January 30, 1938 is the traditional Chinese New Year Chinese New Year's Eve.

It was dusk, the red glow in the sky was gorgeous and colorful, the sun was setting, and the blood-red sun emitted the last trace of heat and slowly fell.

In the forward position of Fengyang, the Japanese army was launching the last wave of attack, shells of various calibers poured down like a tsunami, making earth-shattering explosions, the earth was scorched black by the high temperature generated by the scorching shells, the position was blazing, and the burning medium was the wood, sacks and other objects that could be burned by the Chinese army in the construction of fortifications.

After the Japanese artillery shells were overwhelmed, at least one brigade of Japanese infantry slowly advanced to the position under the cover of several Type 97 tanks. The Japanese Type 97 tank weighed only 15 tons, had an off-road speed of 20 kilometers per hour, crossed the trench by 2.5 meters, and climbed a maximum of 30 degrees, and the main weapons were the Type 97 57 mm tank gun in the front of the tank, and the 7.7 mm heavy machine guns on the left and right sides, which posed a great threat to the enemy.

The defenders of the Nationalist Government on the Fengyang front line were Liu Shiyi's Su Zuxin Division of the 135th Division of the 31st Army, seeing that the Japanese soldiers were slowly approaching under the cover of tanks, and the positions that had just been bombarded by a wave of heavy shelling were quiet, as if there was no one, could it be that they were all sacrificed in the Japanese artillery fire?

In the roar of the huge engine of the Type 97 tank, the Japanese army has stepped on the enemy's position, a Japanese tank arrogantly drove into the enemy's position, the long track slowly turned, slowly stepping over the enemy's trench, suddenly, in the trench under the tank, suddenly out of the loose soil a blood-stained soldier, he held a cluster bomb composed of more than a dozen grenades in his arms, blood-red eyes as sharp as a knife, murderously looked at the tank overhead, and resolutely pulled the safety rope. With a snorting sound, a puff of white smoke came out.

A few seconds later, with a loud "boom", the cluster bomb exploded at the fragile bottom of the tank, a huge red light rose and the tank was overturned. The tracks were blown off, and the four crew members inside the tank were shaken to death by the powerful sonic boom.

Suddenly, a thunderclap-like roar sounded on the position, and countless human heads suddenly came out of the criss-crossed trenches on the quiet position just now, gritting their teeth and pulling the trigger, their weapons included Chinese formal rifles, Hanyang-made, as well as captured 38 large covers, imitation Czech light machine guns. The imitation of the Mark core heavy machine gun burst into flames in an instant, and the bullets rained down on the Japanese devils.

The Japanese soldiers did not expect that there would be so many remnants of the Chinese after the heavy artillery bombardment, and the fire was fierce, and under the surprise, the Japanese soldiers fell in a large area, and the commander saw that the situation was not right, and hurriedly ordered the troops to return fire in concealment. It is hoped that a breakthrough will be made with the support of the rest of the tanks.

Suddenly, a loud trumpet sounded on the position of the 135th Division of the 31st Army, which was the trumpet of the attack. The shouts on the position of the 135th Division shook the sky, and countless soldiers jumped out of the trenches fearlessly with their weapons in their hands, and launched a counter-charge towards the Japanese devils, and there were more soldiers behind the position to join in, unstoppable like a sea of mountains.

''Shoot. Shooting'' shouted the Japanese commander hoarsely.

............The Japanese soldiers shot desperately, and the people fell one by one, but the people in the back seemed to be crazy, and they still rushed up without fear of death.

The 57mm tank guns and heavy machine guns of the Japanese tanks also began to roar, but the troops in front of them showed great tenacity. And constantly sent death squad members to rush up with explosives bags or cluster bombs, and some quietly detoured from the criss-crossing trenches.

With a loud bang, the officers and men of the 135th Division finally blew up a Japanese tank after paying heavy losses, and the officers and men of the 135th Division became more and more courageous and rushed up one after another with red eyes.

How brave can the people of China be? The Japanese commander looked at the Chinese army all over the mountains, with a look of fear in his eyes, seeing that the situation was becoming more and more unfavorable to him, and if he didn't retreat, he was afraid that he would be surrounded by the crazy Chinese people.

"Retreat, retreat......'' Under the order of the commander, the Japanese soldiers began to retreat lifelessly, and the Japanese tanks did not dare to fall in love with the battle and withdrew back with the infantry. The officers and men of the 135th Division did not chase after them, and after driving the Japanese troops out of their positions, they also stopped, lying in the trenches and shooting at the Japanese troops.

Since it was not far from dark, the Japanese were not good at night fighting, so they opted for an armistice. For a while, there was silence on the position where the artillery fire had just been fired, and the gunsmoke gradually dispersed, as if nothing had happened.

After quickly cleaning up the battlefield, the position of the 135th Division fell into calm, and for the comrades who had just died, the living were not too sad, because this was war, and on the battlefield, death had become a habit, and the surviving soldiers understood that maybe it would be their turn tomorrow.

In a wide trench, the soldiers sat on the ground in twos and threes, resting with their backs against the trench, a middle-aged sergeant in his thirties was squinting and smoking, this Sakura brand cigarette was found on the corpse of the Japanese soldier when he was cleaning the battlefield, and slowly spit out a smoke ring, he couldn't help but secretly rejoice that he could live one more day.

''Xiao Mengshan, come over and chat with Uncle.'' The middle-aged man shouted at a soldier.

A young private walked over quickly, sat down next to the middle-aged man, his face was childish, and his big clear eyes flickered at the middle-aged man; ''Deputy He, what do you want to talk about?''

Deputy He Ban grinned; ''Baby, I remember you're eighteen years old, right?'' Tell Uncle, do you have a favorite girl?''

''Me?'' Xiao Mengshan pointed at himself, opened his mouth wide, shook his head without consideration, and said; ''You know, my family is poor, and if there is a girl from that family who would be willing to follow me?''

''That means you haven't tasted a woman?'' Deputy He Ban asked with a grin.

''No, no, why are you asking this?'' Xiao Mengshan lowered his head and said squeakily, only feeling strange and embarrassed.

Deputy He Ban sighed lightly and said; "Hou Shengzi, it's a pity, maybe when we will go to see Lord Yama, you, come to this world for nothing, it's a pity, alas, it's a pity. ‘’

Xiao Mengshan's face turned red, glanced at Deputy He Ban, and mustered up the courage to ask; ''So, what does that woman taste like?''

''How?'' Do you want to know? He Ban looked at the childish Xiao Mengshan with a smile, slowly closed his eyes, made an intoxicated appearance, and then slowly opened his eyes and said mysteriously; ''That taste, you will never forget it for the rest of your life.''' ‘’

''So, what does that taste like?'' If you say that, you don't say it. Xiao Mengshan was hung up by Deputy He Ban, and scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously.

''Lao He, you old and unserious, don't teach the young man badly, Xiao Mengshan, don't pay attention to him, you will naturally know in the future, let's guess what we eat tonight, tonight is the New Year's Evening, let's pin our heads to the waistband of our trousers, Shangfeng shouldn't treat us badly, right?'' A soldier of the same age as Deputy He Ban next to him came over with a smile and said.

''Old ginger, you foodie, you know to eat all day, tonight's Chinese New Year's Eve dinner is pork cabbage stuffed dumplings, be careful not to die.'' Deputy He Ban said angrily.

''It's better to die than to be beaten to death by Japanese devils, do you think that's the truth?'' Old Jiang said with glowing eyes. Suddenly he sniffed vigorously and muttered; ''Pork cabbage stuffed dumplings are coming. ‘’

After a while, a burst of fragrance wafted from the trenches, and Deputy He Ban couldn't help laughing, looked at Lao Jiang, and muttered to himself; ''It seems that some people have more noses than dogs. ‘’

''It's time to eat, everyone comes to line up, don't have to grab it, tonight is the Chinese New Year's Eve, fragrant dumplings, enough. The cook of the cooking class shouted joyfully.

Everyone gathered around with a coax, wiped their bowls casually, and walked over regardless of whether they were clean or not.

Everyone gobbled up the fragrant dumplings, all of them were like evil ghosts reincarnated, after all, such a good meal is usually not easy to eat.

''Lizheng, the commander of the Fifth Theater of Operations, Chief Li, has arrived. (To be continued.) )