Chapter 385: What a China, It's Really Metallurgical!
8 years, 12 days.
Happiness and sadness, pain, and anger played a 3-9.
One day in 1942, Lu Zhuhu was in Chengdu West China Hospital.
He was waiting outside the delivery room, while his godsister, Xiang sister Li Sen, was inside.
After the Olympics, Li Sen came to Chengdu No. 1 Middle School in Sichuan Province to work as a physical education teacher - just like Li Xiaomei, who Lu Zhuhu found for her at that time. In 1938, Li Sen and Shaanxi pilot Wang Longde became a couple, and they regretted that they could not invite Lu Zhuhu, so this time Lu Zhuhu must be their second child as a godfather.
This is the fifth pilot that Lu Zhuhu has known in this era - if General Wang Shuming is also counted.
The Air Force is undoubtedly on the front line of the frontal battlefield, but joining the Air Force also means nine deaths, and often those who study at the same time last few survive the war.
Life is so precious, so when the Air Force enlisted, they agreed with each other that they would never participate in the civil war, but only participate in defending against foreign invaders!
The War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression has entered a phase of stalemate, and the strength of the Chinese Air Force has been left with little left.
Her husband is in the most dangerous situation, Li Sen is naturally extremely worried day and night, Lu Zhuhu, as a "mother's family", should be by her side at this time and give her more support.
"Ah, brother, as soon as you come, my heart will be relieved."
"Don't worry, you'll be fine, and Longde will be fine, what's so difficult about this, you even won the Olympic championship, and having a baby is not like playing!" Lu Zhuhu said before sending Li Sen into the delivery room.
Li Sen also smiled and said that he was not worried.
Finally, a loud baby cry!
"The mother gave birth, it's a boy!"
Lu Zhuhu is extremely happy, his father is a pilot, his mother is an athlete, no matter which one is inherited - it will definitely not be bad in the future, haha!
Li Sen asked Lu Zhuhu to help the child choose a name, Lu Zhuhu has been thinking about it repeatedly for a long time, but the children have landed, he should not be sure, it is difficult to do!
However, the mood is still happy, Lu Zhuhu even feels that this is his happiest day since the Anti-Japanese War, and nothing can give people, the country, and the nation hope more than children.
Until......
"Oops! Not good! Maternal hemorrhage! ”
"Can't stop!"
"What can I do?"
There was chaos in the delivery room, and Lu Zhuhu's smile that had not yet fully opened was frozen on his face.
When he saw Li Sen, her face was no longer bloodless, and the bed and floor in the delivery room were full of blood that was gradually coagulating.
"How is that possible? When pigs fly? Lu Zhuhu frowned and muttered: "She is only 27 years old, she is an Olympic champion, she is in such good health, she can run faster than men!" There's no reason, you-" It's hard to believe that hours ago, this fresh little sister smiled at him and said that the war had been won, the child had grown up, and that they would go to the Olympics together......
Now......
He wanted to cry and call her name, but she didn't react anymore, and she would never jump and hug him with excitement after winning the women's 200m championship......
They said that the mother has not been able to recuperate well, and she has been depressed recently, and her psychological fluctuations are too great, and no matter how good her body is, she can't make it-
Scold!
You live in an environment where Japanese planes bomb back and forth every day, and sirens blaze for a long time, and imagine that this husband is now flying backward fighters to fight these cunning enemies, can you rest assured?
In the evening, Wang Longde and Li Sen's first son failed to rescue and died.
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One day in 1943, Lu Zhuhu was in Baishiyi, Ba County, Sichuan.
The Air Force is dangerous, and he is more concerned about the situation of his teammates in the Air Force—when he may have lost Chen Zhen and this friend.
Fu Baolu is undergoing flight practice with P-40 fighters -- a "new gadget" given to China's ace pilots after the establishment of the 14th Air Force to aid China.
After the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War, many Olympic athletes chose to participate in the anti-Japanese war, Fu Baolu performed very well in the Air Force, before going to the United States to study and train, after graduation and returning to China, was sent to the fourth brigade of the Air Force - Li Sen's husband Wang Longde was also sent to the United States for training this year.
Now Fu Baolu has indeed flown the new American P-66 fighter that Chen Zhenhe said.
It's just that this thing is not as good as Chen Zhenhe said, and it is not as advanced.
Before the start of the war, the comparison of Chinese and Japanese aircraft was more than 200 to more than 800.
In 1940, more than 40 to more than 9,000 — most of the pilots Lu Zhuhu knew died at this stage, probably including the red-faced youth.
By this year, the strength of the two sides was gradually approaching, and the number of aircraft began to be balanced, but the quality of the aircraft of the Sino-US joint air force was still much inferior to that of Japanese aircraft......
It's just obsolete rags.
The P40 fighter is already the best fighter in China at present - and now only 24 Chinese pilots such as Fu Baolu have come to receive fighter training.
"Okay, I've got a better plane—it's still rotten, but I can rest assured. Heavens, kill them! Lu Zhuhu said to Fu Baolu.
Fu Baolu gave him an American-style military salute and said OK.
Lu Zhuhu could only look from afar, guessing which one flew into the sky was Fu Baolu's one.
It must be the tallest one—
Soar into the clouds, and be proud of the clouds.
It's like Fu Baolu won the gold medal in the first leap and defeated the Japanese who had been drugged.
I saw that the plane flew higher and higher, and gradually began to do difficult maneuvers, diving, turning......
Suddenly, without warning, the P40, which was not a good one, fell straight down.
Rumble!
A loud explosion was heard in the distance.
Lu Zhuhu was stunned.
On this day, Fu Baolu was martyred at the age of 29 due to a plane failure, stalled and fell to the ground while turning.
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One day in October 1937, Lu Zhuhu was on the battlefield in Anyang, Henan.
The bullets didn't hurt him, and even the Chinese and Japanese soldiers around him didn't pay attention to him.
Lu Zhuhu knew very well that he was just watching a "three-dimensional movie", but it was more realistic.
He couldn't change all the results.
After the Lugou Bridge, the Japanese army mobilized 370,000 troops to form the North China Front, and now 160,000 arrogant Japanese troops have invaded south along the Pinghan Railway——
Three months, the destruction of China.
Zhou Xianyan also lost his job on the Zhengtai Railway.
The 32nd and 53rd armies under General Shang Zhen, commander-in-chief of the 20th Group Army and commander of the 32nd Army, moved from the Zhengding front line to Anyang, crossed the Zhanghe River on October 19, deployed defenses along the south bank, and blocked the enemy's southward advance.
Shang Zhen? Isn't that Jin Guidi, Wang Runlan, their troops?
Jin Guidi doesn't want to say that he is now an Olympic boxing champion, just take his outstanding performance in the Berlin Olympics in the original time and space, and he can also be called "Asia's No. 1 boxing champion"!
However, in this era of smoke, Jin Guidi still returned to the army as a small soldier after returning to China and went to the front line of resistance against Japan!
There is no champion in a national disaster.
It's just that he has always wanted to make an appointment with Lu Zhuhu, but he didn't make an appointment.
At dawn, the Japanese army's elite brigade smuggled across the Zhanghe River and launched a surprise attack on the south bank. The defenders hurriedly responded to the battle, the two armies were hand-to-hand combat, Shang Zhen broadsword team tried the blade for the first time, showed their skills, when the sun was rising, the corpses of the Japanese soldiers on the streets were crisscrossed, and the two brigades that the Japanese army had invested successively, with more than half of the casualties and lost the ability to continue fighting.
Fight hard!
But at this time, two enemy planes came to help!
The enemy of the backup arrived in large numbers!
A new offensive is launched on both sides of the east and west!
At the time of the stalemate, a large number of Japanese tanks suddenly appeared!
Make a way for the infantry!
World War II was the period when the development of tanks was the most rapid development, and so was Japan, but although there were many models, there were few high-grade ones, and it was reasonable to describe them as "small tanks".
It's just that Japan's small tanks are best at bullying the weak, ravaging China and Southeast Asia, and have always been in the vanguard. No matter how small, as long as there is no one on the other side, it is a behemoth, that is-
Killing machine!
Under the steel body of the tank, how can the flesh and blood of man resist!
For a while, the Chinese army couldn't catch it!
Lu Zhuhu saw Jin Guidi again.
A year later, in addition to being physically strong, the little brother's face is still childish.
The body is full of grenades.
Lu Zhuhu's heart was pounding, he knew what his little brother was going to do, but he couldn't stop it-
"Don't!"
Lu Zhuhu roared, but no one heard it—even if Jin Guidi heard it, he still wouldn't give up his choice.
Pierced through by a tank's machine gun, the Olympic boxing champion still pounced on the steel monster without hesitation!
"Boom!"
The tank finally stopped "clicking" forward.
Flesh and blood flying.
Lu Zhuhu's knees were weak, and he threw himself on the ground, and his tears couldn't stop falling.
It was so difficult that an Olympic boxing champion could not rely on his invincible Asian steel fists to smash the Japanese wooden tank.
He wanted to stop this thing that was rampant on the battlefield and fearless, and the only choice was to give his life to fight the other party.
Jin Guidi, martyrdom, 21 years old.
In August, Wang Runlan was wounded in the Battle of Yuanshi in Hebei Province, holding his position for several days and nights, and his body was full of grenades and died with the Japanese tanks, at the age of 24.
In March 38, Jin Gui repeatedly fought for positions with the Japanese army in the Battle of Taierzhuang, and died a heroic martyr at the age of 23.
Several boxers he knew had left in not-so-superhero ways to defend the land.
In front of bullets and tanks, they don't care if you're an Olympic champion or not.
Time seems to be still stuck in 1936, when the 100-member Olympic team went to Berlin, navy blue suits, embroidered A, white shirts and white pants, black ties and black leather shoes, young people are about to see the outside world and accept new challenges......
When he returned, he held a shining Olympic gold medal in his hand, and the whole country celebrated the return of the hero......
Why, in the blink of an eye, it is half chaotic and half withered?
It's the Japanese - no, they're beasts, they're livestock, they're inhuman minuse!
Jin Guidi blew up one tank, but many more rushed up and passed by the damaged tank without stopping.
More Japanese troops rushed up, they needed to take the continent, they were desperate to enter the cities, the villages, the civilians there, the women there, the money there......
From their eyes, there is no pity for their own kind, only madness, excitement and excitement!
What a big game!
Lu Zhuhu's face was as cold as a piece of iron.
If he had received the same style of Thor's hammer armor as the Master Chief at that time, he wouldn't mind putting it on now and personally suddening all these Japanese on the battlefield.
"Guo Bei, what about the mecha that your mother promised to Lao Tzu, Iron Man, and Transformers? Haven't you delivered it yet? Do you want to wait until all of our people are dead, and they haven't come yet? Lu Zhuhu's eyes were red and he roared.
"Boom", with his roar, two huge lumps of steel fell from the sky!
What should come, will come.
Titans Fall from the Sky!
These are the two "SSS levels" that Lu Zhuhu deserves after the Olympic basketball finals and football finals.
Two Iron Giants.
Taller than Transformers, faster than Gundam, and more destructive than Hulkhead armor.
Without letting the Japanese troops on the battlefield react, two steel mechs as tall as three-story buildings directly strode towards the Japanese camp, and the steel palms slapped down, and the fragile small cardboard tank was flattened into a ball, and gurgling blood flowed from it.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! "The Iron Giants ran wildly across the battlefield, and the whole land was like an earthquake, and all the soldiers were trampled under the dirt, killed and buried.
A huge machine gun rose from his shoulder, and gunfire rained down......
"Chung-Ang University's 'Mechanical King Kong' has been successfully developed!"
"The Japanese army is defeated!"
Chinese soldiers celebrate!
The Japanese encountered the most fierce resistance, caught in the dilemma of flanking the front and rear, suffered huge casualties, and were forced to abandon their positions and retreat to the north bank of the Zhanghe River. This was the most ferocious counterattack the Japanese army had encountered since the southward advance......
In the face of the retreating enemy army, the emotionless mecha still did not let go, and released a tracking missile, which blew up the opponent's horse and turned over on his back......
Lu Zhuhu didn't have any mercy, he now felt that it was really cool to stage an anti-Japanese drama by himself.
It's just that no matter how many devils you kill for revenge, there is no longer that strong guy who shouts every day to fight with him.
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One day in January 1938, Lu Zhuhu was in Jiangmen, Nanjing.
In the previous month, the Japanese army had carried out a series of massacres that had turned the capital of China into a dead place.
But as long as the person is not finished, they can still continue the killing game.
There are many high-end residences near Jiangmen, inhabited by Chinese with status.
But they soon won't.
Several Japanese soldiers entered the courtyard, and several tried to stop them, but they easily knocked them to the ground and ended their lives with bayonets.
Taking the capital of China is not a miracle, they need to relax and relax.
When they got upstairs, they saw a man of about fifty years old, and two women behind him, one of whom was about 12 years old, crouching by the wall and shivering.
Their approach was very much in line with the demeanor of every imperial army in China, and they stepped forward and knocked the man to the ground, kicking him in the face with his foot, blood gushing out from the soles of his feet, and soon there was no sound.
The two women, one older and one younger, kept screaming, trying to escape. They rushed towards the girls, grabbed one of them, pulled them by their long hair, and dragged them to the bedroom, leaving the other alone looking for something of value, and after some searching, he found some jewelry, watches, and a few calligraphy and paintings that looked good.
This is the most common scene that has happened every day in Nanjing since the beginning of the month.
It's just that today it's a little different.
The bedroom and living room were shaking, and when a few Japanese looked up, they were horrified to find—
The roof overhead was lifted violently!
A fierce cold wind poured into the house.
The Japanese who took off their pants stared blankly at the terrifying tall steel mecha above their heads.
With the sound of slow footsteps, a young Chinese man walked up.
They had seen this Chinese in the picture album and knew that he was an eight-time gold medalist at the Berlin Olympics, a guest of Hitler, and a famous figure.
Lu Zhuhu nodded at the three stunned Japanese soldiers, and said to the mecha giant: "Kill these three dogs." ”
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