1.1 What year is it (Part I)

In Shanghai in February, the weather is still a little cool. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The subtropical monsoon climate makes the city's winters cold and rainy, with nights sometimes as low as three or four degrees Celsius. Therefore, most locals like to stay in the house, light a charcoal fire, and wrap themselves in thick cotton clothes to survive such a cold season.

At night, the lights from the thousands of buildings reflect the dreamlike dream of Shanghai, especially the international architecture complex on the Bund......

Greater Shanghai, this is the place that countless Chinese yearn for in this era.

I heard that there was gold everywhere!

Unfortunately, the advent of war changed all that......

The fighting in Songhu has been going on for almost a month, and the once bustling downtown of Shanghai is now devoid of people, and the gorgeous single-family houses in the suburbs are even more empty.

Miaohang, Jiangwan, Zhabei and the main battlefields are very seriously damaged! As far as the eye can see, there are broken walls and ruins everywhere, and huge craters caused by the explosion of Japanese large-caliber naval artillery shells can be seen everywhere!

The corpses of the civilians on the streets and the corpses of the soldiers who had not had time to bury them were piled together, and after being rotted by the sun, they emitted a disgusting stench in the air, and the black blood flowed all the way to the drainage ditch next to the street, where it merged into a flowing river of blood......

Armaments, firearms, and belongings were scattered all over the streets, mixed with corpses. A pile of white silver dollars was spread out in the middle of the street, the owner of the silver dollar was already a blur of flesh and blood, and the corpses near here seemed denser than in other places, and the nearest hands were holding a few silver dollars.

It's just that these hands have been cold for a long time......

Suddenly, several lost dogs ran down the street, and they still had pieces of meat in their mouths that they had found somewhere.

The mourning dog stood in the middle of the street and looked at the trenches on both sides from time to time, as if it didn't understand why so many humans were digging and burying themselves in it, and his owner probably didn't dig his own pit well, so the "boom" was gone!

"Smack", a gunshot rang out, and the bullet hit the bluestone ground not far from the bereaved dog, and sparks flew everywhere......

The lost dog was frightened, grabbed its tail and quickly fled. Because it was a desperate escape, a lost dog accidentally threw away the piece of meat in its mouth, and the fallen piece of meat rolled under a blown up telephone pole on the side of the street, dripping and turning, and finally slowly stopped, it was actually a human head! The facial features are already incomplete, and the ears and nose are gone......

It's a hellish scene!

Unfortunately, this is not a dream!

"Fuck, who shot the gun!?? ......”

The roaring voice came from Wang Shankui, the commander of the third company, a big man in Shandong, and the sound that usually roared could be heard for several miles, but now his voice sounded a little hoarse.

The smoke on the battlefield is a very throat-hurting thing, much better than a pack of inferior cigarettes with five coppers!

Company Commander Wang slowly poked out half of his head from the communication trench, glanced at the Japanese position opposite, and immediately shrank back. He spat viciously on the ground, and kept cursing and swearing:

"Where's the birdman! Recruit eggs! Blind shooting! If you attract the heavy artillery of the devils, everyone will be finished! It's a loser! Tell Lao Tzu to go on, all fucking close the insurance, and after a day, give Lao Tzu a rest. ”

"Yes! Captain! But the company commander ...... That shot just now seems to have been put by the devil on the other side....."

The one who spoke was Wang Shankui's herald Erbao, a native of Henan, who was only 17 years old this year, and Wang Shankui saw that he was young and clever, so he took him with him all the time.

"Holy shit, the little devil has a lot of bullets, and he actually has the leisure to take care of the affairs of the beasts! Two treasures! Tell the brothers that no one is allowed to take the lead, and that little Japan's marksmanship is not bad, and we will not touch this bad luck. ”

"Hey! Got it! Captain! Do you want to meet the staff officer from the brigade headquarters now? People have been waiting for you for a while, after all, they are chiefs, aren't they? ”

"Damn, I still have to serve this thing! Those people in the brigade must have kicked the donkey in the head, and they actually sent us a talented man at this juncture. I peed before I even hit! Is that still spitting up? ”

"Still spitting! Captain... You'd better hurry up and meet this officer, he still has the order from the brigade headquarters to us! ”

Wang Shankui glanced at the devil on the opposite side again, and felt that the opposite side would not charge again for a while, so Wang Shankui rubbed his hands that were a little stiff and said to Erbao:

"Then let's go, we'll meet this birdman!"

"Platoon Commander Zhang, be in charge of vigilance, it's going to be dark in a while, don't be touched by the little devil!"

On the night of January 28, 1932, the Japanese army brazenly launched an attack on our Zhabei garrison in Shanghai. The 78th Division of the 19th Route Army resisted on the spot, and the curtain of the Songhu Battle was opened......

At the beginning, due to the light advance of the Japanese army, the 19th Route Army won several beautiful battles, but with the large increase of troops in Songhu, the 19th Route Army began to become alone.

As a result, the Nanjing government ordered Zhang Zhizhong to lead the Fifth Army to join the Songhu battlefield.

Wang Shankui's 3rd Battalion belonged to the 87th Division of the Fifth Army.

The position guarded by the 3rd Battalion was located north of Jiangwan and south of Miaohang. This section of the defensive line was the responsibility of the Fifth Army, which was also the junction of the defensive circle of the Fifth Army and the Nineteenth Route Army.

The devil is bent on cutting the joint defense line of the 5th Army and the 19th Route Army, so the position of the 3rd Battalion is focused on, and the little devil is eager to plow the land here with bombs and shells!

These days, the steel that fell from the sky to the position of the 3rd battalion could have been calculated by tons, and as long as you pull it in the soil with your hands, you can pick up a few pieces of steel shrapnel!

However, under such artillery fire, the Chinese troops on this position miraculously survived as if they could never finish bombing, and they relied on some rudimentary light weapons to keep up here, so that the Japanese Ninth Division on the opposite side felt a good headache......

The downtown area of Shanghai was right in front of the Japanese army, and it was close at hand. But this last step can't be crossed!

Since the start of the Songhu War, the number of troops invested by the imperial army in Shanghai has increased again and again, and the commander of the army has also changed again and again, but the war situation has not improved!

Lying in these simple and dilapidated trenches on the opposite side were still the Chinese army that easily surrendered the three northeastern provinces to the imperial army in 31 years?

After only a year, what exactly turned these people from a herd of sheep into a herd of tigers?

The generals of the Japanese military department thought about it......

Wang Shankui took the herald Erbao over a few tattered skirmishers that had been blown up by the devils a long time ago, and met the official in Erbao's mouth under a few broken walls not far from the forward position.

With a white face and a slightly chubby body, the officer from the brigade headquarters was lying in front of a pile of vomit, and the yellow tweed officer uniform on his body was messy. The whole person was very embarrassed......

The two bars and two stars on his left collar badge indicate that this spitting dusk guy is a lieutenant colonel.

Next to Lieutenant Colonel Vomit stood a few stunned guards, all of whom had unsightly faces, as if they couldn't look at their own commander's scum.