The War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression Begins in Songhu

Chapter 221 Persuading Surrender
On March 3, 18, at 5:37 a.m., when the sky was just beginning to brighten.

Hu Biao, with his back leaning against a broken wall, was taking the time to take a short rest.

Beside him, all the time travelers including Annie, Chen Tang, Xufeng, Huang Yizi, Mo Shuiyan, Lao Yu, Zanana, Mr. Nanze, Van Gogh, and the wizard were gathered there.

The reason for this is that the Japanese attack has not stopped since it began at three o'clock yesterday afternoon, and some good and bad situations have occurred up to now.

The good news is that the Japanese suffered heavy casualties.

According to the estimates of Hu Biao and others, the Japanese suffered at least 1500 casualties in the continuous attack over the past ten hours.

Including the results of the battle the day before yesterday, the Japanese 10th Infantry Regiment has been completely defeated, which is much better than the results of the Teng County defenders in history.

With such heavy casualties, the morale and physical strength of the Japanese attacking forces are about to reach their limits.

As early as two hours ago, there was a noticeable lack of strength in the battle.

It is estimated that the Japanese attack will stop after one more fight, and it will take at least ten hours of rest to recover, which means they will have some precious rest time by then.

The prerequisite is that they can withstand the attack that the Japanese are planning later.

The bad situation is: under the compression of the Japanese, the area controlled by the defenders is not large. There is only a piece of land in the east of the city, which is only about one-fourth or one-fifth of the area of ​​Teng County.

All the surviving personnel from the Sichuan Army, the Subei Independent Regiment, the Teng County Security Regiment and other troops were concentrated here.

When all the survivors of the above troops were added together, there were still as many as six or seven hundred people, but among them there were about three hundred seriously injured.

The remaining three or four hundred people also had injuries of varying degrees.

Under such circumstances, the space for mobile operations was lost, and we could only fight positional warfare with the Japanese with the help of various obstacles in the ruins.

No! In other areas occupied by the devils, there are probably hundreds of seriously injured soldiers hiding in some hidden air-raid shelters and cellars.

Those were the people Hu Biao and his men had to temporarily place in those places when they were fighting on the move because it was inconvenient to carry them. There was no need to have any illusions about what would become of these people.

In short, they probably won't make it through the 18th...

Suddenly, Hu Biao felt a heaviness on his left shoulder.

Turning his head, he could immediately see that it was Annie resting her head on his shoulder.

This girl's palm-sized face, which usually always has delicate makeup, is now covered with smoke and dust; her usually bright eyes now look filled with indescribable fatigue.

Seeing this, Hu Biao felt very distressed.

During the long battle, although Anne never complained and even performed quite well, she was, after all, a girl with a good living condition in the modern dimension.

However, due to limited conditions, the only thing Hu Biao could do was to move his shoulder slightly to make the other person more comfortable, and to take out some of his water bottles.

There was still a small amount of boiled water with glucose added in the kettle, which could replenish Anne's strength after drinking it.

When handing it over, he saw that Anne's lips were covered with dust, and instinctively raised his sleeve to wipe it off.

But when he looked up, he found that his sleeves were covered with a thick layer of blood and dust, which was not even as clean as Anne's lips. He had no choice but to give up this plan.

Feeling depressed, Hu Biao wanted to have a cigarette to calm down, but when he touched his pocket, it was empty.

He immediately said, "Sanpang, how can you hide and smoke alone? Hurry up and give me one."

"What Sanpang? It's not like I don't have a code name." After hearing this, the wizard felt extremely annoyed and started complaining.

Sanpang, that's when a group of time travelers became more and more familiar with each other.

Or perhaps, it was a nickname given to the novice by a group of veterans after they had fought side by side for a while and had developed enough affection and trust with each other.

In a sense, it also represents the official acceptance of him by the time travel team.

As for why the wizard is nicknamed "Three Fattys," the wizard is 120 meters tall and weighs kilograms, making him quite sturdy. So, with the addition of Big Fatty and Second Fatty, the wizard naturally becomes "Three Fattys."

As long as Hu Biao and the others travel long enough, the four fat men and the five fat men will appear naturally, and we will just know whose head the monster will land on.

Among the newcomers who traveled through time, the wizard is definitely not the only one who has received a nickname.

For example: Lao Yu is called "Dumb and Dumb" because he is taciturn and speaks word by word.

Mr. Nan Ze was hit on the mouth by the butt of a rifle during hand-to-hand combat with the Japanese. Now not only is his mouth swollen like a sausage, but all his front teeth have fallen out. Mr. Nan Ze speaks with a severe lisp, so everyone calls him "Gap-toothed Man".

Among all the time travelers, Anne, Zanana and Van Gogh do not have nicknames yet because no one has thought of them yet.

The first two girls are okay, and I guess even if they have nicknames they won’t be ugly.

As for Van Gogh, we can only wish him good luck.

Although the fat wizard was complaining, he did not stop his hands and took out a pack of cigarettes that he had confiscated from the Japanese corpse from his pocket.

Not only was one thrown to Hu Biao, but one was also thrown to each of the other time travelers except the two girls.

It was also a way for everyone to find joy in the midst of hardship and relax their extremely tired and tense spirits.

Unfortunately, before anyone could finish their cigarettes, they heard an extremely nervous shout: "The Japs are coming up, what are they pushing?"

After hearing this, Hu Biao and the others threw away their cigarettes, raised their weapons, looked outside, and cursed:
"What the hell..."

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The reason why Hu Biao and others reacted so strongly was that as the sky gradually brightened, they saw four or five hundred Japanese soldiers moving towards the area they finally controlled.

The most crucial thing is that at the front position, a group of Japanese devils were pushing a large cart.

A cross-shaped wooden frame was temporarily erected on the cart. On the frame, a man covered in blood was tied to it with his arms spread out. His clothes were badly torn and covered with blood and wounds.

The person should not be dead, but his head is drooping and it seems that he has fainted.

After carefully identifying it with a telescope, Hu Biao and his friends were surprised to find that the person on the shelf was actually the coward "Young Master".

Then a series of questions uncontrollably surged in the minds of Hu Biao and others:

Shouldn't a guy who tries to escape like this be killed by that mysterious place through various accidents?
The young master is still alive, yet he has ended up with such a tragic result. Could it be that the mysterious place felt that killing him easily would not be enough to deter them, so it came up with such a routine?
The Japs dragged the young master to the front of the two armies. What are they planning to do?
Oh right! And where is that woman named Xiangcai? Is she dead?

Amongst their numerous doubts, Hu Biao and his companions were certain of only one thing: a sudden enlightenment arose in their minds:
No matter what happened to Gongzi and Xiangcai after they traveled through time, there was no way for them to be teleported back and resurrected in the modern dimension.

The truck stopped about three or four hundred meters away from the defense line that Hu Biao and others had temporarily built using various materials from the ruins.

Then a Japanese major picked up a tin horn, hid behind an obstacle, and shouted loudly towards this side.

Because the city was terribly quiet at the moment, the voice could be heard from far away:

"Commander Wang, Commander Hu, your strong fighting spirit has already won the admiration of the Locust Army.

Now that you have suffered heavy casualties and your reinforcements have been cut off, you must be unable to continue the fight. Why don't you lay down your weapons and surrender? We can guarantee your safety.

Especially Mr. Hu Biao, you are not only the famous 'Tiger of Songhu' in the locust army, but many imperial generals admire you very much and hope to have a drink with you.

The Special High Section hopes to carry out in-depth cooperation with you in certain areas.

So don't worry, after you lay down your weapons, you and your companions will be treated well, and the Empire will even provide you with everything you need; otherwise..."

As for "what else will happen?", the Japanese lieutenant colonel didn't directly state it, but his actions conveyed a strong threat.

With a wave of his hand, a Japanese sergeant standing beside the cart stabbed the young man's scarred thigh with his rifle and bayonet.

In the midst of immense pain, the young master who had been unconscious suddenly woke up, uttering a shrill wail...

(End of this chapter)