Not to mention that Wu Xiaoyun and they had already set up a plan to save Yu Youlin, in terms of Madang Fortress, the Japanese army concentrated superior forces and launched four attacks on the Changshan position, but none of them achieved any effect. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The attack of the Hatada detachment failed, with hundreds of casualties, and the Japanese used naval gunboats to shell the Changshan position.

For a time, the cannon roared on the Changshan position.

Garrisoned on the Changshan position were the 2nd Navy Corps and the 2nd Marine Detachment, with a total strength of about 2,000 men.

In addition to being equipped with three Type 38 guns, there are also eight reinforced concrete heavy machine gun bunkers, although the Japanese army has the advantage of land, sea and air, but for a while and a half can no longer help the Changshan position.

The day after the loss of the Xiangshan position, as more and more Japanese troops landed in the direction of Xiangkou and Dongliu, the attack on Changshan became more and more fierce.

The Japanese were bombed by naval guns and planes, and the casualties on the Changshan position increased all of a sudden.

The air force of Guo J also flew to help and fought fiercely with the Japanese army in the sky over Madang, but due to being outnumbered, although it gave the Japanese army a lot of trauma, its own losses were also great.

By the afternoon, more than half of the officers and men of the navy and the marines guarding the Changshan position had already suffered more than half of the casualties, and Lao Chiang, Chen Cixiu, and Xie Zhegang, commander of the naval fortress, all called one after another to commend the officers and men who had made great sacrifices in holding the Changshan position.

However, the more the Japanese army sent more reinforcements, but the reinforcements of the 16th Army were nowhere to be seen.

The phone of the Mahu Fortress Headquarters couldn't get through, and Mr. Li didn't know where he had gone, so he finally got in touch and asked for reinforcements, and the reinforcements were still on the way!

Fifteen kilometers of road, actually ran for a day and a night before it arrived, the angry Bao Changyi scolded the commander of the 167th Division, Xue Weiying, was a pig, a rice bucket, and incompetent.

When asked, the 167th Division actually took a detour to avoid the bombing of the Japanese army.

In the evening, the Japanese stopped the infantry assault, the fire of the naval guns began to become more intense, and a large number of fighters flew over the Changshan position and bombarded the core main position indiscriminately.

The two heavy machine-gun bunkers guarding the mouth of Taibo Lake were blown up by the Japanese army, the roadblocks were removed, and the Japanese Hatian detachment launched another attack.

The battle lasted until midnight, and the Japanese army, at a high cost of casualties, burst onto Changshan and cut the Changshan position into several sections.

At this time, most of the officers and men in the Shanghai at the Changshan position had already died, and there was not much ammunition left, and the reinforcements were still far away!

The Changshan position is in danger!

Once the Changshan position is lost, Madang Fortress is in danger

Lao Jiang jumped to his feet in the air-raid shelter near the mansion and scolded Li Yunxun for being incompetent, the 16th Army was nearby, and it was a big joke that he could not send troops to support the Changshan position.

Lao Jiang is in a hurry and there is no way, who let him use these rice bucket generals.

At this time, on July 31, at 12 o'clock in the night, the Japanese army opened fire on Janggufeng at Hongyi-ri in North Korea, capturing Zhanggufeng at 4:40 a.m. and Shachobong at 6 a.m.

The next day, the Japanese attacked again in the area of Lake Hassan.

The conflict between Japan and the Soviet Union in the Zhanggufeng area officially broke out.

By the time Chiang received the news, it was already the next day, and the outbreak of a conflict between Japan and the Soviet Union was undoubtedly a good thing for China.

Soviet Russia is not China, it is not a weak and bullying master, it will definitely not swallow its anger, and it will definitely fight back.

From such an objective point of view, it will involve some of the energy of the Japanese troops in China.

It would also have an impact on the Japanese army's strategy of attacking Wuhan.

This may have been a turning point in the Sino-Japanese War, and Lao Chiang was as excited as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, and frequently convened think tanks and staff members to discuss the outbreak of conflict between Japan and the Soviet Union, and even the impact of the outbreak of war on China's War of Resistance against Japan.

Ask the people below to make a prediction, or a response.

There seemed to be a sense in the dark, Leng Feng felt that something big was about to happen, but they couldn't get in touch with the command vehicle directly now, so he didn't know that the conflict between Japan and the Soviet Union on Zhang Gufeng's side broke out as scheduled.

When I got up in the morning, I washed my face with cold water, had breakfast in the store, greeted Zeng Renjian, and the two of them went out in the direction of the south of the town.

casually asked a passer-by and figured out the address of Lao Hong's house.

The town is not big, and after walking for more than ten minutes, I saw a house, with an open door, in which five or six people were busy bare-chested, and there was a clanging sound from time to time.

"Hung family tin"

Inherited for seven generations, it is already a century-old store.

"Excuse me, is Master Hong here?" The gate was open, and Leng Feng walked in directly and asked loudly into the courtyard.

"Who are you looking for?" A young man who was naked turned his head, straightened up, and walked over with a hammer in his hand, and asked vigilantly.

"I'm looking for Master Hong."

"What are you looking for my master?" The young man's expression was still guarded.

"I have another tin pot, my mouth is broken, I want to ask Master Hong to see it, can you fix it?" Leng Feng explained.

"You're here to fix the pot?"

"Yes, yes, I came here, I heard that Master Hong is a famous tin pot master, and it has been passed down for seven generations, and I am an ancient pot ......"

"My master has never repaired ancient pots for others, I'm sorry, this gentleman, you can go."

"Why don't you repair the ancient pot?"

"No, this is the rule set by my master, and it is also the rule of the Hong family's tin, only make new pots, not old pots." The youth explained.

"This, I'm finally here, I've come all the way, always let me see Master Hong, say a few words before leaving, right?" Leng Feng frowned, and said a little unwillingly.

"My master is sick and doesn't see any guests."

"I'm sick, I'm a Langzhong, I can see Master Hong, really, Xiaojian ......"

Zeng Renjian carried the signboard of Leng Feng walking, and the cloth banner of "Specializing in the Treatment of Incurable Diseases" was displayed in the wind, attracting the attention of people all over the yard.

"Senior brother, what's the matter with this person, the master is sick and recuperating." A man in his thirties walked over, walking like a tiger, and at first glance he was the head of five or six people in this courtyard.

"Senior brother, he is a ...... in Langzhong"

"What's wrong with Langzhong, Master's illness, Doctor Luo in the town can't do it, what can he do as a wild Langzhong?"

"This brother is wrong, although I am a Langzhong, but not a wild Langzhong, a disease that others can't cure, it doesn't mean that I can't be cured, I came from the name of Master Muhong, even if he refuses to repair the ancient pot for me, as a Langzhong, it is my duty to save the life and help the wounded."

"Senior brother, why don't we ask this Lang Zhong to try, Master's illness can't be delayed any longer!"

"Senior brother, you know who he is, so dare to let him treat the master?" The senior brother scolded unhappily.

"Senior brother, Doctor Luo said no, Master is sick like this, why don't you die as a horse doctor?" At this time, the other four people who were working in the yard also gathered around.

The senior brother still wanted to insist, but the junior brothers all looked at him earnestly, if he didn't agree, the love of the senior brother would be hurt.

"Okay, just let him try."

Leng Feng nodded slightly, being a doctor is particular, if the master doesn't ask for it, he can't make a move, this is not the medical ethics of being a doctor, but an ancient precept.

"Let me first state that the consultation fee in this Lang is very expensive, so if you can't afford it, don't ask for it."

Senior Brother's face suddenly darkened.

"Lang Zhong, how much do you want?"

"Healed, pay the bill, five oceans!" Leng Feng stretched out his hand.

"Okay, as long as it can be cured, what if you are given five oceans?"

"Then it's a deal."

Entering the hall, in the room on the left, on a wooden bed, Leng Feng saw a middle-aged man in his forties, covered with a thin quilt, his breath was very weak, his face was pale, his hands naturally drooped, and he grabbed it with a little force.

A teenager takes care of him at the bedside, constantly wiping the forehead of a middle-aged man with a towel.

"Xiao Hao!"

"Senior brothers, senior brothers."

"This is my master's only son, his big name is Hong Hao, my master Hong Tiannan." The elder brother introduced on his behalf.

"Hello." Leng Feng nodded at Hong Hao, "My surname is Hao, just call me Hao Langzhong." ”

"On such a hot day, why is the patient still covered with the quilt, I see that he still seems to have a high fever...... Leng Feng stepped forward and was about to lift the quilt.

"Hao Langzhong, slow!" When the senior brother saw it, he was anxious, and he grabbed Leng Feng's hand with a hint of horror in his eyes.

"What's wrong, is there a problem?" Leng Feng sniffed and smelled a familiar smell of blood, this was not a disease, it was an injury.

"Hao Langzhong, you just need to see a doctor, you don't need to lift the quilt, my master ordered him not to let people lift his quilt."

"This brother, what kind of illness does your master have, on a hot day, you need to cover the quilt, so you are not afraid that he will suffer from heat stroke?"

"Yes, senior brother, why does Master cover the quilt......

"Yes, on such a hot day, Master himself still has a fever."

"It's ......"

"Hao Langzhong, can you take a step to speak?" Beads of sweat the size of soybeans rolled down the senior brother's nervous forehead, obviously under great pressure in his heart.

Leng Feng nodded, and walked with the senior brother to the hall outside.

"Hao Langzhong, my master is not sick, he was shot." Senior Brother lowered his voice and said to Leng Feng.

"Shot, this is not a joke, this has to be treated quickly, it's too late, and people will die." The cold front has already seen it.

"There is no doctor in the town who can treat gunshot wounds, only Peixian county seat or go to Yutai, Peixian County is occupied by the Japanese himself, and my master ......can't hold out at all on the Yutai side."

"Then you can't just put someone at home, cover him with a quilt, and hide the truth, isn't this accelerating his injury?"

"This is what Master has explained, and I can't help it."

"Your brain is in water, your master is burned and confused, you are also confused, I think he will not survive tomorrow if he continues like this." Leng Feng really couldn't get angry.

"I ......"

"You go, get everyone else away, I'll stay with you, I'll show you first, if you can save it, save it, if you can't save it, prepare for the future."

"Hey!"

This is not a county seat, and even if the devil knows, he may not be able to get in, so this senior brother is not afraid of Leng Feng to tell the truth.

Leng Feng sighed, he just saved one yesterday, and another one came today.

Senior Brother blasted the other senior brothers out of the room, leaving him, Leng Feng, and Zeng Renjian in the room.

Lifting the quilt, a strong smell of blood rushed straight to the brain, on Hong Tiannan's stomach, holding a piece of gauze, the blood was almost soaked, obviously the injury was not light.

"You bandaged it?"

The senior brother nodded awkwardly.

"Is there any debridement, disinfection?" Leng Feng asked, and when he saw the stunned appearance of the senior brother, he knew that he probably didn't do anything, so he just wrapped it up.

What's the difference between this and "killing"?