I want to be a good person

"idiot!"

“Why don’t you open the railing?”

"Snapped"

A hand passed through the rain curtain and hit the other person's face, and the splashing rain scattered everywhere.

The brown military boots stepped on the rain, the yellow-green raincoat with a hood made it impossible to tell the rank of the soldier, and the blade of the Type 94 lieutenant's saber was occasionally visible.

A raincoat weighs 0.912 kg, is made of canvas and rubber, and is well-made. At the same time, the national army mainly wore straw hats. Straw raincoats were not practical, and umbrellas were inconvenient for fighting. This shows how poor the national army was.

Rain gear is of great significance for marching and fighting. Due to lack of nutrition and medicine, getting wet in the rain can easily lead to non-combat casualties.

The victory of the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression was hard-won, and TV series such as using hair gel, smoking cigars, wearing black stockings, being spotless, and having unlimited bullets are blasphemy.

Sometimes, facing reality is more difficult than telling a lie. If you tell a lie for too long, you will start to believe it. If you want to deceive others, you must first deceive yourself.

"Hi Yi!"

They have to stand at attention and bend over even when being beaten. This perverted training results in inhumanity.

The Japanese sent many small teams to garrison key locations around Nanjing.

Disguised as Lieutenant Taro Nakayama, who was transporting special supplies, he was very ferocious and even more brutal to his own kind.

"You are in for a treat. The division has arranged for me to bring you some chicken and sake."

"chicken."

When the sentry heard that there was chicken to eat, his eyes lit up. The pain on his face was offset by the chicken, and what was left was joy.

The Japanese soldiers on the broken island could only eat coarse grains. Refined rice and chicken were only eaten by rich people, and chicken was even a luxury.

The Japanese soldiers who like rifles or have chickens and ducks hanging around their necks are well-known images of invaders.

There was no doubt about the mountain artillery on the car. It seemed that the Japanese only trusted their own people.

The reason for the action was that the sentry post was set up differently. There was a machine gun group in the sandbag ring fortification, with the cold muzzle pointing at the gate.

"Hey."

Zhang Aiguo shouted loudly and waved to the machine gun crew, but the Japanese remained indifferent.

The Japanese are very dedicated and cherish the life of eating rice, pickled vegetables and drinking miso soup.

"Damn the weather, it's worse than back home."

"Yes, Lieutenant Nakayama."

The sentry reached out to take the cigarette, took out a match and helped Zhang Aiguo light it. The small sentry room was crowded with three people.

"squeak"

The truck refueled and moved forward, then stopped in front of the fortifications.

Jia Bisheng and his three companions jumped off the truck and greeted them.

"Seven Wows in the Sky"

"Seven Wows in the Sky"

The spoken language was a bit strange, and the Japanese could easily hear it.

"You are?"

"... "

"drop!"

The car horn honked once.

"puff"

The die-hard fan hits the target three times with one click, the dagger hits the neck, it’s the first close contact.

The three men had already hidden the dagger inside their raincoat sleeves and launched a sudden and devastating surprise attack.

In the sentry room, buddy double-clicked, that's 666.

The sentry had a cut on his neck.

The truck suddenly honked its horn, and the Japanese subconsciously looked over to distract their attention.

Curiosity kills the devil!

The whistle also alarmed the Japanese soldiers stationed there. One of the Japanese soldiers pushed open the door and shouted loudly: "What's wrong?"

It was raining so hard that the sound could not be heard.

Jia Bisheng felt that the other party was saying something, but he couldn't understand it anyway, so he made a gesture of expanding his ears and then waved his hands.

Gao Deli was turning around and firing his gun backwards just in case.

Zhang Aiguo was coming over with big strides, causing ripples in the water.

The Japanese were very angry because they did not give the soldiers face, and they wanted to let the soldiers know that the consequences would be serious.

He grabbed an umbrella from the door and walked towards the truck angrily, walking very quickly, not caring at all about the rain splashing and soaking his trouser legs.

"Hey"

He was fast, and Zhang Aiguo was also fast. When they heard the sound of wading, they dodged and ended up facing each other.

The other party was stunned. The first thing he saw was the military boots. He was pretending to be so embarrassing. It turned out that he was a lieutenant.

I put my feet together and subconsciously wanted to salute.

The food that the other person served me tasted a little fishy, ​​and my body suddenly felt very cold. I missed home and my mother.

"mother"

"You won't be able to see your mother anymore, you bastard!"

His eyes were wide open, trying hard to remember Zhang Aiguo's face.

Oh, it’s so noisy. Can you come up from downstairs to find me?

A little scared, a little worried.

Zhang Aiguo held the other person with one hand to prevent him from falling to the ground. He used the tip of the knife in his right hand to pick up the two eyeballs, and then stepped on them with the hard sole of his boot, like stepping on balloons.

The truck artillery's U-turn had not yet been completed, and the three men were preparing to hand over the machine gun from the vehicle.

The Type 96 light machine gun is in the process of being replaced. The two types of machine guns appear in the same unit but are not in full order. The Japanese have been mixing them for a long time, such as military uniforms and sabers.

The Taisho 11-year light machine gun is definitely not as effective as the Type light machine gun. The choice of the magazine and the ammunition bucket is a conclusion drawn by the Japanese after actual combat tests.

It was raining heavily, with thunder and lightning, and if I wasn't training I was sleeping.

The back of the truck was finally facing the accommodation area of ​​the camp. At this moment, I felt a sense of accomplishment and dared to show the back of the truck to others without hiding anything.

Bayonets on cannons, a glorious tradition.

Jia Bisheng was the main gunner, Tao Youju loaded the shells into the barrel, and Chang Youcai was the reserve gunner. Such optimization would make even McKinsey cry.

Pull the fuse gently.

"Boom"

Shells hit the houses, emitting white, black and gray smoke. Energy gathered and rushed towards the sky, and the flowers of death bloomed.

The humming is so beautiful, is it rap?

Zhang Aiguo lay on the ground, with the Type 99 rifle in his hand, firing his cannon at the center and his machine guns guarding both sides.

The singing moved the heavens, and thunder rumbled in the sky as if something was mixed in.

Smoke and dust exploded in another room, and another basketball flew in.

The devils began to sing in chorus, but there were always some discordant voices.

"ah!"

The fanaticism caused by the brainwashing of Bushido cannot be extinguished by bombs or rain.

"Da Da Da~ Da Da Da"

The machine gun gave a red card warning with a serious face, and the Japanese who violated the rules were forced to leave the line.

The mountain cannon sounded again, smoke and water vapor mixed, and the truck was shrouded in a fairy air.

That's the feeling, floating in the air, almost dying of happiness.

All the sounds mixed together to compose a heavenly music, making the little Japanese cry with ecstasy.

"Ah Sheng, come with me to reload the guns. Replace the magazines of the machine guns and provide cover."

"Yes."

The artillery stopped firing. Tao Youju placed the Type 96 light machine gun on top of the cab and pointed it towards the gate. He could not ignore the consequences and let others cut off his retreat.

The rain kept falling, getting heavier and heavier, and God was so happy that he cried.

"Clap clap clap"

The turtle box called out the names of all the corpses visible to the naked eye one by one, and the water slowly turned red, nourishing the earth.

After searching the barracks, Zhang Aiguo found that there were not many Japanese devils, it was just a small stronghold and not fully staffed.

"Rest here tonight. You don't need to go back to the city. Be alert. There are too many devils. I'll go pick someone up."

Wang Jinxiu is still in the wolf's den, where should she be placed?

With their friendship like Guan Yu and Bao Yu, and Lao Wang's character, should he be sent to Shanghai?

I really don't want to take a woman with me to fight the Japanese in the wild. Running around everywhere can be used as a cover in the city. A lone wolf is easy to be suspected, which is what Beijing man Lao Bai does.

At Zhonghua Gate, the Japanese were hiding from the rain. The traitors wearing bamboo hats were getting wet in the rain and were mumbling, as if they were cursing.

Being a dog isn’t easy!

This is a bit insulting to dogs, as dogs are loyal animals.