I want to be a good person

On the way, Zhang Aiguo glanced coldly at the more than 40 officers and soldiers lined up.

"I've decided to split up our forces and head to Caoxie Gorge next!"

The officers and soldiers in line were in an uproar, the sound of mosquitoes buzzing could be heard, and they were whispering.

"Sir, this is desertion without permission. You will be court-martialed!"

Wu Haoran whispered something beside him.

"Yes, sir, think twice!"

Yang Zhengqi echoed weakly.

Zhang Aiguo did not respond and asked again.

"Just now, the enemy deliberately left us behind to cover their retreat. They probably thought we were completely wiped out."

In the end, the remaining troops were completely destroyed and no one was left. On the other hand, the ragtag army completed a painful reorganization.

"Haoran, you lead half of the soldiers, carry light machine guns, portable machine guns, and radios, and hide in Caoxie Gorge. Send a message to this frequency at 12:10 a.m. on the 00th. Code name: Everything for Honor."

"This is?"

"I arranged a small steamer to ferry people across the river!"

"Sir, the Commander-in-Chief has seized all the ships."

"Foreigners, in their eyes, are the bigwigs. It's okay for them to bully us common people!"

"What's wrong? Are you in trouble?"

Zhang Aiguo's tone was cold, and the disobedient soldiers could not be kept.

"Sir, this is different from orders!"

"The superiors are all smart people, poor people are afraid of death."

"Besides, there are so many soldiers and civilians in the city. How can we evacuate without a boat? After you get on the boat, take off your military uniforms and help deal with those who disobey the arrangements for crossing the river."

"Understood, promise to complete the task."

"Kill those who don't obey, stop talking nonsense!"

"Yes!"

"Sir, how will the other party respond when we contact them?"

"loyalty!"

"Anyone want to go together?"

The officers and soldiers did not speak and stood quietly.

"Good, very good. Thank you brothers for your trust in me. The battle is tough. Now it's time for the brothers behind to take the field. I can't guarantee that everyone can come back safe and sound, but I will take care of your family and you won't have to worry about anything."

The officers and soldiers remained silent, but in fact they had a hint of distrust in their hearts. Can the words of the officers be trusted?

You don’t get paid or eat good food until you work hard, but we’ve gotten used to it.

Zhang Aiguo looked at his brothers in front of him with red eyes. They were such kind people, and their bottom line of tolerance was so low. They just wanted to have enough food and clothes. This request should not be too high, right?

Damn the little Japs, damn the big Japs!

"I have got everyone's address. Let me reiterate that it is a soldier's duty to serve his country. My favorite German saying is 'honor is loyalty!'"

The term "comrade" first appeared in the Spring and Autumn Period. Zuo Qiuming defined it as "people with the same virtues have the same heart, and people with the same heart have the same comrades." At that time, it was used not only in China but also abroad. Like the five-pointed star, it cannot be used in books.

The letters left behind were retrieved and destroyed, and more people were evacuated to do the right thing.

Organize people to fight street battles?

The escape of the garrison commander-in-chief and senior generals dealt a heavy blow to the morale of the officers and soldiers defending their positions. The power of example is infinite!

The army was defeated like a mountain!

The soldiers were anxious, and their desire to survive could not be stopped by a mere colonel.

Zhang Aiguo had made a mental assessment and concluded that the feasibility of street fighting was not high. The prerequisite for street fighting was that the superiors set an example and followed the previous order: "We should do our best to hold on to our positions with the determination to live and die with them, and never give up an inch of land."

Leaflets dropped by the Japanese planes, propaganda of Sino-Japanese friendship, were flying everywhere. On the way from Songhu, although there was constant burning, killing and looting, no news was spread.

There are very few survivors, no one speaks for them, and they do not fit in with the mainstream.

Just like when the Japanese Kanto earthquake struck, the Beiyang government donated money and supplies and sent rescue workers. Famous opera actors held charity performances for disaster relief. Mr. Mei alone donated 50,000 silver dollars and went to Japan to perform for charity. There are countless good deeds by celebrities from all walks of life. They are all good neighbors!

In the following years, the land of China suffered alone from natural disasters. In the north, the drought demon left thousands of miles of barren land, and in the south, floods swept everything.

What are the celebrities doing? What are the celebrities doing?

I would rather share it with outsiders than with my servants!

The Japanese slowly recovered from their wounds and then invaded again, taking advantage of your illness to kill you. What a straightforward good neighbor!

Is there no one who doesn’t know what the Japanese are thinking?

They are all pretending to be ignorant even though they know the truth!

The sober Marshal Zhang fell in Huanggutun. He was the ruler of the Beiyang government and the nominal leader of the country.

"Brothers, follow me!"

The armored vehicles drove towards the Peace Gate with a roar.

The city gate was piled with sandbags, leaving only a passage. The concrete bunker looked indestructible, and all that remained was the human heart.

"Are these the only people left in the 98th Division's replacement regiment?"

"Reporting to the commander, there are only 21 people left."

"You've worked hard. Go down and rest first and serve as the reserve team."

"Yes"

Zhang Aiguo saluted and left, closing the door gently after he went out.

A vague sentence came to his ear, testing Zhang Aiguo's hearing.

"Sir, they have a captured armored vehicle."

"Shhh."

Then came the sound of hurried footsteps.

Zhang Aiguo took a few quick steps without looking back. There was no doubt that he was targeting his armored vehicle again.

Chinese people have always been particular about making up for what they lack. Otherwise, President Jiang would call for solidarity every day. If we were truly united and had a common goal, no Japanese would be able to provoke us.

The sleeping Oriental lion!

Napoleon's original words reveal the West's fear of China. How could they not curb your awakening?

Unless you voluntarily pull out your teeth and tie up your claws.

If they are not willing, then we will stir up internal strife. The strongest fortress will be breached from within!

Let Wu Haoran arrange food and lodging for the officers and soldiers, and do a good job of maintaining and inspecting their weapons and ammunition.

Zhang Weiguo was strolling alone on the street with a machine gun on his back. Was he preparing for a street fight?

Wasn’t the order for street fighting issued?

Damn, giving orders is one thing, and executing them is another!

If a person does not have the courage to die, he will always keep a backup plan, which is simply to fool the Japanese.

On paper, the rules and regulations of the Republic of China were perfect. If only one or two out of ten could be implemented in practice, people would not have been reduced to living on a small island.

There are policies and measures to counter!

Zhang Aiguo lit a cigarette. He was not disappointed at all, because he had no hope in the Kuomintang government.

Forget it, I won’t go any further. The more I look, the sadder I feel.

"beat!"

On the city wall, Zhang Aiguo held a submachine gun in his hand and kept firing at the Japanese.

"Boom, boom"

"whoosh whoosh"

The Japanese armored vehicles and tanks covered the infantry's charge, bullets and artillery shells poured down like raindrops, the battlements of the city wall were blown down, and the fallen bodies were blown to pieces. There was no time to clean up, and no one to collect the bodies.

After replacing the magazine with a 50-round double-row, double-feed magazine, the Japanese rushed towards the doorway with strange screams.

"呲"

Zhang Aiguo threw a grenade, and two Japanese soldiers picked up two corpses to press down the grenade, reducing the power of the explosion by half.

"Chug tug tug"

When a bullet hits the body, it will directly make the opponent lose his combat effectiveness. As long as the torso is hit, it will cause a burning pain and the opponent will soon lose consciousness.

Even after being shot several times, he was still able to keep fighting. His will could not resist the brain's strike. The consequence of one shot was that he fell into a coma. Both humans and the Japanese are carbon-based creatures.

"Sir, no more grenades!"

"Did you finish throwing it away?"

"Where's the bullet?"

"Running out."

"7.63, compatible with box guns."

"Not much."

"Where are the Hanyang-made bullets?"

PS: I would feel uncomfortable if I wrote too much about Nanjing, so I decided to keep the fire burning!