Chapter 571 Successful Benefit

"Two more battalions in the south of the city! Two battalions!"

"Commander, the army of Chengxi Island attacks fiercely, and the Deng regiment requests reinforcements!"

"City West? Tell Deng Youchang and let him hold on to me!"

In order to ensure the vitality and delay the attack of the island army, Lin Weidong has ordered the abandonment of the positions outside Anqing City and Ma Dang, and concentrate all his troops in Anqing for tragic defense.

Amid the guns and cannons, Lin Weidong's roar was louder and louder, and teams of soldiers kept passing by him. Often there were shells not far away. The huge explosions and the waves of air caused the guards around him to keep coming forward to protect him, but they were always rudely rejected by Lin Weidong.

The guard could clearly feel that the commander had changed. The commander in his past memory was gentle and elegant, well-educated, and always so tepid in his words and actions. Even if he wanted to get angry, it would be difficult.

However, since the beginning of the Anqing defense battle, the commander's attitude has become worse day by day. Sometimes he can make him furious for a little bit of trivial matter, and it is simply unkind to say.

Yesterday, an old subordinate of his was locked up by him because of a small mistake. Later, the enemy planes attacked and the city was busy. Everyone forgot that old subordinate. When they remembered, he had been killed by the enemy planes...

Later, the guard saw the commander staying blankly next to his old subordinates, without saying a word, just looking at his old subordinates...

Another attack from the Island Army was repelled. Lin Weidong took a breath and shouted: "Wine!"

The guard quickly handed over a kettle, opened the lid, and the spicy smell of wine floated out of the kettle, pungent and unpleasant. Lin Weidong poured it down in big mouthfuls. Under the stimulation of the alcohol, his eyes were red.

"Commander!" He saw his proud subordinate, Yang Mieri hurried over from the 261st Brigade, his face was a little dim. Lin Weidong was stunned, knowing that something was going to happen. Sure enough, Yang Mieri came to him and hesitated for a while and said.

"Commander, just now, when the Japanese pirates attacked the city, Commander Huang, the acting commander of my 87th Division, was unfortunately shot and sacrificed his life for the country..."

Lin Weidong was stunned for a moment, and he could clearly see him shaking. He sighed softly, and then he became honest again.

"Yang Mieri, you will act as the commander of the 87th Division!"

"yes!"

Lin Weidong said as he came to the city defense position with him, pointing outside and said, "Did you see that? The enemy attacked the most fiercely in the daytime. They must destroy their sharpness. Tonight, I will take the 261st Brigade to attack at night and use a big blade to get the Japanese's head back!"

"yes!"

"Are you sure?" Lin Weidong stared at his subordinates.

"Although you are not sure about success, you have the determination to succeed!" Yang Mieri said heavily. (This sentence was originally said by Huang Jingsheng, deputy deputy of the 598th Regiment of the 200th Division.)

"Okay, success!" Lin Weidong patted his lower body on the shoulder, took the kettle and handed it to Yang Miri: "Drink!"

Seeing Yang Miri drinking in half, Lin Weidong suddenly said softly: "Yang Miri, you are the acting commander of the 87th Division now. I don't want you to be the shortest time as a teacher. Remember to come back alive!"

Yang Mieri smiled openly. The commander was still the same commander as before. He always looked sentimental, but after all, the commander was born as a scholar after all.

At this time, Lin Shixin came to the position, smelled it and frowned: "Second brother, have you drunk?"

Seeing that the second brother nodded, Lin Shixin didn't say anything. But she felt that the second brother really became no longer aware of him.

In his memory, although the second brother drinks some wine every day, he doesn’t have much, a shallow glass, and always likes to drink good wine. But now he never leaves a kettle full of wine, and it’s so spicy and pungent…

She only has such an older brother. Even though she still has a "brother" in Nanjing, she doesn't want to have anything to do with her brother. She wants to live well with her brother, and then go to her father's grave on the day of the victory of the War of Resistance Against Japan to take a look...

"Brothers!"

Night has already fallen, and countless torches are shining. Yang Mieri's voice sounds particularly clear in the night: "Brothers, our 261st Brigade beat the Japanese outside Anqing City and cried and called their parents. Now I will take you to attack Japanese at night. Don't be a coward. Let the Japanese see what ace troops are! If they fail, they will be successful!"

"If you don't succeed, you will be successful!"

The brothers from the 261st Brigade replied loudly.

Lin Weidong watched quietly on the side, he didn't say anything, but Yang Mieri's words kept ringing in his ears.

"Although you are not sure about success, you are determined to succeed!"

These lovely officers, these lovely soldiers, these lovely brothers, these lovely families…

"Come on! Brothers, follow me on!"

"If you don't succeed, you will be successful!"

The brothers of the 261st Brigade rushed forward desperately, and the big blades shone with cold light in their hands. The moonlight shone on the sword, reflecting the fearless and resolute faces of the soldiers.

Yang Mieri was like a madman, clashing back and forth between the enemy formation. One after another, the Japanese fell under his bayonet, his body and his face were covered with blood. Some of the enemy and their own, and his bayonet seemed to never stop...

"The teacher's seat is almost done, it's almost done, please withdraw!"

Lin Weidong looked at the position and saw that the Japanese had probably been killed by three or four hundred people. His losses were roughly equivalent. When the night attack reached this point, the results of the battle should be satisfied. Just as he was about to order a retreat, he suddenly saw the second battalion commander escorting an island officer with eyes hurried over.

"Master, I caught a Japanese lord!"

"Kill! Kill! Why did you fucking the Japanese to send me this? I don't want to capture them!" Yang Mieri glared at him viciously and said dissatisfiedly.

"Master, I know Japanese. When I caught him, he kept begging me not to kill him!" said the second battalion commander hurriedly.

"He said the Japanese brought a large number of poison gas bombs!"

"What!" Yang Mieri shuddered.

"Master, poison gas bombs are poison gas bombs, mustard gas, mustard gas. I heard of this poison gas when I was in school before, known as the "king of poison gas". Once it is launched into the city, the poison effect will not decrease for decades!"

Yang Mieri knew what this meant, and he had seen the damage caused by poisonous gas bombs.

Hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians are in Anqing City. Once poisonous gas bombs are fired by islanders, what kind of tragic consequences will be? He must not let such a thing happen under his nose.

"Ask him where the poison gas bomb is!" Yang Mieri hissed.

The second battalion commander said panting: "I asked, there! I just arrived today, and it was in a hurry. The Japanese did not send heavy troops to defend the situation. There was probably only one squadron guarding there." His hand pointed to the west.

Yang Mieri looked in the direction of his finger, then looked at the Second Battalion Commander again. He found that the Second Battalion Commander nodded slightly to him, and then said calmly: "It's just put it in a small arsenal."

Yang Mieri suddenly laughed. If he could detonate there, the damage of the poison gas bomb would be minimized...

But can the people who went there come back? Yang Mieri didn't know, and he didn't want to know, so he quickly said loudly.

"The Second Battalion Commander, the entire Second Battalion gathered! The other troops retreated quickly!"

The Second Battalion was assembled at the first time. They quickly knew what would happen, but no one expressed any objection, and there was no need for any mobilization from the throne. They knew that it was their responsibility to destroy them.

The Second Battalion began to launch a suicide charge at the place where the poisonous gas bombs were stored, one after another, one after another...

The island army guards also knew what this meant. The machine guns roared like crazy, desperately blocking the charge of Chinese soldiers.

The second battalion, which was charging, had no tactics, was a completely life-deserving suicide charge.

The Japanese reinforcements cannot be allowed to arrive, and they must rush over before the Japanese reinforcements arrive!

Suicide, an absolute suicide charge!

The ground was covered with the corpses of Chinese soldiers.

Mountains and rivers shed tears for it, and heaven and earth cry for it!

This is the charge of Chinese soldiers' decisive death!

I rushed up, and finally rushed up!

The second battalion was almost empty, and there were less than twenty people left in one battalion...

"Machine gun, machine gun shooting!"

When Yang Miri saw that the Japanese reinforcements were about to arrive, he roared in a hoarse voice: "Second Battalion Commander, Second Battalion Commander!"

No one answered him, and he suddenly remembered that the second battalion commander had been killed and was killed by his side.

He felt a heart-wrenching pain in his left arm, and looked down and found that his left arm had broken at some point.

"Explosive, concentrate the explosives for me, explode, explode!"

Yang Miri shouted sternly while forcing the severe pain.

"Master, okay, all the explosives are placed!"

"Retreat, retreat to the arsenal!"

With his brother, Yang Mieri retreated to the arsenal.

"Brothers, I will detonate in a while. Remember, if you don't die, you must shoot yourself. It won't be fun to get the mustard gas on your body!"

"I know, no one dies, I'll make up for it myself!"

Yang Mieri smiled brightly. He found that he was really stupid. He was doing nothing. He was doing this hero. His mission was to attack at night, but he was not to use his life to blow up any poisonous gas bombs. He was so fucking unable to be impulsive.

He thought of Shenyang back then. If he hadn't met the commander-in-chief, he might have been filial to his mother now.

Mom, my son is unfilial, let’s take the lead!

He knelt on the ground and kowtowed respectfully to the northeast. He didn't know if his mother was still alive, but he was really unfilial to her son!

Commander-in-chief, goodbye forever, Yang Miori will follow you to fight the Japanese in the next life!

The moon hid behind the clouds, as if she couldn't bear to hear the explosion, and she couldn't bear to see the tragic scene on the ground...

Everyone who has heard that voice will never forget it.
Chapter completed!