More than an hour after dawn, the devil's plane appeared in the sky again, buzzing like a nasty fly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoFrom south to north, from east to west, but the shadow of the devil brigade can no longer be found.

The battlefield in the north of the city has not yet been cleaned, the wounded have been withdrawn, and the artillery and machine guns have been taken away or hidden, but there are still a lot of guns scattered on the ground, and more are of course the corpses of devils. The devil plane circled for a long time, and finally confirmed that the locust army had been dealt a annihilating blow. With extreme anger, the plane looked around for its target, bombed and strafed the neighboring villages, and then turned back to Huaiyang City, vented outside the city, and then flew away in a daze.

As soon as the planes left, the troops outside the city came out of their shelters, organized men, distributed weapons and ammunition, and accepted tasks; The air defense forces are also nervously building concealed positions to protect key areas; Transport teams and stretcher teams also took public action.

The damage caused by the devil planes was not large, the Chinese X army was scattered and hidden, and the besieging troops were also effectively protected in the serpentine communication trenches. Even in the middle of a battle, a few planes with a small amount of ammunition can hardly change the tide of battle.

The reinforcements were exhausted, and the Japanese troops in Huaiyang City were inexplicably frightened, seeing that the trench outside the city was still persevering and approaching, they felt that the noose had been put around their necks and was slowly tightening. While continuing to ask for help from the outside world, he strengthened the city's defenses and built barricades in the city. Seeing that there were artillery movements on the east, west, and south sides outside the city, the devil judged that the enemy was relying on the superiority of troops to encircle Sanque and that it was possible to launch a fierce attack on three sides, so he concentrated his forces relatively and focused on deploying defenses.

The outside of the city is pressing step by step, and the atmosphere in the city is also depressed and depressed, and the devils drive away the people, sweep the shooting area, build street battle fortifications, and take the last obscenity.

The people in the city guessed that the end of the devil was coming, and behind the enduring silence was the angry flames, and people's hearts were floating, looking forward to the rumbling cannons of the siege.

In a house in the middle of the city, three people are secretly discussing things.

"Is there a way?" Wang Liming was not prepared to hope for any satisfactory answer. Instead, he wanted to speak for his decision.

Fan Zhang pulled his eyelids down, and the corners of his mouth went up slightly, as a sign of inconvenience to say anything.

"Let's wait for the recovery and then join the army for the country, right?" Wu Yiwen tried to speak, his voice was not as tall as before, and he seemed to be restrained by shame.

"Wait?" Wang Liming asked in a low voice, and then stayed for a long time before shaking his head: "It's too passive, what if the national * army can't capture the city?" Are we deceiving ourselves, as we have done before? ”

"I asked myself the same thing," Wu Yiwen's voice was a little higher, "I don't have to wait. Here's what I thought: it's a shame that we're going to die here, and there's no good in it. ”

"Yes, we are highly educated, alas; The power of three people is too small to be of any use. Wang Liming nodded and said.

Suddenly, he stood up, raised his voice like an orator, and his tone became fierce, "However, there is no hierarchy between a college student and a peasant, and on the other hand, there is no hierarchy for those who do not want to be slaves of the country, their lives are the same, blood, there is no high or low; Whoever sheds blood on the ground is equally valuable in sacrificing for the sake of the country. Whether to be patriotic or not is half determined by knowledge and half by emotion. ”

After a pause, he continued: "If we suppress our emotions in a duel for the survival of our nation, our knowledge becomes a tool for selfishness. To sacrifice is not just to be a hero; At a time when the nation is in peril, death is the duty of each of us, not any special honor. Those who want to steal life say that death is the easiest thing, and those who decide to sacrifice know the value of death. I will die here, even if I do my meager strength for the besieging national* army. Let the people in the city, outside the city, and the devils know that there are still Chinese who are unwilling to be slaves to the country. ”

"I see what you mean!" Fan Zhang's thick lips seemed to be struggling. "Death is not to end this life quickly, but to pass on a little immortal spirit."

"I'll say it again," Wang Liming's wide head rose with some red light: "I am not heroic, but honestly fulfill the responsibility of the people." Heroism is to take the opportunity to show himself, and it is his duty to die and be buried together with his compatriots, without even a tombstone. ”

"Okay," Wu Yiwen puffed up his not strong chest, "Say your way!" I am willing to accompany you to death! ”

"Let's swear first!"

Wu Fan and the others also stood up.

"Wu Yiwen, Fan Zhang, Wang Liming, are willing to die for the country and fight for the eternal independence and freedom of the nation; The bodies and names of the three of us will be destroyed together, but the spirit, justice and peace will always be on earth! ”

"Forever on earth!" Wu Fan responded in unison.

A pure smile spread across their faces, and they felt that death was the sweetest, sacrifice was the most noble beauty, and the blood of their bodies was like nectar.

Then, they calmly discussed practical solutions. The most difficult thing to decide—death—has been decided, and they need no more to cry out with great passion, but to bring out the highest wisdom, and with wisdom and courage, they must go on the road of eternal light.

It was as if they had heard a subtle divine call in their ears, so they did not panic or be afraid; There is some of the most beautiful rhythms in their words. As if in response to that call, the kagura of national revival fluttered from the heartstrings.

None of the three of them wanted to be heroes. age, knowledge, and ideals do not allow them to still indulge in the stories of "Wu Song Fights the Tiger" or "Going to the Meeting with a Single Knife"; None of them wanted to be traitors. Age, knowledge, and ideals are not allowed to kneel in front of anyone casually.

However, they were trapped in the dead city. Between the heroes and the traitors, there is only one gap left for them - to put aside the loyal and the traitorous, and bow their heads to be the walking dead: eat and drink as usual, and in the most embarrassing season they can drink two glasses of wine, and when they are drunk, they will cover their heads and fall asleep. It's easy to do, and it's almost self-protecting.

Yes, it is indeed impossible to get into this gap, and there is indeed no way to do ****** strength, and the three of them get together, but they can only lift a big stone. What's the use of being able to throw a stone and just kill an enemy? In terms of mental path, even if the three of them can plan a plan for salvation, bayonets and bullets are always by their side; Prisoners bound to the execution ground cannot save themselves with knowledge. It's unthinkable.

Wang Liming is the strongest of the three. I graduated from college a year away; The enemy's artillery fire shattered the good dreams of his life. He could never admit that he was a slave to the country, nor could he forget his ancestors and the nation. (To be continued.) )