the ground along a huge black cloth.
Wei Zhengcai and others are continuing here.
However, when Wei Zhengcai picked up Eva, she was no longer breathing.
The white dress was already soaked with blood. She performed her last performance.
At this moment, everyone present was silent. They carried Eva's body with heavy steps. One day, they will kill the murderer and pay with blood!
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At the same time, the soldiers in Sihang Warehouse still don’t know all this. They could only see in the distance the moment when the flowers rained down from the sky, Eva disappeared.
They thought it was a miracle. It was the fairy sister who returned to heaven after dancing.
They looked at the Dragon Boat Festival with admiration, and some even asked insatiably: "Tuanzuo, Tuanzuo, when can we see that fairy sister again?"
Duanwu thought for a moment and said, "Kill all the little devils."
"Yes, kill all the little devils. We can all live a stable life. We can't always let the fairy sister dance for us on the edge of the battlefield, right?"
"Yes, yes, this is too dangerous. We can't let the fairy sister take risks alone."
"Kill all the little devils!"
"Kill all the little devils!..."
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The roars of the soldiers resounded in the dark night sky again and could not dissipate for a long time.
And this is exactly what Duanwu wants to see.
Many days of fighting have already exhausted the morale of the soldiers.
They need new faith to support them in continuing to fight.
Three days, Dragon Boat Festival needs them to last for three more days, and then he will take them out together.
The Sihang Warehouse is no longer safe. Moreover, their ammunition was consumed very much.
Of course, the ammunition Duanwu mentioned was definitely not ordinary bullets, but high-destructive weapons and ammunition such as artillery shells and grenades.
If Dragon Boat Festival wants to defend Sihang Warehouse, artillery shells, grenades, and explosives are indispensable. Once these necessary ammunition are lacking, even if the Sihang Warehouse can be defended, not many people in the independent regiment will survive.
There are currently 630 soldiers in the Independent Regiment, more than 50 of whom are wounded, and at least half are seriously wounded.
In other words, there are only about 600 people in the independent regiment who can still fight today. And one-third of the troops are new recruits.
Just these people, without the support of strong firepower, fought positional battles with the Japs. They couldn't even last a day.
Because it is undeniable that the little devils far surpass our army in terms of individual combat capabilities, shooting skills, and stabbing skills.
Fighting with such a group of well-trained Japanese, let alone an independent regiment, even ten independent regiments cannot stop the Japanese.
Therefore, with insufficient ammunition, Dragon Boat Festival can only choose to break out head-on! ...
