On September 1, 1940, the two sides finally ended their months-long battle and retreated from the front line.

In fact, the war girls on the ground have long felt that the gods are tacitly following formalism, but no one has expressed this feeling. By the 1st of September, the physical strength of the two sides finally reached the point where it was difficult to maintain a standoff in the air, and the maintenance of the magic armor began to be unable to keep up, so the two sides fired green flares at each other on the battlefield, which showed that the two sides had reached an agreement on retreat.

On September 2, Lin Youde delivered a speech entitled "Peaceful Coexistence and Common Prosperity", posing as a gesture of striving for peace, but on the same day, Iron and Steel Ji said that "unless Ukraine is returned, we will never make peace", and Lin Youde responded with "Ukrainian independence is the will of the Ukrainians", and also said, "We have not occupied Ukraine, so whether to return to Russia, should not talk to us, you should go to the Ukrainians."

As originally expected, an armistice was impossible, and the world war would continue.

However, Lin Youde's gesture earned a lot of impression points from the United States, which has not yet officially declared war on Germany, after all, in this time and space, Russia is the one who started the war, Russia took the initiative to attack Poland, and the German army only intervened at the request of the Polish government to help defend Poland, which has an innate moral advantage. Moral superiority is not a fart if you lose, but the problem is that the Germans pushed the Russians back, so moral superiority began to work.

At this moment, not only those newspapers related to Lin Youde in the United States are praising Lin Youde's peaceful actions and criticizing Iron Ji as a war maniac, but even those newspapers that are usually more neutral have begun to praise Lin Youde's actions. Corresponding to public opinion, members of the Parliament, who had various business dealings with Vale, began to campaign to try to prohibit Charlotte from continuing to provide military assistance to the war maniac Iron Queen.

However, this effort was quickly failed, because the arms companies were making a lot of money from Russian orders, and it was impossible to sit idly by and watch such a bill pass, and the American banking system now lent a lot of money to sell weapons and supplies to Iron Ji, and Iron Ji fell, what if the new regime that came to power turned around and denied these accounts? Therefore, the U.S. banking system, through its own congressmen, also tried to secure military aid to Russia.

In short, in this round of battles in the United States, Lin Youde's side lost - but Lin Youde himself didn't have hope, just thinking that if he could cut off military aid, then Iron Ji's life would be difficult.

But it's nice to be able to add a little mess to Charlotte.

The domestic isolationism of the United States here is not as strong as that of the other side, on the contrary, because of the successful occupation of Yingzhou and the acquisition of the god concubine from Yingzhou, the enthusiasm of the Americans for conquering cities and territories abroad is higher than that of another time and space. It's just that the casualties of the U.S. military in China are much higher than in previous wars, making more and more Americans wary of getting involved in a major war in Europe. At this time, Lin Youde's gesture strengthened the idea of this part of the Americans, and it became more difficult for Charlotte to start a full-scale war.

Lin Youde estimates that Charlotte will still fully participate in the end, but it can be postponed a little.

On the Chinese battlefield, the U.S. military is still blocked around Shanghai, but with the continuous deployment of U.S. heavy artillery in place and the shelling of the naval fleet, the casualties of the Chinese army have skyrocketed.

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On the periphery of Suzhou, on the shore of Yangcheng Lake, the Shanghai-Nanjing Line Railway leads to Shanghai from here, and the railway is sandwiched between Loujiang River and Yangcheng Lake, and Weiting Town, located on the bank of the Loujiang River, has become the key point between Suzhou and Kunshan.

The water network around Suzhou is dense, and most of the high-tonnage bridges on the rivers have been blown up by the revolutionary army, and the US army can only attack Suzhou if it has mastered the Shanghai-Nanjing line. As a result, Weiting Town, like all towns on the Shanghai-Nanjing Line, became the focus of contention between the Revolutionary Army and the American Army.

The two sides have been fighting fiercely near Weiting for more than ten days, and the corpses are almost filling the land between Yangcheng Lake and Loujiang River.

On September 3, the U.S. military carried out an hour-long artillery bombardment of Weiting Town, and the intensive artillery fire destroyed almost all the houses in the town, and the good Jiangnan water town completely turned into a collection of craters.

Chinese troops await the attack of American troops in the ruins.

The roar of the engine beat the ears of the defenders.

"Damn, the Iron King is here!" The commander of the position carrying the barge gun scolded Niang Xipi three times in a row, and then shouted at the battle anti-aircraft artillery position at the top of his voice, "How many shells are left?" ”

"Four shots!"

The commander took a sip and waved his big hand: "The death squad prepares." ”

Soon a small group of lightly wounded men came to the front trench with explosives bags.

At this time, the Chinese army was in short supply of medicines, so it became the norm for the lightly wounded to spontaneously form death squads to perform dangerous tasks on the front line: if they died, they could save medicine to rescue those seriously injured comrades-in-arms, and if they did not die, they had shown courage and loyalty to the country, and could use precious medicines with peace of mind.

The tanks of the American army appeared in view, and everyone held their breath.

"Fight again when you get closer, and strive for four shells to eliminate the two kings." The commander came to the gun emplacement, whispered to the gunner.

"Look, I can knock out four." The gunner wore a military hat and said confidently, "I have figured out the weaknesses of these Wang Ba, and I also know the temper of the sights of this cannon. ”

"It's quite talkative, don't talk nonsense and blow it again." Saying that, the commander turned around and ran along the trench, "It's all for me, don't shake your hands, don't be afraid." We all know what the turtle son is, we are the advantage in white-knuckle combat, let's kill one by one, and kill a pair of two! ”

At this time, someone asked: "Battalion Commander Li, where are you from, why do you smell sticky everywhere when you say this?" ”

"Where am I? I'm Chinese! I tell you that Lao Tzu almost got on the ship to the Persian Gulf, and when the time comes, I will have to mix in with the foreign accent. Okay, shut up for me, the turtle son is coming. When he finished speaking, Camp Commander Li happened to pass by the living treasure who was speaking, and he patted the young man's head and muttered "melon baby".

"Battalion commander, you don't look like this, I fought with the Sichuan army, people don't say that."

"Shut up, you mallet." The battalion commander kicked the poor man and continued along the trench, and after a moment he turned around and returned to the side of the battle gun.

"I'm sure of this distance, battalion commander." said the gunner.

The battalion commander waved his hand: "Bring it closer, if the Yankees are damaged, they will lie on the ground and shoot, a little bit forward, it's very troublesome, we have to put them at a distance where we can rush up to the white-knuckle battle." ”

"It's strange, I can't see the yellow race this time, it's a big white skin." The deputy battalion commander also drilled over and whispered.

"It's explained that the main force is on," the battalion commander licked his tongue, "I heard what Staff Officer Liu of the regimental headquarters said, what is the name of the Wisconsin Cluster, the famous name made by the Americans when they fought with Mexico." Do you see the big eagle on the flag, saying that there is a man in their regiment, and with the help of the eagle, one person beat a battalion of Mexicans. ”

"So?"

"The battalion commander is one hundred and fifty meters! If you don't fire again, the Yankees are going to see us. ”

The gun emplacements of the anti-aircraft guns were very well camouflaged, but they still couldn't help but look closely.

"Okay, fire!"

With the battalion commander's order, the gunner immediately pulled the gun rope, and the battle defense gun roared angrily, firing shells directly on the muzzle of the hull machine gun of the American tank.

The tank immediately began to slow down, rushed forward several meters under the effect of pure inertia, and then stopped, and the American armored soldiers got out from under the vehicle, but did not run away, but relied on the wreckage of the tank and opened fire on the positions of the Chinese troops.

At the same time as the artillery fired, all kinds of light and heavy weapons on the position opened fire at the same time, but then the American combat vehicles also returned fire with ferocious machine-gun fire, and the fire net intertwined with tracer bullets covered the entire position.

"Fire!" While the battalion commander shouted, the loader finished reloading, and the gunner began to turn the gun.

At this time, the artillery fire of the American tank also came, but the Americans did not seem to have found the exact location of the well-concealed anti-aircraft guns, and the shells basically fell within several meters of the gun position.

The gunner opened fire again, and this time the American tank that was shot directly burst into flames, and high flames erupted from the turret.

"Good! Next! ”

The gunner continued to turn the gun, and at this time an American tank stopped, and the barrel on the turret was facing the gun position, apparently the Americans finally saw the exact position of the gun.

As soon as the battalion commander noticed the stopped tank, the Americans opened fire.

The cannon hit the sandbags in front of the gun emplacement, and the camouflage and sandbags were blasted into the sky, and a large amount of sand fell on the people in the gun emplacement, mixed with fist-sized dirt blocks.

The gunner opened fire in this situation, and the American tank, which was the target, did not seem to react at all, still moving forward.

"Flying? How can it be! The gunner said in an unwilling tone, "Come again!" Load! ”

But no one responded to him.

The battalion commander rushed into the gun position, pulled out the last shell, stuffed it into the open chamber, and then patted the gunner on the shoulder.

"Damn, I have to ...... this time"

At this time, the stopped American tank opened fire again.

The battalion commander felt a light sensation of air, and then lost consciousness.

After a few moments, consciousness returned to his body, and he struggled to his feet, realizing that the American tanks had driven to the front of the position and were crossing the first line of trenches.

He saw a wounded soldier rushing under the chariot with a bag of explosives with a fuse pulled.

He saw a soldier brandishing a knife rushing towards the U.S. troops, only to be brought down by a machine gun.

Immediately afterward, he noticed that not far behind him, an American combat vehicle was rumbling over the trench.

He lowered his head to find his weapon, only to see the wooden-handled grenades trapped together. He picked up the pimple that had been bundled with an unknown number of grenades and pulled the twisted leads.

He roared and threw the smoking object at the American tank.

The blast wave of the explosion pushed him backwards, causing him to fall into the trench again. However, this allowed him to catch a rifle with a bayonet on it. He pulled the bolt of the gun and found that there were still bullets inside, so he opened fire and took down an American soldier.

Pulling the bolt, brass-colored cartridge casings flew out, and the crisp sound of the bolt operation hit his ears.

Fire was fired again, and another American soldier collapsed clutching his chest.

When he pulled the bolt again, he didn't feel the real feeling of the bullet being pushed into the chamber of the gun, so he directly picked up the bayonet and rushed towards the American soldiers.

His shout, echoing through the position, even drowned out the roar of the chariot engine.