In the Meizizhou of the Yangtze River on a winter night, the cold wind was bone-chilling, and the devils on the motorboat shrank their necks, and now the more troublesome thing is that the boat is broken, and the boat has been inspected, and finally found that the problem is in the propeller at the stern.

The propeller was entangled in a pile of broken fishing nets, and the four motorboat propellers that passed through the reed-swamped waters were entangled in the nets.

Ogishima was already anxious, but now that he encountered such an unfortunate incident, he was even more annoyed, and impatiently urged the crew to quickly tear open the fishing nets and start the boat early.

Since this ship has arrived here, it is natural that they will not be allowed to drive it again, and Sangou has racked many brains in order to set up this bureau.

The reeds on the side of the devil's motorboat have quietly gathered many clippers, and with a gesture from the three dogs, Xiucai was the first to shoot, and it was the devil lieutenant who was hit.

The distance was so close that the supersonic bullets flew past that Ogishima felt like he had been hit the head before he could hear the gunshot.

Then, there was no sense of continuation, and the impact of the bullet hitting the head knocked over into the water, and Ogishima could finally roll back to Japan, but in a different way.

As soon as Xiucai's gun rang out, the other brothers opened fire one after another, and the dense bullets of the light machine guns, together with the reed poles, swept the devils on the motorboat into two.

Suddenly hit such a swift and heavy blow, more than 20 devils on the four motorboats had no time to react, only one or two devils sitting on the edge of the boat were so frightened that they fell into the water, and the other devils were all shot.

The gunfire was over, and the two devils who fell into the water, because they couldn't stand the frozen river water and the breath holding their breath that had been hiding under the water for a long time, had to flutter and show their heads again, but they were shot by Xiucai and Zhang Zhiguang.

It's been a long time since I've shot devils so happily, and for a while, the old Seventh Company has been quietly assassinating devils, and that time to shoot the devil cavalry squad can also be regarded as a small addiction, but this time it's more refreshing.

Sangou didn't have time to be cool, so he hurriedly commanded everyone to approach the devil's motorboat, connected it with a rope, and told everyone to row the boat immediately and drag the motorboat away from the scene.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the devil warship in the distance on the river to whine over, because the ship was large, it didn't dare to get close to the depths of the reeds, for fear of hitting the bottom, so it used a searchlight from a distance to shine back and forth at the place where the shootout had just taken place.

The warship took a picture for a while, and for a long time there was nothing unusual to find, and everything was still as quiet as ever, so he reluctantly whined away.

Xia Chen and they were shocked into a cold sweat, fortunately, Brother Dog told everyone to go fast, otherwise they would have been discovered by the warship, and it would not be enough for the guns of the ships to plug their teeth.

The four motorboats dragged back, and the three dogs called everyone and ripped off the fishing nets wrapped around the propellers overnight.

Then everyone put on the uniforms of the Japanese army, got on the boat, and let the old boatman Lao He of Wujiang Town lead the way, and Sangou, Zhugan, Wu Dingli, and Zhang Zhiguang, who had fired guns, to drive the motorboat.

Sangou said goodbye to Huang Jingxiang, the boss of Meizizhou, thanked them for their hospitality and hiding in the past few days, and also reminded them to pay attention to the possibility that the devil may come to take revenge on Meizizhou, and it is best to be prepared and deal with it.

And Da Kui, Ma Kuiyuan outside the Shuixi Gate, wants to follow Sangou to the Guotong District, Sangou also likes this clever young man, although the motorboat can't carry too many people, but there is no problem with adding one.

Da Kui persuaded his family that it might be safer to go to the Guotong area, but his old father and mother were not stupid, and it was not safe to go anywhere with those who were soldiers to fight.

It's just that now that the country is ruined and the family is ruined, it is still necessary to proceed from the national righteousness, and the old father and mother of Dakui agree and even encourage their son to go to the battlefield.

In fact, it is much easier to open a motorboat than a cannon, and in two clicks, a few people will start, and the motorboat will not turn on the lights, and it will be driven slowly on the river with a faint moonlight, and the sound will be kept as low as possible.

At dawn in the early morning of the next day, Sangou drove at full speed, and under the guidance of Lao He, the road was smooth and arrived in Wujiang Town.

I also have to thank the devil for adding a few barrels of gasoline to the motorboat to make it to Wujiang, but after arriving in Wujiang Town, you can use this motorboat.

The Japanese troops along the coast had already seen these four motorboats yesterday, and today they saw them again going to Wujiang Town, and they felt that it was normal, and some of them were still greeting each other on the shore, after all, the people on the boats were all "their own people" wearing military uniforms.

Standing on the edge of the Wujiang River, Sangou's eyes were blown a little damp by the river wind, remembering that half a year ago, when he returned from school, how he followed the original army to Shanghai with high spirits, preparing to fight with the devil.

But after half a year, the original young man has no longer seen him, and instead of him, Yiran feels that he has aged many years all of a sudden.

Young is no more, vicissitudes of life are easy to get old.

That's because I've seen too many joys and sorrows, and experienced too many life and death moments and painful tribulations.

The previous life was full of poetry, but now, there is no poetry at all, too much cruelty and cruelty, filling the heart, and the once soft heart has become as hard as iron.

Only she, Yang Muhua, the name that has been lost for a long time, the name that has been read every night, makes Sangou's heart ripple a little, and a glimmer of hope rises.

The land behind him is the national control area, and with her, it is estimated that they will meet soon, are you looking forward to it? Of course, I can't wait to return to my heart like an arrow, and I will see her soon.

Wujiang in front of him is the place where Xiang Yu committed suicide a thousand years ago, when Xiang Yu took 8,000 Jiangdong children to cross the river and sweep the country, but later the army was defeated by Liu Bang, and refused to return to Jiangdong until death.

This historical allusion happened here, thousands of years later, Sangou meditated in his heart, hoping to have one percent of Xiang Yu's bravery, with these dozens of old seven companies of Jiangnan Jiangdong children, a few years later, can sweep the Japanese invaders, happily cross Jiangdong, regain the lost land, and face the sky.

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The Battle of Nanjing, strictly speaking, was over when the city was broken on December 13, the 26th year of the Republic of China (1937).

And the defense of the three dogs, in addition to the previous defense of Nanjing, can only be regarded as defending themselves and the remaining seeds of the old Seventh Company, and it can be regarded as the battle scattered all over the place after the defense of Nanjing.

They continued the war of the defense of Nanjing with their lives and wrote the indomitable backbone of the Chinese with blood.

At the same time, please keep in mind that the number of the Japanese army participating in the Nanjing Massacre, the Japanese army's 6th, 16th, 18th, and 114th divisions stationed in Nanjing, as well as part of the 9th and 13th divisions, continued to massacre on a large scale for six weeks until three months later.

Note: I can't help but borrow the analysis on the Internet as an afterthought, the defense of Nanjing, in fact, cannot be compared with the previous Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, the remnants of the more than 100,000 national army and more than 200,000 Japanese elite soldiers fought fiercely for more than ten days, killing 40% of the battle, and countless wounded.

As a modern army, the best efforts have been made, and the hundreds of thousands of German troops have only held Berlin for a little more than a week.

During World War II, few of the troops in the European theater who were surrounded by opponents could hold out until 40% of the troops died in the battle without surrendering and collapsing.

As for the disorderly and chaotic retreat behind, it should be the responsibility of the Supreme Commander, General Tang, and some of the generals who fled early, rather than those officers and soldiers who had given their lives for the defense of the capital.

The three dogs, they can persist in fighting under the chaotic command and escape, which is a very rare thing in itself, and they do not judge heroes by simple success or failure, they can survive and are heroes in themselves.