At two o'clock, the right wing of Huade Road was abandoned. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the inconspicuous place on the third floor, the five people were half-lying and half-leaning, their eyes searching for something, waiting with indifference, doubt and expectation.

After a while, Yan Liang and the others looked at each other, doubts filled their cheeks, and they turned their heads to find that Du Juan still had an earnest look, and the words that wanted to stop him were swallowed immediately.

At this time, the moonlight is like water gently blowing the earth, the cool breeze blows, the scorched smoke is bloody and pungent, the throat is itchy and unbearable, and the lungs are depressed and painful, just like the earth trembling under the fire of artillery, and the wound is not lost burning.

"Boom!" The sound was endless, tearing through the smoke barrier, the scorching flames burst and burned, and the pillars of fire stretched out a large part of the night, making people palpitate and sleepless.

"Juanzi, everyone has a responsibility..." Yan Liang finally couldn't resist the dissuasion, and before he finished speaking, the fire was shining in the distance on the other side, and there was a faint sound of continuous explosions.

Everyone stared into the distance, their puzzled faces were shocked, but Du Juan's eyes were bright, and she shouted softly: "It's him, it must be, don't...", the surprise was explained, but the sound was dim and sour, revealing a heart-wrenching trill.

Yan Liang and the others felt something, and they didn't know how to comfort the orphans of their comrades, so they brushed and looked at the flickering distance, which was the area occupied by small Japan, and gradually sprouted faith in their hearts.

At this time, the general headquarters of the Kuomintang Army was in a hurry, and artillery reconnaissance was not unusual, but an explosion occurred in the rear of the Japanese, which could be clearly seen by the naked eye several miles away, and the lookout post was alarmed in less than 10 seconds.

"What's going on, where did the serial explosions happen, and little Japan launched a night attack?" Zhang Zhizhong took the case, and an invisible murderous aura spread, which made the staff committee look sideways.

At this time, a soldier sent a report from the lookout post, and the situation became clear at a glance, and there was a shootout inside Little Japan.

"General, the telegram has detected that our army has not taken action, and the frequency of Japanese radio waves has suddenly increased dramatically!" The staff officer reviews the information and reports it to the public.

Zhang Zhizhong raised his eyebrows, and his eyes were full of surprise: "Check, hurry up and decipher, there must be a big incident, hurry!" ”

Immediately the tick-tock sounded, and everyone knew that the battlefield was changing rapidly, and having information to be one step ahead of others was victory. With the concerted efforts of all the people, the initial results were soon obtained.

"The Japanese have frequent radio waves, and they can't be completely deciphered for a while, but almost every paragraph mentions a name, Taro Yoshino, as if he has died, and further information is being verified!" The intelligence officer made an urgent report, and was terrified in the face of the angry instructor.

"Stupid, a bunch of rice buckets, the party * the state has raised you waste, the main development, who did it?" Zhang Zhizhong was in flames, and he was happy to die a big Zuo, but his eyes were still black.

"General, if you organize troops to launch a counteroffensive at this time, you will definitely be able to catch Little Japan off guard, and you can't take care of each other, it's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!" Staff Officer's Advice. Another staff officer immediately objected: "No, little Japan is scheming, and if the information is unclear, beware of deception, the consequences are unpredictable!" ”

Zhang Zhizhong frowned, and was very troubled by the two-faced staff group, and after a slight pause, he said: "Check, use all means to come up with detailed results as soon as possible." ”

The battlefield roared, the moonlit night was sleepless, a small-scale explosion stirred the hearts of countless people, and the starting place still roared like thunder, and the two sides launched a fierce confrontation.

"Dada!" Light and heavy machine guns roared in unison, tongues of fire swept through the cold night, and bullets were like deadly rays, intertwined like nets, dense and dense enveloping the top floor.

The sound of banging and exploding was endless, sparks were flying from the top fence, brick walls were peeling off layer by layer, and sand was splashing.

Yang Guan couldn't raise his head, but he didn't stop sending melons to Little Japan, lying on his side behind the concrete low pillar, pulling out the pull ring and knocking his hand lightly, swishing and melons arcing through the night, and bursting above the heads of the Japanese soldiers.

"Ah, flax!" Scattered shrapnel shot in all directions, and the power was only stronger than the ground explosion. Yang Guan inadvertently discovered the results, so he pinched the time to throw them one by one, in order to achieve greater results.

The Japanese soldiers were panicked at first, but did not flee, and quickly crawled and moved, looking for weapons to counterattack. Because he was summoned by Yoshino to commit atrocities, the weapon was placed on the right side, so it is now a key area of care for Yangguan.

Yang Guan did not show his head, and little Japan had no choice but to suppress it like a rain of light and heavy machine guns, so that he could not move his position, and the grenadiers were being mobilized.

"Kill, give!" The commander whistled with his sword, hideous and gloomy, and two shells flew to the roof of the building, exploding in the eyes of the Japanese soldiers with hatred and revenge, and flesh and blood were splashed everywhere, and cheers rang out.

However, two melons fell from the sky and fell directly into the grenadiers and shells 100 meters away, which frightened the Japanese soldiers, and they tried to escape but could not move, and were immediately sent to the sky to see Amaterasu.

The whole three boxes of shells were detonated, and the mushroom smoke column rose into the sky, which was clearly visible several miles away, shaking the hearts of countless people, and the air waves spread to more than ten meters, and the Japanese soldiers in it were martyred, and none of them were spared.

"Eight grids, mortar attack, blow up..."Staff Officer Nakasa's heart-rending howl, his eyes were red, and he couldn't figure out how the lying man threw a grenade at a distance of 100 meters, and the god protected his body?

The Japanese army was still in place, and under the strict command, they quickly controlled all the commanding heights, and basically trapped Yangguan, the light and heavy machine guns blocked all the retreat routes, and the 38 big cover waited for the opportunity to snipe.

"Boom, boom!" The mortar strikes from a distance, not accurate but powerful, the roof of the building has been blown through several large holes, and the flow of people on the floor has long since fled and disappeared.

"Little Red Guy, don't let me live, Lao Tzu wants to live well!" Yang Guan threw out the melon again, and he was very glad in his heart that he had used three sandbags to form a protective circle with the corpse before, so that he would not die.

His whimsical actions saved his life, otherwise he would have died several times, but what now? The whole building is surrounded, and there are no less than a thousand people underneath, how can they escape? Death, he didn't think that on the way to throw out more than 30 melons, his heart was almost angry.

"Boom!" Mortars came again, holes were added to the rooftops, and shrapnel stones were fired, poofing into the sandbag corpses. Yang Guan didn't suffer any damage, but he was limited to this, and couldn't move: "The lamb rioted, and the wolf lamb deserved it, why bother!" ”

He kept thinking and nagging, but he couldn't find a way out of the predicament, and the little Japan was scattered and hidden, and the grenade didn't work, so he simply stopped the attack, took out the pure gold flute brought back by the purple spirit dog and played it.

"Shepherd the wolf, hate the sky, wield a butcher's knife, slaughter the Japanese in the present day, struggle to throw, melon feast and sway, comfort compatriots ......"

The melodious and passionate flute sound floated, and the sound of Jin Ge was like the shackles of the soul of life, resounding through the gradually deserted battlefield, like a sharp knife piercing the heart of every Japanese criminal.

At the same time, the national * army on the positions of Huade Road, Hongkou and Qiujiang Road quietly moved, and when Zhang Zhizhong heard the martyrdom, he quickly unfolded, and decisively issued the order for an all-out attack.

Taro Yoshino was arrogant, and Matsui Ishone's admonition made him mad and brutal, and he carried out inhumane training of dead soldiers, and began the next day's counteroffensive rhapsody, except for a small number of garrisons, almost all of them were concentrated.

Suddenly, a full-scale battle broke out, columns of artillery smoke flickered, surging gunpowder smoke swept through the sky, deadly shrapnel flowstones swirled and shuttled, and countless sands and dust rolled up into the night sky with blood.

Life walks in the fireworks, it seems so fragile and indestructible, and the resolute backbones brave the artillery fire to stand up, fight for China, and expel foreign humiliation.

"Eight Geya Road, the people of the branch are cunning and cunning, conspiracy, all the people are quick to support, and the guard squadron encircles and suppresses the remnants of the enemy, hurry!" The staff officer did not dare to slack off, thinking that Yangguan was a conspiracy to contain it, and the front-line soldiers were bleeding, and it was a capital crime to lose heavy losses and lose the defensive line.

"Hey, Lao Tzu's Yaxing was disturbed, but I like it, and finally let me see a glimmer of hope!" Yangguan received the pure gold shepherd's flute, and his deep eyes patrolled, full of desolation, black, and the corridor had been blown up.

"Suppress the commanding heights with firepower, a small team will go up to search, quickly!" The civil strife must be resolved as soon as possible, otherwise it will be unfavorable to the war situation, so he will not hesitate to die to carry out a search.

"Da-da, da-da!" The light and heavy machine guns at the commanding heights are red, tongues of fire are spewing, a new round of round-up is launched, and Yangguan is in danger.