At that moment, the sky and the earth changed color, and the strong soldiers carried the rafts and canoes, and roared and ran into the Baran River, the canoes and rafts smashed on the water, and the white waves were rising, and the soldiers who crossed the raft crowded on the rafts and began to row desperately with sapper shovels as oars. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The whole west bank of the Balan River was like a boiling pot, and the Chinese soldiers jumped into the waist-deep shallows like dumplings, and then climbed onto rafts and bravely marched forward.

The two-kilometre-long stretch of the river was filled with white waves stirred by people and wooden boats, and the heavy rain that kept falling from the sky caused white smoke to rise from the entire surface of the river.

"Charge...... Charge...... Officers in front...... The death squad is behind...... Break through the enemy line and kill the enemy chief!"

"If it's raining well, the enemy's artillery won't work, rush over and slash people!"

The 20,000 vanguard troops rushed forward in the wind and rain, and the indigenous soldiers on the opposite side were in an uproar: "Chinese attacked, they really attacked, they actually attacked in such weather......?

Rumble...... Boom...... The monotonous and dull sound of cannons sounded, and the middle of the river exploded into a white wave, but it was a pity that it was difficult for the indigenous monkeys to master such a high-tech weapon as artillery.

"Accelerate, accelerate...... The enemy's artillery can't fire a few shots in this heavy rain!" Fang Dong shouted to encourage the soldiers, but at this moment their first wave of attack echelons had reached the central channel of the Balan River, and the river was extremely turbulent at this moment, and all kinds of debris were floating on the surface of the river.

Suddenly, a black shadow flashed in the white waves, and a huge tree that had rushed down from the primeval forest hit his raft directly, and the raft shattered, and more than a dozen soldiers all fell into the water.

Fortunately, there are no young men in Nanyang who can't know water, plus they have animal blowing bladders tied around their waists, as well as various sealed glass bottles, which provide some buoyancy, which allows them to swim across the river and save a little effort.

"Don't be afraid, swim across the river...... It's so watery to rush with me, raise the rifle and don't fucking soak in the water!"

As he was talking, suddenly in front of the building, a strange whirlpool suddenly rolled up in the water, and then a piece of bitter bark rushed out of the water, and one of the soldiers who hit the head was suddenly dragged into the water by something, and then a whip was struck on the waist of the building.

"Ah......h

The moment he was underwater, he could see clearly that it was a swamp crocodile that had attacked them, and the beast was biting his brother's waist and was circling in the water.

Only the old hunter knows how the crocodile hunts, these terrifying aquatic beasts are usually lazy and immobile, but when they attack, they are extremely fast.

After biting their prey, these beasts will drag them into the water and quickly twist their bodies, which rely on the rotational tearing force to tear off the bitten flesh and cause the rapid death of the prey.

Fang Dong was pulled to the waist by the turning crocodile tail, and the strength was so great that it was almost painful to the bone marrow! He covered his waist and stared at the eyes and sank, and all the light and shadow under the water became confused.

The gloomy sky obscured most of the sunlight, only the misty brightness shone two or three meters underwater, and the rest was darkness, endless darkness.

The brothers who fell into the water slowly sank down, and the bubbles squeezed out of their mouths during the struggle, and floated upwards in strings...... Floating logs knocked over canoes and rafts, green vines entangled the legs and feet of countless soldiers, and he even saw poisonous snakes swimming among the vines.

"This primordial old forest is really terrifying...... It's really not a place for humans in the civilized world...... This is a wild place that will take a lifetime of hard work to transform......"

Consciousness gradually dissipated, and Fang Dong even appeared in a near-death state, when suddenly a strong force suddenly rose from his back, dragging him out of the water with a thud, and then an iron fist smashed into his appetite.

Wow, I spit out all the river water after drinking it, and the smell of earth was in my nose.

"The battle is not over yet, you have to continue fighting!" It was Wu Haoran, a student of the same period, who yelled at him, only to see him take off the empty wine bottle on his waist and stuff it into his arms, and then raise his arms in the water.

"Brothers, we are here for victory! We are not afraid of the 100,000 indigenous coalition troops in front of us, we are afraid that these short-legged brutes will not succeed, and we will fight and kill all the crocodiles that dare to stand in the way......"

"Kill ......," the thousands of soldiers on the water roared, pulling out their short knives and daggers at their waists and rushing towards the bloodthirsty beasts.

The hearts of the people are all moving together, and the beasts are beasts, and they only fight by instinct, and they don't understand the morale in the human world! Tens of thousands of murderous people are pervasive, making these sensitive beasts feel danger and a sense of fear that they cannot overcome.

The crocodiles, which were about to attack, suddenly turned around and fled in fright, and a few unlucky beasts who were full of running were caught by the strong soldiers, and the short knives and daggers stabbed in the weak abdomen, and the blood instantly stained the Balan River.

The native monkeys of the East Coast were already stupid, and the soldiers who were dancing with their bare butts fell on their feet with a clatter.

And more natives have lost the ability to speak, what a terrifying scene, the overlord crocodile in the swamp even the bravest warriors of the tribe dare not offend, but today these Chinese are crazy to attack these crocodile gods.

"Look...... The crocodiles are on the run! they're on the run......."

"Crazy, these Chinese dogs are crazy! They are slaughtering the god of freshwater......"

The aura of terror permeated the coalition forces, and these superstitious savages trembled one by one, not daring to look directly at these attacking Chinese warriors.

Fang Dong was also relieved at this moment, although the pain in his waist was severe but not a fatal injury, he swam forward with a dagger in his mouth, and gave the murderous crocodile a knife, the sharp dagger pierced the eyeball directly into the brain, and the overlord in the water suddenly turned into a corpse.

"Attack, brothers...... The enemy is in front of you, rush over ......"

At this moment, the vanguard troops were only more than 200 meters away from the east bank of the Balan River, and the soldiers who fell into the water still cared about the distance of more than 200 meters, they roared forward and tread the water, and the river was full of jumping figures.

Far away on the west bank, on a hill, a delicate-looking woman is leading a group of children to look out at the battlefield in the distance, one of the countless Chinese schools, with more than 100 Han and indigenous children in the school.

And at this moment, no matter what nationality these children belong to, their eyes are intently fixed on this tragic war.

"Teacher...... What the hell are they fighting for?" asked the indigenous child, blinking.

Turan ...... You have to remember that they are not fighting for any one person, nor for any one people, they are only fighting for happiness!"

"Children, you remember, even though the blood you shed is different, but you are enjoying the same happy life now...... You can go to school, you can eat sweet rice, and you even have clothes to wear!"

"This is our happiness! They are fighting, for my Chinese World War II! And what is the Chinese people?"

More than 100 children shouted in unison: "The Chinese are happy! They are fighting for happiness!"

"Come, no one picked up the blackboard, wrote the Chinese ten times, and imprinted these two words in your memory and in your blood!"