The blood of the Anti-Japanese War stained the mountains and rivers

The people from the machine gun company began to use piles of dead people for cover, but they only dragged the corpses of the Japanese soldiers, and they let go of those brothers who died on their side, and they really couldn't bear it.

"Damn it, how can these wicked things kill people and use them as shelters?" Seeing the corpses piled up by the people in the guerrilla camp, the eyes of the surviving Northeast Army brothers were full of contempt. Although they hated the little devil, they still I haven't gotten into the habit of using the opponent's corpse to gamble with guns.

These brothers of the Northeast Army did not know that when the fighting in Shanghai was the worst, the trench bunkers in the defensive positions were blown to pieces by the heavy artillery of the devils, and the devils attacked frequently, one wave went down and another wave rushed up.

They didn't have time to build bunkers, so they could only rely on the stacked corpses to shoot. The two sides fought fiercely for several months in the sea of ​​corpses and blood, and the fighting was so dark that blood flowed into rivers. In any battle, a full 30 Chinese soldiers died On the battlefield like a grinding disc of flesh and blood.

Major Battalion Commander Zhao Wenbin's feminine face was still indifferent, and the military uniform on his body was torn to pieces like a fishing net leaking through the air. Through the holes, we could see the scars and blood seeping through the flesh.

"If you don't want to die, you can follow their example and pile up the corpses!" Zhao Wenbin's voice became hoarse, passing by with his military boots, he dropped such a sentence lightly, and walked into the smoke.

Several platoon leaders of the Northeast Army looked at each other when they heard Zhao Wenbin's words, but still gritted their teeth and stood up: "Damn, if you are immoral, you are immoral. Let's talk about it first!" They called the brothers to drag the dead into the bunker.

"Company commander, these Northeast Army members are quick learners." Seeing that the Northeast Army brothers followed suit and started dragging people to death, Tian Sanheng, the fat man, was nestled in a bomb crater, gnawing on grain cakes, his bony eyes staring at him. Battalion Commander Zhao Wenbin watched amidst the gunpowder.

The old smoker held the dry bong in his hand, puffing out smoke rings, coupled with his face full of vicissitudes and calm eyes, it gave him an incomprehensible sense of mystery.

"People move to live, trees move to die, if so many people die and still can't learn how to save their lives, they deserve it even if they die." After finishing speaking, the old smoker began to smash it again, puffing out clouds of smoke, as if it was him lifeblood.

Fatty Tian San chewed the grain cakes, and nodded thoughtfully, but these had nothing to do with him, he came here to eat food as a soldier, and he didn't bother to care about the number of dead people.

"The Northeast Army says it's a bastard with no eggs, but I don't think so. That Battalion Commander Zhao, I think he is more ruthless than our battalion commander." A brother next to him with an old gauze wrapped around his head broke his heart. There was silence.

Old Smoker nodded in agreement. He had been in the army for so many years and had seen many ruthless people, but this was the first time he had seen someone as ruthless as Zhao Wenbin.

Although this Zhao Wenbin is as weak as a scholar, he is a lunatic who is desperate to fight. He picked up the knife and cleaned up the devil's wounded soldiers like cutting melons and vegetables. His ferocity still scares the old smoker to this day. I dare not look at Zhao Wenbin's cold and narrow eyes.

As the saying goes, those who are terrified, and those who are frightened are afraid of their lives. This Zhao Wenbin belongs to the kind of people who are not afraid of their lives.

Although Zhao Wenbin was taciturn and looked as cold as an iceberg in front of others, his reckless killing of the enemy was impressive. No one dared to underestimate him. The surviving brothers all respected him.

Although the devils retreated, Yang Ling, the battalion commander, didn't care about rest. He sent people to collect ammunition, rescue the wounded, and redeployed troops to consolidate the position. After finishing his work, he found that the second battalion commander Zhao Wenbin had arrived at some point.

"Would you like to have a bite?" Zhao Wenbin stuck the Devil's Saber in the scorched earth beside him, sat on the empty ammunition box, and raised the kettle to Yang Ling.

Yang Ling smelled the strong smell of alcohol. He smiled and shook his head. He also found the ammunition box and sat down: "I don't drink alcohol. Too much alcohol will cause trouble."

Yang Ling is a strict self-disciplined person, and he has always maintained a good habit of not smoking or drinking, because he knows that these two things will paralyze the nerves to a certain extent, and as a soldier, he must keep a clear mind at all times, so he always and These things keep their distance.

Zhao Wenbin was not angry at Yang Ling's refusal. He raised his head and took a sip of wine down his throat, explaining: "In our northeastern region, it's freezing and snowing everywhere in winter. Drinking alcohol can drive away the cold."

As Zhao Wenbin said, he thought of the beautiful Northeast. I am afraid that the snow and ice will pile up at this time. Staying in the warm room, drinking heavily and eating meat, those days are really happy, but now you have to stay away from home, in the cold Fighting in the humid south of the Yangtze River.

He looked at the smoky sky full of melancholy, not knowing when he would be able to return to his lovely and beautiful hometown of white mountains and black waters, he sighed long, raised his head and took another sip of wine, cursing in his mouth: "Damn little devil!"

Yang Ling also felt the sadness in Zhao Wenbin's expression, and could understand their painful state of being homeless. He said with relief: "The little devils are arrogant for a while, but they can't be arrogant forever. As long as we work hard to kill the enemy, this Northeast will come back sooner or later."

Zhao Wenbin's complexion improved a lot when he heard Yang Ling's words: "Brother Yang, if we beat off the little devil and return to the Northeast, I will definitely invite you to try our Northeast's authentic pig-killing dishes."

Yang Ling stretched out his hand: "What you say is what you say!"

"It's a deal!" The two big hands were tightly held together.

Body 2 Forty Chapters Military Council

On December [-]st, the artillery outside the city was rumbling, and the devil's forward troops had already approached the outskirts of the city. In the Jiangyin garrison headquarters, the disgraced senior generals gathered together, and the atmosphere was dignified.

"Big guys, don't just stand still and say nothing. It's up to you whether you want to withdraw or continue fighting."

The thin face of Liu Xing, commander of the Jiangfang Group Army, became more and more haggard. He looked at the silent crowd and knocked on the table with his hand, breaking the silence in the conference room.

"Then let me say a few words first. Yixing fell, Liyang and other places were also broken by the 114th Division of the local enemy. The main force of our National Revolutionary Army has moved westward. Jiangyin has become a prominent part of a front and an isolated city. There is no point in defending anymore, my opinion is to organize the retreat immediately while the waterway is still open, otherwise when the waterway is cut off, then there will really be no more life, I have finished my words."

After Major General Zeng Yiding finished speaking, the deputy commander sat back on the chair and waited quietly for the rest of the people to express their views.

Major Li Yuchun, acting chief of staff of the 112th division, had just come from the front to attend the meeting. He was shot in the arm and was hanging around his neck with a bandage. He picked up the jar on the table and took a sip of water before standing up.

"I agree with Chief Zeng's suggestion that we should retreat immediately. This morning, the devils gathered dozens of planes to bombard our Huashan 667 regiment's positions indiscriminately. The positions changed hands several times. If the fighting continues, the brothers will be wiped out. "

"Our 103rd Division also suffered a lot. The nearly [-]-thousand troops are now bare-bones. If you don't believe me, go and have a look. There are dead bodies lying in front of you. If the fight continues, I, the division commander, will become naked. , I also suggest retreating immediately!"

The commander of the 103rd division, Lieutenant General He Zhizhong, smoked a cigarette fiercely after he finished speaking, watching his brothers die one by one in front of him, his heart was bleeding.

Lieutenant General Ouyang Ge, the headmaster of Dianlei School, was silent for a long while before speaking: "The command of the officer's department is to stick to it for three days. We might as well stick to it for another day. If we evacuate now, we will inevitably be charged with disobeying the military order. It won't be worth it."

After hearing Lieutenant General Ouyang Ge's words, Lieutenant General He Zhi, who had just sat down, slapped his face on the table angrily: "Ouyang Ge! You fucking go to the front line to see, my brother is bleeding desperately, and there are pieces The bullets are all gone, and they are fighting with bayonets and devils all the time! You can ask them if they can stand guard for another day! You don’t feel sorry for me if the person who died is not yours!”

Lieutenant General Ouyang Ge also stood up abruptly: "What the hell are you angry with me! Are my people alive? They all died half a month ago! They all sank into the river to feed the fish, and I also My heart aches, but the Ministry of the Ministry ordered us to stand guard for another three days, and now you have withdrawn, are you worthy of those brothers who died?!"

"I want to evacuate now because I don't want everyone who is still alive to die. Orders, bullshit orders, those idiots in the officer's department don't care about our lives, they are all busy running for their lives!"

"Mr. He, be careful!" Liu Xing saw that the excited He Zhizhong started to bring the topic to the Minister's Department, and hurriedly stopped him.

"Principal Ouyang, sit down too. If you have something to say, talk it out. This is a meeting, not a vegetable market." Liu Xing waved for Dianlei School principal Ouyang Ge to sit down.

The atmosphere in the conference room was tense for a while, Liu Xing was silent for a while, then turned his attention to Lieutenant General Xu Kang, the commander of the fortress who was smoking heavily.

"Old Xu, tell me your opinion."

Xu Kang threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stomped it out. He glanced around at the frowning crowd, and said slowly, "I advocate sticking to the end. We still have enough shells for the forts in Jiangyin. We can withdraw the infantry outside to the city. With the assistance of the fort, we will destroy as many devils as they come."

The reason why Xu Kang insisted on defending to the death was because he didn't want to abandon the infamy of losing his position. You must know that the government of Jiangyin Fortress invested a lot of manpower and couldn't afford to build it. Let's go, he is not willing to destroy or throw it to the devils like that.

"You are only willing to let all my brothers die here!" He Zhi slammed the heavy vat on the table, squinting his eyes and speaking angrily.

"Raising soldiers for a thousand days and using them for a short period of time, if soldiers are afraid of death, they might as well go back and farm!" Xu Kang retorted.

"Okay! Don't quarrel!" Jiangfang Army Commander Liu Xing looked at the noisy crowd, feeling extremely irritable. Now some people want to continue fighting, and some people want to withdraw, making it difficult for him to make a decision for a while.

Liu Xing was silent for a moment and then ordered: "Call Nanjing now and tell them about our situation. Whether to fight or withdraw, we will follow orders."

Soon, Jiangyin called directly to Nanjing, and the Military Commission who stayed behind in Nanjing quickly responded that it was pointless to consider defending Jiangyin, and asked the Jiangyin defenders to dismantle the new artillery and immediately break out in the direction of Nanjing.

"Everyone, our army has tried its best to defend Jiangyin. Although our side has suffered heavy losses, we have wiped out thousands of enemies. I hope you will pass on the words to our soldiers. They fought bravely and tenaciously, showing the bloodiness of our army , today's evacuation is not a failure, it is a strategic consideration, it is to preserve strength, we will definitely come back here!"

After Liu Xing finished speaking, although Xu Kang, the commander of the fortress who insisted on defending to the death, was extremely reluctant, he still agreed to evacuate.

"From [-] o'clock in the afternoon today, all the fortresses in the fortress will cover and shoot at the enemy until [-] o'clock. Cover the retreat of our infantry regiments. After the infantry evacuates, blow up all the artillery. Be sure not to leave it to the enemy. General Ouyang, you take People try to collect speedboats and fishing boats, and leave them to the blocking forces..."

Under the intensive arrangement, the commander of the Jiangyin Fortress issued an order for the Jiangyin defenders to break through and retreat.

According to the requirements of the retreat, the frontier ministries alternately covered and retreated to Zhenjiang, the commander sailed to Nanjing by boat, and the troops in charge of the rear cover crossed the river to Jingjiang.

"Battalion Commander, Battalion Commander, Shangfeng told us to retreat!" Company Commander Qin Shou was sent by Yang Ling to the Commander to ask for ammunition, but the ammunition did not come back, but came back with good news.

Hearing that they were about to retreat, the ragged soldiers on the ground suddenly burst into loud cheers, and many of them even cried, crying excitedly that they were able to withdraw from the ground alive.

"Go and invite Battalion Commander Zhao over here." Yang Ling immediately ordered someone to call Zhao Wenbin.