The eroded smoke flowed freely on the Zhongrui Group's position, and there were painful wailings and moans of officers and soldiers everywhere on the position.

When Zhou Wei's order was conveyed, the officers and soldiers of the second battalion who were left on the position were no longer ten. Zhao Desheng found a familiar figure in a place in the trench with a wet towel in one hand.

"Wenhu" Zhao Desheng discovered Wu Wenhu, the second battalion commander lying on the ground in front of him, and immediately ran forward.

At this time, Wu Wenhu was already dying and dying. Blood was flowing out of his mouth, eyes and ears, and his whole body was twitching.

Zhao Desheng trembled all over and picked up Wu Wenhu and shouted loudly: "Wenhu, wake up, are you okay?"

Wu Wenhu opened his eyes weakly, looked at Zhao Desheng in a misty mood and said softly, "Brother, I... I'm afraid I can't do it this time... Tell the group that Wenhu can no longer kill the Japanese with him."

"You must hold on if you don't know Wenhu. The regiment will soon come with reinforcements. Hold on." Zhao Desheng looked at his comrades who were dying and were about to die, and shouted loudly in a whine.

"Brother, don't be sad... Being able to live and die with your brothers and fight against the Japanese side by side is the happiest thing in my life. The only regret is that I cannot kill ghosts with your brothers in the future." Wu Wenhu forced out a smile and said softly. After speaking, he slowly closed his eyes, and held Zhao Desheng's hand and let go.

"Brothers Wenhu" Zhao Desheng shouted with compassion.

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At the same time, the 30th Japanese Brigade was on the attacking position.

The commander of the 30th Brigade, Sasaki, a major general, was watching the situation of the opposite Zhongrui Regiment position with a telescope, from Sasaki in the telescope to seeing the position of the national army opposite being completely covered by smoke. Although the specific situation inside could not be seen, Sasaki, an old Japanese devil, could imagine that under the cover of such a high concentration of poisonous gas, even if the Chinese troops on the opposite side could not be wiped out in one fell swoop, it would be enough to hurt him.

While Sasaki arrived at Ichimatsu, the captain of the 38th Infantry Regiment of the Japanese Army, Susukawa Shizuoji walked over with a sabre and strode towards him, suddenly retracted his feet and said, "General, the attacking force is ready."

"Yoxi Susakakawa, you will lead the team to charge in person this time?" Sasaki asked, putting down his telescope and turning his head.

"Yes, the general of Hu-yi led the team to command the charge, and he would definitely capture the position of the Chinese army in one fell swoop, wipe out the enemy in front of him, avenge the shame of the 33rd Regiment, and avenge the shame of the entire 30th Brigade." Suichi Kawaka suddenly lowered his head.

"Yoxi attacks immediately." Sasaki nodded happily and ordered.

"Hai" Susus Kawa Shizuki suddenly lowered his head again, then turned around and took the order and left.

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"Sir, the Japanese are coming up." A top soldier covered his wet towel and pointed to the outside of the trench with an anxious expression and reported loudly to Zhao Desheng.

Zhao Desheng put Wu Wenhu down, wiped his tears, pulled out his gun, and said to the soldiers behind him: "Please carry the second battalion commander down, and the rest are ready to fight and beat these little Japanese raised by dogs, avenge the second battalion commander and the dead brothers."

"Yes" several soldiers responded with a loud promise. The two soldiers carried Wu Wenhu's body forward, and the rest of the officers and soldiers were also ready for battle.

At this moment, Zhou Wei brought the reserve troops of the Third Battalion and the First Battalion into the position, and the soldiers' faces were covered with wet towels to prevent poison gas.

Because the poisonous fog blocked the sight of the soldiers of the Zhongrui Group, Zhou Wei and Zhao Desheng ordered the fire to open until the Japanese entered a distance of 50 meters.

The gunshots suddenly appeared on the position that was already dead. The Japanese who were approaching quietly were caught off guard and were knocked down. Shizuji Susukawa, wearing a gas mask, immediately waved his command knife and ordered the troops to charge with all their might.

All the Japanese soldiers shouted in unison and rushed towards the Zhongrui regiment position. The fierce sound of gunfire mixed with roars and shouts resounded through the entire outer periphery of Taicang again.

On a heavy machine gun position, the young man was awakened by the fierce gunshot in a daze. He fainted by the poisonous gas of the Japanese just now. His face was lying in the water in the trenches. The water decomposed the rotten poisonous gas of the Japanese mustard, and by chance he saved his life.

Because he inhaled a small amount of poison gas, he felt dizzy at this time and wanted to vomit. When he got up, he found that the trench was full of soldiers' bodies. Not far away, some soldiers with wet towels were shooting out of the trench.

He shook Wang Xiaohu's body next to him hard, but found that he had no reaction at all. At this time, the harsh shouts and roaring and dense gunshots of the Japanese outside the trench made him dizzy.

He got up and found a large number of Japanese soldiers rushing towards this side. Some Japanese soldiers opened fire while rushing, less than twenty or thirty meters away from the position, and they were about to rush up.

He immediately subconsciously fucked the heavy machine gun, pulled the bolt, and then decisively pulled the trigger and fired violently at the Japanese group of people charging ahead.

The sudden fierce firepower immediately knocked down more than a dozen Japanese devils in succession, and the local offensive of the Japanese was immediately frustrated. At this time, the young man had injected a lot of poison gas because he did not have a wet towel, and his consciousness gradually became blurred and his dizziness gradually worsened.

What the machine gunner veteran said to him before his death came to his mind, "Continue...Fight...Fight, swear...Die...Don't retreat"

He insisted on it. After shooting the bullet board, he changed the bullet board alone and continued to shoot. At the cost of his life, he provided firepower support to the troops as much as possible, giving the best interpretation of the word "life not only fights" and "life is the most important thing."

I don't know how long it took to fight, but the roar of the heavy machine gun stopped. The young man quietly lay on the heavy machine gun and did not move. He died. He didn't know what his name was or how old he was. But like many soldiers of the national army who died, he died in the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression to defend his country, and fought to defend national dignity and national independence and freedom, and he was still honored even if he died.

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Inside Taicang City, fierce battles are in full swing outside the city. Inside the city, Mr. Zhao is trying his best to mobilize the people in the city to hope to help the Zhongrui Group.

In the battle two days ago, Zhou Wei was ordered by Zhang Xinghan to persuade most of the people who left the city to help the war back to the city, but most of the people who returned to the city were old, weak, women and children. Most of the young and middle-aged people with blood chose to stay on the front line, including the unknown young man and Wang Xiaohu.

Most of the people left in the city today are women, the elderly and children.

Mr. Zhao stood on the platform and looked at the crowd around the audience. He found that there were many elderly people, women and children in white clothes, wearing mourning clothes, and his eyes were wet. He knew that these were all men at home died on the battlefield outside the city.

Mr. Zhao looked at the crowd below with moist eyes and said in a deep voice: "Friends, I think everyone understands the reason for gathering everyone here. I know that many of you have died men and sons, but we have no choice. The Japanese devils are about to invade. The soldiers of the National Army are fighting to the death outside the city. We will never sit idly by, don't you? "

"We can't sit still. I want to avenge my man and I want to kill the Japanese." A middle-aged woman said loudly with her red and swollen eyes and a hoarse voice.

"All evil Easterners, kill my own son and let me give me a black-haired man. Even if I sacrifice my life, I have to avenge my son." A white-haired old man held his cane tightly in his hands and pondered in anger.

"I also want to fight the Japanese to avenge my father... "A teenager said with tears in his face, waving his thin fists. Although his voice seemed immature, it was particularly tragic.

"It's said that you're good at taking revenge, the villagers rushed out of the city and fought with the Eastern people." Old Zhao raised his left hand and shouted.

"Roar, rush, rush." ​​Thousands of old, weak, women and children picked up hoes, wooden sticks, benches and other objects and rushed out of the city in grief and anger. Some of the officers and soldiers of the third battalion left behind in the city gate were deeply moved to join the crowd and rushed towards the fierce fighting position.

At this time, the poisonous smoke on the position had not completely dissipated. The Japanese, who had an absolute advantage in military strength, had rushed into the trenches of the National Army because they had a gas mask. The soldiers of the Central Rui regiment were struggling to resist and engaged in fierce hand-to-hand combat with the Japanese.

The entire position was full of desperate battles.

Just when the old Japanese devil Susukawa Shizuki thought he was sure to win, a deafening shout suddenly sounded behind the national military position. Susukawa Shizuki quickly picked up the telescope and saw a large number of men, women, young and old waving various farm tools and wooden sticks and rushing towards this side.

After seeing this situation, Susakawa Shizuji, who was supervising the battle in front of the battle, did not take these Chinese people who left the city to help the battle seriously. Instead, he smiled proudly and said, "Yoxi, these stupid Chinese pigs are here to die by themselves, just so that they can taste the power of the imperial army's poison gas."

Sure enough, the situation was as expected by Shizuki Kawa. A large number of civilians rushed into the toxic gas position because they had no idea what the poison gas was. Soon someone felt vomiting and dizziness.

Some people fell to the ground one after another and twitched all over, while the unknown people behind them were still rushing forward. Zhou Wei, who was fighting in front, roared in grief and said, "Don't go back quickly."

However, the people could not hear his voice at all, and they were still rushing forward and soon joined the battle group. Although there was poisonous gas, the women and the elderly who were determined to die still rushed towards the Japanese soldiers fearlessly.

Under the guidance of his mother, several children rushed towards a Japanese soldier who was pinching the neck of a national army soldier. The mother hugged the Japanese's head and bit the Japanese's ears. Several children retreated with their legs pulling and biting their hands.

Although they had no weapons, they had teeth. With hatred for the Japanese and firm belief in avenging their dead father, these orphans and widows burst out with astonishing perseverance.

The Japanese immediately started to wail in pain. He kicked the child who pulled him back to the ground. Just as he was about to punch the woman lying on his back and biting his ears, the Kuomintang soldier who had been knocked down by him suddenly rushed up and pressed him to the ground. He roared and swung his iron fist toward his face.

With the help of the woman and a few children, the soldier turned defeat and killed the Japanese. The woman let go of the Japanese corpse that had been beaten unrecognizable by the soldiers. Half of bloody ears were spit out of her bloody mouth. She was about to stand up to help her child, but suddenly a bayonet stabbed her from her back and penetrated her chest.

Several children were shocked. When they saw the mother's blood gushing out of their mouths, they woke up and shouted in grief: "Mom...Mom..."

"Little Japanese, **" the soldier was stunned and roared and rushed to the Japanese who was sneaking attack from behind. Several children rushed to the mother who had fallen to the ground.
Chapter completed!