Wang Yucheng and 13 brothers who were injured and could not continue to follow the movement of the main army stayed.

Each and every one of them knew that the soldiers were in their last battle. When the battle is over, they can go with relief.

Two boxes of explosives were piled up next to them, and they didn't even bother to take a second look. For them, when those Orientals rush into battle, whether it is a bullet or a box of explosives to end their lives, the result is the same:

Die not to be a prisoner!

Some of them had been captives and knew what the word "captive" meant. That's despair, that's shame!

Only those who have experienced the loss of freedom know that life is no longer so important compared to freedom.

They looked at the rushing army with the most contemptuous eyes, they were fearless, they looked at death as home!

They used the weapons they had seized from the hands of the Yue army to strike at the rushing Yue army, and none of them spoke, and their eyes were so calm.

Ready, every soldier here is ready!

Wang Yucheng glanced back, and he could no longer see Gao Fei and the brothers, and he smiled with satisfaction.

Farewell, my brother! Wang Yucheng said silently in his heart.

A cannonball smashed over, rumbling and instantly submerging the entire position, and when the shelling passed, Wang Yucheng crawled out of the soil: "Is there anyone alive?" ”

"Yes!"

"Yes! Two were killed, and the brothers were there! ”

"Don't be a bad seed if you are alive, brothers, fight!" The machine gun in Wang Yucheng's hand hissed again, and in the "sudden" voice, Wang Yucheng said loudly: "We have a saying in Sichuan, if you mess with it, you should fall asleep if you die!" Brothers, it! ”

"Sir, how did you lose your leg?"

"It's a big loss!" The heroism on the battlefield at the beginning returned to Wang Yucheng: "That's a good time, brothers, fight, the big army has rushed out, and the lives of Lao Tzu are left here!" When you get to the bottom, I invite you to drink! ”

"Sir, you said that!" A soldier laughed loudly, picked up a box of explosives, and pulled the fuse: "Little devils, the master is from the Central Teaching Corps!" ”

He just rolled down in the direction of the army's charge.

"Good brother, Lao Tzu's name is Wang Yucheng, and his words count!" Facing his back, Wang Yucheng shouted loudly!

The brother of the Central Teaching Corps laughed and cursed, and when the fuse burned to the end, the explosion that "boomed" into the sky refused to disperse over the battlefield for a long time

"Little devils, the master is from the 51st Division!" Another brother stood up, also holding a box of explosives, and screamed and pounced on the devils who had already rushed into battle.

"Good brother, good brother! Happy, happy! Wang Yucheng laughed and cried at the same time, when the machine gun bullets were finished, he picked up the rifle and hit, and when the rifle bullets were finished again, he picked up the grenade and threw it out.

The smoke of gunfire did not dissipate, and the position was quiet.

There were four brethren left, and each of them had serious wounds. They gathered around Wang Yucheng with difficulty: "Sir, there are no bullets, no explosives, no grenades." ”

"What a person who can't get by." Wang Yucheng was still smiling there, then took out a pistol from his side and checked it: "Five bullets, enough!" Brethren, hit the road! ”

"Sir, let's hit the road together!"

"I used to be just a farmer, and I never thought that I would be a soldier, let alone an official, and I even got involved with the Orientals!" Glancing at the Chinese soldiers on the opposite side of the position, who were killed by the Chinese soldiers, and were completely afraid of the life-for-life fight, and cautiously approached the Yue army, Wang Yucheng smiled contemptuously and said: "But I am a soldier, and I have fucking killed so many people."

Speaking of this, he suddenly pointed the muzzle of the gun at the head of a brother, and with a "bang", the gunshot rang out, and the brother fell to the ground in response, and blood splashed Wang Yucheng's face!

None of the brothers on the side even took a second look: "And then?" ”

Wang Yucheng pulled the bolt of the gun: "Then we fought in Sichuan, and one day, suddenly stopped fighting, saying that the Orientals had entered our country, and everyone was unanimous in their guns, and the Orientals were driven out first, and then we dealt with this little matter within ourselves."

The gunfire rang out a second time, and the second brother fell at Wang Yucheng's feet.

"I heard that when the Sichuan army swore to leave Sichuan, hundreds of thousands of people, mighty?" A brother leaned his head closer to the muzzle of Wang Yucheng's gun and asked curiously.

"yes." Wang Yucheng nodded: "Hundreds of thousands of people, I will never forget that scene for the rest of my life." Our commander told us what it means to fight a civil war. If you have the ability, you will go with the Orientals."

The third gunshot rang out, and only the last soldier left by Wang Yucheng's side, who was at most fifteen or sixteen years old.

"What about the Dead Word Flag?" Xiao Bing also put his head under Wang Yucheng's gun and asked curiously.

"It's still there, right at the high sir!" Wang Yucheng caressed the little soldier lovingly, this is still a child, as old as his son, he can't do it, but he can't do it, he has to do it, this child must not fall into the hands of the Orientals:

"That flag, has been with us from Sichuan to Shanghai, from Shanghai to Nanjing, doll, don't worry, the senior will one day take this flag to avenge us!"

"I don't worry, I believe!" The little soldier smiled, then closed his eyes: "Come on, sir, let's do it, the little devil is coming!" ”

The army had already rushed into the position, and they looked at everything in front of them in great amazement, looking at these [***] people in front of them who would rather be killed by their own people than be taken prisoner!

Wang Yucheng's gun let out a fourth shot, he hugged the dead soldier, as if he was crazy, gently stroked the child in his arms who had lost his life, and said to a foolish person:

"Someday, Goofy will come back someday. None of you know him, none of you know him, he won't watch his brother die in vain, no! ”

He reversed the muzzle of the gun and aimed it at his temple: "Believe me, one day, Goofy will be back!" ”

It was the fifth gunshot, and the last on this small position.

Go to the country with death, die for the country! Every [***] person on this position has fulfilled this oath!

Wang Yucheng, the former company commander of the 6th Company of the 3rd Battalion of the 76th Brigade of the 151st Brigade of the 26th Division of the Sichuan Army, died at the last moment of the Nanjing Breakout, and was posthumously promoted to the lieutenant colonel of the National Revolutionary Army!

These five gunshots on the battlefield told everyone themselves:

The war has just begun!

Wang Yucheng unswervingly believed until his death:

One day, Goofy will definitely come back to avenge every martyred Chinese soldier!

(End of the second volume of "Scarlet Battle Flag"!!) ）