Listening to the report on the radio, Lu Chengshuang seemed to have seen the scene of Qin Chuan leading his soldiers to fight bloodily with the Japanese army.

Was he injured? The Japanese shells bombarded him so badly, if a shell landed on his side, wouldn't he be torn to pieces by the bomb? He is always at the front, is it possible that he will be the first to be knocked down by the bullets of the Japanese devils?

And as soon as he thought of this, in Lu Chengshuang's mind, he automatically made up dozens of heroic scenes of Qin Chuan's death.

Her heart ached, and tears began to roll in her eyes.

After listening to all the reports, Lu Chengshuang seemed to have made up his mind, stood up directly, kicked the high heels on his feet, and threw them directly to his boudoir with his bare feet.

"Neurotic! You don't learn so many of your mother's virtues, but you learn from her madness. Lu Yueming obviously didn't realize the seriousness of the problem at this time, and muttered there while looking intently at the book of "Heavenly Evolution" in his hand

Five minutes later, Lu Chengshuang, who had changed into casual clothes, had already carried a box and rushed out of his boudoir.

"Why are you going? Where are you going to travel this time? Lu Yueming asked.

When Lu Chengshuang was more than ten years old, he had already traveled to most of China, proficient in various local dialects, and even proficient in several foreign languages. So for Lu Chengshuang's sudden departure, Lu Yueming was no longer surprised.

"Go to Shanghai!" Lu Chengshuang said, carrying the big box, and walked out of the door.

Lu Yueming nodded, and then said, "Go ahead, Shanghai is a good place, remember to come back early." ”

With that, he continued to bury his head in his book.

But after a while, he always felt that something was not right.

"Shanghai? Isn't Shanghai at war? Lu Yueming woke up suddenly, sat up directly from the sofa, and shouted outside: "Stop the eldest lady for me, !! ”

But now Lu Chengshuang was already driving the car, and with one foot on the accelerator, he flew directly to the train station.

At this time, the railway station was also crowded, some of them were soldiers, and some of them were people who went back to pick up their relatives and came to Nanjing for refuge.

After Lu Chengshuang bought a ticket, he got on the train to Shanghai.

With the whistle of the train, the train rumbled in the direction of Shanghai. And on the platform below the train, the servants of the Lu family were shouting Lu Chengshuang's name.

Where would Lu Chengshuang pay attention to them, at this time she was already fantasizing about the scene of meeting her and Qin Chuan on the battlefield.

"It's worth dying on the battlefield together." Lu Chengshuang thought about it like this, and felt that it was a different kind of romance, even heroic.

In the autumn wind, the train speeding over the field is slowly enveloped in darkness. The people on the train, on the other hand, have to go to different fates.

In the early morning, Qin Chuan looked at the misty streets, and always felt that a group of vicious Japanese soldiers were about to rush out inside.

At this time, behind this mist, the Japanese troops were sitting in the final preparations for battle.

They were quite well prepared, two armored squadrons, more than two dozen tanks, and thousands of Japanese infantrymen were ready to go.

Matsui looked at the Japanese troops who were preparing to charge, and knew that this time Heian Street was bound to be captured by his own troops.

The tanks equipped by the Japanese army are mainly Type 94 tanks, which are often referred to as "Douding tanks", which are ultra-light tanks with a tonnage of less than four tons, and the main weapon is a Type 91 heavy machine gun. Its armor was so thick that even some large-caliber heavy machine guns were able to penetrate it easily.

But it was this kind of tank that caused great trouble to the Chinese army, which had very limited anti-tank forces.

In addition to the Type 94 tank, the Japanese army also had a part of the Type 89 medium tank. This tank was regarded as a medium tank by the Japanese army, but in fact, its weight was only about the same tonnage as the light tanks of the West at that time, less than 15 tons.

But this tank has also become a nightmare for the Chinese army. At that time, in order to deal with a Japanese tank, it was often necessary to pay a lot of casualties, and even a platoon of troops could die on the way to destroy the Japanese tank.

At this time, these two tank squadrons had just finished the battle on the periphery of Luodian and successfully controlled the entire Luodian battlefield.

The commander of these two tank squadrons was Shiro Tsubunpei, who had studied at the United States Military Academy at West Point and had already made great achievements in the battle for Luodian.

"Your Excellency, rest assured, we will easily break through the enemy's defenses and retake Ping'an Street." Shiro Chuan poked his head out of a Type 89 medium tank and said to Matsui Ishone.

Matsui Ishine also believed in Denhei Shiro very much, and at the same time, he also believed that the enemy on the opposite side lacked the means to effectively deal with their tanks.

"Victory! Annihilate the enemy army!! Matsui said as he saluted them with a standard military salute.

Those Japanese soldiers who were ready to go also returned the salute one after another at this time.

"Company commander, something is approaching." Fang Yunfei said to Wang Daliu next to him.

Wang Daliu pricked up his ears to listen, and then said, "I can't hear any sound, your kid's ears are too bright." ”

Fang Yunfei touched his big ears and said, "There are things, there are quite a few, it may be the little devil's troops, but the movement is too big, like..."

"Like what?" Wang Daliu was in a dilapidated building, counting the number of Molotov cocktails on his side, and asked Fang Yunfei.

Fang Yunfei clapped his hands and said, "I remembered, tank!" Doesn't our division have a tank battalion? Those guys are like something every day, and the tanks they drive are just that. ”

Hearing this, Wang Daliu's eyes immediately widened, and then he immediately picked up the walkie-talkie and said to Qin Chuan on the other side of the position: "Camp, Fang Yunfei, this kid said that there may be tanks in the little devil's attacking force." ”

"I hear you." Qin Chuan said.

After he killed the Japanese soldier Nakasa two days ago, he received an additional reward from the system, which could increase his overall physical function by two times.

This made Qin Chuan's hearing and eyesight twice as powerful as before.

Through the mist, he could even see the black figure of the Japanese tank, like a steel beast, with dagger-like teeth, and slowly pushed it towards this side.

The dawn sun gradually rises over the sea in the east. The morning glow dispelled the fog, and on the street in front of Ping'an Street, which had become ruins, the Japanese army's advancing tank units gradually appeared in the eyes of the soldiers of the third battalion.