The Great Wall is thousands of miles long,
Outside the Great Wall is my hometown.
Sorghum fertilizer, soybean fragrance,
There is gold everywhere and less disaster.
Since the great disaster,
Rape, robbery, and misfortune.
When suffering comes, run to other places,
Brothers and sisters are separated, parents are bereaved.
I can't bear to forget hatred and resentment,
Day and night I just want to go back to my hometown! ...
On the battlefield filled with gunpowder smoke, the song "The Ballad of the Great Wall" seemed to sound that made people cry.
Two-thirds of the soldiers of the third regiment, first battalion and second company were killed by the Japanese guns. Cheng Wanli, commander of the Independent Battalion of the 87th Division, was shot thirteen times.
However, even at the moment when his life ended, he still did not forget to pull the trigger on the enemy.
Cheng Wanli's body slowly fell down at the moment he saw the enemy position explode, and he showed a relieved smile.
Because the battle was successful and his mission was completed.
Countless pictures were flashing in his mind at this time, which were memories of his life.
Cheng Wanli was born into a military family, and his father was a revolutionary soldier who revolutionized with Mr. Zhongshan.
In 1931, when Cheng Wanli was twenty years old, his father once said to him: Son, your name is Cheng Wanli. As a father, I hope you will become a dragon and achieve great success.
But the Japanese pirates came, and China lost three northeastern provinces. That was a shame for the entire country's democracy. It's a small place, but it's rampant in our country, and our ancestors have been completely disgraced.
So you have to remember that from today on, your father does not expect you to be promoted to a higher official position or receive a higher salary. I only hope that you, like the Great Wall, will protect our Chinese territory!
Cheng Wanli remembered it, so after graduating from Whampoa Military Academy, he always hoped to fight against Japan and regain the lost territory.
It's a pity that no one supports him or understands his ideas. He was even ostracized everywhere because of his speech tendencies.
But he still did not give up, still insisted on his own ideas, and used his own life to defend the dignity of the Chinese nation on the anti-Japanese battlefield, and used his own blood to build an everlasting Great Wall in people's hearts!
"Old Cheng!!"
The terrifying explosion shook Duan Wu awake. When he jumped onto the trench, everything was over. The enemy's position was submerged in endless smoke and flames, and Chen Wanli was slowly falling.
My eyes were sore during the Dragon Boat Festival. The moment I closed my eyes, two lines of hot tears flowed down the corners of my eyes.
Because Cheng Wanli died for him, otherwise it might have been him who died on the battlefield today during the Dragon Boat Festival.
"Everyone has it!"
The angry voice of Dragon Boat Festival resounded throughout the battlefield, and the soldiers behind the mountain moved quickly to the front of the mountain one by one.
When they saw the extremely tragic battlefield, each of them was extremely angry.
One, two, three, four,...ten, a hundred, a thousand, two thousand,...
They unanimously raised their right hands to pay tribute to those fallen comrades and say their final farewell!
At the same time, the old devil Zhongye Cang also drew his sword. Because he didn't know why, he felt an unprecedented danger.
This may be this old devil's sixth sense. Or maybe he couldn't contact his heavy artillery unit, which made him feel very uneasy.
But in any case, this old devil has decided to engage in close combat with the Chinese soldiers.
He wanted to use the Chinese soldiers on the mountainside position as bait to launch a group charge against the enemy, forcing the Chinese soldiers on the top of the mountain to come down to rescue people and engage in hand-to-hand combat with him.
At this time, the old devil Zhongyecang drew his sword just to give this order.
But at this moment, the old Japanese soldier didn't know that ten large-caliber cannons, howitzers, and twenty or thirty mortars of various calibers were already targeting his Chinese army position.
Xie Jinyuan's face was expressionless, and his eyes were terrifyingly cold. Because in just five minutes, a company of soldiers rushed down from the top of the mountain, and only about thirty people were left, still fighting the enemy.
These five minutes were earned by Chinese soldiers with their own lives.
Xie Jinyuan shouted loudly: "Target the Japanese position, shoot quickly! Release!"
boom! Boom boom! ...
The shells came out of the guns, roaring towards the Japanese positions with the anger of the Chinese soldiers.
When the Japanese officer heard the sound of artillery, he said excitedly: "Your Excellency MCC, our artillery is our artillery. Our artillery has arrived."
The old MCC man laughed loudly: "Hahaha, Xiao Tengjun and the others have finally arrived. The Chinese people are destined to fail this time, hahaha!"
MCC's adjutant flattered: "This is natural. Under your wise leadership, all Chinese soldiers will be no match for our Imperial Japanese Army."
"Okay, let the Chinese tremble in the fire of my empire! Hahaha!..."
boom!
Before the MCC devils could stop laughing, a 150mm cannon shell had already fallen, making a deafening explosion.
However, it was not the Chinese position that was bombed, but the little Japanese's own.
The explosion site was instantly razed to the ground, and more than thirty Japanese soldiers disappeared from the world. The shock wave of the explosion reached fifty meters away. It was unknown how many Japanese soldiers were affected by the explosion and suffered heavy casualties.
"idiot!"
MCC was surprised and thought to himself: Are the artillerymen blind with their glasses? How come the artillery shells hit your own position?
I just didn’t want it to be at this moment, boom! Boom boom! After several loud noises were heard one after another, his entire army fell into great chaos.
A large-caliber cannon can kill dozens of people with one shot. In many cases, intact bodies were never found.
There were five squadrons of the Chinese army in MCC, and nearly one-fifth of them were hit by these cannons. Such casualties occurred too quickly. It was almost unacceptable to the MCC warehouse. Are all your artillerymen blind? Did you hit all the artillery shells on your own position?
But then he thought again that something was wrong. His heavy artillery unit could not be contacted for a long time. Could something have happened?
Thinking of this, Zhongyecang quickly ordered his adjutant: "You, quickly go and order the first squadron and the second squadron of the Zangmu Brigade to see what is going on with our artillery! If my guess is correct, , our artillery is probably gone."
"Sir, how is this possible? We didn't find any enemy troops all the way here. And the heavy artillery force, plus the heavy machine gun squadron and the infantry squadron, total four to five hundred people?"
His adjutant couldn't understand how the empire's artillery troops fell into the hands of the enemy so easily.
Zhongyecang was a little frustrated and sighed: "If all of this is the work of that man, there is nothing impossible. If I want to know that it is that man who is directing this battle, I will definitely be more careful careful!
Go for it! Let the 1st and 2nd Squadrons take back our heavy artillery, otherwise our 38th Wing will cease to exist today, do you understand? ..."
