"Are you from a long way away?"

On the side of the dock, Guo Baochang was talking to Cai Kaile Su Yan, and said happily: "He said that you would not come until twelve o'clock, but I didn't expect you to arrive now, it was so timely!" ”

"What about the people who are far away? Is he okay? ”

Long Yun grabbed Guo Baochang's clothes and shouted anxiously, she just wanted to make sure that Lu Yuan was okay now, and she just wanted to see him as soon as possible.

"He's fine, but now he's taken our group into the city, there are still many people in the city, the devils are crazy, and they will kill anyone they see in the city," Guo Baochang said.

"Then let's go into the city and find a long way!"

Long Yun roared, the refugees and the people screamed to keep up, and the guerrillas also hurriedly followed, laughing and laughing: "Haha, you can fight side by side with the road chief again, the little devil has a hard time."

"Who is that girl? It's too rude too! Guo Baochang asked the lone wolf beside him.

The lone wolf glared: "That's Mrs. Lu, or are we people in the green forest, that's not rude, that's heroic, haven't you read a book?" "Anyway, I walked away with my toes in high spirits.

"Slogan, slogan, shout!"

Cai Kaile and Su Yan were yelling, they had learned a lot of tricks to unite people's hearts and boost morale from a few guerrilla political commissars for a while, and they didn't care about the taboo of playing big knives in front of the public gate at this time, so they shouted out directly.

"The Chinese are not a bad race, the little devil wants to kill us, we will kill back, who dares to follow us!"

"We are also afraid of death, but there are so many people in Nanjing, we must not let the little devils wantonly hurt them, there are kinds, follow us, kill the devils"

Together with the refugee and folk guerrillas, more than 2,000 people wore all kinds of clothes, and the team that originally followed Lu Yuan was fine, Yishui'er's 38 rifles and bright bayonets, all of them hung grenades, and the guerrillas who followed Ren Haifang were much more miserable, there were very few 38 rifles, there were many Hanyang fire-making guns, and many people carried shuttles, big blades, and even kitchen knives and sickles, etc., which looked no different from the local peasants who had just rebelled.

As for the large number of good guns that Ren Haifang and others brought back from the Tiger Killing, except for the hundreds or so that people are holding now, the rest have been handed over and redistributed, after all, the important battlefields at the beginning are all on the front line of Zhendan, and these superior firepower are preferentially allocated to the team over there.

Seeing these people, the fleeing people on the dock, as well as the chaotic rout team in the rear, began to make a noise, they couldn't believe that it was this group of local peasants who had the courage to go to the city to fight devils!

But now, the facts are in front of them again, and the people are still arrogant and giggling, as if those fierce devil soldiers in the city must be like local chickens and dogs in front of them!

"I'm going to fight devils, little devils' shells have killed my family."

"Don't go, you don't have a gun!"

"Some of them don't have guns, they all dare to go, why can't I go?"

"I'll go too, I'll go with you, damn, fight with those little devils who kill a thousand knives"

In the group of refugees, many people rushed out screaming, without weapons, some carried kitchen knives for self-defense, and some even simply picked up two bowl-sized stones from the riverside and followed.

Seeing these people rushing majestically into the city, the defeated soldiers didn't even dare to raise their heads, eager to find a crack in the ground to get into, and hurriedly put their guns behind their backs one by one, for fear that someone would know that they had weapons but would not dare to fight devils.

"Spicy next door, these must be people with red brains!"

Someone scolded with a thick Sichuan accent: "People say that our Sichuan army is not afraid of death, and now these red brains are even worse than our equipment and dare to enter the city, how can we not dare to Sichuan villagers and give Lao Tzu a male up."

Then they rushed out, and in an instant, the sound was like a powder keg detonated, and countless Sichuan troops were screaming like chicken blood, and the voices that wanted to hold them back could no longer make them extremely eager for a strong heart.

"Don't go, Lao Tzu commands you, don't go"

Liu Ruzhai roared loudly, pulled out a short gun and threatened the Sichuan army who were about to rush into the city again: "You are Lao Tzu's people, your lives are Lao Tzu's, without Lao Tzu's permission, you are not allowed to go anywhere"

"Let's go to Nima's!"

Then, he was stabbed to the ground with a bayonet by a Sichuan army man, and shouted: "Sichuan army, rise up, rush."

"The Sichuan army is strong, go back to the city, and fight hard with the little devils!"

Countless Sichuan voices rang out from all over the rout, and countless Sichuan troops poured out, staring at a pair of blood-red eyes, and rushed towards the city, this time, they were determined not to take a step back, no matter how fierce the battle was!

"Is the Sichuan army amazing? Do you have Hunan people? Follow me."

"What about Gui Jun? Guangxi fellows, we can't let these turtle sons in Sichuan look down on them, and let the little Japanese see how powerful our Gui army is."

"The brothers of the Yue army have come out, don't be a decrepit boy."

With the movement of the Sichuan army, the whole mess of the rout soldiers suddenly exploded, all kinds of regional dialects in the strange scream, with their native pronunciation as a guide, converged into a torrent, with guns screaming and rushing to the city gate, running hard, a pair of blood-red eyes stared fiercely at the team next to them who spoke a different dialect from themselves, almost sprayed a few mouthfuls of saliva on the other party's face to express their disdain, let the other party know that their side is the best, and the teams in other places are all scum, You can't compare yourself at all.

"This, this, what's going on?"

The soldiers of the two regiments stationed in the position were trying their best to guard against the tens of thousands of routs in rebellion, but they didn't expect that as the team called Huazi who came up from the river entered the city, those routs rushed to the city like crazy.

"It seems that the little devil is in trouble now!" A regimental staff officer involuntarily clenched his fists and said excitedly.

Another regimental staff officer was also screaming and ordering to the soldiers on the position: "Pass my order, stick to the position, whoever dares to take a step back, kill the 36th Army, regardless of Lao Tzu This time, I will fight to the end with the little devil!" ”

"Kill, kill, kill"

On the battlefield, there was a roar like a wild beast all over the mountains, and all the soldiers were shocked by the scene just now, and they secretly swore to themselves in their hearts that as long as the little devil dared to come, he would risk his life to let the other party see his own strength.

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