I want to be a good person

There weren't many guns in the arsenal, 50 Hua machine guns, 8 Madsen light machine guns, 50 Hanyang-made ones, 30 ten-shot box rifles, 7 gun brands, and a lot of bullets, grenades and artillery shells. There were even more other military supplies, and those that were easy to sell had been sold long ago.

It was said to be two barrels of gasoline, but Zhang Aiguo secretly received six barrels and six barrels of diesel.

Military trucks are oil guzzlers. Although there are many oil barrels, most of them are empty and have long been sold by oil thieves.

What if the numbers don't match when checking the accounts or taking inventory? There is nothing that can't be solved by a fire. If that doesn't work, add another one and burn it out to make the world innocent!

The city of Nanjing is full of anti-Japanese war slogans, inspiring the tall and strong men!

"A good man should be a hero who defends the nation!"

"It is a citizen's duty to serve in the army and protect the country!"

Under the dark night, red, green and yellow signals appeared from time to time in the sky above the city. Those were traitors giving directions!

Why are there traitors and pro-Japanese elements in every era?

The united Chinese nation is invincible, but unfortunately the periods of unity are relatively rare, and the means of luring, dividing, slandering and provoking are constantly evolving, and we are still unpredictable as we are surrounded by wolves.

The gray-painted car staggered forward with its lights off, traveling in silence for fear of bombing by Japanese planes.

A protective net woven from hemp ropes was inserted with branches in the dark to create camouflage.

"Sir, will we never be able to come back?"

Listening to the questions from the soldiers around me, I felt a little heavy and a little bitter.

"No, I will definitely come back."

Zhang Aiguo exhaled deeply and said affirmatively.

He paused, as if talking to himself, trying to cheer himself up.

"Even if it means serving the country, it is meaningful!"

The cab fell into silence, with only the roar of the engine.

"Should everyone tie a white towel around their left arm?"

"Yes, all of them are tied up."

There were red lights in the sky, those were the shells fired by the Japanese.

In order to guard against the Japanese planes and artillery, we dared not cook with open fires. The logistical supplies could not keep up. Air and sea supremacy were in the hands of the Japanese. We could only cook secretly at night. What was hateful was that there were many guides.

"parking!"

"squeak"

The truck braked, and the cars behind it stopped shortly after.

The diet of the National Army led to widespread night blindness, commonly known as "night blindness", which caused unclear vision at night and lack of vitamin A intake.

Balanced nutrition is a false proposition. Most people cannot get enough to eat. Ordinary soldiers in the Republic of China have low salaries and low social status, and they join the army only because they cannot survive.

A popular saying goes: "A good man does not serve in the army, and good iron does not serve in making nails!"

"Do you see what's ahead?"

"I'm not sure. There are checkpoints. This is much better than before. No wonder the commander always lets us eat pig liver, duck eggs or carrots. They are really useful."

"Bullshit, only the boss is good, look at the others."

The effect of the food is obvious, and Zhang Aiguo's eyes can see further.

No mobile phones, no electronic products, no extra entertainment, and good eyesight.

"Get out of the car, get out of the car quickly."

Zhang Aiguo jumped out of the passenger seat.

"Platoon Leader Wu, take five people and go to the left side."

"Platoon Leader Yang, you move over from the right side. Remember, when firing a submachine gun, you cannot hold the trigger. That will kill someone. Do you understand?"

"Nod your head if you understand."

"Captain Gao Jia, take down your guns and get ready for battle. Fire short bursts on both sides. Wait for my signal."

"Command: Stand up straight."

"Answer: Don't lie down."

"Check your watches now. You must be in place by 9:15. Remember, fire without mercy. Use plenty of grenades. There is no mercy on the battlefield. Either he dies or you die."

The platoon leader showed off the Japanese watch on his wrist, the gunner used a pocket watch, and there were quite a few captured items in the space. If a team was in control, the class would have enough to distribute to them.

I didn't want the artillery to fall into the hands of the Japanese in the first place, but by accident, I ended up infiltrating the National Revolutionary Army. It was really not what I wanted. Now I can only go on with it.

Watching the team disappear into the darkness, Zhang Aiguo arranged for the driver and four soldiers to set up four Madsen light machine guns to guard the two wings, and then he took two people forward.

"Sir, is there a problem?"

The messengers and signalmen were transformed into adjutants and guards.

Recruiting soldiers, gathering the defeated soldiers, and not being able to rob others, just replenishing the regiment.

"I heard that many defense lines were lost because the Japanese sneaked in and attacked from both inside and outside. It is inevitable that they will use the same old tricks again."

"Excellent advice, sir."

"Yes, if we set up a checkpoint and separate the signal soldiers and messengers, it will be a mess."

"Isn't there a wireless telegraph?"

"Telegraph machines are only distributed to the regiment, and many do not have them."

"Load your guns, load your rifles, and get ready to shoot."

Only a few dozen steps away, Zhang Aiguo issued an order.

"Stop, who is it?"

"The small artillery company of the 98th Division's replacement regiment has been ordered to provide support."

The messenger replied.

"Military order."

Zhang Aiguo did not step forward. The class system in the National Army was also strict. To hold the position of lieutenant colonel, one had to have the pride of an officer. With more than 30 people, they had to have the aura of at least 500 people.

The Japanese soldiers have been kneeling for a long time, and many of them have bow legs. It is very obvious when they walk, so we must let them take a few steps to see.

The person on the other side became impatient and shone a searchlight directly on his face, making it hard for him to open his eyes, which increased his suspicion.

When the Japanese soldiers were searching in the occupied areas, they shone the lights directly on people's faces.

"Don't you see the commander is here? Come and get it."

The messenger scolded, the distance between them was less than 10 meters.

Two men wearing M35 helmets came over, carrying Mauser rifles.

The footsteps came closer and closer. The person on the other side was a little panicked, but there was some joy in his eyes. The person on the other side was a lieutenant colonel carrying a cowhide bag. He had gained a lot.

It came, walking towards me with its short legs.

The signalman shone the flashlight and saw two privates.

"here."

A soldier reached over and took it.

"Snapped"

A loud slap hit him on the face, and after being beaten, he immediately prepared to draw his gun.

"You don't salute your superiors? Which unit are you from?"

It was a long-standing tradition of the Japanese to defeat the superior with the inferior. After they captured Shanghai, they turned to attack the capital. Their leaders were so arrogant that the Japanese could not tolerate this.

The other end pulled it and prepared to salute, it would be more valuable to capture it alive.

"Sky locust on board!"

The Japanese formed a conditioned reflex and raised their hands high when celebrating.

It is said that some National Army soldiers also suffered this kind of corporal punishment. When they mentioned President Chiang, they had to tap their heels, tighten their stomachs and straighten their chests, and stand at attention.

Hearing the familiar bird language, the birdman subconsciously raised his hands.

“Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump”

The other side was trembling with excitement at the care from the ally across the ocean.

"Lie down!"

A hail of bullets came pouring down, making the steel plates clang.

Saving your life is the first priority. Can you survive on the battlefield?

No one knows and no one can guarantee it.

The opponent's speed was beyond imagination. The messenger was a little slow and was hit directly by the bullet. He fell to the ground without even having time to look.

Zhang Aiguo took out a signal gun and fired a flare forward. The sky turned into daylight, and many ghost shadows were hidden densely.

"Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump"

The distinctive sound of a Type 99 rifle firing, just make sure you're not mistaken.

"Boom~boom~boom"

Explosions were heard continuously on the opposite side of the battlefield.

"Boom~Boom~Boom~Boom~Boom"

The machine guns on both sides were furious, with red trajectories, and the searchlights were shot down first.

"Bang, snap, thump, boom"

There were sounds of gunfire, explosions, groans, and chattering.

"Turn in, turn in"

The Japs were getting anxious. Their firepower was too strong, and they had machine guns. If they continued to fight, we would all be destroyed.

The submachine gun in Zhang Aiguo's hand kept firing.

"suddenly"