"Is that really the case?"

"Dashuai, I don't dare to say half a lie. If I dare to tell half a lie, the commander will kill me right now. ”

After Han Fuhe heard it, he nodded.

But he didn't want Han Jiangchuan to rush to Kunshan with dozens of tanks anyway.

Han Fuhe saw with his own eyes that the 88th, 87th, and 36th Divisions of the Imperial Central Army were all wiped out under the wanton bombardment of the little devils.

Especially the Imperial Central Army, the elite of the elite, the general training team, was also wiped out under the rotation onslaught of the little devils.

Han Fuhe saw with his own eyes that the tanks of the national army were blown into scrap metal under the onslaught of the little devils.

"The marshal, the young marshal hopes that the marshal can organize a strong team to support him in attacking Kunshan."

"Chen Wannian, Gao Zeyuan." Han Fuhe yelled.

"There are ......" Chen Wannian and Gao Zeyuan, the two mayors, stood up and said in unison.

"The two of you will set off with the team now and protect the young marshal at all costs."

"Yes......"

"Miss Lin, this is a letter written to you by the young marshal, and the young marshal asked me to pass it on to you." Adjutant Li handed the letter folded into a heart shape to Lin Haiyin's hand.

"Miss Lin, the young marshal said. Destroy the devil, and he will marry you. ”

Lin Haiyin took the letter, unfolded it gently, and read it carefully, and Han Jiangchuan's strong and powerful words quickly came into view.

Han Jiangchuan's letter was extremely touching.

"Miss Lin, don't worry. If that kid in Jiang Chuan dares to bear you, I'll break his dog's legs. Han Dashuai said angrily.

……

Han Jiangchuan led hundreds of brothers and quickly moved forward, and along the way, there were people fleeing everywhere.

The cries of these fleeing people shook the sky, and they helped the old and the young to drag their families and families to flee the place where they had lived for generations.

Many people were so hungry that they couldn't move, so they could only squat on the side of the road and resign themselves to their fate.

Fleeing from their homes may survive, but how many people have died on the road in the process of fleeing their homes.

Along the way, many people's corpses fell on the road.

A baby, lying on top of his mother's corpse, wept loudly, rubbing his mother's body with his small head.

On the side of the road, an elderly mother hugged her son and cried, her son, who was in his thirties, was killed by the little devil, his legs were blown off, his stomach was blown open, and his intestines flowed to the ground.

The poor old mother was supposed to enjoy the joy of her children and grandchildren around her knees. However, his son's family all died tragically.

The poor old mother was lonely and helpless, and the consequences could be imagined.

Before the crossing, Han Jiangchuan could only learn about the fierceness of the battle at that time from some words in the book, but these words rarely introduced the suffering of the people.

When he saw the fleeing people, the innocent civilians who died tragically under the indiscriminate bombardment of the devils, the miserable appearance of the homeless, and heard their painful wails and weeping.

Han Jiangchuan realized that war was a nightmare for the people.

The wild dogs on the side of the road frantically devoured the corpses of these people, and these wild dogs ate blood-red mouths.

They ate with their mouths open, and the wild dogs bit open the belly of the deceased and ate the internal organs.

Many helpless babies have been taken away by wild dogs, and the only thing that awaits these poor babies is death.

"Papapa......" Han Jiangchuan pulled the trigger and shot at more than a dozen wild dogs, directly beating these animals into a mess of minced meat.

"Young marshal, it's useless, the people are dying too much, and there are wild dogs everywhere."

Everyone only knows the Battle of Matsudo, more than 700,000 Chinese soldiers went to the battlefield without hesitation, fought a bloody battle with the devil for three months, and suffered more than 300,000 casualties.

However, the number of civilian casualties was innumerable, and the number of casualties was more than ten times that of the soldiers.

"It's one that can save one."

"Yes......"

Han Jiangchuan also understands that now, only by quickly defeating the little devils can we truly relieve the people from hanging upside down and save the people from fire and water.

……

The 9th Division (Taniju Division) Kumamoto Brigade Headquarters.

The brigade commander, Saburo Kumamoto, sat in a large tent at the temporary headquarters.

There was a burst of trumpets outside.

Here, dozens of large tents are connected together.

Outside the tents, on dozens of wooden stakes, were tied prisoners of war taken from the battlefield.

Hundreds of little devils stood in two rows with three or eight big covers.

"Ready, bayonet."

These hundreds of little devils quickly pulled out bayonets from their waists and loaded them on the front end of the 38 big cover.

"First Squadron, Sortie ......"

"Hi a ......"

Dozens of little devils, armed with bayonets, howled and stabbed the hearts of these prisoners of war tied to wooden stakes.

Some devils stabbed these prisoners of war one by one, and the prisoners of war were bleeding profusely and scolding.

Blood gushed out, and these devils were sprayed all over their heads.

Accompanied by the hoarse screams of the prisoners of war, it was the hideous face of the devil.

The devils laughed wildly as they stabbed the POWs in the vital spots.

The wooden stakes that bound the prisoners of war were stained red with blood. The ground was covered in sticky blood.

A team of devil gendarmes next to him led dozens of big wolf dogs, and these wolf dogs kept barking at the prisoners of war.

On the right side of the tent, dozens of prisoners of war leaned together, and at their feet were the bodies of their comrades who had just been shot.

"Ready." The leader of the little devil squad drew his katana and pointed forward sharply.

The little devil raised his rifle and aimed at the blindfolded prisoners of war.

Click......

These devils quickly pulled the bolt of the gun, and the bullet was loaded.

"Shoot ......" The katana in the hand of the devil squad leader swung down violently.

Bang Bang Bang ...... Gunshots rang out.

The prisoners of war were instantly hit by bullets and fell to the ground weakly.

"Next ......"

Dozens more prisoners of war were blindfolded and brought over.

Inside the tent.

Saburo Kumamoto looked angry.

"Can't the Matsumoto Brigade and the Shimakawa Brigade still be in contact?"

"Sir, we are facing the troops of Han Fuhe, the king of Shandong, who are third-rate in combat power. Not at all our opponents.

I reckon they chased the rout all the way and stretched the battle line too long. Hideo Yamaguchi, an operational staff officer, said, "What's more, the Shimakawa Brigade has four tanks, and fighting this gang of people is like entering a no-man's land." ”

Saburo Kumamoto nodded when he heard this.

His front was facing the 100,000-strong army of Han Fuhe, the king of Shandong.

He fought with Han Fuhe, and Han Fuhe's army collapsed at the first touch, like paper paste.

They fought all the way from the periphery of Shanghai to Kunshan, and basically did not encounter any decent resistance.

"Concentrate your forces and completely crush Han Fuhe's team tomorrow." Saburo Kumamoto's hand on the map? Drew a circle, "I'm going to eat Han Fuhe's 100,000 army." ”

"Hi a ......"

The three wing captains of the Kumamoto Brigade and the twelve group captains all gathered together.