Zhixian hugged Twelve, and watched the gun thrown by the little sentry fall to the ground with a "bang", and couldn't help but laugh a little dumbly. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It turns out that she is so powerful.

Lin Yiguo and the others all ran out, they were stunned for a while, and they were called "madam" for a long time, and they were almost in tears when they saw that their hard-hearted men were almost in tears, so they responded with a smile one by one: "Well, it's me." ”

Matsuyama's last order to attack was a hurdle that they couldn't get over in the hearts of those who had been with the young marshal.

What is the relationship between the young marshal and his wife over the years, everyone has seen it, and the more they feel that the two are deeply affectionate, the more self-blame will be in their hearts. Why did you let your wife go into the hands of the Japanese?

Now that I see that Zhixian is safe and sound, although I don't believe in the theory of resurrection from the dead, I guess that there must be something strange back then, but they are all diluted by the great joy one by one.

After standing for a while, Luo Li was the first to react: "Lin Shen, let Mrs. in, what are you doing standing at the door stupidly!" ”

As he spoke, he glanced up and down at Zhixian, and saw that she was carrying a Japanese-style backpack behind her, and she was holding a quilt wrapped like a dumpling in her hand, and reached out to pick it up: "Madam, what are you doing with the quilt?" ”

Beiping is not cold like this.

Zhixian dodged back, smiled but didn't answer, raised his feet and walked inside, and asked, "What about Yanzhi?" ”

She didn't see it, and the few people behind her all looked stiff, and their hands against the seams of their pants were still trembling.

"Madam, what you are holding in your arms should not be ......?"

Thinking of the flag played by the little devil on the Songshan Fort a year ago, Lin Yiguo was so shocked by his own guess that the muscles on his face twitched slightly.

As soon as his words fell, the twelve in Zhixian's arms let out a loud howl very cooperatively: "Wow-"

The crisp and vigorous cry of the baby pierced the silence of the office, but the courtyard was very "cicada noise forest is more quiet". For a moment, several officers looked at each other, silently watching each other, and even the sound of each other's breathing was a little rapid because of shock and joy.

"Young marshal's child!" As soon as Luo Li was excited, he pressed Xu Guofan's shoulder and shouted: "Deputy Xu, the young marshal's child!" ”

Everyone's mood is the same as his, everything you say and I say is a child, or Lin Yiguo has a heart, so he hurriedly invited Zhixian into the house, and a group of adults surrounded her again, and stepped forward to see the little group as white and tender as a bun.

Twelve howled dryly in the courtyard, as if he was sensible, and no more tears fell, only a pair of round eyes like grapes, and he looked at the enlarged faces in front of him without being stunned.

The hearts of several big men are about to be seen, and they only feel that their hearts are as sweet as honey, full of freshly fermented softness, and it is difficult for them to be a group of sonorous soldiers, who are all very tacit and soft-spoken, lest they be frightened.

Although Zhixian was eager to see Qu Shizheng, but it was not easy to drive them away, this head was also very fast, and after a few minutes, he actually got a cradle from somewhere, I was afraid that Zhixian had a sour hand, and a group of people with guns were stupid, and they didn't dare to hold the child.

So I came up with this idea.

Twelve has no potential for a baby to "go crazy", and when it was time to go to bed, he closed his eyes and fell asleep without giving any face, but Luo Li and the others still refused to leave, and actually squatted in front of the cradle and counted the child's eyelashes.

The moonlight was already faint, and standing in the courtyard, you could see the sentries standing straight in the dim light.

"Staff Officer Lin, where is Yanzhi?"

Lin Yiguo's heart suddenly sank. Mrs. Fang Cai asked herself to come out, and he knew that it must have something to do with the young marshal. But he couldn't say such a cruel answer.

The young marshal and the lady are too bitter.

Madame is now back with Twelve, but the young marshal is gone......

At the moment of the order to attack Matsuyama, the whole army was shocked, and the blood and tenacity were stimulated at once, and the soldiers, who had been a little sluggish because of the five-month battle, suddenly became highly motivated, fearless of sacrifice, and fearless of stray bullets.

Huang Renwei, who was stationed on Yin Heights, privately told the soldiers that the general's wife could not be sacrificed in vain.

The general is worthy of our brothers, worthy of the land behind us, and we must be worthy of the general and the clothes on our bodies!

Such words are certainly moving, but they are still meaningless to him and Xu Guofan, let alone to the young marshal?

The young marshal was as usual with sharp eyes and calm as a mountain, no one felt that he was any different, and when he went to the command room, he gave a group of iron-clad soldiers peace of mind and the belief that they would continue to fight.

But Lin Yiguo knew that the young marshal was almost unable to hold on. He can't say why, Xu is the intuition and keen insight that have been with the young marshal for more than ten years, although he can't find evidence, he just feels different.

And his instincts were quickly validated.

On the night of the 7th, the expeditionary force launched a final attack from the Songshan position to the Loess Slope position, clearing the small remnants of the Japanese army.

However, after rushing to the top of the mountain, there were still many living Japanese soldiers, who resisted stubbornly with the help of the fortress that had not yet been completely blown up, and even some Japanese soldiers who were stunned woke up and had a fierce hand-to-hand combat with the expeditionary force.

At that time, the 6th Army even gave orders to form death squads, and even gave the conditions that those who were the first to rush to the top were rewarded with silver dollars.

Compared with the large and small battles that took place in the previous five months, this is really a final battle that is not worth talking about. But no one thought that Qu Shizheng would personally lead the death squad to charge.

Many generals in the command room were stunned when they heard this, and then they ran out like crazy.

The news that he had taken the lead was actually transmitted back to the command headquarters from the front-line troops.

"When we got the news, the troops had already captured the main peak of Matsuyama and planted the national flag on the Japanese fortifications."

"There are blurred flesh and blood along the way, and there are only a few soldiers who survived the death squad, according to their words, Xu Guofan and I found the place where the young marshal died......"

Lin Yiguo closed his eyes: "The broken limbs, the blood flowed like a river, and the clothes were all in pieces, not to mention the distinction between the national army and the military uniforms, and even the national army and the Japanese army could not be distinguished." We can only add a tomb and erect a monument to the young marshal in that place, madam, in two days, it will be a year of the young marshal's sacrifice. ”

He sacrificed his ......

How is this possible? He had promised her that he would return to her in good condition, and that what he had promised would be done.

He hasn't seen twelve yet!

Zhixian's handsome face appeared in his mind, and thousands of miscellaneous things came to his heart, but it was just a series of thoughts in vain, without any thinking, and the strength of the whole person seemed to be hollowed out at once, she could no longer stand on her feet, her eyes were dark, and she fainted. (To be continued.) )