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

"Yes, we fought with the little devil." The brothers also got angry, knowing that they and the little devil were already dying at this moment, and they were not prepared to walk out of the yard alive.

"Everyone checked the ammunition and loaded the bayonets." Zhang Heizi had already made up his mind to die, but he became calmer than ever.

Just as the soldiers of the security battalion surrounded in the yard were about to fight the little devil with all their might, the voice of the maintenance chairman Zhou Fulu suddenly came from outside.

The maintenance chairman, Zhou Fulu, hid behind a sandbag, poked out half of his head cautiously, and the squeaky duck voice sounded.

"People inside listen up!"

"You eat the salary of the imperial army, and you don't know how to repay it. Instead, you commit chaos. You should have died for the crime, but the imperial army is benevolent. Let me tell you that as long as you surrender your arms and don't fight against the imperial army, the imperial army can spare you You die!"

Zhou Fulu's words spread to the ears of the brothers in the security camp, which caused the brothers who were determined to fight the devils to have different expressions, and their determination to die was loosened.

"Company commander, company commander, we don't have to die..." Some people who didn't want to die shouted excitedly.

Zhang Heizi kicked the yelling brother somersaultingly: "You useless thing, we killed so many little devils, can they spare us?"

Hearing Zhang Heizi's reminder, the brethren who had been hoping for luck woke up again and no longer thought about surrendering.

"The surname is Zhou, you fucking tell the little devil that I am Chinese, and the one who beats is the little devil. If we want to surrender, there is no way! Beat us if you have the guts. If I frown, my surname will not be Zhang!"

"Zhang Heizi, even if you don't think about yourself, you still have to think about your women and dolls. If you continue to resist like this, you will not be the only one who will die." Zhou Fulu threatened.

Thinking of the women and children in his family, Zhang Heizi became impatient, and shouted outside: "Your surname Zhou, if you dare to touch them, I will not let you go even if I am a ghost!"

Zhou Fulu snorted coldly and shouted: "I am not afraid of slanting shadows when I am upright, and I am not afraid of living people. How could I be afraid of a dead ghost? What a joke."

"Stop dawdling, throw the gun out and surrender, otherwise the imperial army will attack and none of you will survive!"

Zhou Fulu is now in high spirits, no matter what, in Ruichang in the future, the boss of the imperial army, he will be the second child, and the security camp will no longer be able to threaten his status.

Zhou Fulu's shouting made the soldiers in the security battalion in the courtyard flustered. Although they were determined to die, they lost half their confidence when they thought of the child and mother at home.

"Company commander, why don't we surrender." Some brothers were worried about the safety of their family members, and they wavered at this moment.

Looking at the earnest gazes around him, Zhang Heizi vented all his courage. They are all locals. If their family members were implicated because of them, they would never forgive themselves.

After all, Zhang Heizi was not a qualified commander. Under Zhou Fulu's intimidation, he had lost his position, and he sighed heavily.

"If we surrender, can we really guarantee our safety?" Zhang Heizi shouted towards the outside.

Hearing this, the leader of the Devil Squadron, Zhuqi Heitani, showed a knowing smile, stepped forward and said, "As long as you... put down your weapons... surrender, I can... let the past go, I promise... you safety of ... life and ... property."

Zhang Heizi and the others dispelled most of their doubts when they heard the promise made by the leader of the Devil Squadron, Zhuqi Heigu.

At this moment, the battalion commander Meng Fanggang who was tied up was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and hurriedly shouted into the yard: "Brothers, don't surrender, the little devils are lying to you, they will not let you go. "

But for the safety of their own family, Zhang Heizi and the others couldn't listen to Meng Fangang's reminder at this moment. They said sorry, threw their guns, opened the door, and walked out in a hurry.

Seeing Zhang Heizi surrender and walk out, Meng Fangang closed his eyes in pain.

The leader of the devil squadron, Zhuqi Heiya, had a murderous look in his eyes, and waved at the devils around him. These devils rushed forward one after another, drove Zhang Heizi and the others to the side of the street with bayonets, and put them under guard.

"Didn't you say to let us go?" Seeing the devils driving them away, Zhang Heizi wanted to assert his sovereignty.

The smile on Zhuqi Heigu's face disappeared, and he looked coldly at the more than 100 people in the security camp who had been disarmed, and said: "If you kill my people, you will have to pay the price."

Seeing the murderous face of the devil Zhuqi Heigu, Zhang Heizi realized that something was wrong, but he took a step slowly, and immediately greeted the devil's gun butt.

"Damn it, you little devil, you've broken your promise!" Zhang Heizi yelled in pain, and couldn't help but yelled.

But now that they have been disarmed, they are surrounded by devil soldiers with live ammunition, and cursing is of no avail.

"Push it over, and shoot them all!" Zhuqi Heiya turned his face faster than a book, and he was murderous.

Text Chapter 5 Clean up the mess

The main street in Ruichang County is not spacious. Although it is paved with a layer of gravel, it has already become potholes due to the rolling of vehicles and horses. There are black debris and feces floating in the muddy gutters on both sides, emitting a A foul stench.

Although it is Ruichang County, compared with big cities such as Nanjing and Shanghai, it is still less clean and tidy. From the low brick and wood board houses, it can be seen that this place is not rich.

The appearance of chaos and poverty in Ruichang at this moment is a true portrayal of most places in China in this era. China is poor and weak, but it has to face the aggression of a powerful country.

More than 400 brothers from Yang Ling entered the city from the west gate, and quickly leaped forward along the potholed streets in a battle formation, sticking to the base of the wall.

The brothers are all veterans who have rolled over from the battlefield. Even though many of them have joined the army for less than half a year, they are already veterans if they can crawl out of the dead.

As veterans, they became extremely vigilant at this moment. The team rushed forward silently against the eaves on both sides of the street. Apart from heavy breathing and dense footsteps, no one spoke indiscriminately.

The gunfire in the city had stopped a few minutes ago. Yang Ling didn't know whether it was the security battalion that wiped out the devils or the devils, but now that the arrows were on the line, they were no longer allowed to retreat. No matter who won the victory, they had to go to the city to clean up endgame.

The residents in Ruichang City had already fled back to their homes in a hurry when the security camp was fighting with the devils, and then closed the doors and windows, praying to Guanyin Bodhisattva to bless them safe and sound.

In this land of China where wars are spreading and people are devastated, home is always a place that people think is safe, but what they don't know is, how can there be any eggs under the overthrow of the nest?

When the devils wiped out all the resistance forces, even if the people hid at home, they would become slaves to the country, and their homes could not provide them with the slightest security. This is the so-called destruction of the country and family.

Some residents heard the sound of intensive footsteps on the street, and they carefully watched the outside through the gaps in the windows and doors, hoping that the firefight would end soon.

But they didn't see the people in the security battalion, nor did they see the devil soldiers wearing steel helmets, but they saw the long-lost Chinese National Revolutionary Army, who were advancing rapidly along the street.

"Our troops are fighting back!" Yang Ling heard low excited voices behind the dilapidated wooden door, but his footsteps did not stop.

The residents are still patriotic, especially in the days after the fall of Ruichang. Although the devils behaved politely, they were still afraid and jealous of these strange troops who suddenly broke into Ruichang, and they were cautious in everything they did. Worry about offending the other person.

Especially today when they saw those devils suddenly turn their faces and attack the security camp fiercely, they were really scared. They were afraid that the devils would anger the entire Ruichang residents in a fit of anger and turn Ruichang into a bloody hell like Nanjing.

And at this moment of worry and apprehension, they suddenly saw the figure of the National Revolutionary Army. The excitement in their hearts was beyond words. Many people began to miss the good things of the National Revolutionary Army at the beginning, and shed tears of joy. came back.

Moving quickly towards the place where the gunshot was fired, Yang Ling and the others ran into a group of devil infantry when they crossed a street.

This team of devils was originally guarding the warehouse and was ordered to suppress the mutiny of the security battalion, so they came over quietly, trying to steal the security camp's back route.

But what they didn't expect was that what they encountered was not a security battalion, but a large group of Chinese troops entering the city silently with guns.

Although Yang Ling and the others were wearing tattered military uniforms, the little devil could tell that they were really the National Revolutionary Army, not those weak security battalions.

Guizibing was very surprised and puzzled, why the Chinese army appeared here, but at this moment they could not allow them to think too much, because he saw that the Chinese soldiers on the opposite side had reacted and started to pull the gun bolt.

"It's the Chinese Army!" The Guizi second lieutenant who led the team froze for a few seconds, raised his pistol to shoot, and roared at the top of his voice.

"Hit!" Wang Huzi, who rushed forward, fired first without any hesitation.

"Bang!" A bullet pierced through the body of a devil with a whistling sound, and he staggered down clutching his wound.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Dull and dense gunshots rang out, and bullets splashed across the street, enveloping the devils.