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The Devil Command became more and more anxious, they knew very well that time was not their friend, and the more it dragged on, the worse the weather conditions would become.

So the fierce attack began even more, with artillery and planes bombarding, and wave after wave of onslaughts, night and day.

At this time, in order to facilitate command, Qin Yuan had already reduced the troops into a company and guarded a position of more than 100 meters.

The devils are attacking more and more, and the position is like a small boat in a storm that may capsize at any time.

Due to the wind and snow for several days, it was difficult to transport logistics supplies in the rear, and most of the brothers, including Qin Yuan, were running out of bullets.

The Makqin heavy machine gun was also bombed by the devil's plane in the battle on the 16th, and this big guy who harvested the lives of countless devils finally withdrew from the stage.

At this time, the defenders of the Northeast Army in the entire three-room area have reached the point of running out of oil, and the only reason why they are still holding on is for the glory that belongs to the soldiers in their hearts.

Due to the lack of ammunition, Qin Yuan had to put the devil close to fight, and even most of the battles had to be solved by white-knuckle combat.

On the night of the 17th, the devils attacked again, this time with the help of four tanks.

Wu Delin, the commander of the 4th Regiment of the 2nd Infantry Brigade under Ma Zhanshan, the commander of this line of positions, was also very anxious when he saw the devil tank.

He was well aware that if these tanks were not resolved, then the positions could not be held.

There was no way, he ordered several battalion commanders under his command to draw out 10 elite soldiers from each battalion to form a death squad, and bring explosives to deal with the devil tank.

Because Qin Yuan's troops were too small in number and were outsiders, he was afraid that he would not obey the command, so Wu Delin did not rashly draw them, which also left some seeds for Qin Yuan's independent regiment.

Qin Yuan lay in the trench and saw with his own eyes thirty iron-clad men with explosives strapped to their bodies in the wind and snow, rushing up against the devil tank.

It was soon discovered by the devil infantry accompanying the tank, and the light and heavy fire opened fire, and most of the daredevils fell into the snow in an instant.

But there were still a few who broke through the fire blockade of the devils and came to the side of the tank.

The brothers had never seen a tank and didn't know where to put the explosives, so some simply lay on the tank and detonated the explosives.

Three of the four devil tanks were blown up, and the remaining one saw that the situation was not good, reversed and ran away with black smoke.

Only five of the thirty daredevils returned, and the rest fell in the snow.

Although the Devil tank was blown up, the enemy did not stop attacking.

Thousands of people attacked the three-room position on all fronts.

The devil is desperate, and the Northeast Army has also reached the moment of life and death.

Soon, a group of devils rushed in the trenches, wearing bloated yellow tweed coats, holding bayonets and Qin Yuan and others to start a white-edged battle.

Bayonets, machetes, and even pickaxes and shovels for digging trenches were now weapons, and everyone was desperately trying to give their last strength.

Qin Yuan and Zhang Fenglin were leaning backs, one holding a machete and the other holding a pickaxe.

A devil had just jumped in from the trench, with his back to Qin Yuan, and before he could react, he was smashed on the head by Qin Yuan with a pickaxe.

The pointed tip smashed through the steel helmet, and with a snort, it was nailed into the man's heavenly spirit cover.

Qin Yuan pulled out the pickaxe with great difficulty, and a stream of blood spurted out of the devil's head, spraying into the sky, and the hot fishy smell went straight to his nose.

Having just dealt with the unlucky devil in front of him, Qin Yuan was about to take a breath.

At this moment, another group of devils poured into the trench and rushed over with bayonets.

Qin Yuan and Zhang Fenglin were forced to retreat again and again, without the slightest power to parry. The devil held his bayonet with a hideous face, and he was about to stab him.

"Da Da Da, Da" A row of flower bullets suddenly swept from behind the devils, and soon a group of devils were knocked to the ground by the sudden bullets.

Qin Yuan and Zhang Fenglin, who survived the disaster, took a fixed look, and it turned out that Adjutant Zhang Chizhang rushed into the trench with a group of guards with submachine guns.

These people are all Ma Zhanshan's guard troops, and they have also been sent to the front line at this moment.

"Withdraw, the Angangxi station is no longer able to hold it, and there is no point in fighting here again, withdraw and leave some foundation for the troops." Zhang Chi pulled Qin Yuan and shouted loudly.

Qin Yuan glanced around and found that there were only forty or fifty people in the position who could still stand up, and the rest of the brothers had fallen in the night battle.

Including the commander of the second battalion, Zhang Desheng, and the deputy dog of the first battalion, two officers.

Especially the big dog, who was the only one left who escaped from Fengtian with him except Zhang Fenglin, and now he has also died.

The death of the big dog was not heroic at all, and even a little aggrieved.

He was stabbed to death by five or six devils in the corner, and before he died, the big dog also wanted to pull a grenade and take the devils to the sky together.

But when he touched his arms, he found that the grenade had already been thrown away, and even the bullets in the rifle had been exhausted.

Without pulling on the pad, the big dog fell into the trench with infinite regret.

The wind howled and blew on the face, mixed with snowflakes and ice ballast.

Qin Yuan looked at this position, where countless brothers had been sacrificed, and could no longer be controlled, tears streaming down his cheeks, on his face covered with gunpowder smoke and enemy blood.

This was the first time Qin Yuan shed tears in this era.

Who said that men don't flick when they have tears, but it's just not time to be sad.

The position cannot be held, Heilongjiang is about to fall, and the three eastern provinces are about to fall!

Thousands of people rushed over from the flanks, relying on superior firepower and the cover of aircraft artillery, they successfully tore through the gap, and it was no longer realistic to hold on.

Zhang Fenglin was covered in blood, some of them were his, but more of them were little devils, the machete in his hand had turned scarlet, and the knife body was full of blood, frozen into ice ballast in the cold weather, and the blade had burst out of several gaps, but it still exuded a bloodthirsty edge!

He stood silently beside Qin Yuan, watching Qin Yuan cry.

How many brothers have been soaked in the blood of this position, and how many brothers' lives have been buried, but now they can only retreat helplessly.

"Withdraw!" Qin Yuan shouted, and withdrew from the position with his brothers.

At this time, it was already the early morning of November 18, 1931, and the Jiangqiao Anti-Japanese War came to an end.

On the afternoon of the 18th, Ma Zhanshan couldn't bear to fight all his loyal and fearless soldiers when there was a huge difference in the strength of the enemy and us, and he also issued a general retreat order.

In the early morning of November 19, 1931, Ma Zhanshan announced his withdrawal from the provincial capital: "In order to obey public opinion, respect the "League of Nations", temporarily retreat to a considerable area, and wait for the resolution of the axioms. ”

On the same day, more than 5,000 Japanese troops captured Qiqihar, and the Jiangqiao War of Resistance ended.

The entire Jiangqiao War of Resistance lasted for half a month, and the enemy's casualties were conservatively estimated at about 3,000 to 4,000, including Zhang Haipeng's puppet army and the frostbite of the Japanese army.

The casualties of Ma Zhanshan's division included 245 officers and about 5,000 soldiers.