Chapter Seventy-Two: Downstairs is the Enemy

No, after a few rounds of fighting, all the positions of the Jixing Cultural Department were lost, and the reinforcements in the mouth of the division headquarters did not arrive for a long time.

If you don't retreat, you will only be eaten by the Kwantung Army, and after some communication with the division headquarters, Ji Xingwen got permission to withdraw.

Thinking that the situation on Jin Zhenzhong's side must be optimistic, Ji Xingwen hurriedly conveyed the order of the division headquarters to him, and the content was concise and to the point.

"Remove his grandmother's size! Go to TMD, Lao Tzu will not withdraw, and today I will fight with the devil. Dead Lao Tzu is also going to die on this Lugou Bridge! ”

Jin Zhenzhong threw the telegram to the ground, stubbornly insisting on holding the Lugou Bridge, and was already ready to die.

Seeing that Jin Zhenzhong drilled the tip of the horn again, Wang Liang persuaded: "Uncle, Captain Ji's order is reasonable, if we don't retreat, we will only have to be dumplings made by devils." Now that they have taken Wanping City, forming a flanking attack from both sides, if the Japanese army sends troops from Wanping City to sneak attack from behind, we will not be able to parry it at all. Only by withdrawing the brothers can we have a chance to fight back, we are fighting alone, and there is no point in sacrificing here. ”

Wang Liang understood that it was useless to stay here, and there was only one result, that is, the whole army was annihilated.

What's the point of this as a traverser?

Although Wang Liang does not have the luxury of completely rewriting history, he must always deal the devil the biggest blow and cannot fuel the arrogance of these invaders.

There is an immutable truth, only by staying alive can we continue to fight and achieve ultimate victory.

Hearing Wang Liang say this, Jin Zhenzhong couldn't pay attention for a while.

looked at Wang Liang and asked, "Then what do you say we should do?" When a shrunken turtle? Ran away? Doesn't this make future generations laugh? ”

"It's not running, it's retreating. Go to Wanping City to see what the situation is inside, and if we have the chance, we can take Wanping City back. Relying on favorable terrain and the Kwantung Army for street fighting, so that their superiority would not be apparent. If there are too many enemies in Wanping City, and there is little hope of counterattacking, we will retreat to Beiping, where there are our troops. ”

Wang Liang analyzed Jin Zhenzhong that he knew that fighting hard with the Kwantung Army at this time would definitely be self-defeating.

"Well, well, just do as you say. It's all there, withdraw from the position, go to Wanping City, quickly. ”

Jin Zhenzhong sighed, feeling that what Wang Liang said was very reasonable, and this is also a better plan at present.

Dada

While fighting back, retreat.

The remaining more than 100 soldiers of the reinforced battalion successively withdrew from the second line of defense and rushed towards Wanping City.

Because he knew that the city gate must be related to the Eastern Army soldiers, Jin Zhenzhong led a group of people to sneak into the city from the side of the blown up city wall, and as soon as he entered the city, he heard gunfire not far away.

Bang bang bang

The gunfire was not particularly dense and should have been a sporadic exchange of fire.

Wang Liang took out his pistol, pressed the bullet into his load, and said to Jin Zhenzhong: "It should be our people who are exchanging fire with the Kwantung Army, let's go, let's go over and have a look." ”

"Okay, everyone's movements are smaller, don't let the devils find out." Kim Zhen-jung turned around and instructed the soldiers.

In this way, the 100th scattered closer to the place where the gunshots were heard.

In a two-story attic hut with seven or eight separate battalions of fighters in it.

Originally, it was a very exciting thing to see his own people, but he didn't expect that as soon as he showed up and said hello to the other party, people opened fire on him.

"Platoon commander, there are people wearing the same military uniforms as us outside, why are they still shooting at us? What's going on? ”

A soldier holding a rifle asked Wang Haiyang in bewilderment, just now he saw one of his brothers die at the hands of "his own people".

"I don't know, they're going to be enemies. The three of you go and hold the stairs, and the rest of me will follow me to the other side to stop the enemy. ”

Wang Haiyang was also confused, and the person wearing the same military uniform shot at himself, so there can only be one answer, is it friend or foe.

Bang bang bang, bang, bang,

Upon discovering the presence of enemies in the attic, dozens of rebels simultaneously launched the first wave of attacks on the attic.

Hundreds of guns were pointed at the two windows of the attic, firing one after the other.

Helplessly, there were too many enemies and too strong firepower, Wang Haiyang and several of his brothers were suppressed by the enemy and couldn't breathe at all, seeing that the enemy was about to attack.

"Rush, rush, kill them for me!"

A rebel officer hid in the rear and directed his men to charge inside.

At this time, Jin Zhenzhong and Wang Liang were hidden behind a wall.

Liu Li saw that the people in front of him were wearing the same military uniforms as himself, and he also regarded them as his own, and just wanted to get up and shout, he was pulled down by Wang Liang covering his mouth.

Liu Li was almost suffocated to death, and hurriedly pushed Wang Liang away with his hand.

Surprised, he asked, "Hmm, what are you doing?" ”

"It's not clear whether it's friend or foe, you expose your target, tiger!"

Wang Liang glanced at Liu Li and said.

"But aren't you wearing the same clothes as us? It must be reinforcements coming, and you're too nervous. ”

Seeing Wang Liang's nervous appearance, Liu Li felt that he was too scared by the devil to see who he thought was the enemy.

It's obviously his own person wearing the same military uniform, and he doesn't let himself say hello.

Wang Liang didn't think so, he noticed something abnormal when he walked this way just now.

Did the devil get in so easily? No matter how poor the troops of the fifth company commander were, they should have been able to start street battles and hold off the enemy for a while, but now there was not a single Japanese corpse on the street.

On the contrary, the corpses of the national * army were everywhere.

Many of the corpses of the national* army lying on the ground are faces that they are not very familiar with, and they have been in the independent battalion for so long, so it stands to reason that they are almost all familiar, but now they see a lot of unfamiliar faces.

Also, these strange national* soldiers have white towels tied to their arms.

Wang Liang feels that this kind of scene is a little familiar, isn't this the practice of the rebel troops in the Anti-Japanese War drama?

Distinguish friend from foe by tying a white towel.

Looking at the soldiers who attacked the attic in front of them, they also had towels tied to their arms, which made Wang Liang even more suspicious.

Boom

Just as Wang Liang was thinking about it, two grenades were thrown out of the window on the second floor of the attic and exploded downstairs.

After Wang Liang heard the explosion just now, he already had the answer in his mind.

It's your own people in the attic, and these people who attack downstairs are definitely enemies!

The sound of the grenade explosion just now is not the same as the Japanese pumpkin grenade at all, because the Japanese pumpkin grenade is more powerful, so the sound and power of the explosion are also stronger.

Thinking of this, Wang Liang's expression became serious, and he turned back to the soldiers and said, "It's not my own people downstairs, our people are trapped in the attic, everyone is ready to fight!" ”

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