Speaking of which, Li Dashan was ordered to come out and quickly invited Mr. Zhao in. Zhang Xinghan hurriedly greeted him. After he greeted Mr. Zhao, Zhang Xinghan asked straight to the point: "Old Zhao, I don't know what's wrong with you looking for juniors?"

"Xinghan nephew, I heard from Corps Li that you are going to buy gunpowder on a large scale?" Mr. Zhao asked back.

"Yes, to be honest, I need a lot of land mines with very low-tech gunpowder. The Japanese invaders had planes in the sky and cannons and tanks on the ground. If they wanted to stop the Japanese attack, they had no other way except for soldiers using troops and using flesh and blood. However, if a large number of landmines could be buried in front of our positions, they could give the Japanese a lot of killing and injury, hit the Japanese morale, and improve the determination of our soldiers." Zhang Xinghan did not tell Mr. Zhao about using the mines in Baimakou. After all, he could not tell him that the Japanese would land in Baimakou, right?

"Oh, that's it. Let me leave the matter of collecting gunpowder to Lao I. I have acquaintances and merchants in Suzhou, Kunshan, Wuxi and Changshu. I believe that as long as I come forward, I should be able to collect some gunpowder for you to make landmines to fight the Japanese." Mr. Zhao told the whole story.

"In this way, Xinghan and the entire group of soldiers were grateful and could not repay them. They would strive to kill the Japanese invaders and repay Mr. Zhao's kind-hearted help." Zhang Xinghan immediately stood up and saluted.

"Oh, Xinghan's virtuous nephew, you're a little embarrassed to say these words. Everyone has the responsibility to defend the territory and fight against the enemy. I have to do my best, so there is no need to do this." Mr. Zhao also stood up and raised his hand.

"Old Zhao is very wise and I admire it for my younger generations. However, gunpowder is expensive. You can also collect fireworks and firecrackers. The black gunpowder inside can also be used to make landmines." Zhang Xinghan reminded.

"Yeah! I know it." Old Master Zhao nodded, then walked out with his cane.

Zhang Xinghan and Li Dashan quickly stood up and saw him off. When they arrived at the door, Zhang Xinghan turned to Li Dashan and said, "Dashan, please lead a platoon of soldiers to protect Mr. Zhao and the gunpowder he collected. Be sure to ensure Mr. Zhao's safety, and then send the gunpowder to Taicang as much as possible."

"Yes!" Li Dashan immediately stood up and agreed with a loud promise, then turned around and gathered the troops.

"You are busy with military affairs in Xinghan, and you don't have to send me far away. Please go back." Mr. Zhao bowed.

"Old Zhao, go slowly!" Zhang Xinghan saluted with great respect.

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On the battlefield of Songhu, after the Japanese army was blocked from the north bank of the Suzhou River at the end of September, they were so angry that they mobilized more tanks and heavy artillery. Under the cover of the plane, they launched another fierce attack on the national military positions.

Jiangwan and Dachang, which were at the protruding position of the national defense line, became thorns in the Japanese army's eyes, and they wanted to pull them out quickly. Therefore, the Japanese army concentrated its main forces and attacked Jiangwan and Dachang's national military positions.

The officers and soldiers of the 18th Division, 67th Division, and the 26th Division of the Sichuan Army, stationed in the Jiangwan area of ​​Dachang, fought to the death under the leadership of generals such as Zhu Yaohua, Huang Wei, and Liu Yuqing.

Under the fierce attack of the Japanese ground and air firepower, the defense around the field was almost scorched earth for several miles. The defenders resisted desperately with their flesh and blood, and the battlefield was extremely tragic.

The 26th Division of the Nakachuan Army, the above-mentioned divisions, belonged to the local army with the worst equipment, with more than 8,000 people in the division. After fighting fiercely with the Japanese invaders for a few days, the number of troops was reduced by less than 3,000. The division commander Liu Yuqing and his own guards rushed to the front line in person, led the three thousand Sichuan Army soldiers to resist to the death, and wrote scenes of extremely tragic iron-blooded poems.

The Third Battalion, 152nd Regiment, 76th Brigade, 26th Division of Sichuan Army.

Half an hour ago, the Japanese army concentrated dozens of artillery and bombers to bomb the positions of the Third Battalion. During the half-hour gunfire and bombing of the Japanese, the entire Third Battalion position almost turned into a sea of ​​fire. The bodies of the dead soldiers who fell on the ground and broke their arms were blown up and splashed everywhere, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

The entire third battalion's position was filled with artillery fire, and the smoke filled the sky. The Sichuan soldiers who were standing in the trenches were resolutely unafraid. With the spirit of decisive death of swearing to live and die with the position, they insisted on not retreating. Although their comrades were swallowed and torn apart by ruthless artillery fire from time to time, out of their loyalty to the motherland and love for the nation, these Sichuan athletes who were struggling to the front line in straw sandals and traveling thousands of miles to the front line still refused to retreat with their passion.

It is precisely the bold saying that "the Japanese invaders will not retreat for a day, and the Sichuan army will not return to Sichuan! If they win, our Sichuan army soldiers will return in triumph. If they fail, they will return in their bodies."

After the Japanese bombardment and bombing were over, the entire third battalion's position was filled with smoke, and the disgusting smell of meat was everywhere. In a trench, a bloody officer staggered up.

His left face had been cut by shrapnel, and the wound was covered with blood and soil, which was scarred, making him look extremely creepy. This person was Chu Ming, the deputy company commander of the 2nd Company of the 3rd Battalion of the 152nd Regiment. Until now, Chu Ming has become the highest military commander of the 3rd Battalion. The battalion commander, like the company commander of the other companies, has all died in battle and died in the country.

Chu Ming staggered forward with two steps, holding his clean face box tightly in his right hand, lying on the trench and looking forward, seeing that there were a group of Japanese soldiers who were swarming towards the third camp's position under the guidance of several tanks.

Looking at the tanks in front of him, Chu Ming swallowed, then turned his head with a serious expression and looked around the position, shouting loudly with a strong Sichuan voice: "Are there any brothers in the Second Company who can breathe? The Japanese are here, and everyone who can breathe."

"What's the matter arguing? The little Japanese artillery fire that this bitch raises is really fierce. I almost buried me." A big man from Sichuan with a beard crawled out of a pile of loose soil, spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm with soil, and then cursed.

Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen injured Sichuan soldiers stood up in the trenches. Two soldiers had lost too much blood and their faces had become a little pale, and they were standing shaking.

Chu Ming looked back at the dozen or so comrades who were still left, and his expression suddenly became dark. The infantry battalion that was more than 300 people a few days ago, but now there are only a dozen remaining soldiers left.

"The Japanese are coming soon. What are your kids doing? Hurry up and give orders." The bearded man looked at the situation outside the trench and urged.

Chu Ming then suddenly reacted and quickly ordered: "Brothers, prepare for battle."

"Deputy Company Commander, we have no ammunition, we have all the bullets."

"Yes, there are no grenades." More than a dozen wounded soldiers said one after another.

"Everyone, hurry up and see if there are any grenades. Xiao Dongyang's iron turtle is coming." Chu Ming urged anxiously.

More than a dozen wounded soldiers hurriedly split into the trenches, digging the soil to find possible ammunition.

At this time, the officers and soldiers in the trenches could already hear the roar of the Japanese tanks and the birds chirping of some Japanese commanders.

Just when more than a dozen officers and soldiers looked disappointed, the bearded man suddenly shouted with joy: "I found it, I found it, I'm here, there is a whole box of grenades."

Chu Ming and a dozen officers and soldiers immediately surrounded him, and saw the bearded man digging a rectangular wooden box from the pile of soil with a bayonet. When he opened the box, there were grenades inside, and there were at least dozens of them.

Not caring about who buried it, Chu Ming quickly ordered: "Hurry, two per person."

The bearded man quickly distributed the grenades to everyone evenly, and finally held all the more than ten grenades left in it in his arms.

"Brothers, Chairman Liu said that in the past, we fought a civil war, but now we are fighting a national war, and even if we die, it is extremely honorable. We sacrifice our lives to fight against the war and serve the country with death. Start with our Sichuan Army, so that everyone in the world can see that we Sichuan people are not afraid of death or cowards. rush up with me, and take a few more young Dongyangs to take the backs before we die, and leave!" Chu Ming said with a ferocious face.

"Ge, go!"

"I've fought hard! The little Dongyang is so damn!"

More than a dozen Sichuan-centered athletes roared and responded, and then followed Chu Ming out of the trench. At this time, the Japanese tanks were less than ten meters away from the trench.

Chu Ming and more than a dozen Sichuan soldiers fired grenades and rushed towards the Japanese tank chariot in unison.

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