Boom, boom!
After the first truck exploded, more than fifty trucks exploded one after another.
The flames of the explosion soared into the sky, accompanied by the screams of more than thirty Japanese soldiers crying for their fathers and mothers, and swept away in all directions.
The little devils were so proud that when they saw the neat trucks, they thought they were small gifts from the Chinese. But how did they know that it was filled with explosives and seriously injured Chinese casualties?
They used their last lives to burn the Japs, but illuminated the path of the charging warriors outside the city.
The soldiers who broke through the Japanese blockade outside the city looked back at the mushroom cloud-like fire and walked away in tears.
Because they know that this is the last line of defense laid by their brothers.
They cried, but they did not stop, because dozens or even hundreds of people sacrificed their lives for this road.
They ran quickly and turned west along the north road. Then the independent regiment went to Laohuzui to meet the Dragon Boat Festival, while Zhou Weiguo led his people to Changzhou to relieve Commander Huo. The last group of people retreated along the road from Changzhou to Nanjing. Go to Jintan and Danyang.
I just didn't expect that at this moment, while running, Zhu Shengzhong suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then fell to the ground.
"Camp seat."
The soldiers around him quickly helped Zhu Shengzhong up, while the rest of the independent regiment soldiers also stopped.
Lao Shou was leading the team in front. When he noticed that the troops behind him had stopped, he quickly ran back to check the situation.
At first glance, it turned out that Zhu Shengzhong was injured. He was shot in the abdomen by a Japs bullet.
There were no penetrating wounds in the back, and the bullet should still be in Zhu Shengzhong's body.
Lao Snoring quickly ordered: "Take it away immediately."
"yes!"
The two soldiers said that they were about to carry Zhu Shengzhong away. But at this moment, Zhu Shengzhong grabbed Lao Shou's hand and said breathlessly: "Take me with you, it will slow down the march. Don't forget what we said when we left the city. If someone is injured, we can't leave." If we move, it's time for our final battle with the Japanese.
My time has come, you continue walking with your brothers and continue fighting against the Japanese. "
"Lao Zhu!"
Tears fell from Lao Shou's eyes, and all the surviving soldiers around him also shed tears silently.
"No, I can't keep you. How can I explain to the group if you leave?"
Lao Snoring disagrees, absolutely disagrees.
However, at this time, Zhu Shengzhong forced out a smile and said: "Didn't Tuan Zuo say that there is no one who can't die in a war? The main thing is to see if there is any value in death. Death is inevitable for everyone, maybe it is more important than Mount Tai, or As light as a feather! Brothers who can’t leave, stay with me to stop the Japanese army!”
Zhu Shengzhong roared with all his strength. His voice was louder than the Japanese artillery fire, and his whole body was as dazzling as the burning sun.
The brothers being supported and the soldiers being carried silently left their former comrades and joined this retrograde army.
Although there are only a dozen people in this army, at this time, these dozen people are heavier than Mount Tai.
Zhou Weiguo's 522nd Regiment arrived at this time and were in awe when seeing this scene. As soon as he waved his hand, all the soldiers immediately moved to both sides to make way for Zhu Shengzhong and saluted with the highest respect.
"Brother, let's go!"
The two battalion commanders of the 522nd Regiment also saluted Zhu Shengzhong at the same time. Although they had conflicts, when Zhu Shengzhong led his men to the front, they discovered that they were wrong.
Zhu Shengzhong was right, they were cowards. Faced with the choice between life and death, they had no choice. And if they choose, they will choose the former.
They are just as Zhu Shengzhong said, they are a group of cowards. It's not as good as other independent groups at all.
But at this moment, they made the realization that if they were injured, they would stay and fight the final battle with the Japanese invaders.
Zhu Shengzhong glanced at the two of them, nodded with a smile, then covered his abdomen with one hand and walked hard in the middle of the long queue.
Behind him are the brothers of the Independent Regiment, supporting each other.
It was difficult for them to move, and every step they took would leave a long trail of blood under their feet.
But it didn't take long for these blood stains to be filled with individual figures.
The wounded soldiers of the 522nd Regiment involuntarily walked into this group. They faced the firelight in the distance and the Japanese invaders who were roaring one by one.
Their figures were reflected so tall in the firelight, as if the Chinese soldiers behind him were standing on the shoulders of giants.
At this time, Zhou Weiguo tearfully ordered all soldiers to leave the battlefield immediately and act according to the original plan.
"Ah! Ah!"
The soldiers roared and ran with all their strength. Because they can no longer bear to witness the departure of their comrades.
The war was still spreading, and the flames of the explosion gradually swallowed up every familiar or unfamiliar face. And the living can only continue to fight with the faith of the dead...
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At the same time, near Mopan Mountain, the Dragon Boat Festival Special Forces.
puff!
A soldier who was running with a wounded man on his back suddenly vomited blood and slowly collapsed.
The surrounding soldiers immediately carried off the wounded soldiers who were vomiting blood.
But by this time, it was already too late, the soldier who was vomiting blood was already gone.
The injured soldier blamed himself very much and slapped himself wildly with his own hands. Because that brother's lungs exploded just because he was carrying him on his back.
Duanwu came over and slowly touched the eyes of the dead soldier, letting him leave peacefully.
At this time, Lao Abacus panted and said: "Tuanzuo, no, many brothers can't run. How far do we have to reach the tiger's mouth?"
Duanwu looked at the map, shook his head helplessly and said: "There are still ten kilometers, and in front of us is Mopan Mountain. I think the Japanese must be waiting for us there. There is still one hour and ten minutes left. We still have a chance, so take the time to rest." Just a moment. In ten minutes we will cross the line of fire and reach the tiger's mouth."
"yes!"
The old abacus responded, and then sent an order: "The group has an order, take a rest first. Remember to move, don't get leg cramps, you won't be able to walk for a while."
At this time when Lao Abacus passed the order, Duanwu took the radio station aside. Although he was very tired, at this time, he had to send a message to Zhou Weiguo to ask how the situation was over there. If Zhou Weiguo wants to support him, then there is no need. Because of this level, he didn't know if he could pass it. The little devil has been staring at his head.
Moreover, if Dragon Boat Festival breaks through, no one can stop him. But if you can't make it through the Dragon Boat Festival, it will be useless no matter how many people come.
And when he contacted Zhou Weiguo before, Zhou Weiguo also told him another thing. They have to rush to the line between Jintan and Danyang before dawn tomorrow. This is another fifty kilometers. With the current physical strength of the soldiers, they may not be able to keep up with the team! ...
