The War of Resistance: Chapter 757 untitled

The Japanese bombardment started again, and wooden boats and rubber boats appeared on the Huaihe River again. A new round of Japanese attack continued at a certain hour of a certain day.

The Northeast Army, which had also been supplied with artillery shells, also began to fire mortars at the Japanese troops on the river.

Naturally, the firepower of the Northeast Army could not prevent the Japanese army from forcibly crossing, so when the Japanese army jumped off the ship when a Japanese ship rushed to the shore, the enemy and us began to compete for the beachhead again.

Black smoke fills the air, screaming and killing, and comrades can no longer get up when they lie down amidst gunshots and explosions. For the participants in this battle, the scene of this battle is undoubtedly grand and bloody.

But if you look at it from a wider perspective, this Huaihe blockade is just a scene of the current Sino-Japanese battlefield.

This time the Japanese army adopted a north-south strategy in an attempt to break through the Jinpu line and connect the North China and Central China battlefields.

Occupying Bengbu and attacking the Huaihe defense line was an action of the Japanese army in the south, but the Japanese army in the north had already reached Keju County, Jinan, and LY and pointed directly at Xuzhou. The progress of the Japanese army in the north was much faster than that in the south. It is only part of the scene in this war.

But at this time, just thousands of miles away from Xuzhou, the strategic point of this war, such a scene happened again.

In a separate small courtyard, on a separate small second floor, a man in a tunic suit politely followed a man in a general's uniform and said, "The judge invites you to go over and talk."

The man glanced at the man in the Chinese tunic suit with a disgusted look before saying, "Lead the way."

Of course he has reasons to dislike the messengers. At a certain stage in history, even if people in Chinese tunic suits had a Parker pen pinned to their coat pockets, it was still pretending to be gentle, because they had a disgusting and frightening attitude. Name - Juntong.

The man followed the military command agent out the door. He lived on the second floor, and if he wanted to go downstairs, he had to take the spiral ladder outside.

But when the man walked out of the room in deep thought and only halfway down the stairs, he realized that the small courtyard where he was under house arrest was already full of soldiers with guns and ammunition.

The soldiers all looked indifferent, looking at him without the slightest awe of a provincial official like him.

At this time, the man suddenly had a bad premonition, and he said: "You go down first, my shoes are a bit cramped, go back and change a pair of shoes."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked back regardless of whether the military command agent agreed or disagreed.

But just as he turned around, the gun went off.

Compared with the sharpness of rifle gunfire and the rapidity of box cannon gunfire, this gunshot sounded not very eye-catching, just like the small smashing cannons played by folk children, because the gun used a small and delicate gun. .

But no matter how small the gun is, it is still a gun, and five shots were fired in a row with "pop", "pop", "pop", "pop", and "pop".

So the man in the school uniform of a high-ranking officer rushed down and fell on his back on the spiral staircase on the small second floor. His blood flowed to the steps of the stairs and then flowed down like a **** stream.

It's just that he still couldn't die immediately, he was unable to struggle but he was unwilling, his eyes were lingering and he looked at the gloomy sky, and the words read by others in the so-called court sounded in his ears His crimes: "1. Disobeying orders and retreating without authorization.

2. Stand still and support your troops to protect yourself.

3. Colluding with the Japanese invaders and plotting independence.

4. Confiscate civilian guns.

Five, deploying troops to harm the people.

6. Distribution of opium.

7. Undermining judicial independence.

8. Unauthorized collection and withholding of state taxes, undermining the tax system.

9. Misappropriation of national defense funds.

10. Financial disruption. "

Not to mention that each of them is a capital crime, but they are all serious crimes, but when he was on his deathbed, he was sighing, there is nothing wrong with wanting to commit a crime.

In his view, the top ten crimes, isn't it a matter of who has the big mouth and who has the small mouth?

Doesn't that mean that he didn't defend Shandong and just abandoned Jinan? Then why does your Lao Jiang's main force hide in the back, and my people have to carry it to the front?

Isn't that why you Lao Jiang asked me for the two mountain artillery battalions and I didn't give them? That mountain artillery battalion was pulled out from the hairs of you iron **** with great difficulty, why should I give it to you again?

Didn’t you ask me why I lost Jinan at the National Defense Conference? Twenty, it’s Lao Tzu’s responsibility to lose Jinan, and whose responsibility is it to lose Nanjing, the capital of the Republic of China?

Isn't that-

There are people who are afraid of death, and there are people who are not afraid of death. When the anti-Japanese martyr was dying, he still had regrets in his heart that he wanted to kill the thief but was unable to recover. At this time, this person is not afraid of death in his heart. resentment.

But the qi must be attached to the entity after all, just like Chinese medicine talks about qi and blood, blood is the mother of qi, if all the blood is gone, how can there be any qi?

Finally, this person didn't come up in one breath, who knows where his resentment will go?

Those in positions of power are all temperamental. Some people are tall and burly and look tall and straight, while some are short in stature but they feel like they can swallow millions of soldiers!

But with the death of a person, all the temperament will dissipate into the invisible. That is a dead person in the biological sense. A golden and iron horse swallows thousands of miles like a tiger, and is still a lifelong hero who regards killing people like nothing.

Therefore, this person becomes humble because of death, disappears from everyone, disappears from the dead, and finally disappears from bones and void.

The trend of the world is mighty, and it will never stop because of a certain person. The big man is dead, but countless little people are still alive.

And just when that big man's resentment was soaring, in the small Bengbu town on the north bank of the Huaihe River, a group of soldiers were hiding in the ruins, and this group was none other than Shang Zhen and the others.

"Keep your bones down, don't let people see you!" Shang Zhen ordered in a low voice.

"Why? The little devil didn't attack again." Ma Erhuzi asked puzzledly while lowering his figure.

"The guy in front is fighting, so we just hide by the side and don't reach out to help, do you think it's appropriate?" Shang Zhen replied.

"What's inappropriate? They have used all the good guns." At this moment, Hu Zhuzi murmured indifferently.

"I'll give you a good gun, go ahead and hold it, I happen to have a box gun here!" At this moment, Ma Tianfang answered.

Ma Tianfang's left arm sleeve is still there, but it has already hung down~www.mtlnovel.com~It is empty inside.

Since he only had one arm left, he could only use a short gun, so he didn't "borrow" his box cannon, which was the only short gun left by Shang Zhen's group.

"Why do you think I dare not go up?" Hu Zhuzi's eyes stood up again when he heard Ma Tianfang say that.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong, I forgot that you were that bully and threw it away!" Ma Tianfang said angrily.

That's right, if one of Shang Zhen's group was to become a martyr by charging, the most likely one would only be Hu Zhuzi.

Thinking back when Hu Zhu joined the gang, he rushed out with Shang Zhen and the others privately, but because of this, he left his life behind. Who knows who will die for this man!

"Shut up, don't pick up any pot that won't open!" Shang Zhen said angrily.

So, everyone stopped talking, and continued to observe the battle ahead in the ruins.