"Oh my God, oh my God, the little devil is coming, the little devil is coming into the city......"

This is Teng County, Shandong, and the time is 2 p.m. on March 17, 1938.

"Boom ......"

Heavy artillery rang out, and from time to time planes dived in the sky to drop bombs.

"Quack Quack ......"

The crisp sound of Czech machine guns sounded, which was the only fire support of the Sichuan army. That is, to suppress the charge of the enemy troops and to deal with the enemy planes in the air, and now there is no attack from the enemy infantry, but it is the only time to send people to carry the wounded brothers down.

"Son, hurry up and carry the single frame......"

The old soldier with a gray face pulled a thick Sichuan accent, urging the child in front of him.

Yes, in the eyes of the relatively tall Shandong people, the baby in front of him is indeed a child. He was only as tall as the Shandong people who came to carry the wounded on their shoulders. He was wearing a yellow military uniform that was already full of flaws.

What makes them even more pitiful is that as soldiers, they can't even wear a good pair of shoes.

The Tengxian man who came to carry the single frame pulled the child's shoulder, and his hands trembled nervously.

The Japanese fighters in the sky still kept diving down, and the large shells were constantly raising bursts of black smoke up and down the city wall, how could he, a common man, not be afraid! However, this was the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, a war between countries and a battle when the Chinese nation was in peril. Despite their fears, the people of Teng County still provided considerable help to the army.

The young child shook his shoulder, looking at the old man in front of him with stubbornness in his eyes. Yes, almost the whole company is dead here, should I run for my life alone?

"If you want to die with someone else, it's really unacceptable! Son, are you obedient, obedient......"

The voice in the veteran's mouth changed from anger at first to pleading and persuasion.

"Lift the wounded quickly, or I'll ram you to death!"

The Shandong people who squatted down in the explosion on the side also scolded in dialect, this hellish city, the shorter the stay, the better. Otherwise, none of the old and young in front of him and the wounded soldiers on the stretcher would have survived. This urge stimulated the old Sichuan soldier again, he scolded the small Sichuan soldier in front of him in a Sichuan tone, and even moved his feet, wanting to kick him with his feet in straw sandals.

"Dog thief baby, get out, you get out of the old man's ......!"

"Then I'll get old, you ......"

Xiao Chuanbing knelt in front of Lao Chuanbing and kowtowed a few times.

It was these heads, and the Shandong villagers on the side also wiped their tears.

"Get out, get out of here!"

"Uh......h Boom ......"

The bombs dropped by the enemy planes that rushed down with a long voice exploded nearby, and the dust was raised and everything was covered, and the voice of the old Sichuan soldiers was heard from the dust.

"Li Bao'er, you go back and go to my house to tell my mother-in-law, I'...... I'll go back to see her when I have time! ”

"Let's go, let's go......!"

The Shandong fellow who was carrying the wounded was still pulling the clothes on the shoulders of the Xiaochuan soldier with one hand.

It was about 2 o'clock in the afternoon of March 17, 1938, and the Japanese army bombarded the streets under the southern city wall with heavy artillery, and at the same time more than 20 enemy planes bombed Nanguan.

In the field outside the city, there are tanks of the Japanese army.

At the top of the city were a wall of Sichuan soldiers with inferior weapons in their hands, and in the smoke and dust kicked up by the collapsed wall by artillery fire, they collided with the influx of Japanese soldiers. It is as if two rapids that do not give in to each other have formed a life-devouring vortex at this moment.

It can be said that this is the most fierce and unfair confrontation.

According to historical records, the weapons and equipment of the various armies at that time were extremely inferior and simple, and eight-tenths of all rifles were made in Sichuan, and two-tenths were made in Hanyang. As for the light and heavy machine guns, their number is extremely small, with more than 10 units per division, and only a few at the least. In terms of artillery, each division did not have a single mountain or field artillery except for a few mortars. In terms of equipment, each person only has two sets of coarse cloth single clothes (shorts), a pair of leggings, a narrow and short single quilt, a small bamboo mat, two pairs of straw sandals, and a hat. The place he went to was near the Yellow River with a cold climate, and the weapons were really unbearable to kill the enemy, and the clothes were difficult to keep out the cold.

In such a desperate contrast, the defenders who fought valiantly were soon killed and wounded, and it turned out that human courage could not compete with the weapons of scientific occurrence. Those who emphasize courage but not equipment are stupid and irresponsible to the country and the nation. Especially for the life of fellow citizens, something extremely vicious and selfish with complete indifference.

Soon after, the Japanese army, which had the advantage of firepower, captured the southern wall. At this time, the Japanese army in the east concentrated its forces to storm Dongguan, and the enemy infantry broke through to Dongguan under the cover of tanks.

What this tragic courage can prove is the short-sightedness of Chinese politicians and high-ranking generals at this time.

Another proof is that when China suffers a catastrophe, there will be heroes born from teenagers, and heroes will rise from the winding alleys.

The question we have to ask, however, is, what if this courage was applied to military equipment that was superior to that of the Japanese army?

So will China still have to add 35 million lives to the war of resistance against Japan?

Courage is certainly the icing on the cake, but a primitive tribe with courage alone will certainly not be able to resist the attack of a nuclear civilization. This gap is nothing more than a difference between five or five steps and a hundred steps from the unfair military confrontation mentioned above.

After recognizing this fact, let's talk about whether the "weapon-only theory" is right or not, and whether it is a scientific attitude or not.

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Wang Mingzhang, the bell of the word, Han nationality, is a native of Taixingchang, the new capital of Sichuan Province.

At this moment, above the square face, in the ring eyes under the thick eyebrows, it was already bloody.

"Tell them that the various units in the city are fighting in the streets of the enemy."

Watching the herald run out of the room, he shouted with his neck straight.

"Guard platoon!"

Before the guard platoon arrived, the staff officer of the major, Xie Datang, came to him.

"Master, the telegram has been sent!"

This is the division commander Wang Mingzhang saw that there was no hope for reinforcements, and then sent a telegram to his superior, Sun Zhen, acting commander of the 22nd Group Army and commander of the 41st Army, with eight characters in content.

- "Determined to fight to the death to repay the country." ”

Turning his face, he looked at the headquarters that had been almost flattened by artillery fire. There were wounded soldiers with nowhere to retreat, broken walls everywhere, and his eyes were moist.

These are all his soldiers, but now he can't take any of them away. Even if you are yourself, you may have no hope of breaking through after fighting.

"Division, the defenders on the West Pass are still fighting to the death waiting for reinforcements, maybe there ......"

This is his adjutant Luo Jiaxin, and the Xiguan he mentioned can be regarded as a vague glimmer of hope. Wang Mingzhang took another look at the wounded soldiers in the courtyard who screamed from time to time amid the rumbling cannons, and sighed deeply. He understood that the loss of Teng County was a foregone conclusion. If he is lucky enough to control Xiguan, then the rest of the people who are still fighting in the city may still have the possibility of leaving.

"Okay, let's go to Xiguan!"

At this moment, the staff officer who had just sent the telegram hurriedly came to report.

"Sir, Xiguan is lost!"

This news made Wang Mingzhang feel nervous, and he knew that it was the last chance. If you go out from there, you can also go to the railway station to command, and the 372nd Brigade of the 124th Division, which is deployed there, will continue to fight the enemy. And if the west head can be kept, then reinforcements from outside can also enter the city.

Of course, if reinforcements arrive.

"Report, the guard platoon is here!"

Wang Mingzhang nodded, answered the staff officer's report, and then straightened his military uniform and came to the door.

Outside the door stood a neat line of soldiers, all of whom had their sleeves rolled up above their elbows, and their faces were full of murder, even though it was very cold here.

This is his personal guard platoon. It was also hand-picked by him, the elite of the elite. Compared with other malnourished and ineffective soldiers, this platoon in front of him can play a big role, and he has been reluctant to send out the last force to fight the devils.

"I order, take back Xiguan! I, we, all of us who are still alive and moving, we want to retake Xiguan. It was the only way out, whether it was to fight the little devils in the city or to let the living brothers break out, that was the only way. Now, listen to my orders and retake Xiguan! ”

Hearing his order, all the moving people in the command had their weapons ready. Even some of the wounded, who could not move, gave their last ammunition as gifts to those who were still able to leave, and perhaps have a chance to escape alive, and one day avenge them.

As for themselves, the immobile wounded understood that it was now the last moment.

Because of the inferior weapons and the lack of supplies, the Sichuan army and the Japanese army fought a huge number of casualties in almost every battle. Even because of the lack of wartime ambulance teams, almost all of the wounded were left on the battlefield, except for those who could move.

The war was brutal, but these tragic results with obvious elements of ignorance still proved that the so-called leaders and generals at that time were nothing more than stupid B-type characters who were on their toes and the corners of the sea in front of them. There is no one who understands the foundation of a strong country, and they are all fools who fight endlessly for selfish interests!

"Charge ......"

The stick boys of the guard platoon rushed up at the bullets from the tower of Xiguan Castle, but almost as soon as their charge began, a near-endless barrage of bullets was dropped from the various walls of the occupied city. One by one, young lives died in the fireworks formed by this bullet firestream.

"Little devil, my day. Your ancestors ......! ”

Wang Mingzhang, who was commanding the battle, got up in a rage, but a rain of bullets swept over the city wall.

Die!

At the same time, there were more than 10 people who were killed by the bullet, including Chief of Staff Zhao Weibin, Chief of Staff of the 124th Division Zou Shaomeng, and Staff Officer Xie Datang of the 122nd Division.

In the Chinese army in the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, there was one Sichuan person in every five or six people, so there is a saying that "no Sichuan can not be an army".

There were more than 3.5 million anti-Japanese Sichuan troops in Sichuan, with more than 640,000 casualties (263991 killed, 356267 wounded, and 26,025 missing); The Sichuan army ranks first in the country in terms of the number of people participating in the war and the tragic sacrifices, accounting for one-fifth of the total number of anti-Japanese troops in the country!

The inferior equipment of the Sichuan army is really a man-made tragedy.

In addition, the salary and treatment of the Sichuan army are only half of that of the "Central Army".

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Brave!