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"Mom. Yes, what are these devils doing with white cloth strips tied to their heads, are there dead people in the family? ”

The officers and men of the 122nd Division hid behind the ruins and prepared for the last battle of their lives, although they did not know the customs of the Japanese, but in China, the head was tied with a strip of white cloth, and the head was either smashed by someone, or the family was dead and wore linen and filial piety.

So, they laughed out loud in their desperate situation, cursing, hoping that the whole family of these devils would die.

"Commander, the devil is here!"

Zhou Tong, the county magistrate, shouted that he was a man of letters, and he was still wearing a long shirt, but the top of the long shirt was now covered with stains and blood, and it was almost impossible to distinguish the color, and he held a bloody bayonet in his hand, looking more like a butcher.

Hahaha......

Wang Mingzhang put down the phone and laughed wildly.

Could it be that he saw that this Teng County could no longer be defended, and everyone had no way to escape, and he was already frightened crazy?

Zhou Tongxin thought, he couldn't help but feel a little proud, at least he wasn't scared crazy, he could save a little bit of his last dignity, everyone was going to die, it didn't matter if he was crazy or not, but as a literati, he hoped that when he died, he would still have a little bit of dignity - he was also the county magistrate of Teng County, and he wanted to go down in history with this battle!

Wang Mingzhang was crazy, crazy with joy, and the laughter of all the soldiers was connected, floating in the ruined Tengxian County, and in the whining wind, it was full of pathos,

Even Zhou Tong couldn't help but laugh along, in this life, crying, laughing and dying, there are no regrets.

Many people in Teng County hid in their houses, watching this tragic scene from the crack in the door, and burst into tears one by one, these Sichuan soldiers failed to stop the brutal Japanese army to protect them, but they all knew that these people did their best, with blood and life, to keep the dignity of the soldiers.

"Great good news, brethren!"

Wang Mingzhang laughed wildly: "Lu Yuan and his Sichuan Army Independent Regiment raided Tianjin, blew up the Japanese Tianjin Headquarters, captured the two old dogs of Umezu Mijiro and Kazuki Seiji alive, as well as the Japanese royal family and chaebol The battle viewing group, the Sichuan Army Independent Regiment can make such a miraculous feat, and our 22nd Group Army has a lot to do with the strength of our 22nd Group Army to contain the Japanese army here, and there is ......a share of each of you in this feat."

"Hahaha, the Sichuan Army Independent Regiment is doing a beautiful job, the Sichuan Army is mighty!"

"The Nationalist Government has not treated our Sichuan army well, but we Sichuan people have never lived up to the ...... of the country."

"If I can survive, I must go to work with my fellow villagers in Luyuan, so that the little devil can take a good look at the strength of our Sichuan army, we Sichuan people are not easy to mess with!"

Many soldiers laughed wildly, for them, hearing the news at this time, they died without regrets.

"Brothers, Teng County can no longer hold it, we have done our best!"

Wang Mingzhang took a deep breath and said: "Let's join us to launch the last wave of charges against the little devils, and break through separately, if anyone can get out alive, bring a word to that road for me, as long as our Sichuan army is in one day, we will never give in to the little devils, and we must fight it...... Rush with me! ”

In the roar, Wang Mingzhang took the lead in rushing towards the Japanese army that rushed in, and the remaining seven or eight hundred Sichuan soldiers also began to roar fiercely, brandishing various weapons, and pounced on the Japanese army.

"Kill!"

Zhou Tong was also roaring, doing his best to be the last heroic in the life of a weak scholar, and also rushed forward.

Bullets were whistling, bayonets were stabbing hard......

The big knife swung and slashed at the devil's head!

The lead clouds were low, the sun and the moon were dull, and even the sky could not bear to witness this tragic scene again.

"Die......"

Wang Mingzhang roared and smashed the head of a Japanese soldier with the butt of a gun, and led several personal guards to rush left and right, fighting desperately with the Japanese army, but those Japanese soldiers had already noticed him, and dozens of Japanese soldiers had already surrounded him around him, and his guards kept falling.

"Baga, surrender, you can't run......"

There are interpreters in the Japanese army shouting, capture a country alive. The high-ranking generals of the army are definitely a great achievement, especially when the current Tianjin operation, which is far away, has dealt a great blow to them.

"Surrender to you. Damn! ”

Not only Wang Mingzhang is roaring, but all the soldiers of the Sichuan army are roaring, so many people are dead, they will never surrender.

Seeing this group of ragged but high-spirited soldiers, the Japanese army also knew that it was useless to persuade them to surrender, so they pounced with bayonets and screamed, stabbing the soldiers to the ground one after another.

Woohoo Woo ......

Wang Mingzhang, who was fighting bravely to kill, suddenly shook his body, his stomach was torn open by bullets Several huge blood holes, trembling and falling to the ground and unable to get up again, but he was still roaring hard to inspire the soldiers: "Rush, kill, ......"

Some of the Sichuan soldiers broke through to the city wall, and the city was full of Japanese soldiers, and there was no point in holding on any longer, so they began to tie ropes and slide down the city to seek a chance of survival.

Zhou Tong also followed these soldiers to break through to the city, and he saw a large number of Japanese troops surrounding Wang Mingzhang, and the bayonets stabbed through like rags, and his heart was grief-stricken as if it was about to crack.

All around, blood-colored, he remembered his oath.

"County Magistrate Zhou, brothers, you go quickly, if you don't leave, it's too late...... Live to avenge us, avenge the division commander! ”

Several soldiers of the Sichuan army, covered in blood, blocked the stairs of the city wall, and fought with the Japanese soldiers who tried to rush to the top of the city, shouting to buy time for their comrades who climbed to the top of the city.

"China will not die! The Chinese nation will not die! I want to show with my actions that the Chinese people will not yield to the enemy and that the spirit of the Chinese nation will not perish! ”》≠》≠，

Looking at these soldiers, looking at Wang Mingzhang who fell to the ground like rags, Zhou Tong suddenly screamed, and then jumped down from the top of the city more than ten meters high!

"County Magistrate Zhou......"

The soldiers were screaming, and the old and weak women and children in the city who were hiding in their houses were screaming and crying.

"Since the Anti-Japanese War, there have only been martyrs of generals, and there have been no martyrs of magistrates, and I would like to set this precedent!"

Everyone remembered Zhou Tong's oath, and at this moment, he jumped down from the city to die.

Tengxian County has finally been breached, but this city, the people here, will never forget what these Sichuan soldiers and soldiers, as well as Wang Mingzhang and Zhou Tongtong have done.

The 10th Brigade occupied Teng County, and Isoya Ryosuke's troops could finally attack Xuzhou Taierzhuang with confidence and boldness, and Tang Enbo's troops finally attacked, and the 20,000 troops thundered and killed the 100 'extremely strong' Japanese troops who blocked them for a day and a night, and surrounded the rear of Xuzhou.

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