Qiao Zhen couldn't cry and laughed and said: "Dad, I was ordered to enter Rugao County to recuperate, the casualties of our department are too great, only 800 of the 3,000 people remain, I put 2,000 people on the front line last night, and only more than 500 people survived in the end......" Saying that, Qiao Zhen couldn't help choking. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"In short, you don't have to persuade me, I will never leave, you have to leave yours." Old Man Tang had a resolute attitude, everyone couldn't persuade him, so they had to look at each other, or Qiao Zhen, the uncle, took the idea and said: "The old man is not leaving, but you have to go, everyone has to go, in the afternoon Jiangbei Right Marshal will arrive in Nantong, responsible for leading six infantry divisions and hundreds of thousands of people to fight with the Japanese, do you think Nantong can stay?" ”

"Hundreds of thousands?" The crowd was amazed.

Qiao Zhen said: "Of course, do you think that there are few soldiers in Jiangbei?" You don't know, originally Yun Shuai prepared these people to use the Northern Expedition to directly take the Beijing Division to push the Manchus against the Qing Dynasty, but they were troubled by this little Japan, alas......"

Old Man Tang said: "If he had gone on the Northern Expedition, he might have overthrown the Manchus now, so why should he have a hard time with the Japanese?" ”

Qiao Zhen said: "Yun Shuai said that after the Northern Expedition was defeated, Japan could take the opportunity to swallow Jiangbei and divide everything in China into two, and from then on China would be no country." Therefore, Yun Shuai would rather fight to the end with the Japanese, and must not split China, even if the Manchu Qing is cheaper, it is only cheaper for the Chinese, better than cheaper for foreigners, and it will not be able to get back in the future. ”

Old Man Tang sighed, stopped talking, and lay on the Taishi chair with his eyes closed, and the rest of the children and grandchildren began to move under Qiao Zhen's organization, at this time he suddenly heard the sound of cannons on the shore again, Qiao Zhen said: "This time the Japanese have really landed, everyone should leave Nantong and flee north immediately within half an hour, otherwise the Tang family will be killed, go!" ”

Forty-seven men were killed and seventy-nine wounded last night, but at such a small cost they had probed the defensive positions of the Chinese defenders, and the calculating Suzuki Thirty-two had convinced Araki Samasa and other officers with this trick alone, but the cost of casualties was somewhat too great, and they were not too embarrassed to write a war report. And Suzuki Thirty-two said nonchalantly: "Write it truthfully and report it to the headquarters." ”

"But in this case, I'm afraid you will be impeached and reprimanded by the military department." Arakisa was busy talking.

"So what does it matter?" Suzuki Thirty-two smiled and asked, "Can they still take off my rank of junior officer?" I am a staff officer who graduated from the Japanese Army University, and if they do this, I am afraid that the cadets of the Army University will not agree. ”

"Why?"

"There is an idiom in China called the death of a rabbit and the sorrow of a fox." Suzuki Thirty-two smiled slyly, "I can be punished, but if I become the first person from the Japanese Army University to be kicked out of the army for angering the imperial family, I'm afraid there will be a second, third, and fourth, and will it become a common practice for Army University graduates in the future?" ”

Araki Samasa thought about it, laughed and said, "Chief Suzuki, I think you are the old fox, and you are the fox of China." (The China here is the Japanese Chinese region, namely Hiroshima Prefecture, Yamaguchi Prefecture, Okayama Prefecture, Shimane Prefecture, and Tottori Prefecture, Suzuki 32 is a native of Okayama Prefecture, and this is the source of troops of the 5th Division)

The second landing was apparently very easy, and when the Japanese ships had just reached the shore, only two gunshots were heard, and a Japanese machine gunner standing in the bow of the ship was hit and fell on board.

"There's a sharpshooter!" Jun Cao shouted.

The landing soldiers were very nervous, and at this time they suddenly saw a flash of fire on the north side, and a gunshot rang out, and the soldier hurriedly squatted down, and the bullet hit the hull of the ship with a clang.

"Where, shoot me." Jun Cao shouted as he brandished his command knife.

At this time, in the other direction, Meng Qingfu aimed and shot, Jun Cao fell into the water in response, it turned out that the little Tartar was responsible for covering, Meng Qingfu was responsible for designing, and the two complemented each other well. Although Meng Qingfu had not studied sniping, it was obvious that he had learned to grow in the war, and after he finished shooting, he knew that the enemy would definitely counterattack where he was hiding, so he hurriedly shifted his position.

Because there were still more than 100 meters from the shore, the Japanese could not swim over, so they had to shoot to cover, but this Chinese marksman was so cunning that even the Japanese veterans could not find him, but he hit the soldiers continuously. By the time the boat reached the shore, twelve soldiers had already been shot.

When the Japanese soldiers got off the boat, Meng Qingfu had a bullet in his mouth and a bullet between his fingers, and began to fire with all his power, basically one shot at a time, knocking down the Japanese soldiers who were landing in the water with short legs to the ground one by one. In order to attract the attention of the enemy, the little tartar ran back and forth in the trench with a willow branch in his hand.

Suddenly, a naval cannon fired, and only a bang was heard, and the running branch was gone.

Meng Qingfu's heart sank, and he fired several shots to shoot the bullet into the air, and then ran to the place where the little Tartar was blown up with the gun on his back, only to find that the little Tartar was lying in a crater with his ears covered and his face dirty.

"Your kid has a big life."

Meng Qingfu ran out of the crater with the little Tartar, and then looked at the number of soldiers who landed, there were already more than thirty, and there were also several troops landing in other places, if they didn't retreat, they would be surrounded by them, so they had to pull the little Tartar and flee backwards.

The little tartar asked, "Brother, how many devils have you killed?" ”

"Eighteen."

"What? Eighteen? ”

"I feel like I've hit eighteen, but I don't know if I've killed them, the devil's gun is good, but if you don't hit the vital point, you won't die for a while."

"Then eighteen, let's go back and I'll report to Lao Ma."

The two ran for a while, the little Tartar suddenly fell to the ground, spitting blood, Meng Qingfu was dumbfounded, and hurriedly held the little Tartar and asked, "Little Tartar, what's wrong with you, little Tartar?" Didn't you get blown up? He didn't know that although the little Tartar was not directly hit, the shock wave of the cannonball shattered his internal organs, and after running for a while, the little Tartar had already come strongly.

"Brother......" said the little tartar as he vomited blood, "do you think I am a hero?" ”

"Yes, you're a hero, you're a hero." Meng Qingfu cried.

"My name is Fulcha Xulin, my family has lived in Nantong for five generations, I am from Nantong, I am from Nantong......" the little Tartar said, spitting out a mouthful of blood and planting the back of his head, and died.

Meng Qingfu cried for a while, put the body of the little Tartar on the ground, ran back with his gun and bullet belt, but suddenly saw the old horse and his brothers under the city gate, the old horse saw him carrying the rifle of the little Tartar, knew it, and just sighed.