"Let's go, let's go." Seeing that all the leaders had spoken, a group of people had no different opinions and urged each other to go back.

"Master Dazhai, you can't go. We don't know what's going on outside. Going hastily like this may cause greater casualties." Zhou Zhiwen saw everyone walking back and stopped him hurriedly.

"Zhou Zhiwen, please get out of my way. I, Wang Shanhu, don't have the habit of abandoning my brothers. Those are the lives of thirteen brothers. It doesn't matter to you. I can't."

"Wang Shanhu! What do you mean by 'it doesn't matter to you, but I can't?' It seems that my habit is to lose my brother. I tell you, don't hold on to the ambush of the Japanese transport team the day before yesterday. I told you a hundred times.

Oh no, it was an accident." Zhou Zhiwen seemed to be really angry, he didn't even call out 'village master', but just called him by his name.

It didn't matter if the two of them were arguing, but Jiang Haoran was so anxious that Chen Yihan didn't know whether he was alive or dead. He couldn't waste too much time here. It seemed a bit unsatisfactory to leave directly. After all, he didn't have their help just now, and he didn't.

Maybe he could escape so smoothly. But don’t leave. I’m afraid the work of brotherly love is not that easy to do. There is no other way, just stick to your scalp! So, he raised his hands and stood up: "Everyone! I*

Jiang Haoran, captain of the 89th Division, would like to thank you all in advance for your life-saving grace! I wonder if you would like to hear my humble opinion." Jiang Haoran got into the role quite quickly. He remembered the characters in the film and television works and spoke basically.

That's the tone.

"Brother Jiang, please stop talking nonsense. If you don't blame your brother for stealing your job, he will burn incense. How dare you mention such nonsense as 'life-saving grace'! All brothers see your methods for real.

I insist on it. If you have anything to say, just say it." Wang Shanhu gave Jiang Haoran a fist and felt happy.

Jiang Haoran felt that Wang Shanhu must have swallowed half of Wang Shanhu's words and said, either "Don't be so polite" or "Just let it go". It took a long time to brew, but someone else hit him head-on, which made Jiang Haoran feel bad.

He didn't know what to say for a while: "Ahem, that's nothing, Brother Shanhu, the life of a Japs is not valuable, but the lives of our brothers are precious. The Japs are not dead yet, so we can't die indiscriminately. If this is a stupid death,

When we got downstairs, the brother below asked: "Hey, how many Japanese have you killed?" We couldn't tell him: "Oh, I haven't had time yet." Jiang Haoran's humorous words actually brought some laughter.

, which temporarily relieved the tense atmosphere.

"Japan is just a big place and not very rich, but today they bombarded him with artillery shells for more than ten minutes for free. Why? It's not that my brothers beat him so hard today, he's afraid of tomorrow

The brothers would beat him more painfully, so he wanted to kill them at all costs. When the hunters fired their guns, they would go over to see what birds were dead. The Japanese fired so many cannons, so he couldn't send a few people to watch.

Look? Hey, don’t laugh, this is a rough statement. If you guys go out now, you might get hit by the little devil’s gun. Do you think it will make you guys happy? Or the people below.

Are the brothers happy? Or are the Japanese happy? Besides, if the missing brother is on the mountain, we will never see him again. If the missing brother is separated, we will not be able to find him now.

It’s the Japanese who are taking advantage, so we can’t do anything that pleases the Japanese, right?”

Jiang Haoran's profound and simple insights basically won everyone's approval. Wang Shanhu even laughed: "I didn't expect that Brother Jiang is so good at his hands and his words. Okay, I will listen to you. Let's go ahead."

Mountain."

They said they were going into the mountain, but Wang Shanhu still didn't give up, and arranged for the two brothers to go back to have a look. However, Xu Biao blocked him halfway, saying that he had planted booby traps made of bombs and grenades on the road. Jiang

Haoran felt more and more that he couldn't understand Xu Biao. He looked very naive and thoughtless, but he knew how to use a cannon, and it was a large-caliber one. I thought he would pick up a cannonball, but it was just because he couldn't get it.

He thought of making booby traps on the way back. But he didn't have the heart to ask now. After all, Chen Yihan's life or death was still uncertain, and he didn't know where this group of people were going.

There is no place to stay.

Fortunately, not long after leaving, someone who had left earlier returned. They said they had found an Orion home to stay, and Chen Yihan was also there, but she was still unconscious.

Although there was a road in the forest, it was only a narrow path, and the light from the moon was limited. A group of people stumbled along, and their speed could be imagined. Jiang Haoran couldn't wait any longer, so he picked up the brother who was delivering the message and ran away, only to frighten the man.

The brother screamed again and again, but he didn't know that Jiang Haoran could see things at night not much different from those during the day.

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Only then did I realize that writing online novels is really not something that ordinary people can do. It requires endurance and endurance that ordinary people cannot bear. After three consecutive days of non-stop sleep, I can only get this result, haha! Fortunately, I am crazy.

Relatively tenacious. I asked weakly: Do you have any recommendations, Huahua, Votes? No more words, just code!

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At the foot of Nanshan Mountain, there is the temporary headquarters of the Japanese Ninth Division. Although it is night, a dozen searchlights illuminate an area with a radius of one mile. Groups of Japanese troops shuttle back and forth, and the cordon is even pulled down several miles away.

Every hilltop, intersection and every corner. Inside the headquarters, there was even more sadness, wailing and cursing.

On the snow-white sheet, above is a deformed steel helmet. Below the helmet is a half-spherical object. Below it are some orderly arranged stumps and broken arms, broken bones and rotten flesh, and a general's command knife.

On the right side, it looks like a "person" from a distance.

Beneath the sheet were kneeling a dozen bare-chested Japanese soldiers holding sabers in their hands and wearing kamikaze scarves. They were the staff officers around Yoshika Ryosuke and Major Hozuo Kazuo. The crowd was red-faced, beating their chests and howling in grief.

The emotion is jaw-dropping.

"Shame, a great shame! Your dereliction of duty has brought shame to the Imperial Army and even the entire Empire of Japan. The Empire's samurai swords are not for you to commit seppuku, and seppuku cannot wash away your shame. Revenge! Revenge is the only thing you should do now.

What you are doing is what an Imperial warrior should do. Order: All ministries stop marching westward and be on guard along the route. Send a squadron to pursue the culprit and tear him apart at all costs."

"Hai!" All the Japanese soldiers felt like they had been granted amnesty. After all, no one likes committing seppuku. After shouting "revenge" for a while, they all left with tears in their eyes.

Watching everyone leave, Hiroshi Nakagawa, the Chief of Staff of the Japanese Ninth Division who had just been promoted to major general, wiped the sweat from his forehead and let out a long breath, already looking exhausted. The Death of Yoshika Ryosuke

, disrupted the deployment of the entire southern front westward advance plan, and various accountability and redeployment of troops came from the commander of the 11th Army, Lieutenant General Okamura Neiji, the commander of the Central China Expedition Army, General Hata Shunroku, and even Tokyo.

The coordination of the flanking troops and the entire headquarters had become a mess, which made the old devil very anxious. And just now, a group of staff officers and He Zuoyinan had another "haram-kiri" incident, which scared him to death. If this were to be cut with one knife, the entire

The backbone of the unit was completely destroyed. The entire unit was in danger. Fortunately, he appeared in time and stabilized the current situation. All we had to do was wait for the new division commander to be airborne from above and then redeploy.

Wuhan, the highest military command of the Nationalist Government. Generals are gathered around the round conference table. Sitting in the center at the top, wearing the rank of Army Special General, is none other than Chiang Kai-shek, Chairman of the Supreme Military Commission of the Nationalist Government. Because of the fierce battle to defend Wuhan

Defeated, the Japanese army retreated across the board. The Japanese troops on the northern front had already broken through the Tianjia Town Fortress and were only forced to reach Xishui. Huangpi threatened Wuchang. The Japanese troops on the southern front had broken through the Nanshan blocking line and were only forced to Yangxin. At the northern foot of the Dabie Mountains, the Japanese troops had reached Xinyang. In fact,

The Japanese army has formed a siege on Wuhan. The reason why the situation is so severe is that the talents of the party and state naturally have an unshirkable responsibility. Chairman Chiang held the accountable and scolded the generals on both sides. They lowered their eyebrows and were at a loss.

.For a time, the entire spacious and bright conference room felt extremely dull and depressing.

"Report", a loud voice outside the door broke the deadly atmosphere, and everyone followed the voice. Generally speaking, if this kind of meeting is not a particularly important matter, no one dares to disturb it. In

After receiving the reply, Wang Shihe, the chief of the national guard, walked in with a colonel and staff officer.
Chapter completed!