April 30, 1939, 11 a.m. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Taean City.

At this moment, inside and outside the city of Tai'an, it has completely become a land of ruins, filled with the smoke of the burning fire, the scorched earth all over the ground, and the traces of blood left on the ground can be seen from time to time.

It stands to reason that there should be a lot of traces of blood left behind, but at this moment, the red blood has already merged with the scorched earth and turned black.

But the corpses lying on the ground abounded!

The combined army, formed by the leading guerrillas and the independent brigade of the 2nd Group Army of the Nationalist Army, has been fighting fiercely with the 10th Division of the Japanese Army for a long time.

In particular, at 4 o'clock in the morning last night, the Japanese army suddenly concentrated heavy firepower and launched the main attack on the north gate of our army, and the other eastern, southern, and western gates carried out feints.

Thanks to the fact that before the Japanese army's sneak attack, the third battalion commander Ruinian accurately judged the conspiracy of the Japanese division commander Yoshio Shinozuka, otherwise Tai'an City would not have been saved.

The fighting lasted until about 11 o'clock in the morning, and for more than seven hours, the Japanese army continued to attack almost a moment, and no less than 500 mortar shells were fired alone, and the consumption of grenades and bullets was even more astronomical.

The fierceness of this battle made even Ouyang, who had experienced countless battles, unable to help but be shocked.

The tragedy of this battle is comparable to the bloody battle of Zhonghuamen and the battle of Baishiling in Guangdong.

At 11 o'clock in the morning, the Japanese offensive finally stopped.

The surviving warriors didn't have time to grieve at all, and they all collapsed on the ground, exhausted.

Ouyang immediately ordered: "Take advantage of this opportunity to immediately supply fresh water and food to all departments, especially the people in the city, as much as you want." ”

"The medical team, do your best to rescue the wounded, no matter what expensive drugs they are, give them to me, we must not let the brothers die on the operating table."

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"Guard Company, all out in search of survivors under the rubble."

"The rest of the ministries took turns to rest and repair the fortifications in a timely manner."

A series of orders were constantly issued from the headquarters, and the entire units of the combined army were running at full speed like a huge machine.

Although the soldiers were already tired, none of them complained, because everyone understood a truth, only by defending Tai'an City could they win a glimmer of life.

Half an hour later.

Chu Yunfei came to the headquarters with a face full of smoke and dust, his expression was extremely gloomy, and he sat down with his head drooped.

"What about the casualties?" Ouyang asked.

Hearing this, Chu Yunfei raised his head, and his eyes that were extremely red directly pierced Ouyang's nerves.

Chu Yunfei sighed: "In the past few hours, more than 1,000 of our brothers have fallen, and there are also entire rows of dead companies. In particular, the third battalion of your leading guerrilla unit stationed in the defense line of the North City Gate is now only a company of more than 100 people. ”

"Hmm!" Ouyang nodded heavily.

In last night's battle, the defense line of the North City Gate, which Ruinian defended, was the main attack point of the Japanese army, and after several hours of fierce fighting, countless soldiers died.

Just now, Ouyang had already gotten Ruinian's report.

Of the nearly 500 people in the three battalions and four companies, only 122 are now left, and all of them are wounded.

Ouyang immediately proposed to replace the third battalion and let other teams take over the third battalion to defend the north city gate.

But his decision was refuted by Ruinian.

"Commander, even if all the soldiers of our three battalions are killed, we will never retreat to the back, otherwise it will be a shame for our lives, and our military honor must be defended with our own lives! If we retire today, how can the 122 of us who survived be worthy of the hundreds of brothers who have died? ”

Rui Nian gritted his teeth and said: "Therefore, please ask the commander to let our three battalions continue to defend the defense line of the North City Gate, I Rui Nian assures you that as long as there is still one person in my third battalion, I will never let the little devil enter Tai'an City from the North City Gate!" ”

Rui Nian said this, although Ouyang couldn't bear it, he still chose to respect the decision of Rui Nian and the soldiers of the third battalion.

The military spirit is brave and irreversible!

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East City Gate.

The first battalion of the leading guerrillas, Yang Liqing's department.

At this moment, the surviving warriors were all paralyzed on the ground, leaning against the city tower, looking at the beacon fire of Tai'an City.

Battalion commander Yang Liqing constantly walked among the soldiers and cordially communicated with each and every soldier.

"Hello battalion commander!"

A blood-oozing warrior with a heavy bandage on his head saluted.

Yang Liqing immediately returned the salute.

Although the Eighth Route Army had a clear rule that no salute was allowed on the battlefield, which was a key point to prevent the commander from being sniped by the Japanese army, but at the moment everyone had no scruples.

Who knows if they will survive today?

Yang Liqing touched the head of this little warrior, and couldn't help laughing: "Hehe, Su Xiaocheng, you kid didn't pee your pants today." ”

"Hahaha!"

Hearing this, some of the soldiers around him couldn't help laughing.

Su Xiaocheng, a native of Suzhou, Jiangsu, is 17 years old this year.

After the Battle of Songhu in 1937, his parents, brothers and sisters were slaughtered by the Japanese army and fled north to Shandong, when he was only 15 years old.

Today, he is a fighter in the first battalion of the leading guerrillas.

Wetting your pants?

This is a battle a month ago, Su Xiaocheng, who was a new recruit, after seeing the Japanese army, peed his pants directly because of fear, for which he was also laughed at by some veterans for several days.

"Battalion commander, don't talk about that again, I'm not like that now!" Su Xiaocheng hurriedly argued.

Yang Liqing smiled: "What about now? I don't think I'll just pull it. ”

Suddenly, the surrounding warriors burst into laughter again.

Su Xiaocheng hurriedly said: "Battalion commander, you can't underestimate people, not only did I pee my pants today, but I also killed a little devil with a flag, don't believe it, ask them, many of them have seen it, and they can all testify for me." ”

"Well, yes, it's really long!" Yang Liqing gave a thumbs up.

Yang Liqing gave face, but some veterans could be regarded as having a little fun, and they all made fun of Su Xiaocheng.

"Xiaocheng, you shot and killed a little devil carrying a flag, we didn't see it."

"yes, don't be your kid."

"Tell me, who can testify for you?"

"Yes, who can prove it, you point it out and we'll see."

The soldiers' good-natured jokes made the young Su Xiaocheng anxious.

"Humph!"

Su Xiaocheng pretended to be angry and snorted coldly, and said proudly: "Our squad leader saw the beard, and he praised me for coming, uh, by the way, our Wang Platoon Commander also saw it, and said that the little devil I killed who resisted the flag was an official, what kind of Cao Chang or something." ”

But as he spoke, Su Xiaocheng's expression suddenly dimmed.

The surrounding warriors were also gloomy and silent.

Why?

The beard of the class was already sacrificed an hour ago!

Platoon Commander Wang was also killed by the little devil's shell!

Young Su Xiaocheng cried.

Even though he tried to keep himself from crying, the tears still flowed uncontrollably.

The rest of the fighters, some of them also secretly wiped the tears from their faces.

Yang Liqing touched Su Xiaocheng's head with his hand again, and said softly: "Don't cry, if you cry, you won't be brave, the bearded man and the platoon leader Wang Chuan are watching you in heaven, you can't let them laugh." ”

"Hmm!"

At that moment, Su Xiaocheng quickly wiped away the tears on his face and firmly promised.

Yang Liqing turned his head and said to everyone: "Brothers, we may also die today, after all, few people can live a long life, but there are some things we have to do, because we are soldiers, and we are Chinese soldiers who will never be slaves to the country!"

If we coax, more people will die under the artillery fire of the little devils, and they will be buried under the bayonets of the Japanese invaders! ”

After speaking, Yang Liqing left, leaving behind a group of thoughtful warriors.

The pain of family and country and the hatred of comrades-in-arms are a hundred times better than the physical pain now.

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