After giving up most of Qinzhou in a clean and neat way, the Central Plains rule did achieve its expected goal of unraveling. At this moment, although the Japanese army was surrounded by a small area and could not move, the territory was small, and the troops were even more concentrated. With the powerful Japanese fleet and aviation troops providing close-range fire support, the battalion director, who was unwilling to repeat the attempt to attack the beach in the early stage of the Battle of Shanghai, was hit hard by the Japanese artillery fire when the Chinese army attempted to attack the beach. He held 300,000 tiger and wolf troops in his hand, but he held it into a group of 40,000 remaining troops. Since it was impossible to solve the problem in one go, it was all he could do.

The contact surface between the two armies has been greatly reduced and they cannot expand too much force, so it would not be appropriate to gather hundreds of thousands of troops on the front line to lie down. Based on various open and secret reasons, the 45th Army, which was originally scheduled to serve as the general reserve team of the battle, naturally received the first order to return to the army to rest.

Cheng Jiaji had no objection to being able to go back to Yulin to catch his breath, but before leaving, he had to do something that was heartbreaking but had to do.

On the morning of the fifth day, Sanniang Beach.

More than a hundred officers and soldiers selected from the fast column resisted sobs, and were busy with something to collect the bodies of the officers and soldiers who died here a few days ago. The officers and soldiers who were responsible for this task pulled the two ends of the shroud in a group, and quietly put the bodies that were already quite smelly into the coffin transported from Yulin. Their movements were very cautious, as if they were afraid of waking up the brothers of the past robes who were stirring in a pot from their sleep.

Cheng Jiaji and several officers of the New Twenty Army, standing there silently, saluting the gaze forward. Even Qian Shen's eyes, who had always been cold-hearted and cold-faced, were a little flushed. Wen Songyuan and others were even more unbearable. Everyone's eyes were filled with tears. They almost cried.

No one would laugh at the sentimentality and favorability of the New Twenty Army officers and soldiers. That's right. People will die in war, but the scattered soldiers and generals fought against a unit in an army and died in a country. The latter gave people shocking power. It was far from comparable to the former. Not to mention that the New Twenty Army lost one general in this battle, not to mention that these four hundred people not only delayed the Japanese main force to win precious time for the war on the West Bank, but to directly save the thousands of brothers who were rushing to Sanniangtan at the time at the last moment at the cost of giving up the hope of survival. Given the high-level specifications, there would be no one in the New Twenty Army's tens of thousands of officers and soldiers.

After the burial was completed, Cheng Jiaji, who had a stern face, waved his hand. Thousands of brothers who had been waiting nearby walked over in a staircase. A minute later, except for a coffin that had not been covered, four burly men stood on both sides of the coffin.

As soon as everyone stood still, Cheng Jiajia and other senior officers quickly walked to the only coffin without a coffin to face death directly. It was the minimum quality of a soldier. Escape once was a great shame. Why did he be a soldier twice, and how could he treat the Chinese people? Looking at Liu Yicheng's calm and peaceful and satisfied face, Cheng Jiaji's mind couldn't help but emerge in his mind. Liu Yicheng wrote at the end of the military information notice that was essentially the suicide note. Cheng Jiaji was not unaware of it. Liu Yicheng, who claimed to be a standard soldier who was never spared from the situation, was always worried about being carried out by his subordinates two years ago in the battle of Xiaobanhe, but he never thought that this would become a hurdle in Liu Yicheng's heart, so that he resolutely chose to die when danger came.

Standard soldiers? Although he was a little unanimous about Liu Yicheng's mental cleanliness, Cheng Jiaji did not mean to be disrespectful to Liu Yicheng at all. In his opinion, if there were more professional soldiers like Liu Yicheng who were strong and paranoid in the Chinese army, and fewer "heroes" who knew affairs, this war would be much better than it is now. But if Liu Yicheng, a professional officer with few armored professionals and ideals in the new 20th Army, could survive, even if he was a Japanese prisoner who was not very generous and held a major general in his hand, he would have been able to use it as a bargaining chip for exchange, Cheng Jiaji would have been reluctant to seek it. Unfortunately, all this was just a fantasy.

"Military throne!" Qian Shen's whisper reminded immediately, making Cheng Jiaji realize that this occasion was not the time to be distracted. He finally looked at Liu Yicheng's face that impressed him because of his excessive handsomeness and elegance when he first met, and slowly closed the lid of the coffin with trembling hands.

With the praise of "lifting the coffin", six generals with stars, including Cheng Jiaji, worked together to carry the Binmu thin coffin, which was the remains of Liu Yicheng who had been put on the military uniform of the major general who had only been posthumously awarded, and then more than 300 other coffins were also raised by flat shoulders. For a moment, a huge stunning coffin was erected on Sanniang Beach.

"Rise the gun! Let it go!" After all the coffins left the ground, the officers and soldiers of a company standing next to them also began to perform their duties of firing guns and mourning.

"Ba, bha..." As the nine-row platoons, which symbolized the highest etiquette in the army, rows of coffins were in order and carried to the car not far away by the spirit-helpers who were kicking meticulously. At the same time, tens of thousands of New Twenty Army officers and soldiers around the river beach sang the long-lost man's song.

"A man never cared about his body, and he could only smile with his mortal enemies. He would like to be with the wild grass everywhere in a hundred places in the battlefield. Don't tremble, there is a song to listen to you: Killing one is a sin, slaughtering ten thousand is a hero, and he will be a hero among the heroes."

At this moment, the entire river beach was shrouded in a majestic, thick, solemn atmosphere. This is the spirit of a soldier, a spirit that is so ostentatious, and a toughness that is rather than bent.

After sending the hearse that Liu Yicheng was sent on, Cheng Jiaji, who was exhausted physically and mentally, was about to go back to the car to sleep for a while. Qiu Shaoyan, who had a strange expression, came over.

"Zi Shi, what's the matter?" Cheng Jiaji hadn't seen it for a long time. After having come into contact with too many military information, Qiu Shaoyan, who had long been "numb" to the point of collapse in front of Mount Tai but did not change color, was so emotional that he was so nervous that he asked in a hurry.

"Military! This is a telegram just sent by Yulin." Judging from Qiu Shaoyan's act of rushing the telegram to Cheng Jiaji's hand, this telegram seemed to be really hot.

Sure enough, after receiving the telegram, Cheng Jiaji glanced at it. His face turned blue and his eyes became red and his eyes became unstable.

"Boss Cheng, what happened again?" Wen Songyuan, who was most anxious, asked in a straight tube.

"I don't know if it was the bastard who missed the news. Mrs. Zijun was so excited that she gave birth to prematurely this morning, and gave birth to a boy under term for Zijun. But Mrs. Liu has not yet passed the dangerous period." Cheng Jiaji said hatefully. In fact, there are two contents of this telegram sent from Yulin. Cheng Jiaji said it was just the more important one. Don't have a less important news. It is "identified" by the 18th generation of the ancestors of the Cheng family. Without knowing it, Cheng Jiaji gave an extra cousin of Taiwan without knowing it in advance. If it was fifty years in the evening, it would make countless people ecstatic.

When I heard this, I should be happy or worried. The expressions on the faces of the generals of the New Twenty Army were dull, "Fuck!" Wen Songyuan said that although this word is not elegant, the meaning contained in it can represent the mood of everyone at this moment.

After a while.

Amid the sound of locks blowing by a group of folk musicians invited from nearby, dozens of slowly moving trucks loaded with the coffins of the New Twenty Army's fallen soldiers in this battle. The officers and soldiers of the New Twenty Army, who were leading the army, sang tragic but heroic songs, held their heads and chests, and embarked on the journey back home.

The officers and soldiers of the New Twenty Army were not willing to leave the battlefield, but if they were too happy to say goodbye to all kinds of synthetic steel and gunpowder products and even if they could not have been able to squat on the beach.

At 9:00 a.m., the smell of gunpowder was strong enough to satisfy the smoking addiction of old smokers.

It is quite ironic to say that the culprit of this situation is the Japanese who are always "focusing" on this land with all their might.

"Your Excellency of the Command, it's too unsafe here. Please go to the Military Command to move it to the warship!" Cheng Jiajifu, Chief of Staff of the 21st Army of the Japanese Army, Colonel Yokoda, had to replace the function of Aoki Ryoichi, who became a prisoner of the Chinese army.

Lieing in a huge bomb crater, Nakabara Quichi, who had transformed from a huge bomb crater into a temporary hiding place, ignored the super idiotic suggestion made by the acting chief of staff who had just been forced to withered by the withering talents, and was a joke! When the new defeat, all the generals and soldiers were crushed into a group of opponents, and they were already guilty. If he dared to swagger and take a lot of adjutants to the warship and drink red wine and eat steak comfortably, even if the position was fine, as long as someone took advantage of the situation, he would be worried that he would not find the scapegoat board of Tokyo Base Camp, which was worried that he would hit the butt of all the officials of the 21st Army Headquarters.

The dangers that suddenly sounded from the north direction made Nakabara Kuo no longer care about Yokota's stupidity. He jumped up from the soft sand pit and pointed at Yokota's nose and shouted: "Immediately, send the 21st Brigade to reinforce Nanmen and tell Nakamura that the troops are not allowed to stop in the middle to avoid artillery fire! Also, contact the Nakabara quickly, please increase the support for Nanmen artillery fire immediately."

The commander issued this unreasonable order that Yokoda Kuroo couldn't help but be stunned. Even when the Japanese troops were generally less than half of the rated troops, a brigade had more than 3,000 people. They were all dodged and bathed in the dense artillery fire between the enemy and us, and how many people would die in vain.

"Commander, please think twice." Yokota felt that it was time for him to perform his duties as the chief of staff to advise him.

"Go quickly!" The outcome depends on the moment. In a moment, Kuichi Nakabata had time to explain his behavior in detail. In desperation, he used the simplest and most straightforward way to pull out his sword and put it on Yokota's neck.

Under the direct threat of the sword that shone with dazzling light under the reflection of the sun, Colonel Yokota chose to surrender wisely.

Facts have proved that the judgment of the Nakamura Quichi and the subsequent disposal were undoubtedly "wise". When the remnants of Nakamura brigade forced their way through the river of death composed of whistling shells that cut through the sky and rushed to the south gate, the Japanese tactics that were widely used by the Japanese in the early stages of the war, which directly covered the infantry and pounced on the city, had already made the last barrier of the Japanese army shaking and in danger.

There is nothing to say, it was another fierce battle and melee. In the current comparison of troops, the result of the repeated rushing of the central plains was obvious. In the end, the timely handling of the South Gate was only for two or three hours.

After taking the South Gate, the Chinese army changed its previous style of fighting hard and eroded from three directions to the depth at the same time. Since it was a erosion battle, it was inevitable to fight and leave and never entangled in small infiltration, cold guns and cold cannons, and the scale of battalions, which were all the way to attack and attack, and other scoundrels and other scoundrels. Although the Japanese army struggled with all their might and counterattacked, they could protect all their flaws everywhere.

When the last trace of the sun disappeared under the horizon, Zhongyuan Gui discovered a fact that made him frightened. The last place where the 21st Army relied on to survive was gnawed by the opponent in just one day, and the remaining 4 or three points of territory was more or less nailed.

Under the urgent urging of the Zhongyuan Rule of 100,000, he got a brigade with extremely "strong" combat power before sunrise. However, it does not exist in this world. Since it has achieved a great harvest in terms of speed and quantity, the quality is not very particular.

Looking at the "brigade" queues that were barely pieced together, the colorful purples and purples of Zhongyuan Guyi's lungs were almost angrily angrily. The logistic officials behind the back were careless, whether they were careless or had ulterior motives, they actually "considered" so much that they had five or six hundred comfort women from eight comfort stations in the nearby area were also used as combat soldiers and all the 21st Army.

"Baga" Zhongyuangui, who was depressed to the top, snatched the machine gun from a soldier's hand and shot a whole shuttle of bullets at the rising sun in the sky.

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