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Chapter 42 Breaking the Door (2)

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    Although the night has fallen again, it is just this long day that puts people under tremendous pressure, as if every minute and every second is stagnant.

    Zhang Xian no longer had the extravagant hope that reinforcements would appear. Perhaps as Matsushita Seijiro said, the reinforcements that only traveled thirty miles in three days were simply perfunctory orders. Even when they arrived in front of Changde City, they were just pretentious.  May not be willing to contribute.  However, he did not dare to tell his men about this idea. Looking at these warriors who fearlessly charged, these companions had been dreaming that reinforcements would arrive, and then victory would be in sight.  Everyone has experienced too many failures and too many collapses, especially when these people were collected from the shelter by Zhang Xian, everyone had a common goal, which was to win a battle and win.  At the beginning, Zhang Xian also promised everyone this.  Therefore, this victory has become the expectation of everyone in the 169th Regiment. It is this expectation that has always supported everyone's incomparable fighting spirit. Although they see their comrades falling one by one beside them, even though the hope of victory is getting higher and higher.  It¡¯s getting slimmer and slimmer, but everyone is still persevering and dreaming!

    More than one soldier was asking Zhang Xian: "Commander, when will our reinforcements arrive?" This question was asked several times by one person, two people, and all of them.  .

    "Don't worry, everyone, our reinforcements are already on the way and will arrive soon!" Zhang Xian could only tell everyone this, but there was no hope in his heart.

    Seeing that their captain was so confident, those who came to ask questions left with satisfaction. Although they would inevitably curse a few turtles and the like, cursing the slowness of the reinforcements, they felt much more at ease.

    When he saw that there was no third person around, Chang Liqiang looked at his regiment leader, shook his head, smiled bitterly, and asked: "You know clearly that our reinforcements cannot arrive, but you still give everyone hope like this. Many brothers  Just leaving us with such hope, don¡¯t you think you are being cruel?¡±

    Zhang Xian was speechless.

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    Although the night is very cold, the tension is more intense than the freezing night. No one knows whether they will survive to see the sunrise the next day.

    The enemy's artillery fire was still bombarding, and there was no slack at all because of the fall of night. However, Zhang Xian felt that it was much better without the attacks of enemy aircraft in the air.  There are still fires burning in the city, lighting up half the night, but no one cares about the beating flames. The gunshots everywhere are still continuous, and the warriors of the 57th Division are still fighting hard.

    In the dark night, the enemy launched several more attacks, but they were far less crazy than during the day. It seemed that the enemy was exhausted.  In the early morning, the enemy once again broke into the city, but was blocked by corpses all over the street. Under the precise shooting and fire net of the 169th Regiment, they had to retreat again.  When these Japanese soldiers exited, they did not forget to take away the corpses of the Japanese. After all, there must be an element of bravery in their so-called bushido spirit, that is, they would risk their lives to take away the corpses of their companions, no matter what.  To bring their ashes back to their homeland.  As a result, their attack turned into a battle to transport corpses. These Japanese soldiers did not want these corpses to be used as sandbags for fortifications by the national army again.

    The fight lasted until daylight and the enemy finally withdrew from the city. At this time, Zhang Xian discovered that there were only more than 500 of his men left. The two battalions fought until only one battalion was left. Look.  There were corpses all over the street, not only those that the Japanese had not snatched away, but also those of his comrades who had just died.

    In the morning light, the enemy's aircraft fleet roared and appeared in the sky over Changde. The strange thing is that this time they dropped not bombs, but leaflets floating down like snow flakes.

    Several soldiers picked up the leaflets that fell on the ground and delivered them to Zhang Xian. They all hoped that their regiment leader could tell them what the Japanese leaflets said, because most of these lovely soldiers  I am still a peasant who does not know how to read.

    Zhang Xian was looking at the Japanese leaflets when he saw Master Luo personally bringing two cooks to deliver meals to the 169th Regiment. This moved all the soldiers.

    "Haha, a leaflet from the Japs?" Roda also saw the falling piece of paper and asked Zhang Xian.

    Zhang Xian nodded and replied: "It seems that the Japanese have lost their skills. Haha, they are starting to engage in psychological warfare!"

    "Show me what they wrote?"

    Zhang Xian handed him the flyer in his hand.

    Rhoda took the flyer, looked at it, and frowned.  I saw the surrender notice of the Japanese army written on it, but it was arranged in an orderly manner: "Changde defenders, one, this city?Head of the group!  I shot down a Japanese plane!  ¡­¡±

    "Be careful!" Zhang Xian shouted and rushed over, but it was too late. Another enemy plane turned around and hit the brave soldier with a sudden burst of bullets.  The Northeast soldier fell down from the wall without finishing his last sentence.

    Zhang Xian threw himself in front of the soldier, picked up the body that was covered in bullet holes and had been beaten into a sieve. Tears poured down his face. This Northeastern soldier still had his eyes wide open with anger until he died!

    In the distance, Roda watched this tragic scene silently. He didn't even know the soldier's name, but he knew very clearly that it was because of these soldiers who were not afraid of life and death that victory would come!

    But, victory!  Is it too far away?  Or is it a luxury?  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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