Meng Shaoyuan begged for heaven to manifest his spirit!

In the attack just now, a bullet pierced Matsumoto's chest.

This old guy is no longer good.

He gasped for breath and looked at Hirotaka Yamada with distracted eyes:

"Yamada-kun, here, please!"

"Don't worry, Matsumoto-kun, I'll die here with honor!" Hirotaka Yamada said loudly.

Matsumoto Hirokun set his eyes on "Rukawa Kaede": "Rukawa-kun, don't forget what I asked for. ”

"Yes, Your Excellency, it will." Meng Shaoyuan wiped his eyes.

If the soldier of the national army who killed this old thing by himself is anyone, he must be given a large sum of money.

This marksmanship is too accurate.

"Lake Biwa, blue moonlight shining on the surface of the lake......"

Matsumoto Hirokuni whispered a Kyoto folk tune, and finally, his voice stopped.

He's dead......

Lu Qinghong put away 1924: "Withdraw!" ”

Just now, I shot and killed a Japanese expatriate volunteer.

Fuck, so old and still coming to war?

Since the start of the war, he has cooperated with Tan Xinyi and killed a total of four Japanese.

It's a pity that the charge just now was knocked down again.

After the start of the battle, each squad acted alone.

Lu Qinghong and Tan Xinyi, who are themselves from the military, are like launching under conditions, and wherever they see the soldiers of the national army, they will go to join in the fun.

"I seem to have seen Director Meng just now." Tan Xinyi said suspiciously.

"Lord Belle, you can't be an observer with these eyes?" Lu Qinghong said sarcastically: "That's the position of the Japanese, where can Director Meng be?" Don't talk about it later, you can see your emperor. ”

"Fuck, Lu Qinghong, if you want to meet in the Qing Dynasty, I have to demote you to a pariah!"

All the Japanese on the position knew that after the next attack by the Chinese, the position was about to be lost.

They have been here for a day and a night.

In the case that the heavy squad was destroyed by the Chinese army's artillery fire at the beginning of the war, and there were no reinforcements, and the enemy had an absolute superiority in troops, it was a good result to be able to hold on until now.

Hirotaka Yamada still feels a little pity.

If you can give yourself some more troops, give yourself some more ammunition......

It's a pity.

"Ladies and gentlemen." Hirotaka Yamada put down his binoculars and concentrated all the remnants on the main position: "The Shina people are making a new build-up, and this will be our last battle here!" ”

"Your Excellency Squadron Leader, all of us have already done a good job of jade shattering consciousness!"

"Good!"

Hirotaka Yamada took off his hat and took out a strip of white cloth with a large red dot in the middle and tied it to his head.

This is called a "bowl roll".

It is a symbol used by the Japanese to embody struggle and victory.

When a samurai commits suicide by disembowelment, he must also bring a "bowl".

Those Japanese people actually carried "bowls" on their bodies.

They took it out, and they were all tied to their heads like Hirotaka Yamada.

"Rukawa-kun, this is left by His Excellency Matsumoto."

Hirotaka Yamada took a "bowl scroll" and handed it to Meng Shaoyuan: "Put it on, please work hard to inherit the legacy of His Excellency Matsumoto, even if you are really afraid, please try to show your bravery." ”

No way!

What kind of bird is this?

Meng Shaoyuan reluctantly put on the "bowl scroll".

It's really silly.

"Your Excellency Squadron Leader, the people of China have completed their preparations for attack!"

"Prepare for battle!"

At noon on August 14, the National Army launched another attack on the Japanese position at Hujiang University.

This time, the gunfire of resistance on the Japanese positions had weakened considerably......

Hirotaka Yamada pulled out a command knife with a blue ribbon.

Those soldiers are swarming up here in layers.

It's over.

The battle is coming to an end here.

Farewell, Marines!

Farewell, Empire!

Farewell, Your Majesty the Emperor!

All the remaining Japanese gathered around him.

Hirotaka Yamada pointed his command knife forward:

"Jade Shatter!"

"Jade Shatter!"

Every Japanese person is screaming like crazy......

At 12:30 p.m. on August 14, the officers and men of the Nationalist Army broke through to the Japanese position at Hujiang University.

The Japanese began the final madness.

The expatriate volunteers were almost wiped out, and the remaining Japanese soldiers, at the last moments, still showed their superb stabbing skills.

The soldiers of the national army are seriously inadequate in this regard.

Of course, these Chinese soldiers are obviously not ready to compete with their opponents on the battlefield to see who is the champion of the stabbing competition.

Able to use weapons to destroy the enemy, they will never be stupid enough to fight with each other with bayonets.

So, from time to time the sound of submachine gun fire was heard from the positions.

Hirotaka Yamada still fought to the end.

He hacked a Chinese soldier to death with a command knife, and then a bullet pierced his thigh.

As he was about to struggle to his feet and fight, a barrage of bullets hit him all over the body.

This is the highest-ranking officer killed by the Japanese army so far after the outbreak of the Battle of Songhu.

In the Battle of Hujiang University, 275 Japanese soldiers were killed, including the expatriate volunteers.

The Chinese side suffered about 330 casualties.

In the early days of the war, with absolute superiority in artillery fire, air support, and the attack on the improvised patchwork of Japanese marines and expatriates with the most elite German armourers of the Nationalist Army, the battle turned into a bitter battle, which no one, including the High Command, had anticipated.

The difficulty and cruelty of war have far exceeded imagination......

The gunfire finally stopped.

In the pile of corpses, a "corpse" moved.

Meng Shaoyuan quietly raised his head.

Finished fighting?

It's over!

Victory, victory!

Those who cheered were all loyal and brave soldiers of the national army!

Meng Shaoyuan was overjoyed and stood up desperately.

His right hand clenched into a fist, raised in the air, and shouted with all his might:

"Victory in ...... Yes! ”

Before the word "year" could be shouted, a rifle butt had already smashed on his head......

A whirlwind of news spread across the battlefield of Hujiang University.

I've caught a Japanese, and he's still quite young.

This guy, with a white cloth tied to his head, was found by the soldiers, and he also wanted to shout "Long live victory" in Chinese, and wanted to "break jade".

The soldiers' national hatred and family hatred were aroused, and I heard that the Japanese prisoner had suffered a lot.

When the military reporter of the "JoongAng Daily" heard that a Japanese prisoner had been captured, he immediately keenly grasped this excellent opportunity to tell the brutality of the Japanese from the mouth of this prisoner.

The reporter immediately found the captive with an interpreter.

"Excuse me, what's your name, and why are you participating in this unjust war?"

"Uh......h Woo......"

Oh, so the mouth is gagged.

The "bowl scroll" gagged the captive's mouth.

The "bowl roll" was taken out.

Meng Shaoyuan's tears were about to flow out.

What the fuck is reasonable?

I was knocked unconscious, and when I woke up, I found myself tied up with five flowers and my mouth gagged.

Every Chinese soldier who passes by his side kicks himself.

"I'm not Japanese!" Meng Shaoyuan, who was finally able to speak, wailed.

"Please don't insult my wisdom." The journalist asked the interpreter to tell the "captive": "You are on the Japanese position, wearing a Japanese ...... Bandana ......"

What the hell are you talking about? The captives were speaking Chinese, and the reporter was desperate to ask the interpreter to translate his Chinese into Japanese.

Don't say it, if you want to say that Young Master Meng reacted quickly, he immediately changed to Japanese: "Yes, my name is Matsumoto Guangbang, I am a shameful invader, and I have committed a heinous crime against Shanghai and the people of Chinese......"

Hey, how did this transition go so fast?

Meng Shaoyuan gushed endlessly, and said a lot of words of atonement and repentance.

With a gasp, he changed to Chinese again: "Is it enough?" ”

"Enough, enough."

The reporter replied casually in Chinese, smiling.

"Then don't fucking let go of Lao Tzu!" Meng Shaoyuan broke out: "The editor-in-chief of your 'Central Daily' in Shanghai is called Xia Muyuan, fuck, Lao Tzu even drank tea with him!" ”

The translator still looked puzzled: "Really? ”

"Someone's coming!" Meng Shaoyuan howled: "Let's talk to the top, I'm really Chinese!" ”

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Company Commander Hou said "I'm sorry" one after another: "Figure it out, figure it out, you are really our own person, I'm really sorry, I'm really sorry!" ”

Meng Shaoyuan was angry: "I'm so much like a Japanese? ”

"You have a diaper tied to your head, my men really misunderstood." The expression on Lian Chang Hou's face didn't know if he was really sorry or forced to hold back a smile there:

"I brought you the culprit."

A soldier, estimated to be only in his twenties, stood there timidly.

This is the person who knocked himself out?

As soon as Meng Shaoyuan thought of this, he felt that the back of his head was still hurting, and he couldn't help touching his head: "What's your name?" ”

"Report to the chief, Zhu Xiaogui!"

"You ......" Meng Shaoyuan's scolding words had already reached his mouth, and he actually swallowed it back: "Good fight!" ”

Isn't it a good fight?

When they saw the pile of corpses, a "Japanese" suddenly crawled out, and without stabbing you with a bayonet, they gave you a rifle butt, and you had to burn high incense when you went home.

"Thank you, sir!" Zhu Xiaogui hurriedly stood upright.

Meng Shaoyuan was really crying and laughing, he was beaten, and he had to praise the person who beat him, how can this be reasonable: "Use this strength in the battle below, and when you see the Japanese again, smash me with the butt of a gun and stab me with a bayonet!" ”

"Yes, sir!"

Meng Shaoyuan touched his pocket, took out a few banknotes, and stuffed them into Zhu Xiaogui's hand: "This is a reward for you." ”

Zhu Xiaogui was also stunned.

I beat a chief, not only is there no punishment, but there is also a bonus?

I knew that I would have beaten this commander with a few more rifle butts?

Meng Shaoyuan also ignored him, and said to Company Commander Hou: "Company Commander Hou, Hujiang University has suffered heavy losses, and many students have died, so let's help rescue it." ”

"Don't worry, leave it to us."

Meng Shaoyuan turned around and glanced at Hujiang University behind him.

There, there is the blood of the students, and the blood of the agents of the military command. And this is just the beginning, there will be more blood to stain this land in the future.