I want to be a good person

The 20mm machine gun stopped firing first for fear of accidentally injuring its own people.

In the darkness, a sound louder than a gunshot was heard.

"Quick, get out of the way."

Zhang Aiguo pushed the signalman, who held his head with both hands, too frightened to move.

The body fell to the side and then rolled continuously.

"Boom"

The bombing sounded where Zhang Aiguo was lying, and shrapnel hit the newly taken out steel plate.

Damn, is he alone?

"suddenly"

Fierce gunfire rang out from the machine gun position.

If you touch the Japs, they will touch you.

Fortunately, the truck was used as a side cover and the driver mounted a machine gun in the car.

"Bang~Bang~Bang"

Three flares were fired at the Japs' location, exposing their shadows like ghosts under the sun, without any cover.

Three minutes later, the battle ended.

"Reshoot, reshoot, don't engage."

The voice conveyed Zhang Aiguo's pre-war demands.

The communications soldier died.

The messenger was shot and fell unconscious.

"Sir, are you okay?"

Zhang Aiguo spat out the sand in his mouth. His clothes were torn and tattered.

"Rescue the wounded and clean up the battlefield."

"Yes"

Zhang Aiguo stood on guard with his gun in hand. Peace is won through fighting. Whether you want to dominate or not is something the Japanese should assess based on their own needs. It is not something you can decide just by saying no.

"Report, 5 people in the first platoon were injured and 1 was killed."

"Report, 6 people in the second platoon were injured and 2 were killed,"

"One of us is injured, one is killed, and half of our people are missing."

"Sir, being a soldier means fighting, and fighting means people are bound to die."

Platoon leader Wu Haoran saw that Zhang Aiguo was in a bad mood and tried to persuade him.

We are taught every day that kindness does not belong in the command of an army, but there is no living person in front of us, and I still can’t accept it in my heart.

"Where are the devils?"

"19. These are their sabers."

Wu Haoran handed over two sabers and a telescope.

"Go, line up with your knives and take turns chopping off the heads of the little devils."

The firepower of the new recruits is so strong, with machine guns and machine guns, that they caught the Japanese off guard. The casualty rate is too high. What should we do next?

"Commander, this is the spoils of war."

One Type 8 rifle, 4 Type 2 rifles, 4 Type 2 pistols, Type rifles, Mauser rifles, and box pistols.

The Japanese had a Type A organization, with 15 people in a squad and a double-grenade group.

The team was led by a lieutenant captain and an assistant.

He is so damn bold that he dares to intrude.

"There are also two horses and the bodies of several other brothers."

"Based on the enemy's combat effectiveness, they can easily defeat the company and battalion headquarters."

"Brothers, bury the fallen brothers on the spot. They shed their blood for the country, and there is no green mountain that cannot be a burial place!"

"Don't worry, I have my own business. Even if you are my soldier for just one day, I will take care of you to the end and will never abandon you! I swear to God!"

The lightly wounded soldiers silently helped dig the pit. Zhang Aiguo personally arranged the remains and wiped his face with a towel dipped in water.

When Tony put the helmet on his chest and filled the soil, tears all flowed out uncontrollably. Zhang Aiguo raised his head 45 degrees to the sky, and tears left two traces.

What a blessing it is to fight with you!

Farewell, my dear comrade!

"Order, Second Platoon Leader Yang Zhengqi lead the wounded back to the city, First Platoon Leader Wu Haoran and I go to support them."

"Yes."

Count out 10 soldiers to form a squad.

"Zhengqi, this is the battle report I wrote, as well as the report applying for your promotion, and these captured items. Take them back. I guess the Japanese will infiltrate more."

"Yes"

"Take back the Japanese heads, clothes, and Japanese weapons, but leave the grenade launchers behind."

"Will it be useful to bring it back?"

"At least it proves that we are not deserters."

"You take the lieutenant's knife, and Haoran takes the non-commissioned officer's knife."

They found a lot of French currency, silver dollars, and gold ornaments. They burned, killed, and looted along the way, and their bestiality became even more inflated.

"The money is used to gather the defeated soldiers. We need to select the elite ones who dare to fight and fight. Also, we need to find doctors to treat them. There are doctors in the city."

Zhang Aiguo handed over another stack of French currency.

"Distribute our equipment and clothes. Let's practice first. You two are company commanders. Keep in touch with the radio and be more careful."

"Yes"

"This is Western medicine. It is used to prevent wound infection and is used at critical moments."

As a pharmacy in the capital, there are still many good products, such as the collected sulfa drugs.

One truck was carrying the wounded and supplies backwards, while another continued forward to provide support.

Qilin Gate is the easternmost gate among the 18 gates in the outer city of Nanjing during the Ming Dynasty. To the east is Tangshan Gate, to the west is Maqun Gate, and then to Zhongshan Gate.

"Sir, our brothers have sacrificed their lives for our country. Will future generations remember us? Will they burn incense for us?"

"Uh"

They are all ordinary people. They don’t have any lofty ideals or ideas. They just know that when the country is in trouble, every citizen has a responsibility.

"Yes, definitely. Chinese people with conscience will be the mainstream."

Has the street been demolished? Has the school been expanded? Friendly primary school? Friendly city?

Damn it, how ironic, how face-slapping, deep-sea blood feud!

Wu Haoran heard the hesitation in Zhang Aiguo's words and did not say anything.

Chinese people are forgetful, just like the seven seconds in the fish tank, Xinjiang cotton, and accidental bombing, there are too many...

"Sir, have a cigarette."

"it is good."

"This Japanese cigarette is really hard to smoke."

Wu Haoran cursed angrily, not knowing who he was cursing.

In silence, the truck arrived in Qilin Town.

"We are ordered to provide support. Where is the regiment headquarters?"

"Sir, please follow me."

The sentry was brought in from the bunker built on the position.

"Report, the support troops have arrived."

"Uh, please."

Zhang Aiguo saluted.

"Lieutenant Colonel Wu Yougen, deputy commander of the 98th Division's Supplementary Regiment, has been ordered to report."

"Captain Wu, thank you for your help. How many of us are here?"

After listening to Zhang Aiguo's introduction, the other party was surprised: "You only have 12 people, and you have a machine gun?"

"Yes, we encountered a Japanese detachment that infiltrated on the way. We had a fight and suffered too many casualties, so some of them returned to the city."

"Oh, it's not easy. So, hurry up and get into the fortifications. I think the Japanese will attack tomorrow."

"Yes"

After Zhang Aiguo left, the Kuomintang commander slammed the table in distress.

"With the strength of a squad, this is just adding fuel to the fire."

The artillery position is behind the main position.

"Sir, this bunker is not working."

"what happened?"

"look!"

Wu Haoran pointed at the support sticking out from the corner.

"This is not steel, it's bamboo, and it's so thin, isn't this cutting corners?"

"At least they used cement and sand from the Yangtze River."

"Haoran, camouflage the machine guns, change their positions frequently, and arrange two people to guard the trucks."

"Yes."

"When other troops retreat, don't hesitate, take the truck back to the city immediately. It's best to bring the machine gun with you, but if you can't bring it with you, blow it up."

"Yes, sir, you want to go it alone?"

"I'll go check out the chariot in a couple of days."

"Sir, stay safe."

"If I don't return to the city on the 12th, follow the instructions of this letter to ensure your safety!"

"Put it away!"

In fact, it was not complicated. Simei Trading Company purchased two small steamers that could carry more than 100 people, sewed several Nazi swastika flags, and towed a wooden barge.

In addition, eight guards and Westerners carrying radios were arranged to wait on the ship.

There were 7 sailors on board, including the captain, the chief engineer, the first mate, the stoker, and a sailor.

Zhang Aiguo's destination is Chunhua Town. Is it allowed to take out the headquarters?

Just follow your heart!