Chang Xueguang originally thought that this was a new trick played by the devil, so he did not come back directly after leaving the prison, but walked out of the city, intending to make a gesture of escape and see the devil's reaction. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Unexpectedly, the city gate was the same as the city, the city was full of red flags, and the devil soldiers didn't see any of them, and no one came to pay attention to him even when he went out of the city.

It wasn't until this time that Chang Xueguang really reacted, something big happened in Datong City, and he turned around and hurried back, only to meet Zheng Xicai at the junction location.

That is, when the whole city was confused and didn't know what was happening, the loudspeaker used for air defense sirens in Datong City made a deafening sound, and then a deep male voice sounded: "Hey, hey!" ”

The sudden sound caused the whole city to fall silent, and all eyes looked in the direction from which the sound came from, but they were soon disappointed to find that the voice never sounded again.

But after a short silence, there was a burst of passionate music from the speaker, which made Zheng Xicai and Chang Xueguang sound a sense of familiarity, but suddenly they couldn't remember what music it was, until the first lyrics came out, and the faces of the two people changed instantly.

Arise, you who do not want to be slaves, and cast our flesh and blood into our new Great Wall......

......, it turned out to be "March of the Volunteers".

Expressions of astonishment, shock, and bewilderment alternated on the faces of the two undergrounds, and then all expressions turned into ecstasy.

It was this piece that sustained them all for countless days and nights, and it was this piece that inspired them to hold their chests open in the face of the enemy's sword, and no one knew it better than the revolutionaries, never before.

Almost desperately, all the revolutionaries in Datong City sang proudly to the passionate music, even in the face of the enemy's planes and artillery at this moment, they would not give in, this moment, belongs to them.

Zheng Xicai and Chang Xueguang were also singing, tears of excitement flashed in their eyes, how many times have revolutionaries finally been able to stand in their own cities and sing their own songs, without worrying that there will be enemies to drive them away.

All the young people and students in Datong City, and even some agents of the military and central unifications, are also singing loudly, just because they are also Chinese.

At this moment, under the sky of Datong City, there is no murmur, and there is only one voice under the sky, that is, "March of the Volunteers".

The sound of the song became more and more passionate and high-pitched, as if it was about to break through the sky above its head and pierce the ground under its feet.

There was no fear, no fear, everyone forgot everything, even the babbling children felt that they were quiet, and all the Datong people came out of the room, facing the red flags, singing songs that would make them desperate.

One after another vivid faces flashed in front of their eyes, they were their relatives, friends, lovers, and their figures seemed to emerge on the red flags, they were facing the enemy's artillery fire, and they were fighting for the rise of New China with their youth and blood.

Three times in a row, the impassioned "March of the Volunteers" finally stopped, and the whole city fell into a short silence, Zheng Xicai and Chang Xueguang also stopped, glanced at each other, and smiled relatively bitterly, but the excitement in their eyes could not be concealed in any way.

Neither of them spoke, not because they were excited, but because they had just sung too hard, and their voices were hoarse, and it was difficult to make a little more sound, so they could only smile bitterly.

"Hey, hey!" The rich male voice sounded again, making the whole Datong fall into silence again, and everyone was looking forward to that voice to explain what happened in Datong overnight yesterday?

The man's voice did not disappoint everyone, and sure enough, it sounded again: "Compatriots, today is a memorable day, so I only dedicate a "March of the Volunteers" to the heroes who fought on the battlefield of resistance against Japan, whether it is past, present or future, may their heroic souls live forever!" ”

The man's voice was calm with a hint of trembling, and he said softly: "In addition, I announce that from today onwards, Datong will be restored!" ”

"Hooray......

"Dad~, have you seen it...... Datong has recovered!"

"Down with Japanese imperialism!"

"Kill all the Japanese dogs!"

It seemed that in an instant, the whole of Datong fell into a complete frenzy, and countless people rushed into the streets, rushing towards the homes of the Japanese and the shops they opened.

But what they were destined to be disappointed was that as soon as they moved, fierce gunshots rang out, making them stunned and stopped, not figuring out whether the voice in the loudspeaker was true or false, and if it was really a great recovery, why would there be gunshots?

"Compatriots, we are the Independent Regiment of the Second Route Army of the Northeast Anti-Japanese Coalition Army, Datong Guangfu I know you are very excited and want to kill those Japanese devils. But I have to remind you not to forget the cities that are still in the occupied zone. ”

"I want to kill all those Japanese more than you, but for the sake of my compatriots in the occupied areas, I hope you can refrain from it. They are hostages in our hands, and those compatriots in the surrounding mines have to rely on them to get them back, so I want you to understand that. ”

"In addition, the CCP's underground organization, the Military Unification Bureau, and the Central Unification Bureau, you should not be idle, let Lao Tzu come out to maintain order, don't play your own little abacus, otherwise Lao Tzu will let you know where those little devils have gone."

In addition to the previous words to the people of Datong, the last sentence was clearly said to the major secret agencies, and it was extremely unkind.

Datong has recovered, and it is so simple and silent.

When the telegram was sent to the whole country, countless people thought it was a dream, and many more people did not know where this independent regiment came from and what the Second Route Army of the Anti-Japanese Union was.

"Baga, Baga, Baga" Lieutenant General Hasunuma Fan, commander of the Japanese garrison in Mongolia, viciously tore the telegram in his hand to smitherere, scolding every time he tore it, as if he wanted to tear this independent regiment out of nowhere at the same time.

"General. Shall we send troops to retake Datong? The staff officer asked in a low voice.

"Baga, you are a pig, do you understand pigs? If you take it back, what will you take? Take your pig brains? Hasunuma slammed the piece of paper in his hand into the staff officer's face while scolding viciously.

Hasunuma also wanted to get Datong back, but now he didn't have a mobile force at his disposal.

The Soviets on the border want to defend, the Pusui army led by Fu Zuoyi on the side of Wuyuan County wants to defend, the guerrillas in the Chanan area have recently begun to make trouble again, and Hasunuman now has no other way but to watch the independent regiment go unchecked. (To be continued.) )