These soldiers of the national army were all shot and killed by the Japanese army after being captured, and every ten of them were tied up in a row with ropes, and they had no power to fight back at all, so they could only watch the Japanese machine guns in front of them shoot at them.

"We have written down this revenge, if we don't die here today, this revenge will be a hundred times more for you, don't look at it, go over and let me continue to walk......" Fu Zhiyong took two deep breaths, saluted a military salute, gritted his teeth gloomily and said, and then beckoned everyone to take the lead and walked into the blood pond.

"Salute!" Liao Peng and the others also saluted with tears in their eyes, then wiped the tears from the corners of their eyes, and followed Fu Zhiyong forward in anger and continued to walk silently behind him.

The boots on their feet stepped on the sticky blood and made a sound of "cooing and ......", which made others feel numb when they heard it, as terrifying as the sound from hell, the blood stuck to their shoes seemed to have countless hands pulling their feet, so that every step they took needed a lot of strength to pull their feet out of the blood, and they had to bear huge psychological pressure with every step they took, if they were replaced by ordinary people, they would have gone insane at this moment.

"Battalion commander...... These brothers are ......" Zhang Dali stared at the blood-red eyes and forcibly held back the tears that slipped down, and said in a choked tone.

"It's the ...... who was massacred collectively after being captured," Fu Zhiyong replied in a cold voice without looking back, his heart was now like a knife, and he had even begun to regret that he had ordered to give up those lost soldiers and soldiers to break through first.

Fu Zhiyong knew what Zhang Dali meant by asking, after all, there were still many brothers in their camp in Xiaguan, and these slaughtered prisoners of war of the national army had already hinted at what the fate of his brothers would be.

"Battalion commander! I'm not leaving, I'm going back...... I will go back to my brethren, and I will die with them even if I die. Liao Peng wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeve, and stopped excitedly and said.

"I'll go back too, I want to avenge the dead family and brothers, I'm a Nanjing!" Another soldier also stopped crying with Liao Peng, and his whole body was trembling lightly due to his emotion.

He joined the army not only to protect his family and defend the country, but also for the livelihood and survival of his family, but he has never seen his family since the beginning of the war, and there is no way to know their whereabouts, the only information he knows is that the neighborhood where his home is located has been occupied by the Japanese army, and the house is a large area of damage, and the scene at this moment is like an invisible steel knife scraping the flesh on his body, and the feeling of worrying and fearing the loss of relatives is something we can never experience.

"Liao Peng! Li Qiusheng! Do you two think it's too late to go back now! If I had time, I would have killed my mother a long time ago, and those lost comrades-in-arms are your brothers, not my Fu Zhiyong's brothers, aren't they!? Fu Zhi turned back violently and gave Liao Peng a big-eared scraper, and scolded angrily.

Liao Peng and the others were all taken aback by Fu Zhiyong's sudden move, and at this time they found that the originally rigid battalion commander's face was full of rolling tears at this time, his heart was no harder than anyone else, and he was also a person with flesh and blood and feelings.

"Battalion commander, if we don't go back and save them, those brothers will be finished...... It's all over...... Whining! At this time, Liao Peng is no longer the iron man who takes the lead in the charge against the bullets and is like playing, and now he is crying worse than the little girl's family, because the original steel-like fortress of the Anti-Japanese War in his heart has collapsed, and it collapsed when Tang Shengzhi, the commander of the Nanjing garrison, gave the order to retreat, and there was not even a slag left.

If it weren't for Fu Zhiyong to organize them, it is estimated that the weapons in their hands would have been thrown away long ago, and they would have picked up a few ordinary people's clothes and put them on faster than anyone else, this is a force that has lost the will to fight, an elite army full of fear and disappointment.

"Shut the fuck up! As long as we live, we can continue to fight with the Japanese devils and avenge the dead brothers, if you go back now, it will be a death, how can you take revenge if everyone is dead! Fu Zhiyong went up and gave Liao Peng a punch again, gritting his teeth and scolding.

"I understand the battalion commander, I want to survive, I want to avenge the brothers!" Liao Peng didn't care about the pain on his face, wiped the tears on his face, and replied firmly.

"I'll also follow you, battalion commander, as long as you can let me kill the Japanese devils." Li Qiusheng also wiped the tears on his face and said.

"We all follow the battalion commander, you kill the devil." Several other soldiers also roared through gritted teeth.

"Whoever the dares to say one more word along the way, Lao Tzu will kill him immediately, and I will continue to move forward and keep up with ......!" Fu Zhiyong pointed at them, and after scolding, he turned around and continued to wade through the bloody water, walking forward over the corpse under his feet......

Fu Zhiyong and the others kept stealthing behind the Japanese defense line, and two days later in the morning they finally arrived in the woods on the outskirts of Yanziji on the edge of the Yangtze River.

"Everybody rests in place." Fu Zhiyong looked at the time on his watch, waved his hand to everyone, and said.

"Whew...... I can finally rest, and I'm going to die. "As long as you talk too much, I vomited twice." When several soldiers heard that they could finally rest, they all suddenly collapsed on the grass, leaning against the tree in twos and threes to drink water, and eat and eat, which looked like the most elite military police unit in China at a glance, and there was no military appearance at all except for a suit.

"Liao Peng, you come with me to the front to see the situation." Fu Zhiyong gasped and put down his backpack and MP28 submachine gun, pulled out the Mauser 98k sniper rifle, greeted Liao Peng, and then took the lead to walk forward.

"Hmm." Liao Peng ate the rest of the food in his hand, took out another Mauser 98k sniper rifle and stood up, and followed quickly in the direction where Fu Zhiyong was going......

Fu Zhiyong and the two of them relied on the guidance of the compass, and twenty minutes later came to the edge of the woods on the side of Yanziji.

"It's Yanziji in front." Fu Zhiyong was lying under a big tree, observing the town of Yanziji a hundred meters away with a scope, and said to Liao Peng beside him.

"There is a squad of devils guarding the entrance of the town, two Taisho 11 light machine guns, and there are two groups of five-person patrols on the road outside the town, and the front is all open land, it's not easy, what do you want to do next, battalion commander?" Liao Peng asked after observing in the scope for a while.

"This is now the only way for us to cross the river, and we have to find a way to get to the mouth of the river." Fu Zhiyong wiped the corner of his mouth with his sleeve and said, and then slowly retreated into the forest......

"You see, if we want to cross the river now, only when Xu, Xiaguan and Zhenjiang three ferries have river boats, when Xu is in the opposite direction of Nanjing, we can't turn around and go back, if we go to Zhenjiang, we can't support the food we carry there, and even if we go, we don't know how many Japanese troops are stationed there, although Yanziji is a small town here, but there are still a few fishing boats, as long as we control the boat and not be swept away by the rapids, it should not be a big problem to cross the river." Fu Zhiyong leaned against a big tree, took out the map and spread it on the ground, and explained to Liao Peng.

"Can a small fishing boat cross the Yangtze River? The Yangtze River is turbulent, and if you are not careful, you will ......," Liao Peng said with some concern.

"This is also our only chance, otherwise why do you think the Japanese left so many people to defend this small town along the river, they also think so." Fu Zhiyong put away the map and said with a sneer.

"Okay, then do as the battalion commander said, when will we start?" Liao Peng thought for a moment and nodded and said.

"At noon, let's do it when they change the guard and eat, let's go back first." Fu Zhiyong looked at the time on his watch and said, then stood up and took the lead in retreating into the woods......

December 15, 1937 at 12 noon sharp

"Liao Peng, you and Chen San stayed to provide us with fire cover, remember, you two are our only way to retreat, once the impact fails, it will all depend on you to cover the retreat." Fu Zhiyong handed his Mauser 98K sniper rifle to a soldier named Chen San, because Chen San was the only soldier here who had undergone professional sniper training except Fu Zhiyong and Liao Peng, and then said to Liao Peng seriously.

"Don't worry, battalion commander, as long as we are alive, your back will always be safe." Liao Peng took off his Mauser 98K sniper rifle and clicked the bullet into the chamber of the gun, and said firmly.

"After we attack in a moment, you can kill those two machine guns for me." Fu Zhiyong gestured to Liao Peng with his eyes and said.

"Understand, at a distance of more than 100 meters, I promise to shoot one shot." Liao Peng said with confidence.

"Then it's up to you, get moving." After Fu Zhiyong patted Liao Peng, he took the lead in crawling towards a barren grassland outside the woods, and the other four soldiers immediately set off to follow......

The area of this barren grassland is not small, from Fu Zhiyong's current location to the road side of Yanziji Town, there is a distance of almost more than 50 meters, the grass growth in this season is already very high, at least Fu Zhiyong and they are lying in the grass with a big backpack on their backs, it is difficult to find them outside.

Since it is now a stall for lunch, there is now only one of the five patrols of the original two groups of the Japanese army, and the number of devils at the entrance of the town has not decreased, but it has been guarded by another group of people.

"Vigorously kill the patrol with me in a while, Yu Hua, you take the other two to directly attack the devils at the entrance of the town, and the first round of attacks must suppress their firepower and stick to fight." Fu Zhiyong climbed forward for some distance and whispered to the four soldiers who followed him.

"Understood...... all four soldiers nodded in agreement, and the MP28 submachine gun in their hands also gently pulled the bolt, pushing the bullet into the chamber......

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